mtl008 Chapter 71 Rebellious Officials of the Former Dynasty 3
Chapter 71 Rebellious Officials of the Former Dynasty 3
Ling Yi smiled, picked out a piece of silver from the spoils and put it in Xiao Yao's hand: "Here, that's enough for several meals."
Accustomed to wealth, Xiao Yao didn't hesitate at all as he clutched the silver in his hand, saying happily, "Enough to eat meat pies for half a month."
Although I didn't actually marry him, I guess I could say I supported him... well, you could say I did.
Holding the silver up high and admiring it through the moonlight, Xiao Yao's expression suddenly tensed when he saw the bloodstains on it.
He saw with his own eyes that Ling Yi wiped the silver with a cloth when she picked it up. Even if there were some bloodstains on the silver, they should have been left behind, not wet like this.
unless……
"Are you injured?" A panicked voice sounded from behind. Ling Yi then moved her shoulder, remembering the knife she had been stabbed when she first arrived, and gave a nonchalant "hmm".
This body was clearly badly injured; the extent of that stab wound wouldn't even rank in the top ten, so Ling Yi didn't feel particularly upset.
But clearly, the loudmouth behind him didn't think so.
Suddenly, her wet hand was grabbed. Xiao Yao held Ling Yi's hand carefully and anxiously: "How can you do these things when you're injured?"
"Lu'an, Lu'an, bring me my medicine!" he shouted a few times, pulling Ling Yi into a cave not far away.
A campfire had been lit in the cave at some point, and under the warm glow of the fire, Ling Yi took a deep breath and finally felt a little pain.
Like a shadow, Lu An hurriedly ran into the cave, took clean warm water, a white cloth, and medicine for his wounds, and then quietly retreated.
Such a devoted servant is simply not something an ordinary family can afford to support.
Ling Yi's eyes flickered slightly when she thought of Xiao Yao's surname.
Xiao Yao, who hadn't bothered to hide his identity much, was pacing around anxiously like a puppy: "What are you waiting for? Why aren't you cleaning your wounds yet?"
Ling Yi lowered her eyes to look at the bloodstains on her shoulder, then glanced at Xiao Yao with a lingering look.
Why do you think I'm not moving?
Xiao Yao blushed and awkwardly clutched the jade pendant at her waist: "Then... I'll go out first."
With a sigh, Ling Yi took off her outer garment: "No need, come and help."
If you really kick him out, he might actually cry.
It's strange, why is this world so delicate?
Upon receiving the order, Xiao Yao immediately carried the copper basin to Ling Yi's side, wrung out a clean towel, and prepared to proceed.
The woman in front of him unbuttoned her outer garment, then her inner garment, revealing her breast wrap and the gruesome wounds on her shoulders.
Her honey-colored skin was covered with many old scars.
Before Xiao Yao could even blush, she bit her lip and looked at the wounds: "So many wounds, how much pain must you be in?"
Ling Yi smiled but didn't say anything.
People who only meet her once will think how much pain she must be in, but those she has always protected take all of this for granted and can sell her without hesitation.
So, Qingxi, that bastard!
She had to kill her.
The moment he exerted a little force on his arm, blood gushed out of the wound again.
"Don't move! Don't move!" Xiao Yao gently pressed down on her uninjured area with one hand, shouting to stop her from using force.
A warm handkerchief wiped away the dirt around the wound. Xiao Yao glanced at Ling Yi and held out his hand to her: "I'm going to rinse your wound with strong liquor. You can bite me if it hurts."
Her fair hands were free of any scars or calluses, and even her nails were neatly trimmed. One could imagine the meticulous and dignified care this person had received.
Xiao Yao glanced at the expressionless Ling Yi, gritted his teeth, picked up the small jug of strong liquor, and rushed it toward Ling Yi's wound.
In an instant, a sharp pain rushed into her mind, and Ling Yi groaned, her body suddenly tensing up.
The clear liquor turned blood red and slid down the wound, while the person who did it muttered under their breath, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!"
Ling Yi looked down at the trembling white jade hand, then suddenly lowered her head and bit it.
"Ouch!" Xiao Yao cried out, but the hand showed no sign of retracting.
It's just unclear whether the "it doesn't hurt" was said to Ling Yi or to herself.
Biting his hand between her teeth, Ling Yi stared intently at the beads of sweat on his forehead, her eyes filled with a nervous urge as if she herself were injured, a faint smile playing on her lips.
After cleaning the wound while covered in sweat, Xiao Yao cautiously looked at Ling Yi: "Could you... let go first? I'll apply the medicine before you bite again."
The young master, so precious and noble, looked so pitiful that it made people want to tease him.
Ling Yi's throat moved slightly, and she slowly relaxed her clenched teeth.
Xiao Yao's hand trembled, but the next moment he abruptly withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.
Did she... did she lick him?
It wasn't intentional, right?
With red ears and trembling hands, she picked up the medicine bottle, but her hand steadied instantly when she aimed it at the wound.
The white powder turned blood red when poured into the wound. Xiao Yao covered the wound with a white cloth and wrapped it around Ling Yi several times.
Such intimate actions inevitably touch upon private matters.
With Ling Yi occasionally raising her arm in cooperation, Xiao Yao's face grew redder and redder. By the time he draped his clothes over Ling Yi, his face was as red as a radish.
After Lu An cleaned up the bloody scene, and the faint scent of insect-repelling herbs rose again in the cave, Xiao Yao, sitting on the other side, watched Ling Yi eat with bright eyes.
Ling Yi paused in her munching on the jerky, then looked up helplessly: "What are you looking at?"
“I’ve seen everything, you have to take responsibility for me.” The young master, whose mind was as shallow as a plate, unfolded his map of the Yan Kingdom.
Ling Yi raised an eyebrow: "Shouldn't you be responsible for me?"
“That works too, I’m not picky!” Xiao Yao immediately seized the opportunity.
Ling Yi: "..."
What's wrong with this guy?
She said helplessly, "Not for now, we're not on the same page."
Her current identity is a bombshell, and even Xiao Yao, with his special status, will be implicated by her.
Whatever Xiao Yao wants, it will have to wait until she resolves those troubles.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Xiao Yao's eyes, but he quickly rallied: "It's alright, I'm a wanderer, I'll go wherever you go."
He seemed not to understand Ling Yi's refusal, and just grinned as he asked to follow her.
Why is it so cute?
Ling Yi looked into his beautiful fox-like eyes and finally couldn't help but reach out and pat his head.
A refined person even has hair that is cool and silky smooth, like satin presented as tribute from Sichuan.
The moment Xiao Yao was touched, his eyes widened, and then he chased after Ling Yi's hand like a puppy, wanting her to touch him more.
Such a brief but intimate contact made his dreams sweet.