Gu Shuang's small face was wrinkled, her fair skin was flushed red, "What widow..."
Seeing that the little girl was not taking his bait, Ye Qingchi sighed, "Gu Shuang, my wound really hurts."
Gu Shuang was confused by his words. She had completely forgotten her original intention for coming here.
Hearing him say his wound hurts, her heart twisted.
"Then I'll ask Uncle Agou to come change Brother's medicine."
Ye Qingchi lazily hung a smile, continuing his "weak" nonsense, "Uncle Agou went out to get medicine, he won't be back anytime soon. If you come over now, I might be able to live a little longer."
"Alright..."
Gu Shuang was frightened by his weak tone. No longer caring about anything else, she stiffly turned around and lowered her eyes as she walked up to him.
Her heart was racing as she blinked nervously.
Even though she didn't want to look...with all his upper body clothes removed, his strong and muscular body was completely exposed before her eyes. She had no choice but to see it.
It was said that Young Master Ye was a humble and refined gentleman, elegant when he smiled. Who would have thought that beneath his scholarly, slender appearance was such a breathtaking physique that made one's blood boil.
Gu Shuang shook her head. Good heavens, what was she thinking?!
She avoided his gaze, took a deep breath to calm herself down, and looked at the white gauze on the man's right shoulder and arm.
It was a long wound, with large patches of red bleeding through the gauze, shocking to behold.
He wasn't lying to her. His wound did look very serious.
Her eyes quickly filled with distress. "Brother, I...I'm not very good at changing dressings..."
Ye Qingchi's deep eyes stared intently at the girl's evasive ones. The corner of his mouth moved slightly as he said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter, I'll teach you."
The process of him teaching her to change dressings was extremely tormenting.
She wasn't stupid, just a little flustered. Her hot fingertips brushed over his shoulders, arousing a layer of tremors in his heart.
He had been celibate for over twenty years, this was the first time he allowed a woman to get close to him.
Whenever he glanced up, he could clearly see the fine fluff on the girl's face, her round, fair nose, flushed cheeks, shy earlobes, and of course, her watery eyes and long butterfly-like eyelashes.
She was just standing there bent over in front of him, yet his mind went blank, taking in the faint peach blossom fragrance from her body. The rapidly rising ambiguous atmosphere flowed slowly between them.
She asked him, "Does it hurt?"
"Mmm."
"Do you want me to be gentler?"
"Okay."
"Brother, I'm sorry, my hands are too clumsy, did I hurt you?"
"It's fine, just go slowly."
She was delicate, her voice already soft. Being so close, her voice carried a kind of tantalizing moisture, gnawing at Ye Qingchi's heart like little bugs.
He answered her absentmindedly, while his eyes were fixed on her nervous, focused little face, silently enjoying this peaceful moment.
"Brother, done."
Gu Shuang finally breathed a sigh of relief after bandaging the last section of gauze for him. Her brows and eyes curved up gently, "I looked just now, the wound hasn't reached the bone, it's not too serious. Brother will definitely be alright."
Ye Qingchi came back to his senses and looked at the girl's smiling, charming little face, like a ripe, sweet peach, cute and innocent. "Mm," he continued fishing for sympathy, "but it still hurts a lot."
Concern crept up her face. Gu Shuang carefully said, "Then should we ask a doctor to take another look?"
Ye Qingchi gently said, "No need, if you come change my dressing in the future, it might heal faster."
Gu Shuang was confused, blinking blankly.
Ye Qingchi pulled up the corners of his lips and said hoarsely, "In that case, how about we have the big wedding in five days?"
If he remembered correctly, her letter deadline was up in five days...he didn't want to wait any longer.
Gu Shuang was even more at a loss. "Huh?"
Ye Qingchi seized the opportunity and said, "After getting married, it will be more convenient for you to take care of my wound."
Gu Shuang blushed to her ears anxiously, "Wait..."
Ye Qingchi put on an injured look. "My wound is so serious. You don't want to take care of me?"
Gu Shuang quickly waved her hands, "No no, that's not it."
Ye Qingchi continued persuading her gently, "Then promise me you'll come change my dressing."
Gu Shuang lowered her little head in confusion, "Okay, I promise you... "
But was this about changing dressings?
Her mind was completely overwhelmed...By the time she walked out of Xiongliu Courtyard, she had forgotten what she had come to do in the first place.
...
Five days later.
Ye Qingchi held a grand wedding, shocking the whole city.
Ye's father had retired many years ago, he attended the wedding banquet in person. Half the ministers of Dong Li's court came, even the Tianqi Emperor personally visited Old Master Ye at the Ye estate, showing the prestige of the Ye family in Dong Li.
Not to mention Ye Qingchi's huge family of uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters. In the two days before Ye Qingchi's wedding, they had completely filled the Ye estate in Bianjing.
Which family's celebrations could be so extravagant?
In Bianjing’s circle of prominent families, there was only shock and admiration. No one even dared to be jealous.
This was the first time Gu Ying had seen her maternal grandfather and the Ye clan since her rebirth.
In her previous life, the Ye family was implicated by her and met a tragic end. How did her maternal grandfather die?
She actually couldn't remember clearly, only that at the time she was numbly enduring torment day after day in the dilapidated temple.
Gu Jia came in splendid noblewoman attire to gloat at her misfortune. When she mentioned her maternal grandfather, her face was smiling radiantly.
"Gu Ying, your whole family is dead. Your esteemed maternal grandfather is so old he can barely walk. By Jiang Yin's order, he was tied up with ropes and hung on the city wall for three days and nights without food or water. Any students who dared plead for him were beheaded by Jiang Yin. Now, your maternal grandfather is dead, and the Ye family has disappeared from Dong Li. It's truly been wiped clean as white as snow!"
Gu Jia couldn't conceal the jealousy in her gloating face.
Even though the Ye family's clan was destroyed in an instant, the spirit of the Ye people was undying. Her maternal grandfather educated people and encouraged newcomers. The Ye family's ideals and soul would continue to be passed down.
Gu Jia came to flaunt her situation in order to see her distraught, heartbroken and sad.
But Gu Ying refused to satisfy her. She laughed and spat at Gu Jia.
After Gu Jia left the dilapidated temple with an icy laugh, Gu Ying finally couldn't help but cry out loud.
Gu Shuang's small face was wrinkled, her fair skin was flushed red, "What widow..."
Seeing that the little girl was not taking his bait, Ye Qingchi sighed, "Gu Shuang, my wound really hurts."
Gu Shuang was confused by his words. She had completely forgotten her original intention for coming here.
Hearing him say his wound hurts, her heart twisted.
"Then I'll ask Uncle Agou to come change Brother's medicine."
Ye Qingchi lazily hung a smile, continuing his "weak" nonsense, "Uncle Agou went out to get medicine, he won't be back anytime soon. If you come over now, I might be able to live a little longer."
"Alright..."
Gu Shuang was frightened by his weak tone. No longer caring about anything else, she stiffly turned around and lowered her eyes as she walked up to him.
Her heart was racing as she blinked nervously.
Even though she didn't want to look...with all his upper body clothes removed, his strong and muscular body was completely exposed before her eyes. She had no choice but to see it.
It was said that Young Master Ye was a humble and refined gentleman, elegant when he smiled. Who would have thought that beneath his scholarly, slender appearance was such a breathtaking physique that made one's blood boil.
Gu Shuang shook her head. Good heavens, what was she thinking?!
She avoided his gaze, took a deep breath to calm herself down, and looked at the white gauze on the man's right shoulder and arm.
It was a long wound, with large patches of red bleeding through the gauze, shocking to behold.
He wasn't lying to her. His wound did look very serious.
Her eyes quickly filled with distress. "Brother, I...I'm not very good at changing dressings..."
Ye Qingchi's deep eyes stared intently at the girl's evasive ones. The corner of his mouth moved slightly as he said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter, I'll teach you."
The process of him teaching her to change dressings was extremely tormenting.
She wasn't stupid, just a little flustered. Her hot fingertips brushed over his shoulders, arousing a layer of tremors in his heart.
He had been celibate for over twenty years, this was the first time he allowed a woman to get close to him.
Whenever he glanced up, he could clearly see the fine fluff on the girl's face, her round, fair nose, flushed cheeks, shy earlobes, and of course, her watery eyes and long butterfly-like eyelashes.
She was just standing there bent over in front of him, yet his mind went blank, taking in the faint peach blossom fragrance from her body. The rapidly rising ambiguous atmosphere flowed slowly between them.
She asked him, "Does it hurt?"
"Mmm."
"Do you want me to be gentler?"
"Okay."
"Brother, I'm sorry, my hands are too clumsy, did I hurt you?"
"It's fine, just go slowly."
She was delicate, her voice already soft. Being so close, her voice carried a kind of tantalizing moisture, gnawing at Ye Qingchi's heart like little bugs.
He answered her absentmindedly, while his eyes were fixed on her nervous, focused little face, silently enjoying this peaceful moment.
"Brother, done."
Gu Shuang finally breathed a sigh of relief after bandaging the last section of gauze for him. Her brows and eyes curved up gently, "I looked just now, the wound hasn't reached the bone, it's not too serious. Brother will definitely be alright."
Ye Qingchi came back to his senses and looked at the girl's smiling, charming little face, like a ripe, sweet peach, cute and innocent. "Mm," he continued fishing for sympathy, "but it still hurts a lot."
Concern crept up her face. Gu Shuang carefully said, "Then should we ask a doctor to take another look?"
Ye Qingchi gently said, "No need, if you come change my dressing in the future, it might heal faster."
Gu Shuang was confused, blinking blankly.
Ye Qingchi pulled up the corners of his lips and said hoarsely, "In that case, how about we have the big wedding in five days?"
If he remembered correctly, her letter deadline was up in five days...he didn't want to wait any longer.
Gu Shuang was even more at a loss. "Huh?"
Ye Qingchi seized the opportunity and said, "After getting married, it will be more convenient for you to take care of my wound."
Gu Shuang blushed to her ears anxiously, "Wait..."
Ye Qingchi put on an injured look. "My wound is so serious. You don't want to take care of me?"
Gu Shuang quickly waved her hands, "No no, that's not it."
Ye Qingchi continued persuading her gently, "Then promise me you'll come change my dressing."
Gu Shuang lowered her little head in confusion, "Okay, I promise you... "
But was this about changing dressings?
Her mind was completely overwhelmed...By the time she walked out of Xiongliu Courtyard, she had forgotten what she had come to do in the first place.
...
Five days later.
Ye Qingchi held a grand wedding, shocking the whole city.
Ye's father had retired many years ago, he attended the wedding banquet in person. Half the ministers of Dong Li's court came, even the Tianqi Emperor personally visited Old Master Ye at the Ye estate, showing the prestige of the Ye family in Dong Li.
Not to mention Ye Qingchi's huge family of uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters. In the two days before Ye Qingchi's wedding, they had completely filled the Ye estate in Bianjing.
Which family's celebrations could be so extravagant?
In Bianjing’s circle of prominent families, there was only shock and admiration. No one even dared to be jealous.
This was the first time Gu Ying had seen her maternal grandfather and the Ye clan since her rebirth.
In her previous life, the Ye family was implicated by her and met a tragic end. How did her maternal grandfather die?
She actually couldn't remember clearly, only that at the time she was numbly enduring torment day after day in the dilapidated temple.
Gu Jia came in splendid noblewoman attire to gloat at her misfortune. When she mentioned her maternal grandfather, her face was smiling radiantly.
"Gu Ying, your whole family is dead. Your esteemed maternal grandfather is so old he can barely walk. By Jiang Yin's order, he was tied up with ropes and hung on the city wall for three days and nights without food or water. Any students who dared plead for him were beheaded by Jiang Yin. Now, your maternal grandfather is dead, and the Ye family has disappeared from Dong Li. It's truly been wiped clean as white as snow!"
Gu Jia couldn't conceal the jealousy in her gloating face.
Even though the Ye family's clan was destroyed in an instant, the spirit of the Ye people was undying. Her maternal grandfather educated people and encouraged newcomers. The Ye family's ideals and soul would continue to be passed down.
Gu Jia came to flaunt her situation in order to see her distraught, heartbroken and sad.
But Gu Ying refused to satisfy her. She laughed and spat at Gu Jia.
After Gu Jia left the dilapidated temple with an icy laugh, Gu Ying finally couldn't help but cry out loud.
