Chapter 452: So comfortable (2/2)

“Su Xiaoyu was…” Han Yunxi turned to explain, but Long Feiye simply cut her off with a stern command.

“Your lordship wants you to shut your mouth and lie still!”

Momentarily frightened, Han Yunxi dropped her head and stopped moving about. Long Feiye examined her injuries and correctly recognized them as burns that were already a few days old. None of them had healed properly yet. Dammit, Tang Li didn’t tell me about something this important? That brat, does he want to go back to the Tang Clan instead?

“This medicine?” Long Feiye asked about the salve nearby.

“Yes,” Baili Mingxiang didn’t even dare to lift her head as she replied.

“The injuries don’t seem to be getting any better even though she’s used it for days. What kind of quack prescribed this?” Long Feiye fumed.

He was nothing but irritated right now, a bomb that would explode with a single spark. Neither Baili Mingxiang nor Han Yunxi had ever seen him so flustered over anything. Han Yunxi simply laid there obediently without a word. Although she was still in pain, she still felt a hint of sweetness rising in her heart.

Aye, looks like I’m growing to like his temper tantrums more and more.

Since esteemed wangfei wouldn’t speak, Baili Mingxiang could only speak in her place. “To reply Your Highness, this medicine…was prescribed by esteemed wangfei herself.”

Han Yunxi snickered secretly as she buried her head deeper into the pillows.

“Don’t you have any other medicines?” Long Feiye asked unhappily.

She finally spoke up. “This is the best one. But the weather’s been too hot and the injuries heal too slowly, so it can’t be helped.”

It’s only because you move around too much and sweat, alright! Baili Mingxiang knew the truth of the matter, but how could she dare to say that out loud? Long Feiye finally stopped asking questions, his cold face and stern form emanating a dangerous air that warned others to keep away. Despite all this, his movements were as gentle as water. He didn’t use the cotton swab, but instead his own fingers, to dip into the salve and lightly apply it to Han Yunxi’s wounds. His movements with light, gentle, and delicate, filled with a tender protectiveness.

Compared to Baili Mingxiang’s swabs, the comfort this gave Han Yunxi seeped into her very bones, and then into her heart. Lying on her cool, pure silk quilt, Han Yunxi felt herself relax completely. She was willing to hand her entire back to this man so he would never stop his light caresses on her skin.

Occasionally, Baili Mingxiang would steal peeks at the couple. When she saw the fine crease between His Highness Duke of Qin’s brows, then the delicate movements of his fingers, she found out for the first time that he was a man capable of loving a woman dearly. So this is what he looks like when he’s distressed…

Seeing him like that…made her distressed, too!

Long Feiye had practiced martial arts ever since he was young and had faced his share of assassins. He was familiar with all sorts of injuries as long as they were poison-related. After treating both of Han Yunxi’s burns, he moved on to the scab that Baili Mingxiang had accidentally broken through. He stared at the spot so intently that an actual wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows. There was a bit of liquid coming from the wound as well, indicating that it was quite serious. Applying medicine to a reopened scab would only cause acute pain, but it was mandatory that he did so.

While hesitating, he glanced coldly at Baili Mingxiang. Though he didn’t say a word, his gaze was enough to shatter her heart into a thousand tiny pieces. She bit her lip and silently fell to her knees. “For hurting esteemed wangfei, this servant deserves death!”

Long Feiye stopped looking at her, but Han Yunxi turned her head around and spoke. “Mingxiang, what are you doing? Get up!”

Yet Long Feiye was quick to reach over and turn her face back to meet her pillow. Displeased, he said, “Stop moving around so!”

Then he coldly ordered Baili Mingxiang, “Withdraw!”

Baili Mingxiang silently retreated. With Long Feiye’s hand keeping her head in place, Han Yunxi couldn’t turn around at all. Even speaking was difficult—and if this continued, breathing would become so, too.

But Long Feiye let go soon enough and intoned, “It’s going to hurt, so don’t hold back. If it’s painful, just cry out if needed.”

Han Yunxi turned her head to take in fresh air, completely ignoring him. Pain she could deal with, as long as it didn’t come as abruptly as last time. By now, Baili Mingxiang had already left the room and was shutting the door when she heard those words. It made her sigh with a wealth of emotion. How many men had coaxed their woman like this? It was always, ‘It’s going to hurt, so endure it,’ or ‘It’ll hurt, so be strong and don’t cry.’

But His Highness Duke of Qin had told Han Yunxi, ‘It’s going to hurt, so don’t hold back.’

With words like that, even the harshest injuries would stop hurting anymore, right? Baili Mingxiang thought to herself.