Xie Ming

Continuing from the previous article
"Yuzhen, that year there was a snowfall on Baozhu Peak of Tanzhe Temple."

"Isn't what I'm saying clear enough?"

Why do you always have to bring up Xiao'e to make me jealous?

"My heart and eyes are filled with you."

"Yuzhen, I...I..."

Xiao Lang's feelings were sincere and deep, and without any regard for others, he directly broke through the barrier and expressed his feelings.

How could I bear the bitterness of wanting to speak but regretting my words, the pain of not being able to preserve my heart and soul? Just as I was about to tear out my heart and liver and take two steps forward, I was suddenly overcome by a wave of dizziness.

Overwhelmed by emotions and unable to control his own body, he swayed left and right, stumbled, and finally, unable to keep up with the dizziness and unsteadiness, he fell to his knees.

Seeing the situation unfold like this, Yuzhen was even more surprised.

"Ah—" She instinctively covered her mouth and gasped in surprise.

"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang"

Yuzhen was anxious, fearing that something might have happened to Xiao Jingchuan. In her shock, she hurriedly knelt down and prostrated herself in front of him.

I was startled and speechless, my heart filled with worry.

Her slender, jade-like fingers didn't even have time to notice the beads of sweat on her forehead from fright; she simply pulled Xiao Lang's head and face to her chest and pressed them against her chest.

The moment they got close, the intimate gestures and the ambiguous atmosphere around them were palpable, and Xiao felt a surge of heat throughout his body.

Seeing that things were not going well, Yuzhen quickly touched his forehead again.

It would have been better if they hadn't investigated; now, Yu-zhen was even more anxious.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Lang had been running a high fever.

While pondering the cause, he suddenly remembered that the blood-stained robe was from an injury to his left arm.

Pulling down the collar, sure enough, the inner lining of the chainmail shirt was stained with blood.

Yuzhen gently touched it, about to lift a corner of the gauze that had been covering her, but just as she felt the pain, Xiao Jingchuan suddenly gasped and his face contorted in pain, which startled Yuzhen again.

The finger that was instinctively pulled back was now covered in blood.

"Yuzhen, I...I..."

Soon, Xiao's consciousness began to fade. He wanted to continue speaking, but his lips were weak and his speech was incoherent.

"No, please don't say it, please stop."

"I understand everything."

"Heavens above, Buddhas and immortals, all gods and bodhisattvas."

"Yuzhen begs you, please don't let anything happen to him."

"No, no, that won't do. We must stop the bleeding first."

"Apply the medicine, that's right."

"you you"

Praying to the gods and Buddhas, Yuzhen was terrified. In the meantime, in order to give Xiao Lang an emergency treatment, she hurriedly searched and rummaged all over his body.

Seeing this, Xiao's face turned pale, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. He barely managed to hold on to his last bit of strength and took out a small jade bottle from the waist of his armor.

"Uh, this"

"Okay, you should take off your armor first."

"I'll change your medicine; you absolutely can't delay any longer."

At this critical moment, Xiao's knife wound relapsed, the wound reopened, and the torrential rain caused him to have a persistent high fever. He was already half dead and had no strength left.

After a long while, with Yuzhen's help, the two of them managed to remove Xiao's armor. To make it easier to apply the medicine, they also removed all of his inner lining.

Immediately, Xiao Jingchuan emerged, completely naked, shirtless.

The young and valiant General Jin had a body full of muscles with clearly defined features.

Rain and blood mingled, his whole body was soaked, and with his shirt off, he exuded even more masculine charm.

Approaching from the side, Yuzhen was clearly disturbed by his imposing aura, her brows furrowed with shyness, seemingly more ambiguous than the atmosphere inside the cave.

The tender, lingering affection grew ever thicker, becoming inseparable.

However, at the moment, Yiquan's injuries are the priority.

Yuzhen, cooperating with Xiao Lang, shifted her hips to get closer, turning half her body to his side so that her protruding belly wouldn't get in the way.

She carefully tore off several clean strips of silk from the inside of her thighs, applying the medicine while also removing the bindings. *Hiss—*

The fabric of the skirt tugged and made a strange noise. Startled by the sound, Xiao Jingchuan's blurry eyes squinted weakly and then he could only open them a crack.

Just then, as Yu Zhen was frantically tending to her wounds, her legs were exposed to Xiao's eyes as her skirt was pulled up.

In an instant, Xiao Lang could no longer look away.

It is unclear whether the high fever clouded his mind or whether he was deliberately indulging his innermost thoughts.

As if by some strange twist of fate, Xiao's hand ended up touching it.

"Ah, you..."

Upon contact, Yuzhen was startled and immediately dodged.

When he pulled on the opening, he didn't pay attention to the force he applied, and Xiao Lang, who had been in pain, suffered the consequences of his own actions.

But now that he was already at this point, he didn't want to keep his mind at ease and hesitate any longer.

Oh dear, you!

"Hmph, I'll make you suffer."

"My good intentions were met with ingratitude; instead, they bullied me."

"What are you still staring at?"

Xiao Jin felt exhilarated, yet the pain contorted his face, his brows furrowed, but at this moment, he couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

His facial expression was extremely strange and comical.

He forced himself to stay alert, his eyes gazing intently, his mischievous eyes even darting between Yu-zhen's legs.

Seeing the situation, Yuzhen scolded him for being so rude, and then, feeling ashamed, hurriedly covered her legs to prevent the lecherous man from causing further trouble.

"Pooh!"

"I won't show it to you."

"He's really delirious from the fever."

"If I had known you still had this much energy, I should have just let you live or die on your own."

"I tried to help you, and you still dare to mess with me?!"

Yuzhen was being hypocritical; her cheeks flushed, and she spoke softly in a gentle, teasing tone, her eyes already filled with affection.

However, despite the surge of her affections, she regretfully could not make any further progress with Xiao Lang.

Sure enough, just as Yuzhen was about to speak, the naked man Xiao Jingchuan finally succumbed to his illness and exhaustion, and collapsed completely unconscious.

The sudden fainting caused Yuzhen's eyes to dim slightly.

She was also worried about his safety, so she quickly pulled Xiao Lang into her arms.

Upon closer inspection, the patient's breathing was even, suggesting that exhaustion and overwork, coupled with a high fever caused by illness, had completely depleted his energy, which was why he was in such a state.

It's not necessarily a bad thing if he falls asleep; it's better to let him rest in my arms.

Yuzhen held Xiao in her arms, and remained embracing him like that.

Then, fearing that he might catch a cold, Ye took the cloak that had been draped over himself and shook it, wrapping the two of them together.

Time flies, and before you know it, Yuzhen suddenly leans forward.

Her eyelashes folded up like butterfly wings, and strands of her dark hair could not be contained, falling like a curtain.

Their breaths mingled slightly, causing them to sway together.
Yuzhen then parted her lips slightly and kissed him.
As the honey and fire mingled on their lips, an electric current coursed through their entire body.

Her hair fell like a curtain, and her breaths mingled like a spring pond.

The sound of millennia-old glaciers collapsing echoed, and in an instant, a constellation of stars burst apart.

Who threw their soul into the furnace, to forge two intertwined branches?

Unaware of the distance beyond the heavens, springtime unfolds within the cave.
Ye Hun became detached from the matter, forgot the time, and lost his composure.

Only when they heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the cave did their lips finally part.

The torrential rain continued relentlessly, perhaps obstructing the view, for despite the rapid hoofbeats, the place remained unnoticed.

It came and went like a gust of wind.

Only a lingering warmth remained inside the cave, a warmth born of surprise. (End of Chapter)