Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Bu Changji leaned in Jinchen's arms for a long time before the terrible coughing subsided completely, leaving only a burning sensation in his throat.

The warmth from Jinchen's body came through his thin clothes, making him feel a little drowsy and tired.

No, he can't sleep, he has important things to do.

Bu Changji slightly retreated from Jinchen's warm embrace, as if he had just come back to his senses from the shock, "Mm... benefactor."

Jinchen raised his eyebrows, feeling that the distance between him and his wife was widened by this title.

"You don't have to call me benefactor. Just call me... my name."

Bu Changji changed his words in time, "Brother Jin, I was captured by those damn pirates and taken aboard, and had a bumpy ride... I used to be a merchant from Donghua Country..."

When he said this, he paused slightly, his eyes a little vague.

The last leg did indeed leave from the waters of Donghua Country, so it wasn't a complete lie.

"My name is...Jiu Shi."

When Jinchen heard the name, he almost laughed out loud.

This pseudonym is really fake.

But he didn't show it on his face, thinking he didn't want to reveal his identity as the Crown Prince. He nodded in agreement and introduced himself in a normal tone, "This is still within the borders of Donghua Country, on Bailang Island."

"The front col where we live, close to the sea, is called Bailang Col."

He comforted her, "These are all honest fishermen who make a living from fishing. Those pirates have occupied the stone building on the east side. They look menacing, but as long as we don't provoke them, they won't easily come down the mountain to disturb us. Just stay there and don't be afraid."

When Bu Changji heard Jin Chen's words, they were basically consistent with the information he got from Fang Yunyao.

He felt a little relieved, knowing that what the fisherman said was true, and he also had a more specific understanding of the situation in Bailangao.

Any further probing would only arouse suspicion, so he simply lowered his eyes and pretended to be grateful.

"Thank you, Brother Jin, for letting me know."

Jin Chen stood up and said, "You take a rest. I'll go out and put away the remaining fish maw."

He had to quickly pack up the dried fish maw, keep a batch for his own use, and wait until the fishing season was over before transporting the other batch to the town by water to sell for money.

He lived alone, made his living from the sea, and led a comfortable life.

But now there is a little prince in the house, and the expenses are huge.

You can't really let your wife live a hard life with him, eating salted fish.

Jinchen sat on a small stool outside the house, and with the last bit of daylight, he neatly collected the dried fish maw and seafood, leaving Ling Gungun happily chewing on the dried fish beside him.

Jinchen was thinking in his mind.

During this season, going to the sea to catch some sea cucumbers or rare abalone can earn you a lot of money.

As for the test of water ability, Jinchen was not worried at all.

In a blink of an eye, it was getting dark and the sea breeze was cool.

Jinchen went to the next room to wash off the salty sweat on his body, changed into a clean coarse cloth short jacket, and brought a basin of clean water into the room.

Bu Changji was leaning against the head of the bed. When he heard the noise, he looked up.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the sturdy young man who had just taken a shower still had water dripping from his face, dripping into his wheat-colored neck. Without the fishy smell of sweat from working during the day, his already handsome face looked even more wild, clean and full of vitality.

Bu Changji's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he was stunned for a moment.

Then, he saw the basin of water in Jinchen's hand and sat up straight with a start, "I... I can do it myself!"

Jinchen was amused by his reaction. He chuckled and placed the basin on the stool beside the bed.

"Of course I'll let you do it yourself."

He pointed at the basin and said, "If you have any scratches or scrapes on your body, they will easily fester if they come into contact with seawater. Take a look yourself and treat them early."

Jinchen's tone was frank, without any hint of intimacy.

Bu Changji's ears felt slightly hot, and he realized that he had overreacted. He cursed in his heart but pretended to be calm on the surface.

Fortunately, this guy is a serious person...

He thought of the pirate mark tattoo on his waist, licked his dry lips, and looked at Jinchen with twinkling eyes.

"Then can you...step aside?"

Jinchen followed suit and just said "oh" before turning around and walking out the door, considerately closing it behind him.

Bu Changji heard him drag a stool and sit in the yard, looking up at the stars seriously, without any intention of peeping.

Bu Changji finally breathed a sigh of relief and undressed and washed himself skillfully.

Clear water soaks into the skin, taking away sticky sweat and residual sea odor, bringing comfort.

The clean clothes that Jinchen placed next to him were made of coarse cloth. The texture was not soft, but they were new and washed clean.

Bu Changji put it on silently and felt a sense of security.

He had many subordinates, many of whom flattered him and served him carefully, but no one was as... as this fisherman, which made him feel strange.

He simply suppressed the confusion in his heart, quickly packed up, pushed the door open and walked out.

The moon on the sea is the roundest, and Jinchen doesn’t feel bored looking at it.

Hearing the noise, Jinchen turned around, and the moonlight fell on his face, adding a bit of depth.

He asked, "How is it? Are there any hidden injuries?"

Bu Changji shook his head, "No."

He hesitated for a moment before speaking uncomfortably, "Tonight...how will Brother Jin sleep?"

He thought to himself that if this man wanted to sleep on the floor, even if he was still weak, he should be humble and give in.

He has always been the most ruthless person, and it is hard to understand why he was a little soft-hearted today.

Unexpectedly, Jinchen said without thinking, "Don't worry, the bed is big enough."

Bu Changji: “???”

He almost thought he had heard it wrong. Did they mean sleeping on the same bed?

It would be fine if it were two rough fishermen squeezing together, but... but he knew in his heart that he had a homosexual preference and had feelings for men.

No, absolutely not!

Bu Changji subconsciously refused, "No, that's not right! I'll just sleep on the floor, and you can sleep on the bed, benefactor."