Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Yuan Jing untied the belt and took off his outer shirt, revealing his tight abdomen.

The bloodstains were extremely obvious on the fair skin, and the bandaged wound was bleeding through the gauze.

This is probably why Liu Hu left.

Yuan Jing guessed that the look in his eyes kept changing.

He returned to the princess's mansion shortly before Liu Gao returned home.

As soon as he came back, he closed the door, changed his blood-stained shirt, and applied medicine to the injured parts of his body.

Yuan Jing was injured while retrieving an important piece of evidence.

That piece of evidence, at the right time, could be used to bring down the corrupt officials who currently hold some power in the court, and could also help him take a step further towards that position.

The corrupt official was a civil servant, but he was extremely afraid of death. He had many hidden weapons in his home, and the location where he kept the evidence was even more dangerous.

Yuan Jing has already lost several of his men in there, and he's worried that if more happen, it might alert the enemy.

He made all the necessary preparations before deciding to take action himself today.

Fortunately, this time, he successfully swapped the false evidence that he had prepared based on the information his subordinates had gathered earlier with the real evidence.

But when he came back, he was treated as an assassin and fought with the guards of the corrupt official's house. He was stabbed and seriously injured.

When Liu Hao came to see him, he was applying medicine and bandaging his wound.

Because of the rush, the wound was not fully bandaged.

She got scratched while walking, and the wound started bleeding. The blood also stuck to the hem of her skirt, leaving a mark that was noticed by Liu Yao.

So, she found out about herself?

wrong.

Yuan Jing quickly denied it.

Even if Liu Yao had only seen a bloody trail, he probably wouldn't have thought it would go this far.

That is how the matter?

Yuan Jing couldn't figure it out, and his eyes drifted around the wound.

In a split second, he noticed the bloody hem of the skirt, a little below the waist, this spot...

Yuan Jing remembered what he had to do every month in order to disguise himself as a woman.

The thoughts become unusually clear.

Yes, the reason for my condition, besides being injured, is most likely that I am having my period.

It’s just her period, why should Liu Hao avoid it?

Yuan Jing suddenly remembered something. In many places, women's menstruation is considered unclean.

Just like in the imperial palace, if a concubine had her period, she would take off the jade pendant to avoid offending the emperor.

There are similar customs in other places. If the wife has her period, the husband can rest in the concubine's room openly and it is not considered disrespectful to the wife.

Could it be that Liu Yao also believed this and was deliberately avoiding him?

Yuan Jing frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed for some reason.

Obviously, many people would do the same thing when faced with such a situation, from royal nobles to ordinary people.

But when that person turned into Liuqiao, he found it hard to accept and his mood became depressed and unhappy.

This behavior was as if, under the current relationship, he had developed inappropriate expectations of Liu Yao in his heart without knowing when.

Yuan Jing took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it.

Since Liu Yao was not around, he could take this opportunity to quickly re-apply medicine and re-bandage the injured area.

After applying the medicine, Yuan Jing changed into clean clothes and went back to bed to rest.

Before I closed my eyes, I heard the sound of someone opening the door.

The footsteps were very familiar; it was the oak leaving and coming back.

"Princess?"

The corners of Yuan Jing's mouth relaxed, and then quickly tightened again the next moment.

"What are you doing here again?"

There was still some residual anger in the voice, which really sounded like a raccoon's pretended breathing.

He wanted to intimidate and teach the person a lesson, but was also worried that he would scare the person away, so he quickly lowered his voice again.

Liu Yao moved closer, walked around the screen, looked at the person half lying on the bed, and raised the tray in his hand.

"I'm here to serve you some brown sugar ginger tea. Princess, are you going to rest? Drink this before you rest. You'll feel better."

Yuan Jing looked at the steaming porcelain bowl, and his upper and lower eyelashes touched each other quickly.

“You made this?”

Liu Hao nodded, and Yuan Jing brought the red dates and ginger soup over and drank it all in one gulp.

It starts with a hint of ginger spiciness, which is then covered by a bit of sweetness that spreads up.

“Did you add sugar?”

Liu Hao counted on his fingers and said:

"Well, it contains ginger, red dates, and peppercorns. I was afraid it wouldn't taste good, so I added some brown sugar, which is said to replenish blood. After it was cooked, I filtered out all the other ingredients, leaving only a bowl of ginger tea."

No wonder he smelled some strange fragrance but didn't see any trace of peppercorns.

There are also many ingredients here that can replenish blood.

Women need to replenish blood during menstruation, and he also needs to replenish blood when he loses blood due to injury. The medicinal effect of tea is just right.

Yuan Jing pursed his lips, savoring the aftertaste of the tea in his throat, his eyes curved into a subtle crescent shape.

"Okay, give me the bowl. There's no rush for what I want to say, and it's just as well if you listen to it tomorrow, Princess. Princess, right now is the time when you need a lot of rest."

Liu Yao took the empty porcelain bowl and put it aside, then stood up, moved the pillow for Yuan Jing, and stood up again to tuck the corner of the quilt for him, as if he was taking care of someone's baby.

Yuan Jing had a dazed look in his eyes. He let Liu Hao do what he wanted, hiding his hands and feet in the quilt, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

He had never been taken care of like this by anyone, with considerate actions and caring and clear eyes...

Very strange, yet very warm.

Liu Yao tucked the quilt in for him and saw that his eyes were wide open in confusion, like a homeless child who had suddenly received a big bag of candy, which was heartbreaking.

She lowered her voice and said, "What's wrong? Can't sleep? I once learned a nursery rhyme when I was a child. If you don't mind, Princess, I will hum a part for you."

Yuan Jing nodded obediently.

Liu Yao began to hum the nursery rhyme from his memory, and as he hummed, he gently patted the quilt with his hands.

The force transmitted to the body through the quilt was very light, and Liu Yao's voice was clear and gentle, making people's consciousness begin to blur unconsciously.

Yuan Jing's mother passed away when he was still an infant, so he has almost no memory of that time, and his father is like that.

Later, when he trained his subordinates, no one would overestimate their abilities and care about him.

Only the prince consort.

Perhaps she would show this concern to anyone in this situation, but the consideration and warmth she felt made him miss it.

How could a man like him indulge in such seductive tenderness?

The voice in his head struck him, and Yuan Jing's eyes instantly became cold and clear, but when he turned his head, he saw Liu Yao's soft outline blurred by the candlelight.

It was hard to maintain that cold look any longer.

Injured people are much more vulnerable than usual.

Yuan Jing couldn't explain what feeling Liu Yao brought to him.

It is neither motherly love nor fatherly love, but that kind of safe, soft and dependable feeling.

It also makes people unable to control the feeling of wanting to indulge in it.

Yuan Jing closed his eyes and told himself to let it go for just a moment, just a moment.

Consciousness sank.