Appointing a General as a Concubine: Where Can General Xiao Escape?

Xiao Mo was shocked by the all-too-real expression on his face, and quickly asked him to stop and put his hands in front of him to relax.

Qi Minxiu did as he was told with a half-smile, but as soon as he loosened his hands, his clothes fell down, and his collar was half open, revealing his fair collarbone clearly in front of Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo blinked and looked away: "Does it still hurt now?"

"It doesn't hurt when you're relaxed." Qi Minxiu looked at Xiao Mo in front of him with an inexplicable expression. "Mo, I'm really terrible, right?"

Xiao Mo didn't understand why he suddenly asked her such a question in such a melancholy tone.

She looked into his somewhat hurt eyes and without thinking, she comforted him, "No, you're not bad."

"When you were away at war, I wrote to you every day. Actually, you must have been very annoyed, right?" Qi Minxiu lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see his emotions.

Xiao Mo stared at him blankly and answered seriously: "No."

To be honest, those letters brought an indescribable warmth to her boring and stressful life at that time.

It was for this reason that she took the initiative to ask to treat his leg injury, otherwise, with her personality, she would not take on such a job.

"If my leg can't be cured, I will report to my father and cancel our engagement." Qi Minxiu supported himself on the chair handles with his hands and lowered his head slightly.

I don’t know why, but seeing him like this, Xiao Mo felt a little bit reluctant.

She walked up to him and patted his shoulder gently: "Don't think too much, I will heal you."

Xiao Mo originally said this to encourage Qi Minxiu, but when the latter heard it, it meant that she was willing to be with him.

Feeling the force coming from his shoulder, Qi Minxiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Really?"

He slowly raised his head, his expression instantly returning to his original aggrieved look: "But having you running between the Prince's Palace and the Prime Minister's Mansion every day must have caused you a lot of trouble, right?"

"No." Xiao Mo answered concisely.

This gave Qi Minxiu an opportunity to exploit the situation and vent his anger: "You always give such perfunctory answers. Is it because I'm a prince, so you don't want to discourage me?"

"No." Xiao Mo couldn't help but frowned, but when she looked into Qi Minxiu's eyes, she had a different feeling.

He blinked imperceptibly, sighed, and turned his face away: "Don't come tomorrow. I know I'm annoying. The reason why so many people are nice to me is because of my identity."

He sounded extremely aggrieved, and a strong sense of guilt arose from Xiao Mo's heart.

But she didn't do anything, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with what she said. Why did he act like this?

How else could she answer the questions he asked except "no"?

Seeing Qi Minxiu's extremely depressed mood, Xiao Mo could only walk up to him helplessly: "No, I..."

She wanted to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say.

From an angle where she couldn't see, Qi Minxiu could barely suppress the corners of his mouth. "Then why can't you even touch me? You've already touched my skin when you were inserting the needle, but you're unwilling to help me straighten my collar or fasten my belt."

So it was because of this! Xiao Mo lowered her eyes and looked at Qi Minxiu, and suddenly understood why he was suddenly depressed.

He was originally a young man as high-spirited as Prince Jin, and was as good as Qi Yue in riding, archery and gunplay.

But now he has become a disabled person. Not only can he not stand up and walk, he can't even do the simplest things.

He must have felt this kind of huge gap and frustration often, so he didn't come to Qinshan for three years.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo's eyes showed even more pity.

She bent down, gently lifted Qi Minxiu's collar and folded it neatly in front of his collarbone, then walked behind him, put her arms around his waist and tightened the belt back little by little. After tying it, she also helped him straighten out the wrinkles.

Qi Minxiu had been letting Xiao Mo grope his body silently, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Don't ever think like that again. You're fine. Don't underestimate yourself. I'll do my best to heal you."

"What if it can't be cured?"

Xiao Mo stood behind him, looking at the top of his head with a determined look: "If it can't be cured, keep treating it."

She thought that what he wanted was her attitude. The words "I will keep treating him" would probably make him happier than "I will definitely cure him."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Qi Minxiu finally couldn't hide his smile and looked up at Xiao Mo: "Then on the day my leg injury heals, I will go and ask father to grant me the marriage."

Xiao Mo didn't expect him to say this suddenly, and her hand on his shoulder involuntarily loosened.

Feeling the force dissipating from his body, Qi Minxiu suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, but seeing that Xiao Mo did not respond, he did not say anything more.

Xiao Mo walked over to him, squatted down, and checked the needle on his leg: "Well, it's almost time."

After saying that, she pulled the silver needles out of Qi Minxiu's legs one by one.

Looking at Xiao Mo's serious face, Qi Minxiu felt so sweet in his heart. His A Mo was so good, how could she marry a paralytic?

It's true that he really wants to be with his Amo, but he has to return to his original self to be worthy of his Amo.

"Okay, I'll go get the medicine." Xiao Mo's voice interrupted his imagination.

Qi Minxiu smiled and followed her figure, his eyes moving: "Well, go ahead."

After getting the medicine back, Xiao Mo first gave Qi Minxiu a massage. Although there was clothing between them, she couldn't help but tremble when her hand touched his thigh.

Qi Minxiu seemed to be very pleased with her reaction and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Xiao Mo's ears were clearly red, but she pretended to be calm: "Pinching like this can activate the tendons and veins. You can do it yourself when you have nothing to do."

After saying that, she put her hand away and took the black medicine paste beside her and spread it evenly on Qi Minxiu's knees.

Halfway through applying the medicine, Shen Hanzhou's voice suddenly came from the door: "Miss, the second young master of the Lu family wants to see you."

Xiao Mo was a little confused by his voice appearing here, but after hearing his words, she felt it made sense.

The second son of the Lu family? Xiao Mo and Qi Minxiu both looked towards the door.

Two days ago, Xiao Mo saved the young lady of the Lu family on the street. I guess this second young master must be the brother of that young lady.

Xiao Mo paused for a moment, then turned back to continue what she was doing: "Well, you go back first, I'll be back soon."

Qi Minxiu looked at her blankly, frowning in confusion: "Do you know the second young master of the Lu family?"

Xiao Mo did not grow up in the imperial city. Although she came back last year, she spent most of her time outside. When did she meet Mr. Lu?

"I don't know him." Xiao Mo replied casually.

Qi Minxiu, however, was somewhat skeptical of her words: "If he doesn't know you, then why would he want to see you?"

Xiao Mo understood the meaning behind Qi Minxiu's words and patiently explained, "A few days ago, I saved a young lady on the street who was nearly hit by a frightened horse. This Mr. Lu should be her brother."