On the wedding night, she kissed the abstinent young commander and was caught

"Xianglan, is the wind blowing?"

In the middle of the night, Shen Chaoyan was awakened by the ghost-like howling wind outside. She looked out the window and saw that the rainstorm had arrived. The wind was howling past, and the branches outside the window were swaying in the wind and were ruthlessly torn down in an instant.

"Xianglan, close the window quickly." Shen Chaoyan saw that the rain was pouring into the house and hurriedly ordered.

"Yes!"

Xianglan responded and quickly closed the window, but...

Just as Xianglan closed the window, a huge force suddenly pushed it open.

"Ah..." Xianglan was startled and took two steps back, only to see Xiao Yun appear outside the window.

At this time, Xiao Yun's face was pale, rain kept dripping from the ends of his hair, his wet military uniform was tightly stuck to the ground, and blood was oozing from his shoulders.

"Young Marshal..." Shen Chaoyan was startled. He walked to the door in two or three steps, opened it and rushed into the rain. He was already beside Xiao Yun. With a distressed look on his face, he reached out to touch the wound on Xiao Yun's shoulder, but as if afraid of hurting him, he quickly pulled his hand back, "Come in!"

Shen Chaoyan pulled him into the house quickly and said, "Xianglan, Miying, go get a basin of hot water."

Seeing this, the two of them immediately got busy, boiling hot water and getting clean clothes.

Shen Chaoyan didn't even care about the injuries on her body. She went to the side, opened the wardrobe, and took out a new set of clothes.

It was a set of men's clothes, and it looked new.

Xiao Yun's face darkened.

"It's not Sun Wenyuan's, I prepared it for you." When Shen Chaoyan saw the man's expression, she guessed what Xiao Yun was thinking at the moment and quickly explained.

Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Since you came that night, I prepared it for you." Shen Chaoyan said in a low voice, her face slightly red, and she was a little embarrassed to look at Xiao Yun.

After she put the clothes down, she quickly unbuttoned Xiao Yun's shirt and her eyes fell on the wound on his shoulder. It looked like the mark left by a bullet, and the injury didn't look serious.

But Shen Chaoyan's eyes were still red and tears were falling down.

When Xianglan and Miying came in with hot water, they saw Shen Chaoyan crying. They lowered their heads silently, closed the door, and Miying brought the medicine box.

"Miss, please go change your clothes first. You are not well yet and you can't catch a cold again!" Xianglan said with concern.

"Give me the medicine box first!" Shen Chaoyan said.

Xiao Yun looked at the little woman who was soaked. It rained heavily tonight and she was soaked all over in just one go.

"Go change your clothes!" Xiao Yun said in a deep voice.

Her eyes were red, her body was trembling slightly, and she tried hard to suppress her inner worries.

"Go!" Xiao Yun said in a deep voice when he saw that she didn't move.

Shen Chaoyan looked extremely aggrieved, with tears streaming down her cheeks.

Seeing this, Xianglan quickly supported Shen Chaoyan and said, "Miss, Miying will take care of the young marshal's wound first. The young marshal is injured. If you get sick again, will the young marshal take care of you, or will you take care of the young marshal?"

Shen Chaoyan seemed to have finally understood what he said and nodded gently. Before leaving, she did not forget to tell Miying, "Be gentle."

"Yes!"

Shen Chaoyan then went to change clothes with Xianglan, but she also looked back again and again.

After reaching behind the screen, Shen Chaoyan no longer looked worried.

Xianglan was a little surprised when she saw Shen Chaoyan's expression changing faster than the weather...

Well, their young lady is acting again.

When Shen Chaoyan came out after changing clothes, Miying had just finished disinfecting Xiao Yun's wound. Shen Chaoyan immediately walked over and said, "Give it to me!"

Shen Chaoyan sat down next to Xiao Yun, took the medicine from Mi Ying's hand, and carefully treated Xiao Yun's wound. As if she was afraid that he would feel pain, she would look up at Xiao Yun from time to time and ask with concern, "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Yun frowned and looked at the little woman beside him. He saw her tears rolling down like pearls that had broken off the string.

Her heartache didn't seem fake.

She must be terribly in love with him!

Otherwise, why would she be so sad because of such a minor injury?

"Are you really so heartbroken?" Xiao Yun asked.

Shen Chaoyan glared at him unhappily and asked, "Were you assassinated?"

"Ok!"

"Where is the deputy general beside you? Where are the others? Why are you alone?" she asked repeatedly.

"Are you angry?" Xiao Yun said this nonsensically.

Shen Chaoyan blinked, and the tears in her eyes slid away.

Xiao Yun took a look, and his rough fingertips fell on her delicate face, gently wiping away her tears, and said, "I'll take you back!"

When Shen Chaoyan reacted, "No!"

"Looks like he's in a rage!"

Shen Chaoyan glared at him, "I know you're worried that I'll get hurt again if I stay at the Young Marshal's Mansion. I'm not that ungrateful, so I understand your intentions."

"Then why are you crying?" The man pinched her chin with his fingertips and looked at her with raised eyebrows. He was curious about how Shen Chaoyan would explain.

Shen Chaoyan turned away and didn't look at him, "I didn't cry!"

Seeing her stubborn look, the man chuckled and rubbed her delicate lips with his fingertips, but...

"how did you make it?"

Seeing the wound on her lip, Xiao Yun's face darkened. It was really an eyesore.

"I bit it accidentally," she said.

"How stupid!"

This can even make my lips look like this.

Shen Chaoyan snorted twice, as if she was dissatisfied with the man scolding her.

"Young Marshal, have you eaten dinner tonight? Do you want me to ask Xianglan to prepare some food for you?" Shen Chaoyan asked. Judging from Xiao Yun's appearance, he should have just come out of the army and had not returned yet.

"No need, I'm sleepy!"

"You can't not eat." Shen Chaoyan refused and glanced at Xianglan.

Xianglan hurried downstairs to prepare.

It was already midnight and there was nothing else at home, so Xianglan cooked a bowl of noodles.

Xiao Yun was indeed hungry. He had been busy in the army all day, had not had dinner, and had also encountered an assassination attempt.

When he finished eating and looked up, he saw Shen Chaoyan lying there, looking drowsy.

He stared at Shen Chaoyan for a while, and the little woman had become thinner.

She had been injured many times recently, and her spirits seemed to be a little low.

The man stretched out his finger and gently poked her cheek.

"Hmm?" Shen Chaoyan was puzzled and looked up at Xiao Yun in confusion.

Xiao Yun's lips curled up slightly, and he chuckled softly, "Go to bed."

"Are you leaving?" Her eyes fell on his face, her eyes full of reluctance.

"The rain hasn't stopped yet!" said the man.

Shen Chaoyan blinked, puzzled.

"No!" he said.

Shen Chaoyan's face lit up with joy, and the expression on her face turned from gloomy to bright. Her smile was like the most gorgeous flower in spring, blooming with boundless beauty; the corners of her mouth rose slightly, outlining a charming arc.

Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, is he really that happy?

At this time, Shen Chaoyan had already stood up, walked to the bed in three or two steps, climbed onto the bed, reached out and patted the place on the bed, and invited, "Young Marshal, let's go to bed!"