Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

When Tao Yao and Lu Che returned to Uncle Tu's house, the lights in the house were off, and everyone must have gone to bed.

In order not to wake up Uncle Tu and Aunt Xing'er, Lu Che kindly carried Tao Yao back to a bedroom that Aunt Xing'er had specially cleared out for them, and carefully placed her on the couch.

"Go to sleep. It was very windy when we got back today. You might have caught a cold from the wind. If you feel uncomfortable, just call me."

As Lu Che gave the instructions, he tidied Tao Yao's bedding and immediately went to find new gauze and ointment to change Tao Yao's dressing.

Lu Che took care of everything that needed to be done. Tao Yao had nothing to do, so she could only sit there and stare at him, watching him busying himself for her. She couldn't help but think of what they had just said by the Chishui River. She felt sad and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

On the way back, Lu Che deliberately avoided mentioning those things, but Tao Yao knew that he actually cared about her stance.

Tao Yao asked herself, looking at such a young man in his prime, who was willing to pay for a blood debt with blood for a cause that he could not control, she naturally felt pity and compassion in her heart.

But for Lu Che, these feelings of reluctance and pity are nothing compared to these blood feuds.

Perhaps even Lu Che himself didn't know what kind of attitude he wanted from Tao Yao.

So, he would rather escape and say nothing.

Lu Che placed all the gauze and ointment he had prepared on the couch, squatted down beside it, and said to Tao Yao, "Stretch out your legs."

"Uh... well, I'll do it myself..."

Tao Yao's cheeks suddenly turned red for no apparent reason, and she involuntarily pulled her legs and feet into the quilt.

Desert men are uninhibited and naturally don't understand the differences between men and women. Seeing Tao Yao's hesitation, Lu Che still didn't realize there was anything wrong with it. He even boldly stepped forward and pulled Tao Yao's legs out from under the blanket, forcibly pulling her trouser legs up.

Lu Che's movements were so rough that Tao Yao couldn't help but gasp. Hearing Tao Yao's "hiss," Lu Che realized he'd been a bit rough. He looked up with an apologetic smile and asked, "How is it? Did it hurt?"

"No, no..." Tao Yao felt the heat on her face not only linger but intensify, burning her senses to the point where she couldn't even speak clearly. "Um, this isn't appropriate, Lu Che."

"What's inappropriate?"

Lu Che had no idea why Tao Yao, who was usually carefree, was now so shy and timid, staring at her injured foot.

The trouser legs had been pulled up slightly, revealing half of her slender, fair calves. Taoyao's socks clearly didn't fit her feet, hanging loosely on them, and she was afraid they would fall off if she pulled.

Tao Yao grabbed the corner of the quilt and quickly pulled it to cover her calves again. She said shyly, "Well, don't you know? In the Central Plains, there is a rule that if a man looks at a woman's feet, he is responsible for her."

"Huh?" Lu Che scratched the back of his head, seeming to understand but not quite. He said, "What's the big deal? I'm your brother, so I'm naturally responsible for you."

Tao Yao's face flushed even redder with anxiety, and she interrupted him hastily, "Oh! That's not what I meant by responsible."

Lu Che's mind was truly straightforward, without a single twist. Even though Tao Yao's face had burned like a monkey's butt, he remained like a piece of wood that couldn't be awakened. He stared blankly and straight at the bulge raised by Tao Yao's toes on the quilt, asking questions seriously and sincerely.

"what does that mean?"

"That's right...that's right..." Tao Yao didn't know why she felt guilty, and her voice was thinner than a mosquito's: "If a man sees a woman's feet, he must marry her..."

Lu Che naturally didn't hear what she was mumbling, so he simply dragged her out from the corner of the bed, lifted the quilt, and deftly rolled up her trouser legs to her thighs.

"Hey! Didn't I tell you? Why are you still..." Tao Yao shouted nervously, but immediately shrank back, unable to continue with the rest of the words.

Lu Che expressionlessly untied the bandage on her knee and carefully cleaned the blood scab from the wound while saying, "What did you say? Your voice was too soft, I didn't hear clearly."

Tao Yao was a little annoyed, as if a nameless heat was rushing through her chest, forcing her to instantly throw away all the embarrassment and shame. She said frankly, "There is a rule here in the Central Plains that if a man looks at a woman's feet, he must take responsibility for her and marry her."

She unconsciously raised the volume of the three words "I want to marry her". For a moment, she clearly saw that Lu Che's ears instantly burned red from the base to the back of his ears.

Lu Che was cleaning her wound with his head lowered, his long bangs covering most of his face. For some reason, Tao Yao felt a pity that she couldn't see the expression on his face.

Tao Yao thought that Lu Che would be embarrassed and would just keep silent and get by as usual, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly say something the next moment.

"If that were the case, we would have broken this rule long ago."

Tao Yao frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Lu Che raised his head, gave her a wicked smile, and said, "When you were a kid, you played barefoot in the desert sand every day. I've seen it at least a hundred times."

Tao Yao snorted coldly, pouted, and said, "What happened in childhood doesn't count."

"Yeah." Lu Che replied jokingly, "Now, does it count?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already grasped Tao Yao's injured foot in his palm and pulled it gently to take off the socks.

Tao Yao quickly replied, "It doesn't count."

Lu Che laughed as if he had succeeded.

"When I checked your wound earlier, you didn't seem embarrassed at all."

As he spoke, he cleaned the wound on her foot, tore off a piece of bandage from the side, held it in front of Taoyao's wound, and compared the length left and right, saying, "You can put on the bandage now."

Tao Yao then realized that the blood scabs on her knees and feet had been cleaned beautifully. Assassins are different. Treating wounds is a daily routine for Lu Che, so cleaning the blood scabs and changing the dressing for Tao Yao was a breeze, quickly replacing the new dressing.

Seeing Lu Che meticulously wrapping the bandage, Tao Yao breathed a sigh of relief and laughed awkwardly. Trying to lighten the mood, she jokingly said, "Haha, this guy still can't get sick. Once he gets sick, everything becomes inconvenient."

"Yes." Lu Che sorted out the medicine bottles, jars, and remaining bandages and put them back into his bag. He added, "Don't worry. I will take good care of you until your legs and feet are fully healed."

"Uh..." Tao Yao was speechless for a moment, and could only respond: "Well, thank you very much."

Lu Che replied, "We are brother and sister, why should we say thank you or not?"

Seeing him carrying a blanket and about to walk out the door, Tao Yao hurriedly asked, "Lu Che, where are you going?"

Lu Che turned around and said, "I'm going to sleep in the woodshed next door. It's getting late, you should get some rest too."

Tao Yao suddenly realized that Aunt Xing'er had only left this room for them, and there must have been some misunderstanding.

Thinking of this, Tao Yao's face quickly turned red again. Fortunately, Lu Che had already closed the door and left, so he didn't see the embarrassed expression on Tao Yao's face.