My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

Even though he was unable to move during that time and Wen Nuan had to observe his condition day and night, why was she still in the same room with him now? He couldn't ruin the girl's reputation. Feeling awkward, Shiyi was about to turn around and leave the room to spend the night elsewhere when the beauty on the small couch suddenly woke up.

"Eleven?" Wen Nuan called out to him. She had woken up when Eleven pushed the door open and entered. Seeing that he was stunned for a while and was about to leave, she reluctantly opened her eyes.

Eleven listened intently. This was the first time she had called him by his name, and it was different from how the Pavilion Master and other assassins in the Assassin Pavilion called him. It carried a gentleness he had never encountered before.

"Yes, it's me," he said in a deep voice.

"Rest after you've washed up; we still need to detoxify tomorrow," a warm, gentle voice said.

Upon hearing this, Eleven's mind went blank, and her face flushed red again: "Miss, I... I can make do outside for another night."

"There are many poisonous creatures outside."

"..."

"...Then...are there any other rooms here?"

"No." Wen Nuan shook her head, answering honestly, with a gentle and natural demeanor.

"..."

Finally, Eleven lay down on the small couch, while Wen Nuan, at his request, slept soundly on the only bed in the room.

Wen Nuan was quite carefree, sleeping comfortably while facing her target, while Shi Yi couldn't fall asleep at all. The air around him was filled with the scent of medicine and Wen Nuan's fragrance. His gaze involuntarily drifted to the woman lying on the bed not far away, and a flutter of emotion he hadn't felt in over twenty years arose in his heart.

He gazed intently at the woman's sleeping face, a sense of peace spreading throughout his body. He finally relaxed and fell into a deep sleep, enjoying a good night's rest. He, who was usually a light sleeper, slept soundly until dawn.

The two spent two days peacefully, but things went wrong on the last day when they were cleaning up the toxins.

Wen Nuan heard Eleven roar like a wild beast from inside the medicine barrel. She quickly went forward to check his pulse and found that the residual poison was backfiring and had begun to attack his nerves.

Eleven's face was contorted with rage, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked to be in great pain. He made claws with his hands, grabbed at something soft in the air, and then pulled it into the medicine barrel.

Wen Nuan couldn't see anything at that moment, and when he suddenly grabbed her wrist so roughly and forcefully, she fell headfirst into the hole.

"thump!"

Eleven had almost lost her mind. She hugged Wen Nuan and bit her shoulder hard, causing blood to gush out.

Before the warmth could arrive, the pain struck. He immediately slapped him away, channeling a gentle internal force into Eleven's body to soothe his restless heart.

"Wake up, Shiyi!" Wen Nuan called out in a warm voice.

Whether it was the medicinal effects he had just absorbed or the internal energy that Wen Nuan had channeled into him that awakened his senses, Eleven finally calmed down.

Another surge of blood and qi coursed through his body, and he vomited as he had in the past few days. This mouthful of black blood was even more terrifying and disgusting than before.

A glimmer of clarity appeared in Eleven's eyes. The remaining poison had been cleared, and his body felt completely relaxed. Only then did he realize the warmth of being in the medicine tub with him.

Her white clothes were soaked, her dark hair was half wet, and large patches of bright red color seeped out from her shoulders. Her tightly furrowed brows showed her worry and tension.

What had he just done?! Eleven was filled with remorse and self-reproach, the salty taste in his mouth still lingering, and Wen Nuan was still channeling his inner energy into him.

"Girl, are you alright?" Eleven asked.

Wen Nuan heard that his voice was normal and strong, so she immediately exhaled and stopped transmitting her internal energy.

"I'm fine." Wen Nuan shook her head. "The remaining poison has been cleared. You should take care of yourself first."

After saying that, Wen Nuan got up, covered the wound on her shoulder, and left. Her clothes were wet and sticky, making her very uncomfortable. The wound on her shoulder was throbbing. This blockhead really hurt when he bites!

Watching Wen Nuan leave with her shoulder in her hand, Shi Yi felt even more guilty. She quickly cleaned up the stain he had left behind, hurriedly put on her black clothes, and headed back to the hut with unease.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Wen Nuan sitting on the bed, her clothes half-undone, a corner of her white embroidered bodice peeking out, revealing a large expanse of alluring white skin, her beautiful figure fully displayed before his eyes.

Hearing his hurried footsteps and seeing that he was trying to escape again, Wen Nuan immediately called out, "Come here!"

Eleven stopped in her tracks, her back stiff, her face flushed, and her eyes darting around nervously: "Miss..."

"Apply the medicine for me," Wen Nuan said calmly.

Shiyi was stunned for a moment. When he saw the bloody wound on Wen Nuan's shoulder, he felt guilty and remorseful again. He then stepped forward and took the ointment that Wen Nuan handed him. He gently applied it to the wound and inevitably came into contact with Wen Nuan's warm skin. The skin was soft and delicate to the touch, unlike anything he had ever felt before. He remembered the softness he had held tightly when he was in a frenzy just now and suddenly felt a little greedy.

He considered himself a rough man, and from childhood to adulthood, he had only ever held daggers or sharp swords in his hands. Hearing Wen Nuan's slight gasp of pain, his hand trembled, and he moved even more gently.

"All done." A warm voice rang out.

Shiyi quickly withdrew his hand, a hint of reluctance rising in his heart.

"You've just gotten rid of the toxins, and you're already feeling mentally and physically exhausted. You should get some rest," Wen Nuan said warmly.

Shiyi responded softly and obediently lay down on the small couch as Wen Nuan commanded.

It was only then that he realized his heartbeat was abnormal, beating very fast. This only happened when he was severely exhausted during assassin training. Now, for some reason, his eyes fell on Wen Nuan lying on the bed. She was lying on her side, facing him, her petite figure curled up in a ball. Unlike her calm and composed demeanor during the day, she now appeared somewhat fragile under the pale moonlight. A protective instinct rose in Eleven's heart.

She turned over, trying to find a different way to sleep, but the movement aggravated her wound. In her sleep, she frowned slightly and groaned twice in pain. Eleven heard this and her heart tightened. She clenched her hands involuntarily.

The night passed in the torment of self-reproach during the National Day holiday, followed by a warm night and sweet dreams.

When she warmed up, she opened her eyes and was met with a blinding white light. She immediately closed her eyes, calmed herself down, and then slowly opened them. The familiar house was in front of her. The long-lost light filled Wen Nuan with joy. She had finally seen the light again!

Wen Nuan looked around and realized that Eleven was no longer in the house. She got dressed and went out of the room. The familiar smell of medicine was gone, replaced by a strong burnt smell. She quickly realized what was going on and headed to the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Wen Nuan asked. The smell of burning was stronger in the kitchen, mixed with some pungent smoke.

"I...I was cooking..." Eleven stammered, looking at the mess in the kitchen, he knew he must have done something wrong...

"Eleven..." You idiot.

A warm, somewhat helpless voice rang out. She was speechless, feeling sorry for her beloved little kitchen, which had suffered such hardship.

"..." Eleven turned his head.

When she saw Eleven's ferocious face, she was first stunned, then realized what was happening. Looking at the patches of ash on his face, which looked somewhat comical, she walked up to him as usual and said calmly, "Don't touch these things again."

Looking into his dimming eyes, she added, "I'm here."

Eleven's face immediately turned red, and the scars on his face became more obvious, like crawling worms imprinted on it. However, looking at his awkward little appearance, Wen Nuan found his ugly face somewhat cute.

Wen Nuan looked directly at him and smiled, "You can go out now."

When Shiyi met her eyes, she realized that her warm eyes were not as lifeless as usual, but instead sparkled with light, full of gentleness and amusement.

Bright eyes and white teeth are probably the perfect description for a woman like this...

but--

"Girl, you can see?" Eleven heard her own surprised voice ring out.

"Yes, of course. A few days ago, I accidentally got some medicine in my eyes, which caused me to be blind for a few days. What happened?" Wen Nuan said naturally, calmly recounting the story.

"It's nothing." Eleven's voice suddenly turned cold, as if he had suddenly reverted to his identity as an assassin, exuding indifference.

He walked past Wen Nuan with his head down, left the kitchen, and didn't say a word. He instantly exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

Warmly wondering, what happened to him during the National Day holiday?

She prepared breakfast and ate at the same table with Eleven; the atmosphere was silent.

“Your internal strength will recover in a few days, and I have a special ointment for your external injuries…” Wen Nuan broke the silence, but was interrupted by Eleven before she could finish.

"Miss, I am extremely grateful for your medical treatment these past few days. Once my martial arts skills have recovered, I will leave immediately so as not to disturb your life." Eleven uttered a long string of words in a cold voice.

Upon hearing this, Wen Nuan slammed the bowl down on the table, narrowed her eyes in obvious anger, and said coldly, "Do you know how many precious and rare medicinal herbs I used to save you? Do you think this is an inn? You're just going to leave like this?"

Would she let him go and allow him to meet the female lead?

Eleven was stunned, seeing her, who was always gentle and soft-spoken, angry for the first time. However, she still stubbornly insisted, "What does the girl want? Eleven will do as you please!"

"What do I want?" Wen Nuan seemed to laugh in anger. "From now on, you'll be my drug slave. You can leave whenever I get tired of you!"

"……it is good."

She turned and left. That blockhead, he's infuriating!

Unexpectedly, now that she could see him, this blockhead became unhappy. He even wanted to just pack up and leave. Had she saved him for nothing? Why did he choose to go down this awkward and idyllic rural life instead of enjoying this sweet and loving romance?