Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

However, this scene was particularly jarring to the eyes of a certain official's daughter.

She had come with her father to see the grand spectacle of the rising river; since they were standing far apart, they could enjoy the spectacle without any danger.

Who would have thought that such a capable and handsome man would appear, and she would fall for him at first sight.

Seeing that the dam was blocked, she took a handkerchief to the shore and stood among the lowly people she disliked, thinking that she would wait for him to come over and give it to him, hoping to start a good relationship.

Unexpectedly, the proud and aloof man didn't even bother to look at the shore, and flew directly to the Wangjiang Pavilion. What's worse, there was a woman there dressed in the same color as him.

The noblewoman who longed for the riverside pavilion was just an ordinary woman who admired him, but she happened to have chosen a nice place, and she certainly wouldn't catch his eye.

But he actually lowered his head and let her put the cloak on him, and it seemed that he even hugged her.

The noblewoman was furious. She ordered her men to find out who the two people were, especially the woman who dared to touch the man she had her eye on. She wanted her dead.

Chu Luo intended to hand him a clean handkerchief to wipe his hair, but when she saw his hands, covered in wounds and still bleeding, she asked with concern, "Are your hands injured? Are they serious?"

"It's nothing serious, just some minor cuts from the pebbles in the water."

Jin Wuchen didn't pay attention to the wound on his hand, and simply washed his hand with the clean water that Xingzhu handed him.

He tried to take the handkerchief from Chu Luo's hand to dry his hair, but Chu Luo, looking at his still-bleeding hand, said, "Let me dry it for you."

Jin Wuchen was taken aback, but seeing her earnest gaze, he replied with an "okay" and sat down on the stone bench next to her.

Chu Luo gently and patiently wiped him clean, which felt very comfortable.

Xingzhu was completely bewildered by what she saw. Her young master had never allowed anyone to touch his hair before.

She wondered if the young master was too tired today, so tired that he couldn't lift his hand and that's why the young mistress touched him.

It has to be said that she now idolizes the young master to an extreme degree.

Her young master is truly exceptional; he's both handsome and capable. She should refrain from speaking ill of him in front of the young mistress in the future.

After drying his hair, Jin Wuchen changed into clean clothes in the carriage. Like Chu Luo, he hated wearing wet clothes.

On the way back, Chu Luo wanted Jin Wuchen to rest, so they didn't ride horses but took a carriage instead.

Inside the carriage, Chu Luo used medicinal wine to clean Jin Wuchen's hand wounds and used a needle to remove the sand, stones, and thorns from them.

Jin Wuchen closed his eyes to rest, while Chu Luo looked at his wounds, which were of varying depths and were quite shocking. She treated them with extreme gentleness, afraid of hurting him.

Regardless of the depth of her wounds or the force of her movements, Jin Wuchen didn't even flinch.

Jin Wuchen said, "There's no need to be so careful."

Chu Luo's every move was under his watchful eye. In her eyes, such a small wound was made to look like a serious injury.

"The flesh here is all inside out. This medicinal wine is a bit spicy, so be careful to avoid discomfort. I'll bandage it for you after you wash it."

Chu Luo looked at the painful wound and couldn't understand how he seemed to be uninjured.

Looking at her tireless washing, Jin Wuchen figured that at this rate, she probably wouldn't be able to finish washing and rest by the time they got to the Jin family home.

He picked up the medicinal wine, poured it into a basin next to him, and immersed his hands directly in it, washing the wounds as if he were washing his hands.

To Chu Luo's astonishment, the medicinal wine in the basin was poured out of the car window, leaving her with no medicinal wine to wash herself with.

After drying his hands, he showed them to Chu Luo and said, "I'm all washed. You can rest now. No need to bandage them. Just apply Fei Zhiyou's medicine to these wounds, and they'll heal in no time."

"Did you bring his medicine? I'll apply it for you," Chu Luo asked, reaching out to get the medicine.

Seeing that she couldn't stay still, Jin Wuchen had no choice but to tell her that the medicine was in the medicine box in the carriage.

After washing her hands, Chu Luo used her fingers to apply the medicine to Jin Wuchen.

He knew why she treated him that way.

She was too kind and empathetic, easily feeling the pain of others. Now she felt even more indebted to him, even though he had already asked her for a favor.

"Chu Luo, one day you might be killed because of your kindness."

This seemed to be the first time Jin Wuchen had called her by name, and Chu Luo looked up.

He seemed to recognize the tone of his voice; having been reborn several times, he had many unpleasant memories mixed together.

She couldn't immediately recall which lifetime it was or who had said those words to her.

Chu Luo smiled and said, "I know, I won't die anytime soon, so I have to finish applying the medicine for you, right?"

She gently applied the medicine to his wound, her fair, delicate, and slender fingers lightly touching it.

Jin Wuchen didn't remind her that he actually had a jade spoon for applying medicine, and let her apply it for him with her hands.

Jin Wuchen wondered if this medicine had to be applied by hand, but he felt that the way Chu Luo applied it was much more comfortable than when it was applied with a jade spoon.

He discovered that his body did not resist her touch; in fact, he liked it.

Chu Luo was so engrossed in her work that she didn't even notice that Jin Wuchen was staring intently at her.

Chu Luo felt uncomfortable because a strand of hair was blocking her eyes, but she had medicine in her hand. She shook her head a few times, but it didn't help.

Jin Wuchen reached out his free hand and gently brushed Chu Luo's hair aside. This gentle touch startled Chu Luo, and her ears even felt a little hot.

Seeing her like this, Jin Wuchen felt a surge of mischief.

When Chu Luo finished wiping the last and largest wound, he grabbed Chu Luo's hand. He was surprised by the feeling when he grabbed her hand; it was small and thin.

"Oh, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Chu Luo's first thought was that it must hurt too much. When she was injured, her biggest fear was washing her wounds with medicinal wine. She didn't even notice that both of her hands were being held by Jin Wuchen.

Jin Wuchen answered almost unconsciously, "Yes, it hurts too much."

"This wound is too big, let me blow on it for you."

Chu Luo knew he was very good at enduring pain, and if he said it hurt, it must be unbearable, so she quickly bent down and blew on it for him.

Jin Wuchen felt inexplicably happy as he watched her actions.

"Is it any better?" Chu Luo asked him, looking up as she blew on the wind.

Jin Wuchen met her gaze and felt a pang of pity. He gave up on teasing her and nodded.

"Chu Luo"

"what happened?"

"I suddenly have something I want. Do you remember one of the requests you made to me?"

Jin Wuchen stared intently at her; his eyes were very beautiful, but Chu Luo dared not meet his gaze.

Chu Luo felt uneasy and scared, but she had indeed promised, so she mustered her courage and asked, "What do you want?"

Looking at Chu Luo's somewhat death-defying expression, Jin Wuchen almost laughed. He slowly said, "I want you... to make me some Shaoxing wine chicken."

Chu Luo's emotions were stirred by his deliberate pause.

After hearing what he said, she breathed a sigh of relief. He had done so much just to have her cook a dish. She had gotten a great deal in this transaction.

"You promised me you'd do something so big, and all you want is for me to make you yellow wine chicken just once?"

"Um"

If it were anyone else, Chu Luo would definitely think it was impossible, but Xing Zhu said that Jin Wuchen accepts gifts entirely based on his mood at the time, and anything is possible.

Chu Luo truly felt his specialness this time, and she had to admit it was kind of cute.

"I'll make it for you, not just once, but ten or a hundred times," Chu Luo happily agreed.

A gentle breeze lifted the carriage curtain, and Chu Luo couldn't help but sneeze.

"I'll take a good look at you when Fei Zhiyou comes back," Jin Wuchen said, noticing that Chu Luo's cold hadn't gotten better.

Is he coming back? When?

Chu Luo asked somewhat urgently, as she was about to tell Fei Zhiyou to come back quickly, as she needed to speak with him.

"Why are you so eager to hear that he's coming back?" Jin Wuchen asked, wondering when she and Fei Zhiyou had become so close.

Chu Luo didn't know how to answer for a moment. She and Fei Zhiyou were friends, and he had taken good care of her. It was normal for her to have some expectations.

"I need to ask him for advice, and besides, aren't we friends?" Chu Luo stated objectively.

After asking, Jin Wuchen added to Fei Zhiyou, "What do you need from him? He's good at making friends with girls, especially someone as naive and easily fooled as you."

Fei Zhiyou sneezed, and the sound reached the carriage.

Chu Luo happily lifted the carriage curtain, "You're back?"

Fei Zhiyou smiled brightly, "Yes, I'm back. Did you miss me, my beauty?"

Jin Wuchen looked disgusted. Fei Zhiyou was someone you couldn't mention; once you did, he'd appear faster than Cao Cao.