My elder sister forced me to become a concubine; I was reborn and remarried into the emperor's

Wei Nan felt a sudden heat rise within him, his entire body burning from his fingers to his whole body.

How long has it been since she's been so intimate with a man? Even when she was very close to Pei Yuyan and he held her captive, she didn't feel ashamed, only angry and regretful.

But now she felt an indescribable shame, like the illusion of being in contact with someone's skin when she was under the influence of an aphrodisiac.

Moreover, the cross is connected to the heart, and the lips and tongue are extremely private areas, which made her feel ashamed no matter what.

She tried to pull her finger out, but the sleeping person licked a trace of water and seemed to have grasped a lifeline. He wouldn't let go and kept sucking, actually trapping her finger so she couldn't move.

Wei Nanxun's face turned bright red. She never imagined that saving someone would put her in such a precarious situation. She was truly helpless.

"You, let go!"

He bit her fingertip lightly, not too hard, not too hard. It didn't hurt, but it was a little itchy, a tingling sensation that made the already hot weather even hotter.

Wei Nanxun, who had just wiped herself down, found her back covered in fine beads of sweat again. She was incredibly annoyed; if she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have been so kind as to save the person.

With no other choice, she could only endure the shame and stuff the leaf between his upturned lips and teeth. The sweet stream water slid down the leaf into his mouth, and her fingers were finally saved.

With her face flushed, Wei Nanxun ran back to the stream as if fleeing, washing her fingers countless times before finally stopping.

Oh well, since that person is unconscious and doesn't know anything, no matter how embarrassing it is, only she knows.

The problem now is that his temperature is too high. Even if she leaves to look for him, she has to wait for his fever to break first, otherwise he will eventually die from the fever if this continues.

We've already saved him, we can't just stand by and watch him burn to death.

Wei Nanxun sighed softly, tore off half of her sleeve, and soaked it in the stream.

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In his half-dreaming, half-awake state, Pei Ji would occasionally hear the rustling of leaves in the wind, the noisy chirping of birds, and a woman's soft voice that kept babbling in his ear.

He likes quiet and is most annoyed by people talking incessantly, disturbing his peace.

Strangely enough, the sounds that I usually find most annoying actually have a somewhat soothing effect on my ears this time.

He couldn't hear what she was saying, but he felt comfortable. Whenever he was about to drift off to sleep, he would be awakened by her soft whispers.

It made him want to wake up and see who was in front of him.

But he was seriously injured, his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and no matter how many times he tried, he could not open them, and he had to fall into endless darkness.

Until he felt drops of sweet rain fall on his lips, and a clear spring flow into his tongue, he had never been so thirsty, and so eager for water.

He felt it wasn't enough and wanted more. He kept sucking, but the cool, sweet spring was retreating. He instinctively wanted to keep her.

Although water has replaced it, what he still misses is that initial refreshing moisture.

He heard faint, disordered footsteps approaching, the sound of footsteps on dry branches particularly clear. Then, shadows enveloped him, and a relaxing scent of grass and trees wafted over.

Aside from that accident, he had never let anyone get this close before.

In a daze, damp fingers brushed aside his hair, and a cool, damp cloth gently wiped his cheeks, bringing him a sense of relief and coolness...

I don't dislike it at all; on the contrary, I find it quite comfortable.

As she got closer, Wei Nanxun noticed that the man also had injuries on his face, and there was blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He looked much older than her. He must have been burning up with fever; his brows were furrowed, and even though his lips had been moistened with water, they were still severely chapped.

How could a scholar of considerable age be so badly injured and fall so hard at the foot of the mountain?

Wei Nanxun didn't have time to guess what other people had gone through. She simply wiped the wounds on his face very gently, and then covered his forehead with a wet handkerchief, trying to cool him down.

As the grime on her face was wiped away, a smooth face was finally revealed.

I had only caught a fleeting glance before, but now I can finally see this person's true face.

Wei Nanxun wanted to retract her opinion that he was a weak scholar. His face was long, his eyebrows were sharp and heroic, his nose was high and his lips were thin. She had seen his eyes before, which were deep and charming.

He also had a perfect jawline; his face was so angular that almost nothing was superfluous. He seemed to be God's favorite; she had never seen a more perfect man.

Even Pei Yuyan couldn't compare. No, they were completely different in appearance. Pei Yuyan was gentle and refined, always wearing a smile, with all his darkness hidden in his eyes. But the person before him was heroic and strong, exuding masculinity.

Even though she had never met or gotten to know this person, she felt that he must not be a bad person.

Even for the sake of his face, she had to let him live.

His fever had progressed to this point, and the exposed wounds alone were already quite severe, not to mention the fact that his waist area was still oozing blood.

In this weather, any wound will definitely fester if left untreated. Even the spot where she was injured by tree branches and stones yesterday has already become infected overnight, so his must be even more serious.

In her previous life, Pei Yuyan would go to the training ground every few days to ride horses and practice martial arts. Wei Nanxun had learned how to treat wounds. Although there are differences between men and women, this was a matter of life and death. Since she intended to save people, she should not be bound by such rules.

Her fingers tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again, and finally, as if she had made up her mind, she placed them on the belt on his side.

As she gently pulled it open, her long gown came undone, and a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Wei Nanxun looked down in surprise, only to meet those deep, dark eyes.

Their eyes met, and her mind went blank. For some reason, she suddenly felt guilty, like a thief had done something wrong. Without thinking, she blurted out, "You, you don't misunderstand, I'm not trying to take advantage of you."