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

The man lying on the bed had woken up at some point. His long, black hair was disheveled, which made his pale face look even more ashen. With his eyes closed, he looked like a fairy in a painting, with a touch of broken beauty.

When he opened his eyes, he felt as if the sun and moon were shining brightly in his arms. His eyes were deep, and his gaze was intense and direct.

Wei Nanxun had previously said that Pei Yuyan was like the sun in the sky, unattainable. That was a metaphor for him in her past life, to her he was like the sun and moon. But in this life, she saw clearly that the man was not as bright as the sun and moon; he was a snake from a damp place, from which no one could escape.

But this pale, sickly man in front of her was the first person to make her feel warmth.

He was like the morning sun, seemingly gentle and bright, but anyone who has ever looked up at the sun knows that it shines brightly at all times, capable of scorching people to death. All his heat was hidden beneath his eyes.

Those eyes make people afraid to sneak around, revealing their truest selves.

Wei Nanxun realized she had said the wrong thing as soon as she opened her mouth. What was wrong with her? Even when she first met Pei Yuyan, she hadn't made this many mistakes.

She blamed the man for it all, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. He always woke up at such inopportune times, catching her doing things that aroused her imagination.

Her cheeks flushed an unnatural red, and she awkwardly withdrew her hands.

He awkwardly looked away and said, "You, you're awake."

She was already annoyed, so she didn't notice that the man's gaze had been subtly fixed on her slender neck. His hands, hanging by his sides, were slightly clenched, the veins on the back of his hands bulging. If she had been any closer, he might have already made his move.

Pei Ji's nerves were still taut. His gaze swept around quickly like a hawk before he slowly sat up, half-supported by the bed and leaning against the wall.

He didn't say anything, which made Wei Nanxun even more embarrassed, as if he had offered his warm welcome but was met with indifference.

I was about to throw down the cloth in my hand and leave, thinking that whoever wanted to serve others could do it.

But the other person actually struggled to sit up, which made her instinctively reach out to help.

Wei Nanxun: ...

Who knows?

She didn't want to help at all, but her body always reacted faster than her mind.

Since she had already done it, she might as well go all out. She helped him lean against the wall, frowned, and said disapprovingly, "You're so badly injured and have a fever. Why aren't you lying down? What are you doing moving around like that?"

Pei Ji has never liked having someone serve him personally, so this kind of injury is nothing special to him. He was just about to ask her to let go and stop touching him when he was scolded harshly.

Pei Ji, who had never been scolded like this by even his closest relatives in his life, was actually being scolded by a young woman today.

He didn't react in time and swallowed back all the words he was about to say.

She really is incredibly bold.

Wei Nanxun had no idea that she had just escaped death again. When she saw that he was awake but not speaking, she took off the handkerchief that was stuck to his forehead. The handkerchief, which had been soaked in the cold stream water, had become hot after being applied to his forehead for a while.

She went out and changed the water, then used the leaves to collect some clean water and came back.

Seeing that the man was still motionless, his anger subsided a bit. Oh well, why should he get angry with someone whose brain is about to explode?

He sat down again, handed him the water in a rather irritable manner, and roughly placed the handkerchief on his forehead.

"Drink water."

Pei Ji's gaze fell on the leaves. He remembered smelling this scent when he lost consciousness. Was it her feeding him water then?

He instinctively opened his mouth, and the cool, sweet stream water slid down his throat.

Finally, it quenched the thirst of the nearly dried-up well.

His voice was low and weak, carrying a sense of illness: "You saved me?"

Wei Nanxun thought he was a truly ungrateful wretch, and said somewhat irritably, "Who else would it be? You've asked that question twice already, did you hit your head or something?"

Pei Ji then recalled that he seemed to have opened his eyes in his hazy memory, but he was completely unaware of who he saw or what he said to them.

She really did save him.

Pei Ji finally raised his eyes and looked seriously at the woman in front of him.

She didn't look much better than him; her hair was disheveled, and she had many injuries on her body. Her clothes were stained so badly that their original color was no longer visible, and even the sleeves and hems of her clothes were uneven, making her look quite disheveled.

Only one face was clearly visible.

When Pei Ji met her eyes, he was slightly taken aback. No wonder her low, husky voice sounded familiar, and no wonder he didn't find her scent offensive and even felt a sense of familiarity with it.

It turns out this person was not a first-time offender, but a repeat offender.

An image involuntarily appeared in his mind: her wearing a pale yellow dress, her jade-like arms outstretched, tightly entwined around him.

He could even vividly recall the feeling of her fragrant breath, tinged with the scent of alcohol, brushing against his nose.

He almost strangled her again.

But she didn't recognize him.

Pei Ji was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, a kind of indescribable emotion swirling in his heart.

"Why are you not saying anything again? Are you really delirious from the fever?"

He remained silent, his eyes still closed, when he felt that icy hand press against his forehead. Before he could get angry, she murmured to herself, "It's so hot you could boil an egg in it. I hope it doesn't burn him into a dazed state."

Pei Ji wanted to reprimand him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed violently, and the hands moved to his chest and patted him gently.

"See? I told you you couldn't move around too much. You're so sick and you still won't listen."

disobedient?

Pei Ji coughed several more times, almost choking himself to death. In all his life, even when he was a child, his mother had never spoken to him in such a childish and coaxing tone. His face turned pale and then flushed, and his knuckles were so tense that they turned white.

If it weren't for the fact that his current state was really not suitable for talking, he would have shut the person in front of him up long ago.

"You should lie down quickly. I'll get you some more water to cool you down and treat your wound."

Without waiting for a response, she pressed the person back onto the bed, grabbed a handkerchief and a towel, and left with light steps.

Pei Ji helplessly discovered that the so-called cloth that had just been used to wipe his face was actually half of her sleeve.

Never mind, let's wait until his fever breaks before we talk about anything else.

Wei Nanxun brought back some wild fruits this time. The fruits were small and looked a bit astringent. She had already tasted them and they were not poisonous. They were just a bit bland and slightly sour. At this moment, in order to fill her stomach, she didn't care whether they tasted good or not.

On her way out, she had already mentally prepared herself, knowing that the person had been rescued and taken care of.

If she were to be bound by the distinction between men and women just because he woke up, wouldn't that only make her seem more guilty? She should just do what she thinks is right.

She fed him water, put the washed handkerchief back on his forehead, broke the fruit open, squeezed out the juice and dripped it into his mouth.

Pei Ji disliked sour and astringent foods. As soon as he tasted the sour juice, he felt a shiver run through his body, but he was too weak to move and could only watch helplessly as she stuffed the fruit pulp into his mouth.

"Why are you looking at me? Are you trying to thank me? No need for that now. Just lie still and don't move around, that's your way of thanking me."

Pei Ji's temple throbbed with emotion; he was truly grateful!

After feeding him water and fruit, she very naturally reached out and untied the other end of his tie, muttering to herself as she did so, "Don't misunderstand, I'm here to clean your wound, not to take advantage of you."

As they spoke, their clothes came undone completely.

What came into view was a mangled, bloody abdomen and a chest covered in wounds.

Wei Nanxun gasped softly, then felt it was impolite to say that in front of the injured person, so she offered a dry reassurance: "You look thin and hungry, but you're actually quite strong."

Pei Ji: ...