Forced to be a concubine? I turned around and married the scumbag's father.

Mu Junyan silently thought to himself, "No, not tonight..."

But his mind couldn't control his body. He pulled her into his arms, rolled over and pressed her down, and they became entangled together in a dizzying, chaotic way.

Suddenly, I felt a tactile stimulation from two cold arms on my back.

Gu Hua's hands had already slipped inside his shirt, reaching his back, where she felt the raised areas and gently pressed them.

Before Mu Junyan could recover from the passionate kiss, a sudden, sharp pain in his back made him groan.

Gu Hua immediately cried out in alarm, "You were injured! You lied to me!"

She quickly withdrew her arm, slipped out of his embrace like an eel, and climbed up his back on all fours. She pulled up his undershirt with both hands and stared at him in the moonlight.

His back was covered with crisscrossing scars, a shocking sight.

Her eyes immediately reddened, and she quickly turned around to light the candles. When she turned back, she was horrified by the hideous red and black lines of wounds.

She covered her mouth and began to sob quietly.

Mu Junyan froze, then turned around slowly with no other choice.

He joked, "Isn't it ugly?"

Gu Hua covered her mouth, not daring to cry out loud. The suppressed sobs turned into whimpers, and tears streamed down her face.

Mu Junyan sighed, straightened his clothes, and reached out to wipe away her tears, but he couldn't wipe them all away.

Helpless, he patted her head and said, "You little crybaby."

Listening to his doting words and looking at the man who had taken thirty lashes for her, Gu Hua felt both warm and aching.

She tried hard to suppress her tears, turning around to find the small medicine bag she had brought, sobbing, "Medicine, I'll put it on for you, put the medicine on."

Mu Junyan stopped her: "The medicine has already been applied."

"The medicine Shen Li gave me is the best," Gu Hua insisted.

The medicine Shen Li gave her was of course the best, but the quantity was small; it was reserved for her personal use.

"The medicines used in the army to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis and to heal wounds are the right ones. Otherwise, how could so many wounded soldiers recover quickly? Besides, I am the commander-in-chief. They are just going through the motions to make up the numbers. They are not really going to hurt anyone."

Gu Hua stared at him blankly, knowing that he had kindly lied to her.

With such deep wounds, how could he not have really hurt her?

Moreover, he didn't rest after his injury. He was busy all day and still made time to take care of her and cheer her up.

Gu Hua's heart clenched tightly; it hurt so much.

"Let me take another look." Gu Hua stubbornly insisted on climbing behind him.

Mu Junyan couldn't force her to stay, so he had no choice but to let her be.

Gu Hua knew before that he had old scars, but this one was new.

Seeing the dozens of whip marks crisscrossing his strong back, with the scabs just beginning to scabbed over and then reopening due to movement, bleeding and mixing with some dark medicine, was truly shocking.

Gu Hua knelt behind him, carefully lifting his inner garment. As she looked at it, large tears began to fall.

Mu Junyan was worried that she would find out and become anxious, so he applied very little medicine, but Gu Hua still smelled it.

In fact, these injuries were nothing to him, a veteran of countless battles. Besides, the soldiers who carried out the executions were indeed lenient. What looked terrifying were actually just superficial wounds that would heal quickly in a few days.

But when he heard the little girl crying uncontrollably behind him, he was at a loss.

He was most afraid of Gu Hua crying.

He doesn't know how to coax girls.

Mu Junyan sighed and said in a low voice, "It really doesn't hurt. I'm used to it. It feels about the same as when you scratch me."

Gu Hua's eyes were blurry with tears, and she paused.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed one or two scratches on my back...

Did she catch it?

Gu Hua's face flushed, and she quickly put down his inner garment, turned him around to face him, and glared at him with tears in her eyes: "If you must take these thirty lashes, I will go back to Juzhou and wait for you. Why do this?"

Mu Junyan looked at her with eyes full of affection, reached out and cupped her small face, wiping away the falling tears with his thumb.

"Because I can't bear to part with you."

He genuinely wanted to keep her for a few more days, but he was the head coach.

Therefore, he must be punished in public.

These thirty lashes were partly due to his selfish desire to keep her, and partly due to military discipline.

Last time, a general was also whipped thirty times for the same reason, and he must do the same.

Gu Hua's heart clenched painfully, and her tears fell even more fiercely.

She couldn't describe how she felt at that moment.

From the very beginning, she deliberately approached and seduced him, hoping to escape the Gu family and leave him to gain her freedom.

From the very beginning, she harbored selfish motives.

He knew this from the beginning, so he left her a divorce agreement, a document to formally become a legal wife, and property.

He thought of everything for her, and even though he felt he might not be able to come back, he wanted to protect her as much as possible.

A dignified first-rank duke would go to such lengths for a mere, insignificant woman.

But what did she do for him?

Gu Hua wiped away her tears, choking back sobs, "I shouldn't have stayed here, I'm leaving right now."

Mu Junyan laughed and said, "Now? I just took thirty lashes for you, don't you feel sorry for me?"

Gu Hua's heart clenched, and tears began to fall again.

Seeing the little girl's distressed expression, Mu Junyan couldn't help but pinch her cheek: "Little crybaby, it's not like it's a matter of life and death, why are you crying like this? If you're going to leave, it should be tomorrow morning."

What about life and death!

Gu Hua couldn't bear these words, and tears welled up in her eyes, but then he changed the subject.

"Tonight, aren't you going to properly thank your husband for taking the punishment for you?"

The hand that was pinching her cheek turned into a caress, and the rough fingertips rested on her moist lips.

Gu Hua saw the handsome man's burning gaze through her tear-filled eyes and was startled. She quickly slapped his hand away and jumped off her knees.

"You are hurt."

To my surprise, someone grabbed my ankle and dragged me back, and I heard them chuckle softly: "My injury is on my back."

Gu Hua struggled to crawl to the edge of the bed, anxiously repeating, "No, no, you'll bleed if you move."

"You don't need to use your back muscles."

Mu Junyan's voice was low and seductive. He used his hand slightly to pull up his underwear, revealing a fair and tender foot.

Gu Hua turned her head and glared at him angrily: "How could it be possible without using force from behind..."

As he spoke, his voice faded away.

His eyes, which should have been deep and stern, were now filled with ambiguous laughter, and the girl's face immediately turned red, her ears turning bright red as well.

Images from the short storybooks I read while learning skills immediately flashed through my mind.

Omg!

Embarrassing.

Gu Hua reached out to kick his other hand, but suddenly saw his smiling eyes furrow.

Startled, she dared not move and asked nervously, "Did you hurt your wound?"

Mu Junyan gave a soft "hmm," a hint of sorrow in his eyes.

Gu Hua's heart softened immediately, and she quickly crawled over and hugged his arm: "Want some more medicine?"

Mu Junyan suddenly scooped the person up and pulled him into his arms: "You are my cure."

Gu Hua instantly sat sideways on his lap, quickly pushing his shoulders with her hands, gritting her teeth in anger: "Don't move! Doesn't it hurt?"

Mu Junyan remained expressionless: "It hurts, it hurts terribly."

Gu Hua's heart was in turmoil. She quickly withdrew her hand from his shoulder, wanting to blow on it, but with such a large area of ​​injury, blowing wouldn't help.

She was frantic and at a loss: "What...what should we do?"

Mu Junyan's voice was magnetic and seductive as he gripped her waist with his large hand, pressing her tightly against his abdomen.

"Come... to ease my pain."

"Me?" Gu Hua looked bewildered.

How could she relieve his pain?