Exile with Storage Space: Family Fortunes in the Barren Lands-Chapter 601 - 559: Helping You Get Dressed (1)

Seeing him unresponsive, Li Yuwen kicked him again, "You say your heart is only for me, but you won’t even warm my hands and feet. Hmph! Clearly, you’re just pretending."

She turned over, giving Pei Shenyan her back.

The quilt was already small, and with her turning and rolling, she pulled most of it over to her side from Pei Shenyan.

Half of Pei Shenyan’s body was exposed. He tried to pull back the quilt but couldn’t, "Yu Wen, I have no quilt."

Li Yuwen ignored him.

Pei Shenyan could only move over.

But Li Yuwen flipped back over, burrowing into his arms, slipping her hand into his clothing, "Warm me."

Pei Shenyan was teased until he was blushing, "Yu Wen..."

"Sleep, don’t move unnecessarily." Li Yuwen tugged the quilt towards him, snuggling closer to him like an octopus, wrapping him tightly.

Pei Shenyan, "..." Obviously, she was the one moving; how dared he move? "Yu Wen, sleeping like this..."

"It’s warmer this way." Li Yuwen nuzzled her head into his chest.

Her hair brushed against his chin, distracting him.

Pei Shenyan was speechless. She was warming up, but he felt like he was being roasted by the fire she stirred up.

In the first half of the night, they each slept on their own side, but the quilt never got warm.

Now lying together, their body heat warmed the quilt, Li Yuwen inhaled Pei Shenyan’s scent and listened to his heartbeat, and soon fell asleep.

Pei Shenyan, however, couldn’t sleep.

He dared not move, afraid any movement would wake Li Yuwen and neither of them could sleep.

So he had to stay in one position, one arm inside the quilt holding Li Yuwen, the other arm outside wrapping around her head.

As a result, by the next morning, not only could Pei Shenyan not walk on his right foot, but his right arm was also stiff and wouldn’t move.

Li Yuwen, who had slept soundly through the night, woke up and tried to get him out of bed with her.

Pei Shenyan clutched his stiff right arm with a low exclamation, "Ouch."

Li Yuwen was shocked, "What’s with your arm? Is it a stroke?"

Pei Shenyan sighed, "It’s numb from sleeping."

Li Yuwen laughed, pounding the bed, "Didn’t you say you like to sleep straight and laid-flat? How did you end up numb sleeping like that?"

Pei Shenyan didn’t expose her, just laughed along.

Li Yuwen was in a good mood today, patted his shoulder and said with a laugh, "Just lie down, I’ll dress first, then help you dress."

With her good mood, Pei Shenyan was also in high spirits, "Okay."

The emotions between them when they were together were often inexplicable.

As long as they let go in front of each other once, there would be no more reservations in their interactions.

Last night was the first time they shared a quilt and cuddled; Li Yuwen was no longer awkward or averse when facing Pei Shenyan.

She glanced back at Pei Shenyan with lips curving in a smile, picking up clothes to put on one by one.

Pei Shenyan lay in bed, just watching her, his gaze gentle.

He was reminiscing, from when did Li Yuwen start not disliking him anymore?

At first, she got angry just at the sight of him. Later, she could talk to him calmly and accepted his gifts.

Of course, she never took them for free, always giving something in return.

He gave her a cloak made of purple fox fur, and she sent back a mink hat and a jacket, saying she never accepts men’s gifts for free, there must be an exchange.

But he knew, while in the Capital, she didn’t just refuse to take them for free, she wouldn’t even look at men’s things.

Later, he was allowed to dine with her, and she accepted his fashion advice.

Later still, he was allowed to help dress her hair and makeup.

One day, when she caught a cold and complained of a headache all night, he sat by the bed rubbing her temples and she didn’t drive him away.

When she had a fever and deliriously called his name, he leaned against the bedhead holding her hand all night, and she didn’t object.

And then there was last night and today.

As Pei Shenyan lost himself in his memories, Li Yuwen was already dressed and had done her hair.

She walked to the bedside to help Pei Shenyan up, "I’m ready, now let me help you dress."

Pei Shenyan watched her with a slight smile, "Okay."

Li Yuwen helped Pei Shenyan off the bed, took his clothes from the rack, and dressed him piece by piece.

Having never waited on anyone before, Li Yuwen was flustered and hurried.

Which clothes should go inside or outside, she had no idea.

Pei Shenyan had to guide her.

Following Pei Shenyan’s instructions, Li Yuwen got him dressed properly.

Then came time for hair-styling. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Li Yuwen sat Pei Shenyan in a chair, took her sandalwood comb, and began to comb his hair.

"I don’t know how to style men’s hair; can you make do?" Li Yuwen took out a bronze mirror she brought and handed it to Pei Shenyan.

His left hand was still nimble.

Pei Shenyan picked up the mirror, looking at himself and Li Yuwen, chuckled and said, "A man’s hairstyle can be casual, just do as you see fit."

Doing as one sees fit is easier said than done.

Li Yuwen had to try her best to recall how Pei Shenyan usually styled his hair, and based on memory, she styled his hair into a bun.

Li Yuwen scrutinized Pei Shenyan, realizing it wasn’t as good as he usually did it himself.

Always competitive, she blushed and said, "Don’t laugh at me, this is my first time styling a man’s hair.

A woman’s everyday hairstyle just needs to be neat rather than messy, but a man’s hair bun, for those with a bit of status, is styled neatly, without any loose strands.

So, you need to apply hair oil and tie it tightly and neatly, which requires skill.

Li Yuwen’s hands weren’t very strong, unable to tie it tightly, making Pei Shenyan’s bun looser than usual.

She had done her best and couldn’t tie it tighter.

"If you think it’s not good, call Fusheng to style it for you," Li Yuwen suggested after thinking.

Pei Shenyan raised the small bronze mirror, looked at himself with a slight smile, "Not bad, Fusheng isn’t as good as you."

Li Yuwen had high expectations; although many men admired and pursued her in the Capital, only a few caught her eye, and he was the first whose hair she styled.

Pei Shenyan was pleased, how could he feel discontent?

But Li Yuwen was competitive and shyly said, "Wear a hat, it’s windy outside today, and the weather is cool."

Thinking of this idea, she rummaged through her luggage and found the scholar’s cap Pei Shenyan usually wore, and placed it on his head.

This way, the bun was covered.

Pei Shenyan nodded satisfactorily, "This attire is great, thanks, Yu Wen."

Li Yuwen cleared her throat lightly, "It’s late, I’ll call Cui Xi to bring hot water for washing."

Pei Shenyan agreed with a smile, "Alright."

Li Yuwen opened the bedroom door; outside, the maid on night watch, Cui Xi, was already neatly dressed, talking with Pei Fusheng in the yard.

Li Yuwen called to her, "Cui Xi, bring hot water, the young master is up."

"Got it, young mistress," Cui Xi replied crisply.

She turned back, surprised, looking towards the bedroom, then went to the east courtyard to find the Wei Family.

Strange, it used to be the young master who asked her to fetch hot water, why did it change to the young mistress today?

After Li Yuwen and Pei Shenyan finished freshening up, the Wei Family brought breakfast.

Wei San and Wei Dalang’s wife came.

Wei Dalang’s wife knew about last night’s events; her face was awkward, cautiously smiling in front of Li Yuwen and Pei Shenyan.

Wei San, however, was calm. After she placed breakfast on the table, she nodded to Pei Shenyan and Li Yuwen, "Eat slowly; my elder brother left before dawn on a mule to invite Mrs. Pei’s third sister from the Li Family. Considering the time, they’ll be here after breakfast."

Pei Shenyan didn’t speak, only nodded.

Li Yuwen glanced at him and said, "Got it."

Wei San and Wei Dalang’s wife said nothing more and left together.

Wei Dalang’s wife’s expression was normal; Wei San remained calm. Did she really not know about last night’s events?

Li Yuwen thought for a moment and decided that when Li Yuzhu arrived, she’d ask her to check Wei San’s condition.

Though the Wei Family claimed Wei San wandered due to illness, and she trusted Pei Shenyan wouldn’t take interest in Wei San, Wei San’s frequent visits could stir rumors unfavorable to Pei Shenyan.

As soon as they finished breakfast, the Wei Family indeed brought Li Yuzhu over, accompanied by the inseparable Mu Yuanxiu.

Li Yuzhu smiled and nodded at Li Yuwen, "Sister, I heard brother-in-law hurt his foot. I came right after breakfast."

Li Yuwen pulled Li Yuzhu into the bedroom, "I’ve been waiting for quite a while; come quickly and have a look."

Mu Yuanxiu and Wei Dalang followed inside to see Pei Shenyan.

"It’s just a slight sprain, not serious, Yu Wen is just worried," Pei Shenyan said, smiling apologetically when he saw Li Yuzhu and Mu Yuanxiu arrive, "Isn’t this delaying you?"

"We really have nothing else; brother-in-law’s foot is the most important," Li Yuzhu replied with a smile.

Wei Dalang also quickly added, "Yes, yes, it must be treated well."

Pei Fusheng had already removed Pei Shenyan’s shoes and socks, placing his foot on a stool.

Li Yuzhu reached out to press on the back of Pei Shenyan’s foot.

Pei Shenyan immediately cried out in pain, "Ouch."

Mu Yuanxiu frowned, "Yuzhu, brother-in-law’s foot seems quite seriously injured."

Li Yuwen’s expression quickly changed, "Ah? How serious is it? How long does he need medication? How long to recover?"

Li Yuzhu glanced at Li Yuwen, then at Pei Shenyan, who was staring directly at her, shook her head and sighed, "At least a month or more. Quickly, a month, slowly, three months; after all, it’s a foot injury, if not rested well, he’ll limp in the future."

Pei Shenyan lightly curled his lips.

Li Yuwen’s expression, however, gradually changed.