She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 113 - Its Over Jie Chen Has Picked Up Her
Chapter 113: Chapter 113: It’s Over, Jie Chen Has Picked Up Her Bad Habits
Chapter 113 -113: It’s Over, Jie Chen Has Picked Up Her Bad Habits
Xiang Ying smiled, “I know, so I was just being polite.”
Jie Chen released her with a cold expression, “I knew you were a heartless woman.”
Although his tone was cold, he obviously knew Xiang Ying was joking with him.
She was serious, not even afraid of Chen Jiang, for Jie Chen had witnessed her skills in the water.
Thinking of the word “skills,” he couldn’t help but also recall her earlier teasing.
Jie Chen’s ears reddened imperceptibly.
But just now, Xiang Ying had been pulled close by him, and now she was leaning on his shoulder unconsciously.
Feeling the warmth and softness of her body made Jie Chen feel as if he was near hot coals, sparking a heat throughout his body.
He shifted slightly to avoid her, his Adam’s apple bobbing, “Sit properly by yourself.”
Xiang Ying hadn’t noticed the change in his emotions, simply sitting up and crossing her legs.
She couldn’t resist asking, “So you do have a backup plan, right?”
Knowing Jie Chen, she thought it impossible for him to have been captured without a fight.
Jie Chen closed his eyes to compose himself, his voice hoarse for some reason, “No.”
Xiang Ying clicked her tongue, “Then it’s up to me to go to Chen Jiang.”
The two fell into silence.
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Outside, the sound of crackling torches echoed against the walls.
Jie Chen seemed to think of something and suddenly asked, “Before you were imprisoned, they didn’t torture you, did they?”
“No,” Xiang Ying replied, then suddenly realized, “Did they beat you?”
“No,” Jie Chen responded coldly.
However, Xiang Ying didn’t believe it.
Jie Chen must have thought she had been subjected to the same treatment as him to ask such a question.
She looked Jie Chen up and down, noticing that he was still wearing his usual black outfit.
The color of the cloth on his back seemed odd.
Xiang Ying reached out to touch it and found it was wet.
She immediately frowned and lifted his clothes.
Jie Chen frowned, “Let go.”
But Xiang Ying had already seen his wounds.
There were whip marks all over his back, at least seven or eight.
“Did they use military punishment on you?”
Jie Chen didn’t answer.
Xiang Ying, with her shrewdness, instantly guessed, “It was the Great General who beat you for securing my release, right?”
If it had been for the theft from the granary, Xiang Ying would have been punished before her imprisonment.
But she hadn’t been beaten, so the wounds on Jie Chen’s body must have been from securing her release before.
Jie Chen withdrew his hand, letting his clothing fall, his expression cold, “It doesn’t concern you.”
Xiang Ying pressed his hand, “It does. It’s summer now, letting these wounds be could lead to infection in a few days.”
“I happen to have a bottle of medicine with me; it was initially for my brother, but now I’ll use it to treat you. Don’t move.”
Jie Chen didn’t move anymore, letting Xiang Ying roll up his shirt.
The ferocious scars on his back were visible; she first used a cloth to dab iodine in the air, cleaning Jie Chen’s wounds.
Then she took out some hemostatic medicine, sprinkling it evenly over them.
Jie Chen suddenly asked coldly, “You’re not going to apply chili powder to me like you did to the Vice General, are you?”
Xiang Ying instinctively said, “No, you’re different from him.”
Right then, she heard Jie Chen’s cold laugh, as if he had already guessed she was behind it.
Xiang Ying wasn’t afraid of telling the truth, for she knew that Jie Chen, while seeming cold to her, was actually quite tolerant.
“How did you know it was me?”
“Common sense. There’s no one else in the army brazen enough to exact such vengeful acts except you.”
Xiang Ying pursed her lips, unwilling to accept it but ultimately conceding.
Jie Chen turned his head, his eyes dark and deep, “But I’m very curious, how did you manage to hurt him and also take all his belongings at the same time? Did you have an accomplice?”
Xiang Ying frowned secretly, intentionally applying a bit more force with her hand.
Jie Chen let out a restrained grunt of pain.
“I don’t have any helpers. I rely on myself. If you’re going to blame someone, blame him for being stung by the wasps and not being able to see.”
At that point, Xiang Ying leaned closer and whispered in Jie Chen’s ear: “Haven’t you said that everyone has their unexplainable reasons?”
“I’m not saying, and you better not ask.”
Jie Chen turned towards her, intending to speak, but unexpectedly, their lips lightly brushed against each other!
It was just a fleeting moment, and both were stunned.
They hadn’t expected this at all.
The next second, Xiang Ying and Jie Chen sprang apart like coils.
Jie Chen’s ears were burning and even in his usually cool, detached eyes, ripples appeared.
He seemed a bit annoyed: “Why did you get so close?”
Xiang Ying retorted: “Who knew you’d suddenly turn around!”
It was getting late, so both of them simply sat in separate corners to rest.
Xiang Ying was a bit sleepy and thus directly said, “I’m going to sleep.”
Soon after, indeed her even breathing could be heard.
Jie Chen glanced sideways at her curled-up figure, unsure of what to say.
She could sleep so peacefully, even though tomorrow the Great General might send word to drown them in the river. She truly wasn’t afraid at all.
Jie Chen slowly moved closer to her.
Following that, he also closed his eyes to rest.
In the middle of the night, Acid Scholar led his men into the cell and saw Xiang Ying lying next to Jie Chen.
And Jie Chen with his eyes closed, as if asleep.
Acid Scholar signaled his men to follow him out first.
Outside, his subordinate was puzzled: “Are we not looking after our master anymore? Weren’t we supposed to get him out tonight?”
“Don’t ask. I know the master won’t leave now. He must be planning to stay until tomorrow to face everything with Xiang Ying.”
Acid Scholar, having said that, shook his head and sighed, “We have followed our master for so long, yet we are not as perceptive as Skinny Monkey. We might actually end up having a real sister-in-law!”
A group of people came through the night and then went back under the moonlight.
The next day.
When Xiang Ying woke up, Jie Chen was already standing at the entrance of the cell, looking outside.
She moved her shoulders a bit. Since Jie Chen was beside her last night, she had not been able to take out bedding from her space to lay on the floor.
As a result, she woke up feeling sore all over.
After slightly loosening up, Xiang Ying asked, “Has the Great General sent someone over?”
Jie Chen turned back to look at her, his expression cold and impassive: “Are you still looking forward to being drowned in the river?”
Xiang Ying walked up to him: “I’m afraid that you would confess behind my back.”
Jie Chen pursed his lips and pulled back his gaze: “Someone will be here soon. Get ready.”
As soon as his words fell, a group of soldiers came over with keys, looking fierce and intimidating.
They unlocked the door and first freed Jie Chen from his shackles.
Seeing this, Xiang Ying frowned instantly: “If the Great General wants to drown someone, I’ll go. Don’t take him.”
She reached out to stop the others from taking Jie Chen away.
The soldiers looked up at her: “If you… if you don’t let us take off the shackles, how can we let you out?”
“Out?” Xiang Ying was taken aback.
She looked at Jie Chen, who was watching her with interest.
It seemed like he knew all along that they would be fine.
After the soldiers unshackled them and led them out, it turned out that they were indeed released.
They even said that the Great General had already caught the person who stole the grains.
Xiang Ying, looking at Jie Chen’s calm and cool demeanor, couldn’t help but ask: “Did you know we weren’t going to be in trouble?”
“Mm,” Jie Chen actually didn’t deny it.
Xiang Ying hands on her hips: “Then why didn’t you say so, and instead told me to get ready!?”
Jie Chen rarely smiled, glancing at her: “I told you to be ready to be let out. What’s the problem?”
Xiang Ying was at a loss for words, choked by his retort.
Has Jie Chen learned to tease on purpose from her?
He grasped her wrist: “Don’t just stand there, they’re waiting for us outside.”
