The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control-Chapter 231 - 230: Do You Need to Take Everything Off?
Xie Yunzhen wanted Mingzhu to care about him.
But he didn’t want her to cry.
He hurriedly said, "It’s just a flesh wound. My skin is tough, it doesn’t hurt."
Ji Mingzhu didn’t believe his comforting words.
The tear in his clothes was so big that one could imagine he must have lost a lot of blood at the time.
Everyone would feel pain.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the sour and bitter emotions.
Mingzhu held up the clothes; the mending was on the arm’s area.
She commanded, "Show me your arm."
Xie Yunzhen asked earnestly, "Should I undress completely?"
Mingzhu somewhat understood why Yuan Changan said Xie Yunzhen was shameless.
He’s really good at provoking people!
She rolled the clothes into a ball and threw it to the foot of the bed.
With irritation, she said, "Do as you like. After all, I’m not the one who’s hurt."
Xie Yunzhen’s eyes were full of laughter, and he obediently revealed half of his body.
The scab on his arm had partially fallen off, but at the deep spots, scabs still remained.
Mingzhu leaned closer to examine it; the wound was tended to well, without any signs of infection.
But the long cut, stretching from beneath the shoulder to the elbow, just looking at it was horrifying.
She closed her eyes, pushing the imagined gory scene out of her mind.
Her gaze shifted to the scars on his chest.
They seemed like old wounds.
Concerned, she asked, "Have your old ailments healed? Will they recur?"
Xie Yunzhen felt his heart soften, not wanting Mingzhu to worry, "They’ve all healed, no problem."
The weather hadn’t warmed up yet; he feared she might catch a chill, delaying important matters.
Mingzhu personally dressed Xie Yunzhen, just like the way ordinary couples interacted.
Xie Yunzhen looked down at her movements, unable to stop the corners of his mouth from raising.
He felt reluctant for Mingzhu to do such things for him, so after she fastened the first button, he took over the rest of the process.
Once he was dressed neatly, Xie Yunzhen said, "I’ll go get some food for you."
She might feel shy changing clothes in front of him.
Even though they had been completely open with each other countless times before.
He had carefully seen and kissed every inch of her skin.
With eyes closed, he could describe what she looked like under her clothes.
But she had thin skin; now having lost her memory, she would be even more bashful around him.
Xie Yunzhen loved teasing Mingzhu yet understood the importance of moderation.
If he didn’t manage the boundaries well, flirting would turn into coercion, which would have the opposite effect.
After preparing her toiletries, he left the tent without looking back.
Mingzhu’s heart was made tumultuous by him; one moment he was overbearing, the next very thoughtful.
He was truly unpredictable.
After staring at the curtain for a while and confirming that Xie Yunzhen wouldn’t suddenly return, Mingzhu felt at ease to take off her inner clothes.
From the open bundle, she grabbed a small garment and sequentially dressed layer upon layer.
Compared to the outside, the tent was relatively warm, so Mingzhu didn’t put on a cloak.
She casually took a simple hairpin and tied her long hair at the back.
After sorting her clothes, cosmetics, and powders, she finally began to wash up.
When Xie Yunzhen returned with food, she happened to be applying skin balm.
The fragrance spread through the tent; although it wasn’t the balm she frequently used in the capital, its sweet scent complemented Mingzhu well.
Xie Yunzhen felt a fleeting sense of nostalgia, as if he had returned to their bridal chamber.
Whether it was the Duke Mansion or Ji Mansion, their room was always filled with a faint fragrance.
Just like the scent on Mingzhu.
Xie Yunzhen suddenly felt a bit proud; only a married man would understand what it meant to have warmth like jade and a sweet scent.
Being Mingzhu’s husband was his most cherished identity!
After Mingzhu finished wiping her face, she saw the man’s proud demeanor and felt puzzled, "Did you find some silver?"
Xie Yunzhen coughed lightly and said, "Let’s eat."
Though breakfast time had passed, the cook knew the general’s wife had come to the camp, so he specifically saved some food for her.
There was meat and vegetables, along with white and plump little buns.
It didn’t look like the usual military meal.
Yesterday, when she arrived, she ate Xie Yunzhen’s food, which wasn’t this exquisite.
"You donated a batch of food and fodder to the army back then. When Minister Xu and his faction were causing chaos in the court, they feigned compliance and intentionally mixed moldy rice into the food supplies. The batch you sent just happened to relieve the urgent need."
Later, Minister Xu’s faction was taken down, pre-selected people replaced them in the Ministry of War, and food supplies stopped having issues.
"Everyone in the army knows of your altruism; upon hearing you came, the cook specially saved the good meat just for you."
Mingzhu had forgotten about sending the food supplies.
Staying in the camp, she was worried others might misunderstand Xie Yunzhen.
Thinking that he was inattentive to his duties, bringing his wife along to war.
Now she finally felt relieved.
As long as they didn’t disdain her, it was fine.
Mingzhu might not have learned the skills for warfare, but she could ride and shoot, so she wouldn’t drag anyone down if she needed to relocate.
If given a bow and arrow, she could probably protect herself.
She patted her chest and said, "I have a lot of silver, a lot of assets. If you still need anything, I can donate some more."
Xie Yunzhen chuckled, rubbing her chest.
"Why are you patting yourself? What if you hurt yourself?"
His expression was serious, but his actions weren’t proper, making Mingzhu’s face flush with embarrassment.
She glared at him, moved to sit far away, and started eating on her own.
Seeing she hadn’t drowned in the grief of losing a child, Xie Yunzhen felt more at ease.
"We’ll have to ask you to endure for a little while during this period. Once the war is over, whatever you want to do, I’ll accompany you."
Mingzhu wasn’t someone to cling stubbornly; it didn’t matter if Xie Yunzhen was with her or not.
As long as they were well, it was enough.
She said, "After eating, I’ll mend your clothes. You should ask the soldiers below, if they need anything, let them send their clothes over; I’ll mend them for them."
This was the only thing Mingzhu could think of to be of assistance.
If she kept on enjoying free meals and care from others besides Xie Yunzhen, she would feel bad.
Xie Yunzhen wouldn’t let her do such work.
The condition in the army was tough, especially when the weather was cold; some people didn’t bathe for ten days or half a month.
That sweat smell, foot odor, could be smelled from afar.
Mingzhu’s health wasn’t good, and she couldn’t be exposed to it.
"You’re my wife, only allowed to sew my clothes. If their clothes tear, they should sew it themselves."
Mingzhu thought about that winter coat.
He was the Great General; if he needed something like this, there would be someone to deal with it for him.
She deliberately teased him, "I think you sew pretty well, at least nothing is showing."
Xie Yunzhen felt slightly awkward.
He learned to dress Mingzhu’s hair and style simple buns.
But wasn’t skilled in needlework.
That was a coat Mingzhu made for him; at the time, it was torn by an enemy general’s spear, breaking his heart.
Even though he felled the opponent from his horse, it couldn’t calm his anger.
Later, back at the tent, he stayed up all night sewing it under the lamp.
Thinking back, Xie Yunzhen felt a bit shy.
"I’ll go handle things now. If you need anything, have someone come find me."
After he spoke, he took a piece of braised meat from Mingzhu’s mouth, pressing it against her lips.
Before Mingzhu could scold him, he quickly left the tent.
Though this place was dangerous, they lived and died together.
Suddenly, Xie Yunzhen felt that having Mingzhu accompany him in battle was quite a blessing.
