The Slender Waist-Chapter 586 - 422: Couple’s Nighttime Conversation
Puyang Jiu thought of his recent stay in Huaxi and squinted his eyes with a scheming smile, "I’ve had it ready for you for a while, just waiting."
He went to his dwelling at Yangxin Restaurant and came back with a green silk pouch in his hand, which he stuffed into Pei Jue’s hands with a mischievous grin.
"Take your time with it. If it’s not enough, come find me again."
Pei Jue loosened the drawstring of the pouch and found inside only two bottles of Pearl Charms and Jade Gates, nothing else.
His brows furrowed slightly with no real annoyance.
"Where’s the medicine I use?"
Puyang Jiu was taken aback and furrowed his brow, sizing him up.
"What medicine do you need? Where are you uncomfortable?"
Pei Jue swept him with an expressionless glance, and in that piercing gaze, Puyang Jiu realized—he meant the medicine for treating symptoms of excessive yang.
Puyang Jiu was genuinely surprised.
"You’ve managed without medicine for a while now, why do you still need it? Medicine always has its toxicity. There are readymade remedies available, why come looking for me?"
It was a long time ago that Puyang Jiu had told him the best approach was to seek the company of several women, solving all problems, but he didn’t want Feng Shi Er Niang to suffer, so he still used medicine occasionally. However, he continually reduced the dosage and had stopped taking it up until now...
"Enough with the nonsense," Pei Jue had little patience, and extended his hand, "Give me the medicine."
Puyang Jiu stiffened, "I thought you no longer needed medication and didn’t prepare it in time. Wait for two days... Or shall I write a prescription now for you to take first?"
Pei Jue said, "No need. Give it to me in two days."
He nodded his head, bid farewell, and turned to leave.
Puyang Jiu watched the tall and upright figure walking away, and the puzzlement that had filled his mind suddenly cleared.
Feng Shi Er Niang had sprained her foot—is this his way of showing concern for his wife?
He shook his head and chuckled to himself, "Pei Wangzhi, oh Pei Wangzhi, you have your days too. Humph!"
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When Pei Jue returned to his room, Feng Yun was sitting on the bed applying ointment to her face, with Huanhuan holding a copper mirror, Peipei holding a tray, and Xiaoman overseeing them, making sure they didn’t touch Lady’s sore foot while praising how beautiful she was—her eyebrows, her lips, her nose, her ears, everything was beautiful...
Feng Yun couldn’t stop laughing from the flattery.
"No wonder everyone likes to hear nice things. Suddenly, I feel that with your smooth talk, it’s time for you to find a husband..."
Huanhuan and Peipei suppressed their giggles, the jars of ointment on the tray trembling slightly.
Xiaoman’s face was entirely red.
The individuals in the room often teased her, yet she was magnanimous and never took offense, so she was used to it...
However, Feng Yun, with her eyes half-closed, patted her forehead and opened her eyes to see Pei Jue standing there.
She was startled and gestured for Xiaoman and the others to leave first, then smiled at Pei Jue:
"Your Majesty, go and wash up and sleep early."
Pei Jue sat down beside the wooden bed and took hold of her ankle. Sensing her nervousness as she drew back a little, he spoke in a low voice.
"Don’t be afraid, I’ll rub it for you."
Feng Yun wasn’t afraid; it was an instinctive protection of her body against pain.
She stopped moving and simply watched Pei Jue gently pinch her ankle.
To her surprise, it was actually quite comfortable.
The injury where Feng Yun’s skin was broken was on her toes, and her ankle had only twisted, leaving it bruised and swollen. Gentle kneading brought a twinge of pain that was strangely soothing, making her reluctant to ask him to stop.
"I didn’t expect Your Majesty to have this skill..."
She leaned back against the pillow, relaxed, and let him continue.
Pei Jue said nothing.
She asked teasingly, "Where did you learn this secret boudoir technique?"
Pei Jue lifted his eyelids to look at her face.
"On the battlefield, medical officers aren’t always available. I had to deal with dislocations and fractures myself. Spending a long time in the army, seeing and experiencing a lot, I naturally learned."
Feng Yun’s smile faded, and her expression became a bit more serious.
"Did you join the army when you were in your teens?"
Pei Jue said, "Earlier. One might say I was born into the army, grew up in the army..."
Feng Yun made an "oh" sound with a casual tone, "General Pei really had the heart to do it, keeping such a young kid in the camp must have been very hard, right?"
Pei Jue again lifted his gaze, looking at her, "Lady Yun should change her way of addressing." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Feng Yun chuckled, "It’s just habit, with no disrespect intended. Don’t misunderstand me. In front of General Pei, I will surely observe all proprieties and act with care, I won’t let you lose face, rest assured."
Pei Jue’s gaze subtly shifted away as he lowered his eyes and continued to massage her.
"That’s enough. I feel better now," Feng Yun pulled her foot back gently, smiling, "Your Majesty must be tired, go and wash up for sleep."
Pei Jue hummed and went to the clean room.
The place where Feng Yun lived was very particular; the bathing room was clean and tidy, and upon entering, one could smell a faint, delicate fragrance.
The servants had prepared hot water and bathing essentials. Pei Jue glanced them over briefly; besides a cloth, there were at least five or six items on the tray he couldn’t identify.
He picked one with the scent of magnolia, leaving the rest untouched.
By the time Pei Jue came out, Feng Yun was quietly lying there, reading intently.
Pei Jue, "Didn’t you say you’d rest early?"
Feng Yun said, "My foot hurts, and I can’t sleep well. Besides, I can’t go anywhere tomorrow anyway, I have to lie in bed and rest, so I might as well catch up on sleep."
Pei Jue didn’t say anything.
Getting into bed, he lay beside her, very properly.
Feng Yun sneakily glanced at him.
This man must have some issues, right?
Before she left the house, he was eager for them to blend yin and yang. How did he become like a monk who abstains from worldly desires just after a short while?
Angry, jealous?
Feng Yun felt that with Pei Jue’s temperament, that was unlikely.
She pursed her lips, set aside the scroll, and lay down comfortably.
Pei Jue didn’t move, continuing to keep his eyes closed.
Feng Yun looked at the canopy and after a moment of silence, said, "Turn off the lights."
Pei Jue made a sound of agreement, waved his hand, and turned off the lights, drawing the curtains in one go.
Apart from the lack of conversation, it was almost no different from usual.
Feng Yun pondered the events just now and slowly turned over, gently hissing when she touched the injured spot.
"Your Majesty, help me turn over."
Pei Jue reached over, "Which way do you want to turn?"
Feng Yun chuckled softly, "Into your arms."
Pei Jue: ...
He wrapped his arms around Feng Yun’s waist, pulling her over, and Feng Yun took the opportunity to sneak into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder, and her long legs flipped up to encircle his waist. She sighed contentedly.
"I still prefer seasons like this; it’s not particularly hot, nor too cold, the warmth is solid and real..."
She hugged him tightly as if he were a furnace.
Pei Jue patted her back.
"Go to sleep; it won’t hurt once you’re asleep."
Feng Yun shook her head, her head slowly rubbing against his chest, "I can’t sleep. Just now, Your Majesty suddenly became indifferent towards me, as if wishing to be three feet away from me. I can’t help but wonder if I did something wrong to displease Your Majesty, how can I fall asleep with such thoughts..."
Pei Jue looked down.
Amidst the darkness, he couldn’t see Feng Yun’s face clearly.
However, her mischievously accusatory expression with a hidden smile appeared in his mind just in time.
Pei Jue with lowered eyelids, "If I don’t stay three feet away from you, should I become a beast that won’t leave an injured wife alone?"
Feng Yun burst into laughter, amused by his quip. Her body shook with laughter in Pei Jue’s embrace.
"Actually... it’s not impossible."
Pei Jue’s body stiffened slightly as if a condemned prisoner suddenly gained a reprieve. With heavy breaths, he embraced her...
The hanging curtain swayed gently.
Feng Yun’s delicate nightgown slipped from beneath the curtain and fell to the floor.
A mist-and-rain-colored bellyband lightly landed on top of the clothes...
On the other side of the wooden bed, the turtle kid stood up, shook the fur on its body, silently walked to a corner, changed its posture, and lay down again to sleep...
The injury on Feng Yun’s foot didn’t have much impact, it was just that an occasional bump would make her hiss, and Pei Jue would slow down. More often, though, he was more immersed and invested in their passion than usual.
Her hands tightly grasped the corners of the blanket, moaning softly.
Pei Jue’s eyes fixed on her in the darkness, like a beast savouring a kiss on her lips before snapping its prey’s neck, his husky voice inquired:
"Do you like it?"
"Mhm..."
Thanks to the toxins lurking in her body, Feng Yun’s consciousness often became confused at these moments, like a fairy who had mastered magical arts, mixing feelings from past and current lives, breaking and blurring them, causing her emotions towards Pei Jue to float unstably, and she became even more desperate and shameless...
"Lady Yun," Pei Jue with a sweaty back, grabbed Feng Yun’s arm, his voice deep, "Be careful with your foot."
Feng Yun shook her head, covered in cold sweat. What came to her mind was Pei Jue from her previous life, walking in expressionlessly holding the Biyong Sword, his demeanor when telling her to go back to Andu.
"You are so cruel-hearted, you’re truly vicious," she said through gritted teeth, her entire demeanor turning somewhat manic, completely disregarding her injury, clinging onto him tightly, even forgetting to be afraid...
"Uh..." She instinctively wanted to dodge but was held down by Pei Jue by her lower back and forcefully brought back.
"If I were heartless, how could I ever tolerate you?"
Feng Yun took a deep breath, almost losing half her life. She carefully pondered his words, which seemed to be said through gritted teeth...
She half-squinted in confusion.
Nevertheless, she couldn’t understand the man’s expression.
As the heatwave surged, she was too distracted to think further...
