After the marriage, the sick and weak husband fell off the horse

Xie Chunchao looked at his still pale face, pursed his lips, and asked, "What about your injury?"

"Does it still hurt?"

His eyes were reddish, and he nodded slightly. His low and hoarse tone seemed to be coquettish, "It hurts."

His hands restlessly tugged on Xie Chunchao's sleeves and added, "It hurts."

Xie Chunchao had always been a soft-spoken person, but now that she saw Rong Shen tugging on her sleeve and saying it hurt, her heart softened into a ball of cotton.

I had long forgotten that this guy had a history of deliberately pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy.

Xie Chunchao held his hand, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to hear me tell a story?"

When she was injured when she was little, her mother would hold her and tell her stories.

Her wounds became less painful after listening to those fascinating stories.

"I want to hear it." Rong Shen smiled and bent his eyes, his deep black eyes shining with bright stars, like a puppy waiting for its master's reward.

The sunshine outside the window was just right, and the breeze blew through the moon window and stirred the silk curtains in front of the bed. The clear chirping of the birds was mixed with the gentle voice of the woman, and from time to time, the man's curious questions were mixed in.

Xie Chunchao's story came to an end. She took the candy from the tray and put it to Rong Shen's mouth, "Eat another candy. It won't hurt if you eat one."

Both stories and candies are ways to coax children, but Rong Shen is very useful.

He lowered his eyes, and next to his lips was her hand holding a brown-orange candy. The fingers of these hands were slender and the fingertips were pink, but if you look closely, you can see the calluses on her palms.

He opened his mouth to swallow the candy in her hand, and his white lips inevitably touched her fingers.

There was a warm, soft and slippery touch on his fingertips, wet and sticky.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and she happened to meet Rong Shen's gaze looking over.

His eyes were straight and naked, and his eyes seemed to be filled with hot lust.

Such a direct gaze seemed to swallow her up, and Xie Chunchao, who had been intimate with him several times, also understood the meaning of his look.

After she was ashamed, she felt a little helpless again, "You are hurt like this, what are you still thinking about?"

Rong Shen smiled brightly, "I was injured on my body, not on my brain."

"When you are in front of me, I am distracted."

Xie Chunchao took back his hand and said, "Then I'd better leave, lest you think about all the things that are not conducive to the recovery of the wound."

"Don't..." Rong Shen stopped smiling instantly, returned to his pitiful appearance and tugged on Xie Chunchao's clothes, "Don't go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, took his hand back, lowered his head and said, "Forget it, you'd better go back."

"You must be tired after watching me all night last night." He said, looking up and saying, "Go back and rest. I'm fine now."

Xie Chunchao fell asleep on the edge of the bed unconsciously after watching last night. Apart from a slight pain in his neck, he felt no other discomfort.

"I'll stay with you." Xie Chunchao said and bent down beside the bed. "Anyway, you can sit or lie down here. I'm not tired."

Hearing this, Rong Shen moved his body gently and made a large empty space for her, "You can sleep next to me for a while, so that you can stay with me and rest."

Xie Chunchao thought that they had slept together many times when they were married, so he did not refuse Rong Shen's invitation and got into bed and lay next to him.

Rong Shen looked sideways at her, his deep black eyes full of love, "You have bright eyes like stars and black hair like clouds. Chao Chao, you are so beautiful."

Xie Chunchao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Now he is glib again." "Why are you so speechless when you write to me?"

Rong Shen's smile did not change, "The letter is too short and the words are pale. I want to tell you everything I want to say to you face to face."

Xie Chunchao knew that people with trauma would always be in unbearable pain and needed external stimulation to divert their attention, so he chatted with him all the time.

While chatting, Xie Chunchao suddenly thought of a rumor from a long time ago...

Her eyes were looking down without trace. Under the dark brocade quilt embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, his hand was getting closer to Xie Chunchao, and the heat in the quilt wet his palms.

A pair of moist and hot hands held her hand on her side. Her heart stopped for a moment, and then she turned to look at him. He really had a face that could attract all living beings, and his features, eyes, nose, and lips were all exquisite.

His picturesque brows and eyes contained a touching spring feeling, and he said in a hoarse voice,

"It hurts."

"what?"

The two of them were not close to each other, but the quiet room allowed each other to clearly hear each other's breathing.

He pursed his lips and said aggrievedly, "The wound hurts."

Xie Chunchao: "Does it hurt a lot? I'll ask the imperial doctor to come and see if the wound has worsened again."

Rong Shen grabbed her arm and said, "I'm fine."

"The wound probably hasn't gotten worse, it just hurts all the time."

Hearing this, Xie Chunchao lay back down again, patted his shoulder gently and said, "Go to sleep, it won't hurt when you fall asleep."

Rong Shen looked at her with his dark eyes, with little stars shining in his eyes, "Kiss me."

"Kiss me and it won't hurt."

Xie Chunchao was silent, and belatedly realized what this guy was doing today.

But when she thought about Rong Shen's actual injuries, she still complied with his request.

She leaned forward and kissed Rong Shen on the lips. She was about to retreat, but Rong Shen raised his hand to hold the back of her head, and then deepened the kiss.

After Xie Chunchao was slightly startled, he couldn't help but start to worry about Rong Shen's injuries.

After the two separated, Xie Chunchao chatted with Rong Shen again. She originally wanted to let Rong Shen fall asleep and rest up, but as she talked, she couldn't help but fell asleep...

When she woke up again, she faced Rong Shen's sleeping face. His eyelids were lightly closed, his eyelashes were long and curled, and his tight lips were visible under the high bridge of his nose. She looked at it for a while and then raised her eyes to look out the window. It was dusk, so she quietly got up to take a bath and eat.

Rong Shen was seriously injured this time, and the imperial doctor repeatedly told him to stay in bed and rest without fatigue. However, after spending the first day safely, he began to frequently handle various government affairs and meet with confidants.

The people who assassinated them that day were also identified. They were all dead soldiers raised by nobles from the Sheng Kingdom.

The reason why they did not make Rong Shen their first target that day, but instead tried their best to assassinate Xie Ningyu, was because they thought that if the Chu prince died in Xia, the Chu-Xia alliance would inevitably collapse and the two countries would definitely fight.

By then, their prosperous country will be able to successfully recover.

After Rong Shen found out everything, he killed all the people behind the scenes without mercy, leaving no one alive.

In Rong Shen's view, in troubled times, heavy laws were used, and if the Sheng Kingdom wanted to completely surrender, the only way to completely surrender was to kill all the original nobles and then send people who belonged to them.

Sheng Guo was Rong Shen's betrothal gift to Chu State, so he asked Xie Ningyu's opinion before issuing the order. If he had no objections, he sent troops to strangle the nobles in Sheng Guo who were still rebellious. (End of chapter)