Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"you……"

Bai Zhi was rendered speechless by Lin Mo's righteously absurd words.

What does "what place haven't I seen before" mean?

Can... can they be the same?

Back then... back then it was...

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and heat rose from her neck all the way to her ears.

But Lin Mo's eyes were fixed on the wound on her waist.

The heartache and a hint of undisguised anger she felt made all her words of refusal stuck in her throat.

This damn corset was designed by him personally.

I'm such a design genius.

Seeing that Bai Zhi had stopped struggling, Lin Mo stopped talking nonsense.

He crouched down, his fingers deftly finding the metal buckle on the leather corset.

"Click".

With a soft click, the stiff corset opened.

Lin Mo carefully removed the piece of leather that had tormented Bai Zhi for several days, and threw it on the ground without even looking at it.

Once the corset was loosened, the fiery red, flowing, wide-sleeved dress lost its support and hung loosely around her waist.

Lin Mo's breath caught in his throat for a moment.

Without the corset to conceal them, the scars were fully exposed in the candlelight.

A series of purplish-red marks, like ugly branding marks, were deeply etched on Bai Zhi's slender waist.

This is fucking...

When I designed this thing, why didn't I think of adding a soft padding layer to the edges?

Lin Mo cursed himself in his heart.

"Does it hurt?"

He reached out and gently touched the intact skin next to the wound with his fingertips.

"hiss--"

Bai Zhi's body trembled violently, as if she had been electrocuted, and a suppressed cry of pain escaped from her throat.

"Don't move, don't move."

Lin Mo immediately withdrew his hand and took out a small white jade bottle from his pocket.

As soon as the stopper was removed, a refreshing medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air.

He poured some clear ointment onto his fingertip and gently blew on the hideous wound.

"Wife, please bear with it, it will sting a little when you first go up."

Lin Mo gave a heads-up beforehand.

Then he carefully and gently placed his fingertips, which were covered in ointment, on the most severe part of the ligature mark.

"Well……"

The moment the cool ointment touched the broken skin, a sharp, stinging pain shot through me.

Bai Zhi's body tensed uncontrollably, and she curled up slightly.

A suppressed cry of pain escaped from his throat, like the whimper of a small animal.

Her snow-white back was slightly arched and trembling from the pain.

The graceful curve of her back, now taut, revealed a breathtaking resilience.

"Okay, almost done."

Lin Mo softened his movements, continuing to gently apply the ointment while lowering his head.

Gently blow air onto that red and swollen skin.

call--

The warm air currents brushed over the cool ointment, bringing a wonderful tingling sensation that instantly neutralized the burning pain.

Bai Zhi's tense body gradually relaxed under this gentle airflow.

She could clearly feel Lin Mo's fingertips applying the cool ointment evenly to every inch of her wound with extremely restrained force.

His movements were slow and focused.

That focus caused a part of her heart to collapse and become incredibly soft.

The stinging sensation in my lower back was gradually replaced by a cool and comfortable feeling.

But a different, more unfamiliar heat began to spread from where their skin touched, reaching every part of her body.

Bai Zhi bit her lower lip, not daring to make a sound.

She buried her face deeper into the soft bedding, her fingers gripping the corner of the blanket, but unconsciously loosening their grip.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

As the ointment was absorbed into his skin, the originally hideous purplish-red marks faded rapidly under his fingers.

The damaged skin healed quickly, revealing the new, tender skin underneath.

In a short while, Bai Zhi's slender waist regained its flawless, alabaster-like smoothness.

"Jiang Zhiwei's medicine is indeed invincible, incurable, and beyond any logic!"

Lin Mo secretly admired him.

He took this medicine from the Baicaoyuan warehouse; it was a healing medicine he had previously instructed Jiang Zhiwei to make for the wounded soldiers.

I never thought it would come in handy here.

I have to say, the effect is really amazing.

Looking at Bai Zhi's smooth waist, Lin Mo nodded in satisfaction.

But just as he was about to withdraw his hand, his gaze was fixed on a patch of purplish-blue bruise below Bai Zhi's shoulder blade.

The bruise wasn't large, but it stood out starkly against her fair, glowing skin.

"How did this happen?"

Lin Mo's fingers unconsciously covered the bruise.

Bai Zhi's body trembled again, and her muffled voice came from under the covers.

"I accidentally bumped into it when I jumped down from the tree."

It turned out to be the case.

To create an ethereal feeling of "a fairy descending to earth," Bai Zhi always leaps down from the canopy of a banyan tree, which is tens of meters high, whenever she appears.

Although there were shadow guards hanging from behind with steel wires to slow it down.

But from such a height, bumps and knocks are inevitable when landing.

This silly woman is going to great lengths to complete her mission.

"Where else?"

"No...that's all..."

Lin Mo clearly didn't believe it.

He reached out, his warm palm tracing down her smooth back.

Sure enough, several more bruises of varying shades were found on the outside of the thigh.

Bai Zhi felt his hand roaming over her leg, and her whole body felt like it was on fire.

"No... that's not necessary..."

"Shut up and listen to me."

Lin Mo interrupted her without saying a word and took out a bottle of ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis from his pocket.

This ointment is brownish-yellow. When the bottle is opened, a pungent medicinal smell is released.

"It will feel a little warm when you apply it, don't worry."

As he spoke, Lin Mo applied some milky white ointment to the bruise on the outside of her thigh.

As soon as the ointment touched the skin, a warm sensation quickly spread.

Lin Mo placed his palm on it and began to gently massage it with a unique force.

His palms were warm and dry, and his pressure was just right, pressing on those sore, congested areas.

That warm feeling seeped into his skin and flowed into his limbs and bones through his palm.

The accumulated soreness gradually melted away under his massage, turning into an indescribable feeling of comfort.

"Um……"

Bai Zhi finally couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh, the last syllable carrying a hint of coquettishness that she herself didn't realize.

The moment the words left her mouth, she regretted it.

Good heavens!

What sound did I make?!

How embarrassing!

Bai Zhi's cheeks instantly burned hot, and she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

She could clearly feel Lin Mo pause for a moment when he was massaging her legs.

In the room, only the occasional crackling of the candlelight remained.

The hand resting on her leg felt like a branding iron, making her afraid to move.

Just as Bai Zhi was about to be driven mad by the silence, Lin Mo's hand moved.

Instead of continuing to knead, he slowly slid upwards along the smooth, firm curves.

At the same time, a deep, slightly hoarse voice whispered in her ear.

"My wife, does it... hurt here too?"