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Lu Xueqi didn't answer, but gently patted his back, as if to comfort him.

After a moment, she got up, took out a clean sheet from the cabinet next to her, and replaced the wet and messy sheet she was lying on. She crumpled the old sheet into a ball and threw it in the corner.

After changing the sheets, she fetched hot water, wrung out a cloth, and gave the two of them a quick clean-up. Jiang Xiaochuan was so tired that his eyelids were drooping, and he let her do whatever she wanted in a daze.

After getting ready, Lu Xueqi lay down again and pulled Jiang Xiaochuan, who had been cleaned up and changed into clean clothes, into her arms. Jiang Xiaochuan snuggled comfortably in her arms, his nose filled with her clean and pleasant scent, and his eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, he heard footsteps outside, along with the babbling and laughter of children.

It was Xiaobai who brought Yunzhou and Yueyao back.

The door to the bamboo hut was pushed open with a "bang," and a small figure rushed in like a cannonball, heading straight for Lu Xueqi.

"Mother!"

Jiang Yueyao threw herself into Lu Xueqi's arms, nuzzling her head against him, "Yueyue's back! Where's Daddy?"

Jiang Yunzhou followed behind, walking in like a little adult, and first bowed to Lu Xueqi: "Mother."

Then he looked at Jiang Xiaochuan on the bed, his eyes lit up, "Daddy."

Jiang Xiaochuan leaned against the headboard and smiled at his son and daughter: "Yunzhou, Yao'er, did you have fun?"

"So happy!" Jiang Yueyao peeked out from Lu Xueqi's arms and started chattering about where Xiaobai had taken them today, what fun little animals they had seen, and what pretty flowers they had picked.

Jiang Yueyao suddenly sniffed, sniffed like a puppy in Lu Xueqi's arms, and looked up innocently: "Mommy, you smell like Daddy, it's so strong."

Lu Xueqi froze.

Jiang Xiaochuan almost choked on his saliva.

Xiao Bai chuckled from the side, eager to stir up trouble: "Oh, Xiao Yueyao has a really sharp nose. Your parents were just... um, having a deep emotional exchange in the house."

Although Jiang Yunzhou didn't understand, seeing his parents' unnatural expressions, he frowned and said seriously to his younger sister, "Yueyao, don't listen to what is improper."

Jiang Xiaochuan: "..."

Son, you used very precise words, but right now Dad just wants to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Xiao Bai leaned against the door frame, looking at the family of four. His gaze swept over Lu Xueqi's face, then lingered on Jiang Xiaochuan's face, a knowing and playful smile playing on his lips.

She swayed as she walked in, deliberately sniffing, "Oh, what's that smell in here? It smells... um, like spring?"

Lu Xueqi glanced at her coldly, without replying. She simply bent down, picked up Jiang Yueyao, and said to Jiang Yunzhou, "Yunzhou, take your sister to wash her hands and get ready for dinner."

"Okay," Jiang Yunzhou replied obediently, and led his younger sister out.

Xiao Bai walked to the bedside, leaned down, and got close to Jiang Xiaochuan, her breath sweet as orchids, and lowered her voice: "Xiaochuan~ Look at you, you've been through quite a bit, haven't you? Tsk tsk, the great beauty Lu doesn't know how to be considerate, your injuries haven't even fully healed yet."

Jiang Xiaochuan blushed and glared at her: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Xiao Bai chuckled, straightened up, crossed her arms, and said to Lu Xueqi, who was making the bed, "Hey Lu Xueqi, take it easy. Don't drain Xiao Chuan Chuan dry, or you won't have any left."

Lu Xueqi paused, turned to look at Xiaobai, her eyes cold: "My husband, I know my place, you don't need to worry about it."

Xiao Bai wasn't annoyed. She chuckled and said to herself, "Hmph, if you hadn't acted so quickly... never mind, I'm too lazy to talk about it. I want steamed fish for dinner tonight, remember to make it."

Lu Xueqi hummed in response, but her gaze remained fixed on Jiang Xiaochuan's face in her arms, her fingers unconsciously twirling a strand of his black hair that was scattered on the pillow.

Xiao Bai pouted, turned around and left, closing the door behind her.

……

midnight

Jiang Xiaochuan woke up because he was hungry.

Opening her eyes, she saw a small lamp lit in the room, casting a dim yellow light. Lu Xueqi was already awake, dressed in her neat nightgown, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a white porcelain bowl in her hand. The bowl contained dark brown medicinal soup, steaming and emitting a bitter medicinal smell.

Seeing that he was awake, Lu Xueqi scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew on it gently, and brought it to his lips, her voice calm: "Husband, it's time to drink your medicine."

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at the spoonful of dark medicine, then at Lu Xueqi's calm and expressionless face, and for some reason, an extremely inappropriate image suddenly flashed through his mind.

In a famous story, a man was lying in bed like this, and his wife was holding a bowl of medicine, gently saying, "My dear son, it's time to take your medicine..."

He shuddered, his legs went weak, and he instinctively shrank back, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "This medicine... can I not take it? I feel so much better, really!"

Lu Xueqi didn't move her hand holding the spoon, but just tilted her head slightly to look at him. Her calm gaze made Jiang Xiaochuan feel immense pressure.

"What do you think?" she asked back, her voice soft and gentle, yet carrying a chill.

Jiang Xiaochuan swallowed hard, trying to argue: "I think... all medicine has some side effects. I'm all better now, so drinking too much wouldn't be good either..."

"Is that so?" Lu Xueqi interrupted him, pushing the spoon forward even further, almost touching his lips.

"Are you disgusted by the medicine I give you? Or... would you like Biyao to give it to you?"

"No! Absolutely not!" Jiang Xiaochuan was so frightened that he immediately denied it, shaking his head like a rattle drum.

He couldn't even bear to imagine the scene of Biyao feeding him!

Lu Xueqi stopped talking and just looked at him quietly with deep eyes.

Jiang Xiaochuan gave up, resignedly closing his eyes and opening his mouth.

The expected bitter medicine did not fall into my mouth.

He opened his eyes in confusion, only to see Lu Xueqi put the spoon away, take the medicine into her mouth, then lean down, pinch his chin, and kiss him.

"Ugh!" Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes widened as the bitter medicine entered his mouth, carrying her cool breath and the warmth of her lips and tongue. He wanted to resist, but her grip on his chin prevented him from moving, so he was forced to swallow.

After feeding him a spoonful, Lu Xueqi stepped back slightly. Seeing his eyes redden from choking, her gaze darkened. She then scooped up another spoonful and repeated the process.

Jiang Xiaochuan was both ashamed and embarrassed, his face burning hot.

This way of feeding medicine... is just too much...

But looking at Lu Xueqi's earnest and focused eyes so close to his, at the unmistakable determination in her eyes and... a hint of deeply hidden, almost clumsy, flattery, he couldn't bring himself to say anything to protest.

Never mind, let her be.

Lu Xueqi fed the entire bowl of medicine, spoonful by spoonful, in a manner that made people blush.

After the last mouthful of medicine was passed on, Lu Xueqi did not immediately pull away, but deepened the kiss until Jiang Xiaochuan was panting before she released him.

Jiang Xiaochuan lay panting on the pillow, his face so hot it could fry an egg. Lu Xueqi wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with her finger, her voice still calm: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded weakly, "Hungry...I want to eat noodles. Where are Yunzhou and Yueyao?"

"I've put Xiaobai to sleep." Lu Xueqi stood up, placed the empty bowl on the small table beside her, straightened her clothes, and prepared to leave.

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at her slightly thin back and his heart softened. She had been in a bad mood for the past month, although she hadn't shown it much, he could sense it.

After all that commotion in the afternoon... he reached out and grabbed the corner of her sleeve.

Lu Xueqi paused and turned to look at him.

"Maybe... let's just forget about it..." Jiang Xiaochuan said softly, his eyes darting around. "You... must be tired too."

Lu Xueqi looked at his hand that was tugging at her sleeve, then glanced at his shifty eyes and understood what he meant.

He felt sorry for her and didn't want her to go through any more trouble. The empty and tense place in his heart that had been there since they returned from the Dead Swamp felt like it had been gently bumped by something.

But she didn't say anything, she just gently pulled her sleeve back and whispered, "Soon." Then she turned and left the room.

Jiang Xiaochuan watched her departing figure, sighed, lay back down, and stared blankly at the top of the tent.

The matter of the dead swamp, Biyao's kiss, Lu Xueqi's unusual behavior... and the two little ones at home, I wonder if Yunzhou and Yueyao have been well-behaved this past month, or if they've caused any trouble.

Not long after, the door was gently pushed open, and Lu Xueqi walked in carrying a tray with a large blue and white porcelain bowl on it, steaming hot and fragrant.

It's noodles, a vegetable and shredded pork noodle soup. The soup is clear, the noodles are distinct, and it's topped with tender green vegetables and glistening shredded pork, with a golden poached egg on top.

Lu Xueqi placed the tray on the small table beside the bed, helped him sit up, put two soft pillows behind his back, then picked up the bowl of noodles, took a chopstick, blew on it, and brought it to his lips.

"I can do it myself..." Jiang Xiaochuan said a little embarrassed.

Lu Xueqi ignored him and moved the chopsticks forward again.

Jiang Xiaochuan had no choice but to open his mouth and eat. The noodles were soft and chewy, the soup was delicious, and the shredded meat was tender. It was the same familiar taste. It was so delicious that he squinted his eyes. The bowl of noodles was slowly emptied as Lu Xueqi fed him spoonful by spoonful. He even drank the soup clean.

After eating and drinking her fill, a wave of weariness washed over her. Lu Xueqi cleared away the dishes, wiped her hands, turned off the light, took off her coat, and lay down as well.

In the darkness, their breathing could be clearly heard. Jiang Xiaochuan habitually leaned closer to her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and rubbed his face against her neck, searching for the most comfortable position.

Finally, his head rested on her soft, plump chest. Mmm, it was so soft and bouncy, much more comfortable than a pillow.

He sighed contentedly, tightened his arms around her, and clung to her like a koala.

Jiang Xiaochuan rubbed against him and mumbled, "Mmm... this is still the most comfortable place..."

Lu Xueqi tightened her grip, her voice barely audible: "...Yours."

Jiang Xiaochuan, who was almost asleep, asked, "What?"

Lu Xueqi closed her eyes: "...Go to sleep."

Her chin rested on the top of his head, and she could smell the clean soapy scent in his hair, the same scent as her own.

"Xueqi," Jiang Xiaochuan called her softly in the darkness.

"Um?"

"...I'm back," he said, his voice filled with weariness and relief.

Lu Xueqi paused for a moment while patting his back, then hugged him tighter, burying her face in his hair, taking a deep breath, her voice muffled, with a barely perceptible tremor:

"Yes. I'm back."

It's good that you're back, that you're by my side.