The Marriage of an Esteemed Supreme Healer, a Noble Ruler

2399 Luckily I Have You

“Aren’t you in seclusion? You… ended it?” asked Chu Liuyue strangely. All along, she thought that he needed a period of time.

Rong Xiu nodded lightly. Then, his gaze landed on her shoulders, and his expression turned slightly cold.

Chu Liuyue instinctively shrunk her neck and honestly explained, “The injury isn’t serious. It’s already better!”

The wound was quite faint. She applied medicine on it after she went back, and she was currently a legendary warrior, so her recovery power was shocking. At this point, it was pretty much healed.

Originally, she didn’t pay too much attention to the wound. Who knew Rong Xiu coincidentally came out of seclusion?

With his sensitivity, it was basically impossible to hide it from him. Hence, Chu Liuyue chose to immediately confess.

Rong Xiu stretched out and pulled her into the house.

Detecting the low energy around him, Chu Liuyue obediently quietened down. Her previous experience told her that it was better to stay still at this point.

After bringing her into the house, Rong Xiu turned around to close the door.

Chu Liuyue softly said, “I’m really fine…”

“I will see it for myself,” said Rong Xiu as he turned toward her.

See it for yourself?! Chu Liuyue was dazed. “W-what do you mean?”

Rong Xiu came to her and looked down at her from above. His usual gentle and intricate appearance seemed to be covered by a layer of frost and some harsh coldness. “I mean I want to see it.”

His voice seemed lower than usual, and every single word was like the wind strumming the zithers, mesmerizing oneself.

“Are you going to do it, or do you want me to help you?” His tone did not change, but it had an authority that one could not refute.

Chu Liuyue immediately said, “I’ll do it myself!”

Seeing her appearance, the coldness in Rong Xiu’s eyes finally melted slowly, and an extremely faint smile quickly flashed across his thin lips. “If you do it yourself, you might not be able to do it faster than me.”

Chu Liuyue’s face blushed slightly, and she angrily glared at him. Then, she removed her outer clothings and revealed her injured shoulder.

The snow-white and smooth shoulder had an inch-long sword wound that had already formed a scab. There was a faint layer of powder.

Rong Xiu knitted his brows slightly, and his eyes seemed to be overwhelmed.

He reached out, and his warm fingers gently landed on it. “Does it hurt?”

Chu Liuyue shook her head. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

This small wound didn’t count for much compared to the wounds she had suffered before.

Rong Xiu pressed his thin lips against each other. “Who did it?”

Chu Liuyue paused, and her lips curled up into a smile. “Mu Qinghe.”

Rong Xiu looked at her and hugged her with his long arms. He looked down slightly and landed a kiss on her lips. “Yue’er, you don’t have to smile if you don’t want to.”

Chu Liuyue’s thin and white hands lightly clutched the clothes before his chest, and the curl on her lips eventually lowered.

She moved back slightly and placed her head lightly on his chest. The familiar cold fragrance instantly wrapped around her, and she felt extremely secure.

She closed her eyes, and after a long while, sighed lightly.

She told Mu Hongyu she was not angry, but it was impossible for her to not care at all. However, time had passed, and everything had changed. It seemed rather embarrassing to hold onto it.

Yet, Rong Xiu had seen her in her most embarrassing state. Hence, only with him, she could truly let down everything she had and faced the incident before her.

She shook her head.

Originally, she had a lot of things to say. But after hearing Rong Xiu’s words and being hugged by him, she felt that there was not much to care about.

He knew what she was thinking and understood the emotions she did not express.

He knew that she was upset and comforted her wounds.

She hugged his fit waist and lightly said, “Rong Xiu, luckily I have you.”

He would never lie to her or hide from her, and he was always beside her.

At this moment, her head was on his chest, so she didn’t see the golden and black fires that instantly rose in his eyes!

However, the fires disappeared after a moment.

Rong Xiu held her chin and kissed her.

…

Yan Qing walked out from the house and headed in a certain direction.

The moment he walked out, someone called him. “Lord Yan Qing, where are you going?”

He paused in his tracks and turned around to take a look.

Xiao Ba lazily leaned against the door and seemed to have just awoken.

There was still lethargy in her eyes as she squinted slightly and looked over in a seemingly smiling manner. She looked even more charming.

Her usual soft voice was a little hoarse at the moment.

Perhaps she herself didn’t even know how alluring she was at the moment.

Yan Qing’s gaze paused on her face for a moment. “Some private matters.”

“How is it a private matter? I see that you’re clearly going to find His Grace, right?” Xiao Ba laughed lightly and raised her chin. “I advise you not to go over now.”

Yan Qing knitted his brows slightly. “Why?”

Xiao Ba smiled with deep meaning. “Because… Master is there too!”

Yan Qing was dazed and instantly understood.

He really did not know about this.

“Thank you for the reminder, Miss Xiao Ba. Then, I’ll wait for a moment.”

Xiao Ba lazily waved her hands. “Don’t wait! I already woke up from my nap, and I still didn’t see them!”

Yan Qing: “…”

Xiao Ba’s words were direct and flirtatious, and he did not know how to reply.

Luckily, he did not speak much usually, so Xiao Ba did not mind.

She suddenly thought of something and smiled. “Coincidentally, I want to go to the medicinal mountain. Lord Yan Qing, do you want to go with me?”

Yan Qing almost immediately chose to reject her. “I’m afraid it’s inconvenient.”

Xiao Ba blinked. “How is it inconvenient? When we come back, you probably can see His Grace, and I can see my Master! How great is that? Besides—”

Her eyes rolled, and she spread her hands helplessly. “Besides, many people said that they haven’t seen you before and think that I’m lying to them. Recently, some people found me again, and it’s really annoy—”

Yan Qing’s hand on the sword tightened slowly. “Who is it?”