Chapter 21: Don't Move!

  Chu Dongyang held a small white porcelain bottle in his hand and entered the room, walking straight towards the bed.

  "Come here, let me take a look at the wound on your shoulder." Chu Dongyang sat down on the edge of the bed, his back straight and upright, with an air of strictness and righteousness, patting the spot beside him as he spoke to Jiuniang.

  Jiuniang hesitated for a moment and said: "Actually, it's not that serious. You can put the medicinal wine here, I'll apply it myself later."

  "Come here!" Chu Dongyang said patiently again.

  Jiuniang looked at him with an attitude of "I won't leave until I see your injury with my own eyes", and suddenly felt a bit amused.

  She raised an eyebrow and sized up Chu Dongyang for a moment, with a faint smile flickering at the corner of her eyes.

  Then let him see! Anyway, it's just a shoulder injury, not a chest wound.

  To know that this body houses a soul from the 21st century, whose thoughts have long been liberated, she doesn't have those traditional conservative feudal ideas of ancient times.

  Showing some shoulder is nothing, showing chest is also no problem!

  Besides, this man in front of her is her husband in this life, and he also has the right to see his wife's body.

  However, this is a 15-year-old girl's body, thin and flat-chested, probably wouldn't have any thoughts even if she saw it.

  Jiuniang smiled lightly and walked towards the bedside with a big stride.

  "Cough, take off your clothes, I'll help you apply the medicinal wine." Chu Dongyang pinched the small white porcelain bottle tightly in his palm, his face tense, his voice somewhat stiff.

  Jiuniang walked over to his side and sat down, directly untying her belt, pulling her clothes apart, revealing a snow-white small fragrant shoulder that seemed almost transparent and delicate in the jumping firelight.

  Chu Dongyang's eyes sank heavily as he glanced at him, his pupils suddenly shrinking, and immediately turned his face to one side, then snapped his fingers loudly.

  Seeing Chu Dongyang suddenly turn his head to look elsewhere, Jiuniang suddenly felt like laughing.

  She lived to be twenty-seven years old in her previous life, although she was not yet married, but also had a boyfriend, even if she hadn't broken that layer of membrane yet, but she wasn't unfamiliar with the relationship between men and women, after all, she had watched several romantic action movies.

  Chu Dongyang is only about twenty years old, and in Jiuniang's eyes, he is almost like a big boy. Looking at his current awkward reaction, hey, it really hits the cute spot!

  "Can you see? Do you want me to bring the oil lamp over?" Jiuniang suppressed the laughter in her heart and teased him intentionally.

  Chu Dongyang closed his eyes tightly and took a few deep breaths before opening them again.

  "There's no need to bring the oil lamp over." Chu Dongyang heard that his own voice was actually trembling slightly.

  He was on the battlefield at the age of thirteen, from an unknown little soldier to the position of left forward, these seven years have never been so tense, his palms were all sweaty...

  Chu Dongyang suddenly felt a little regretful for letting Leng Su take over his room. Just seeing her shoulders exposed made him tense, and tonight he still had to share the same bed with her?

  Chu Dongyang gritted his teeth, plucked up the courage to stretch out his hand, and brushed aside her scattered black hair on her shoulders. However, when that soft and delicate sensation was transmitted from his fingertips, he still couldn't help but tense up his body, and his breathing became heavy.

  "Is there a bruise?" Jiuniang hooked her mouth and asked softly.

  "......uh-huh." Chu Dongyang hummed a response after a long while.

  "Then when you apply the medicine, help me rub it in and spread out the blood stasis so I can recover faster."

  Chu Dongyang: "......"

  Aren't ancient people supposed to be precocious? Why does Chu Dongyang look like he's never been with a woman before?

  Jiuniang silently scolded herself in her heart, suddenly feeling that her intentional teasing of Chu Dongyang was a bit unkind and somewhat perverted.

  "Never mind, I'll just wipe it myself!" Jiuniang sighed and thought to herself, "Let's just let this child off the hook!"

  But the next second, a cold large hand covered her shoulder, fingertips trembling and sticking to her smooth skin, with a certain firmness and determination, began to exert force.

  "Ah-oww——!" Jiuniang couldn't help but cry out in pain as he pinched her hard, gritting her teeth and taking a deep breath, her face scrunched up: "Please be gentler, okay——?"

  "Jiuniang, are you alright?" Chu Dongyang immediately withdrew his hand, asking with a tense face.

  "Ouch, almost got hurt again." Jiuniang sniffled and felt tears welling up in her eyes.

  "Don't cry, I didn't mean to." Chu Dongyang's face showed a hint of guilt, and he said in a low voice, "Bear with it for now, I'll help you rub away the blood stasis, and tomorrow it will be fine."

  I didn't cry! But if you rub me a bit more, I'm afraid my arm will be twisted off!

  "It's alright, I'll just rub it myself. You go back to your room and rest!" Jiuniang said, struggling to lift her hand to slowly massage her shoulder.

  But Chu Dongyang didn't seem to have any intention of getting up and leaving.

  Jiuniang looked up at him with a puzzled expression, only to see a flash of red light quickly cross his face, and then he calmly said: "I'll let Colsuk have my room, I'll sleep here tonight."

  Jiuniang couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and suddenly burst out laughing.

  She smiled, and Chu Dongyang's expression became even more unnatural, with a hint of anger and embarrassment. He growled in a bad tone: "What are you laughing at, woman?"

  Chu Dongyang felt his temples start throbbing again, wasn't this woman's reaction a bit abnormal?

  They have been husband and wife for more than a month now, but they still sleep in separate rooms. Is tonight their wedding night?

  Normally, a woman on her wedding night would be nervous, afraid, or at least shy and demure. But Jiuniang's reaction of bursting out laughing was something else entirely. Was she mocking him?

  Chu Dongyang's face turned uglier as he thought about it, scowling at Jiuniang with a dark expression.

  Jiuniang smiled enough, then waved her hand at him and said: "Since that's the case, you can rest now! I'll finish applying the medicine and go to sleep too."

  Her nonchalant and indifferent attitude made Chu Dongyang feel even more stifled.

  He glared at Jiuniang with a humph, flipped over and got onto the bed, directly rolling into it on his side, with his back to Jiuniang, grinding his teeth in anger: This damned woman, I must severely punish her!

  Jiuniang's eyes swept to the person on the bed, and she couldn't help but smile as she thought: This man is really awkwardly cute!

  She wiped off the medicine and got out of bed to blow out the oil lamp, then felt her way through the darkness back onto the bed.

  Although the bed was big enough, there was suddenly an extra person beside her, and she could hear his heavy breathing in her ear, while her nose was filled with a strong masculine scent. Even though she was very sleepy now, she couldn't fall asleep.

  She turned over twice, and suddenly a tall figure loomed over her, a big hand scooped her up, taking her whole body into his arms, wrapping his hands around her, holding her tightly in his embrace.

  Jiuniang was stunned, thinking that this kid wanted to sleep with her?

  She's only fifteen years old, isn't it too early for her to get married?

  Jiuniang's mind was racing quickly, wondering whether she should advise him to wait two more years before getting married or just go along with him.

  Jiuniang was held tightly, and she heard Chu Dongyang's increasingly urgent and heavy breathing by her ear. She stretched out her hand to push him, but before she could speak, she heard his low growl: "Don't move, I want to consummate our marriage with you!"