CHAPTER 111: CHAPTER 111: THIS IS HIS, AND HIS ALONE

Upon thinking this, Pei Shu’er smiled and said, "General Lu, is there anywhere else you’re feeling discomfort now?"

"Lu Yuan" paused, looked down at his armor, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, then nodded, his voice hoarse.

"The wound hurts a bit."

Pei Shu’er said with a polite smile, "The General has sacrificed for the country and suffered such severe injuries; pain is inevitable. The General is slightly feverish, so drink some herbal medicine later, rest for a while, and slowly recover the wound."

Pei Shu’er was reminding Tang Zan that Lu Yuan was injured for the country – he’s a hero. Don’t bother about him grabbing her hand now.

She believed she had given Tang Zan an exit.

However, Tang Zan’s gaze remained cold throughout.

Pei Shu’er felt as if the wrist he had once held could be pierced by an ice spike.

Meanwhile, while talking, Pei Shu’er noticed "Lu Yuan" was staring at her.

His eyes held complex emotions, like astonishment, doubt, and some indescribable contemplation.

The two men’s gazes were like two ghosts following Pei Shu’er, sticking to her back, making her both chilly and inexplicably restless.

Finally, Pei Shu’er brought over the herbs and handed them to Honghua for brewing.

Once the herbs were ready and "Lu Yuan" drank them, Pei Shu’er waited another half an hour. Once "Lu Yuan" broke his fever, she left, only after instructing Yinxing about a few things to watch out for.

Tang Zan followed her out, keeping a few meters behind her.

His gaze occasionally swept over her wrist.

Returning to their respective rooms, neither said a word.

Once Pei Shu’er was back in her room, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed clothes to change into, and prepared to take a bath.

When she opened the door, Tang Zan stood at the doorway, his eyes slightly red, glaring at her fiercely.

Pei Shu’er instinctively tried to close the door, feeling as if she might be strangled.

Tang Zan angrily pressed against the door, preventing her from shutting it.

The words he spoke seemed barely audible, like pieces shattered in his mouth before being spat out.

"Pei Shu’er, you just don’t want to see me."

Pei Shu’er quickly shook her head, "No, you’re mistaken."

Tang Zan’s gaze swept over Pei Shu’er’s wrist.

Pei Shu’er hid her wrist behind her back, feeling an eerie fear that Tang Zan might want to chop it off.

Tang Zan said, "Come here."

Pei Shu’er didn’t want to go, but Tang Zan tugged her, pulling her into his embrace, and then dragged her wrist towards the bathroom.

This happened to be where she was headed, so Pei Shu’er didn’t struggle much and followed him.

Once inside the bathroom, Pei Shu’er walked in, followed by Tang Zan.

Pei Shu’er instinctively covered her chest, then twitched her mouth.

Sorry, she had watched too many love dramas.

She then lowered her hand.

Tang Zan’s eyes were full of banter, "You don’t think I’ll do something to your scrawny figure, do you?"

Pei Shu’er: "..."

The original body was only 16 years old and indeed not fully developed, but not really scrawny either.

After all, the body was slowly resembling her modern self.

Tang Zan’s lips curved slightly upon seeing Pei Shu’er remain silent, and his expression was less gloomy.

Then, Tang Zan said to Pei Shu’er, "Hand over your wrist."

Pei Shu’er complied.

Tang Zan carefully cleaned Pei Shu’er’s wrist, which was stained with that "Lu Yuan’s" blood.

Initially, he didn’t want to care about Pei Shu’er because this woman put a green hat on him, he must be mad to care!

However, after returning to his room, the image of Pei Shu’er’s blood-stained wrist kept appearing in his mind.

It was Lu Yuan’s bloodstain, as if someone had sullied what was his.

That feeling was like a bone in his throat, unable to let go.

Pei Shu’er was his wife.

Who else is qualified to touch her?

Even brushing against her couldn’t be allowed.

She was his.

His alone.

Pei Shu’er noticed Tang Zan’s cold expression, fierce gaze.

Yet his actions were incredibly gentle as he washed her wrist over and over.

He used five rounds of soap before his expression was no longer terrifying.

Pei Shu’er thought if there was alcohol, Tang Zan might soak her wrist for three days and nights in it to disinfect.

Was this villain’s cleanliness obsession this severe?

Or had it extended to her?

Or perhaps it was possessiveness?

When Tang Zan had washed Pei Shu’er’s wrist enough,

he finally straightened up, looking at Pei Shu’er calmly, soberly wrapping up this "wrist-washing" episode.

"Stay away from that person."

With those words, Tang Zan opened the door and walked out.

Upon opening the bathroom door, he saw Tang Qingning and Liu Xu standing at the entrance.

They looked at the wooden sign on the door with curiosity, saw "women’s bathroom" inscribed, then regarded Tang Zan oddly.

Pei Shu’er noticed Tang Zan dropped something, picked it up, and chased him out only to see Tang Qingning and Liu Xu.

They obviously saw Pei Shu’er, noticing her disheveled hair, moist eyes, and slightly red wrist.

Liu Xu discreetly eyed Pei Shu’er’s clothes, which were a bit disorderly.

Appearing as if she’d just experienced something intense?

But... it’s the women’s bathroom.

With so many people coming and going.

Her Zan’er was really bold.

However, this was good; otherwise, Pei Shu’er was so nice, if they didn’t turn raw rice into cooked rice, what if other pigs come and steal her away?

"Zan’er, you still need to mind the occasion. It’s fortunate it’s just your sister and me seeing this. If others were to notice, that’d be something else entirely."

After saying this, she shot Tang Zan a suggestive look.

Tang Zan pressed his lips together, surprisingly without explaining.

This further confirmed their assumptions.

They knew Zan’er wasn’t the type to tolerate misunderstanding.

Pei Shu’er: "?"

Once Tang Zan left, Tang Qingning and Liu Xu also entered; the women’s bathroom was a single compartment, convenient for supplying hot water.

Liu Xu looked at Pei Shu’er with a smile.

"Perhaps we can expect a grandchild by winter."

Pei Shu’er: "..."

Wait, in that brief moment, didn’t they misunderstand something?

Had they concocted a scenario of her and Tang Zan having an epic confrontation here?

She really wasn’t into bathroom play.

To avoid misunderstandings, Pei Shu’er hurried to explain.

"Mom, sis-in-law, let me explain."

Both wore knowing smiles.

"Mother and sis-in-law understand."

Then, they opened a compartment and shut the door for bathing.

No!

You don’t understand!