Various sounds reached Ji Wushang's ears, but he simply pretended not to hear them and didn't look at those people, nestling in his arms. It must be said, his embrace was warm and soft, making him truly happy and at ease.
Nan Xuzong ignored everyone's gaze and went straight upstairs to his room on the third floor of the inn. Once inside, he kicked the door shut and walked into the inner room.
When Ji Wushang was placed on the bed, he realized that he had already entered the room with him.
Ji Wushang turned around, intending to get up, but he was already sitting on the bed with her. "What, where are you going?"
"I'm thirsty." Ji Wushang glanced at the tea in the distance.
“The tea has gone cold. I’ll have someone get some hot tea to warm your stomach.” Nan Xuzong said, pressing her back onto the bed. “Just rest well and don’t think about anything else.” Nan Xuzong looked at her as he spoke, and Ji Wushang nodded. “Okay.”
Nan Xuzong nodded, and then stepped out.
What Ji Wushang saw was that after he spoke a few words with Hong Fei outside, he immediately turned around and came back here.
Nan Xuzong approached and smiled, "Something came up and I was held up."
"It's alright. Is something the matter?" Ji Wushang looked at him.
"The King of the Western Regions has sent someone to extend an invitation. Tomorrow, we will attend a banquet at the Western Regions King's palace." Nan Xuzong smiled. "Are you nervous?"
"A little bit, but I'm not nervous with you by my side," Ji Wushang said. As long as it's not a trap, he's not worried. But if it is, then things will get a bit troublesome. He'll have to come up with some foolproof plans.
Nan Xuzong saw her eyes darting around and knew she was worried about something. He stepped forward and sat down beside her. "Don't worry, I guarantee that if that King of the Western Regions dares to cause trouble at this banquet, I guarantee he'll be the one coughing up blood!"
Ji Wushang smiled and said, "Okay."
"Let me see the wound. I wonder what medicine the Snow Mountain Elder used to treat your kneeling injury." Nan Xuzong said, then got up, picked up Ji Wushang and laid her down on the bed. He glanced into her eyes, "If I hurt you, you must tell me, and I will stop immediately."
Ji Wushang nodded, "Okay."
Nan Xuzong looked at the wound on her knee and carefully lifted her trouser leg. Fortunately, it wasn't too cold here after coming down the mountain, so lifting her trouser leg didn't feel too cold.
At this moment, her snow-white calves were exposed. Ji Wushang pursed her lips and looked at Nan Xuzong's expression.
Nan Xuzong was very focused, carefully watching her knees the whole time. Finally, he tucked his trousers up to just above her knees, down to her thighs.
He immediately examined her injuries carefully. After seeing that he did not have any unusual "reaction", Ji Wushang breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at it, then rolled up the other trouser leg. "I just asked Hongfei to bring me the medicine later, so wait a moment while I change your dressing."
"Mm." Ji Wushang nodded obediently.
His movements were gentle and slow, making Ji Wushang almost think that he wasn't actually pulling up her trouser leg for her. Finally, he pushed it up, and looking at her bandaged knee, some blood had seeped out, soaking into the bandage. Because the bandage was wrapped quite thickly, the blood hadn't yet reached the surface.
Nan Xuzong felt a pang of heartache as he looked up at her. She was suddenly struck by his gaze, and her face flushed instantly.
"Does it hurt?" Nan Xuzong asked, looking at her.
“You’ve asked me many times, it doesn’t hurt anymore.” Ji Wushang suppressed the agitation in his heart and looked at him before saying this.
Nan Xuzong nodded, not caring that he had asked several times before, "I can feel your pain just by looking at you... Wushang!" He sighed deeply. The world, one after another, wanted him to give up her, kill her, forget her. How could he do that? She loved him so much, and they truly loved each other. How could he force himself to treat her so cruelly?
He couldn't bring himself to do it. He'd rather die himself than let her die! She'd already died once. If he had to make her suffer the pain of death again, he'd rather give his heart to the King of Hell than let her endure that suffering once more!
Just then, footsteps sounded outside. Nan Xuzong immediately said, "Hongfei is here with some things. You rest for a bit, I'll be right back."
"Go ahead! I'll wait for you." Ji Wushang said, leaning closer to the head of the bed. He gently covered her with the quilt, also covering her legs. "I'll be right back."
Nan Xuzong went outside and brought back hot tea, as well as a lot of medicinal herbs that Gong Shu had brought for him. All of these were in a small box.
Nan Xuzong poured a cup of hot tea and walked to Ji Wushang's bedside. "See if he can drink it."
Ji Wushang took the glass, slowly drank it, and then handed the empty glass to Nan Xuzong. Nan Xuzong took it and asked, "Want some more?"
"No, I don't want it." Ji Wushang shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Nan Xuzong immediately threw the teacup onto the table, where it landed steadily.
Immediately afterwards, Nan Xuzong gently lifted her brocade quilt, "I'll change your dressing."
Ji Wushang nodded without speaking.
Nan Xuzong located the connection point and began to unwrap her bandages. Ji Wushang then asked, "When we go to the banquet tomorrow, can I walk by myself without you carrying me?"
"You don't like me holding you?" Nan Xuzong looked up at her.
"No." Ji Wushang shook his head, and just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted again, "That's fine then. If you like it, enjoy it. I like it too."
“But isn’t this a bit inappropriate? After all, we are now envoys of our country. If we carry him into the palace like this, they will definitely laugh at us.” Ji Wushang looked at him. “Besides, isn’t my leg much better?”
"Hmm, it's much better now. I need to take a closer look." Nan Xuzong said, already unwrapping the gauze, and then unwrapping it layer by layer.
"You agreed, didn't you?" Ji Wushang asked.
"We'll talk about tomorrow's problems tomorrow." Nan Xuzong lowered his head and carefully removed her gauze. He noticed that the abrasions were quite large, and some areas had already started to scab over. He wondered if they would leave scars, and decided to get some medicine to remove them himself.
"Um, tomorrow, tomorrow will come soon." Ji Wushang saw that he was serious, but didn't want to distract him, so he remained silent.
Nan Xuzong then unwrapped another piece of gauze.
His gaze was now drawn to her snow-white legs. Nan Xuzong gently cleaned Ji Wushang's wounds, removing the old skin, then applied some scar-reducing and fast-healing medicine before bandaging it again. Looking up at Ji Wushang, he saw she seemed tired, leaning against the headboard with her eyes half-closed, as if taking a nap. It seemed his technique had been gentle enough not to hurt her; that was good.
Looking at her sleeping soundly, exhausted, Nan Xuzong felt a surge of sweetness in his heart. His gaze fell on her lips, and he couldn't help but lean forward and kiss her.
Ji Wushang, unaware of his identity, assumed there was something there, so he reached out and waved his hand lightly, muttering, "Go away."
Nan Xuzong smiled, his gaze involuntarily shifting downwards. She had a good figure, but she looked rather thin now. This was probably because taking care of him had exhausted her, making her constantly sleepy… He needed to make it up to her, and also make sure she ate more; otherwise, her skin felt a bit rough to the touch. He didn't mind, but he had to consider her health; being too thin wasn't good for her.
Nan Xuzong gently stroked her snow-white skin, and as he thought of that word that felt rough on the skin, he almost lost control.
But this touch made things even more uncontrollable.
He hadn't touched her in a long time, and these feelings were bound to grow. Nan Xuzong glanced at her sleeping face, then lowered his head, his large hand gripping her waist, while his other hand caressed her lower skin. The intense heat spread through her body, causing her to tremble slightly. But his actions were so subtle that she didn't realize anything was amiss. Moreover, in her mind's eye, the man in front of her was intently changing and applying medicine to her wounds.
Nan Xuzong's dark eyes darkened. He gently stroked and caressed her, his gaze fixed on her snow-white skin. A burning desire gradually ignited in his eyes. His thin lips covered her thighs, kissing them lightly, and then moving downwards, gently and meticulously, not wanting to miss a single detail, and indeed not missing an inch.
Ji Wushang felt a dampness on his thigh. His eyes were still blurry with sleep, but he was too drowsy to speak, so he whispered, "Cong..."
"Mmm," Nan Xuzong responded, his voice deep and husky. He slightly raised his beautiful head and saw Ji Wushang gently turning her body, carefully avoiding the painful spot on her knee. However, due to the angle, she could only lie flat. This made things even more to Nan Xuzong's liking.
Nan Xuzong looked at her, seeing her sleeping sweetly, and felt a pang of pity. He thought he should let her go for now and take her later. Suppressing the restlessness in his lower abdomen, he stepped forward and kissed her cherry lips, "I really don't want to let you go."
As he kissed her lips, Ji Wushang felt his familiar scent and couldn't help but stick out her delicate tongue to touch him. In an instant, he felt as if he had been electrocuted. His large hand had already grasped her waist, and his fragrant tongue had already explored her mouth, playing and chasing with her.
Ji Wushang thought she was dreaming, watching her man doing this embarrassing thing with her. However, the feeling was so wonderful that Ji Wushang couldn't help but put her hands on his shoulders, wrap her arms around his neck, and respond to him carefully.
He was overjoyed; a feeling of exhilaration leaped from his heart. He opened his eyes and saw her with her eyes half-closed in a daze. He wondered, was she dreaming, or was she awake?
It doesn't really matter; what matters is her and him, that's enough.
Ji Wushang felt her body getting hotter and hotter, and she felt a strong urge to breathe. Nan Xuzong looked at her, freeing one hand to slide down, his thin lips still playing with hers, while his large hand was already moving incessantly over her body, as if it had come to life, setting her on fire.
He had applied the medicine to her wounds, so he naturally knew what they were. Nan Xuzong chuckled wickedly as he stepped forward, his large hand caressing her beauty, his lips already moving downwards, kissing her beautiful neck, playfully nibbling and sending shivers down her spine. She was dazed; the feeling was wonderful, but it didn't feel like a dream, yet it did. Before Ji Wushang could think further, Nan Xuzong had already pulled the ribbon from her waist, kissing every beautiful part of her, inhaling her fragrance, feeling satisfied yet filled with endless desire.
She was so captivating, so irresistible, that I was endlessly drawn into her.
He would be willing to die, because he had completely won this woman over. But what he wanted was more than that; he wanted to stay with her forever, never to be separated, to give her all the happiness she needed, and to give her everything she required without hesitation.
This woman has captivated me endlessly!
Nan Xuzong gently lifted her clothes, and when he faced that beautiful sight, his Adam's apple bobbed, and hot sweat streamed down his forehead. She hadn't woken up. Should he continue? Nan Xuzong asked his own heart.
He really wanted to continue. That was the voice inside him.
Ji Wushang's clothes were lifted, and his large, burning hands explored inside. Kissing lips rained down. Ji Wushang felt something was amiss; why did his chest feel wet? And with a slightly stimulating sensation!
Suddenly, as she tried to open her eyes, Nan Xuzong, as if preordained, immediately kissed her eyes, and she dared not open them again. His lips were so hot, so gentle. Nan Xuzong looked at her, then gently moved away, "Shall we do it once?" He whispered in her ear, and then kissed her earlobe and the back of her ear.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and the thought of waking up was gone because of his kiss. He was so gentle and affectionate.
She felt like she was seeing him in a dream. He asked her softly, but she just felt it was a dream; she was so tired...
"Mmm." He couldn't help but let out a barely audible sound, which he took as a yes.
His large hand moved from the front of his body down to his back. He suppressed the strong restlessness in his heart, and his hand, warm and slightly trembling, moved down his back.
She loosened her silk robe slightly.
The man felt himself lost in a sea of desire, yet he was extremely protective of everything before him, afraid of hurting her. He knew her sensitivity, her small size, her fragility, and her passionate nature. This was a man who understood and loved her.
The man then suppressed the heat beneath him and stepped back slightly.
He quickly untied his robe, the robe she had helped him put on, and now he was taking it off.
He casually tossed his belt aside, then even took off his last piece of underwear, revealing his handsome, perfectly proportioned physique once again pressing down on her petite frame.
She felt a sudden panic when he moved away slightly; he had vanished from her dream! Her hand immediately reached out to search for him. "Cong!" she called out her lover's name, her voice filled with tension, longing, and a touch of unease.
A tremor ran through him. She dreamt of him, so what more could he ask for? No, what he longed for was to be together forever. That was his only wish.
When she sensed someone approaching again, and it was that familiar scent and smell, Ji Wushang finally felt at ease. At that moment, she felt a large hand holding her small hand, and she instinctively intertwined her fingers with his.
He smiled and gently kissed her small hand with his large one. "Wu Shang, you are so beautiful."
Ji Wushang seemed to have heard him, a slight smile spreading across her lips. Nan Xuzong was captivated, and his lips covered hers, his touch filled with seven parts tenderness and three parts ruthlessness, as he entangled with her.
He placed her small hand on her head and moved his kisses down her head. So beautiful, so tempting.
His other hand had already torn open her clothes, slid down, and was caressing her firm and beautiful buttocks.
He was so hot that he couldn't hold back any longer. The caresses and kneading were no longer enough for him. If he continued to hold back, he was afraid he would explode.
Driven by passion, his jade-like fingers gently explored her exquisite place, entering the gate of her longing, and feeling the pain of her unrequited love. He kissed her beauty, giving her even more stimulation.
When she felt a stinging sensation below, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw the head buried in her chest. "Cong!" she exclaimed.
Nan Xuzong was startled; he hadn't done it on purpose! Her face turned pale. "It hurts."
“Wu Shang…” Nan Xu Cong’s sweat dripped onto her body. Ji Wu Shang opened her eyes and saw that his eyes were filled with endless burning desire. She was half-undressed and he must have taken everything down there, while he was naked and pressed against her body.
"I'm so hot, so tired... Can you feel it?" The man's face was contorted as he looked at her pitifully. Although his jade-like fingers were probing that place, he dared not move until she woke up and nodded.
Ji Wushang swallowed hard, looking at the man before her. She shouldn't have overestimated his willpower, especially in this situation… She thought she was dreaming, but it turned out she wasn't. Ji Wushang looked at him, “Cong, I…”
Before she could finish speaking, he kissed her red lips. "I...I miss you so much..." he said, his kisses growing more and more passionate. She had been asleep just now, and he was afraid of hurting her. Now that she was awake, he didn't know if she would refuse him. So, he wanted to greedily wait a little longer before she rejected him.
Ji Wushang gently pushed him away, thinking of leaving his thin lips, but he relentlessly pursued her.
When he finally released her, panting, Ji Wushang's neck was red. "Um... can I not?" She wished she could disappear into the ground, but he kissed her face. "I can't help it. Can you help me think of a way?" As he spoke, his jade fingers moved, and Ji Wushang trembled all over. "No... sob sob..." She couldn't help but sob softly.
He panicked at the sound of crying, looking at her face. "I'll be very careful... Relax, okay? Be good." He kissed her lips and then kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Wu Shang, Wu Shang..." Nan Xu Cong straightened his back as he called her name.