Un joven enfermizo que viaja a la época de la dinastía Song

Capítulo 218

Never holding a grudge, always calm and composed;

He used to be ugly but arrogant, roaming freely in the world;

He used to be quiet and profound, like a new sail after a thousand sails.

What's wrong with him...?

After bandaging his wound, Chou Qian looked at me with a smile. He was actually smiling, a very childlike smile. "You know..." he tilted his head, even more like a child, "If you drew all over your face and made it look like mine, would they still love you?"

What are you trying to do? Fear spread through my heart, and I slowly moved closer.

When Chou Qian saw me move, his gaze suddenly turned cold, and I was so frightened that I dared not move again.

He laughed again, his laughter growing even louder: "Come here."

I dared not shake my head, dared not make a firm decision. I just watched him smile.

"come over."

He reached out his hand, convinced I would come over.

Yes, I will get through this. I won't fight against myself, and I certainly won't risk my life.

I reached out and grabbed his hand.

He hugged me, his laughter ringing out, "Isn't this wonderful?"

Oh no, I'm freezing.

"Always be obedient like this."

Absolutely not, I will fight back!

Chouqian put me on the bed and pressed his whole body against me.

The wound on my shoulder reopened, and blood oozed out.

He glanced at the wound and said coolly, "Fragile."

Are you referring to my life?! A chill runs down my spine. If you tried to scare me, you succeeded. Please let me go back.

Chou Qian started to unbutton his clothes. I looked at him in fear. "No, I'm so tired. I need to rest."

He possessed him.

I backed away, hoping Chouqian would be understanding; I'd just be obedient from now on. It's a pity he couldn't hear me calling out today.

When Chou Qian saw me retreat, he stopped taking off his clothes, which were only half-undressed, and stared straight at me, his gaze penetrating my very soul and blood. I dared not breathe. I moved closer to him, afraid to move. So be it. Everyone dies eventually.

He smiled and continued his work.

He glanced at me every time he took off a piece of clothing. He was teasing a mouse, and I was that poor mouse. He was happy when I didn't move, and he frowned when I moved.

Damn! You're kidding me? Do you think I can't be funny? I'll watch you make a fool of yourself while I make a fool of myself.

He saw me move, and when he frowned, I moved back. I was just idling around anyway.

In the end, he still came up, and out of pity for her, he sold her to some unscrupulous merchant...

If no one wakes me, I can sleep for a month. My poor heart is being tortured like this, I want to sleep for a year and sleep you all to death!

"Madam, breakfast is ready."

I opened my eyes and saw beautiful green mountains and clear waters before me, a sight that soothed my mind and spirit.

The first rays of dawn are refreshing and invigorating.

"Madam, breakfast is ready." A familiar voice rang out, like a nightingale singing in the breeze. "You—" I stared at it in surprise; I really saw it.

"The maid, Lü'er."

"That's not what I'm asking you. How come you're so... so beautiful? No, I mean beautiful, and how should I put it... 'A beauty that could topple kingdoms' doesn't do justice to your elegance, and 'the beauty of the Weiyang Kingdom' can't compare to your gentle charm."

"Madam, breakfast is ready."

"I'll eat later and look at you for a while." Looking at beautiful women too much will make you beautiful too.

“Madam, breakfast is ready.” She was as stubborn as a blade of grass.

"Let's go eat right away." After I got dressed.

"No need, the maid will bring it to you. The master has ordered that the lady cannot leave the hospital without his approval."

"What did you say!" What is he trying to do? Put me under house arrest? I have a job.

"Where's Chou Qian?!"

"He went to court and hasn't returned yet."

I was completely dumbfounded. I fought yesterday, and then went to see Qianqing today. Did I lose my mind?

I searched everywhere for yesterday's clothes, and Greenie brought me a set of women's clothing: "Master has instructed that Madam's food, clothing, and daily affairs shall all be taken care of by this servant."

She helped me change my clothes with practiced ease; she could handle even the most complicated garments with ease.

This is a standard women's outfit, a standard old-fashioned women's outfit, a trendy style that I haven't altered. It's form-fitting and also restricts the mind.

Greenie styled my hair into a woman's bun.