The Marriage of an Esteemed Supreme Healer, a Noble Ruler

Chapter 2501 - 2501 Side Story 5: Itchy

2501 Side Story 5: Itchy

Yan Qing was stunned.

Hearing her words, his ears suddenly heated up. He subconsciously said, “This… I’m afraid it’s a little inappropriate…”

Xiao Ba blinked. Her eyes were pure, and her thick curly eyelashes fluttered gently, as if a subtle wind had brushed past his heart.

She sighed softly, her warm breath brushing down. She also pouted gently, her red lips full. “You’re unwilling to help? In that case, your apology doesn’t seem sincere.”

Yan Qing was conflicted and frowned slightly.

He knew very well that the injury on Xiao Ba’s waist was indeed very serious. If he didn’t guess wrongly, the injury had spread to her waist and back. Under normal circumstances, she could reach it herself, but her shoulder was also injured, so her movements would probably be a little forced.

However, it was precisely because of this that if he helped apply the medicine, this position… After all, the two of them weren’t related now.

But since she had already said so… If he really rejected her, it would indeed make him look unreasonable. Moreover, it wasn’t appropriate to pay attention to the defense between men and women when dealing with injured people.

He seemed to be thinking too much.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing nodded. “OK.”

…

Hearing the answer she wanted, Xiao Ba raised her eyebrows and smiled. Then, she turned around and walked to the bed.

Yan Qing followed three steps behind her, neither too far nor too close.

Xiao Ba hugged the pillow and lay down. “Lord Left Divine General, be gentle later.”

Her voice was a little muffled, but it was especially soft.

After a while, there was no movement from the person behind her.

She turned her head in confusion, but Yan Qing didn’t move.

Her lips curled up. “Why aren’t you moving? Could it be that you regret it?”

Yan Qing came back to his senses and his eyes narrowed. He finally went forward and sat by the bed.

Xiao Ba handed him a jade bottle. “Here, this is it.”

Yan Qing had seen this before.

Indeed, Chu Liuyue’s heart ached when she saw Xiao Ba’s injury, so she specially brought it over for her to use.

He lowered the sword in his hand and took the medicine.

Xiao Ba hugged the pillow and folded her arms. She crossed her hands and rested her chin on them. “Let’s begin!”

Yan Qing pursed his lips and finally looked at her extremely slender waist.

Her skin was smooth and fair, as if it could glo, but it was precisely because of this that the large bruise on her lower back was especially obvious. Moreover, as time passed, the bruise had gradually taken on a purplish-red color and had expanded.

It was even more shocking.

Yan Qing frowned.

Previously, because her clothes were covering her body, he could only vaguely see a scar on her waist. Although he knew that her injuries should be more serious than what could be seen when he carried her out of the life-and-death challenge, he didn’t expect it to be to this extent.

His expression turned cold.

As if sensing that something was wrong, Xiao Ba turned around and glanced at him. “…Lord Left Divine General, I’m just asking you for a small favor. You…”

His expression is a little too cold. If he is really unwilling, he can just reject me!

Yan Qing knew that she had misunderstood, so he explained, “No, I’m just thinking that the punishment for Shu Jing was still too light.”

Xiao Ba was stunned, not expecting him to say this.

After a moment, her red lips curled up slightly. “Isn’t that so? How can she break the rules of the life-and-death challenge?”

This was a huge taboo.

Yan Qing paused and didn’t speak. He was angry but not entirely because of this.

A moment later, he opened the bottle and took the pale green ointment with his index finger. After hesitating for a moment, he finally approached and applied the ointment to the wound on Xiao Ba’s back.

Her skin was smooth, soft, and warm.

His fingers stiffened slightly, but Xiao Ba didn’t seem to notice. She rested her face on the back of her hand.

From his angle, he could see half of her face. Her forehead was full, her nose was tall, and her lips were red.

She had her eyes closed, and her thick curly eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids.

Yan Qing retracted his gaze and pushed the ointment away.

Her waist was really thin. Under the colorful broken jade beads, her waist was sunken. Her smooth lines suddenly retracted here, forming an unimaginable curve.

She had a beautiful figure.

Her waist was easy to grasp.

Further down was an exquisite and gorgeous pleated dress, and—