The Noble Woman's Guide On How to Tease One's Husband

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Chapter 46 – Emotional Tide

Chu Jinglan was leaning on the bed reading a book when Ye Huaiyang walked in through the door. Dressed in a jade-green bed clothes which was smooth as satin, it instantly lighted up her eyes from the reflection of the candle flames. She shook off the frosty snow and dispersed the coldness before walking up to him.

"I'm back."

"Hm." Chu Jinglan responded faintly, turning another page of the book in his hand.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed with her slender arms propping beside his waist, Ye Huaiyang leaned slightly over and said, "Even women have been delivered to the door, so it seems that this reception banquet could still be regarded as amiable for both the host and its guest."

Glancing up at her, Chu Jinglan said, "Change back to women's clothing tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Ye Huaiyang revealed an insight as she mischievously pinched his earlobe and said, "Hm? Want this Wangfei to be your shield? Then Wangye must show some good faith..."

"What do you want?" Chu Jinglan closed the book and gazed at her.

"I want a lot. I want Wangye and Wangye's heart." Ye Huaiyang's words somewhat paused for a moment when her slender fingers slid from the side of his face to his chest before finally landed on his knees, "I also want Wangye to live a long life so that I can keep accompanying."

So, she had known about his suffering from the old illness and also his refusal to see a physician, hence she came to persuade him in a roundabout way.

Without waiting for Chu Jinglan to speak, she quickly took out a lion-head cloud patterned crystal bottle from her sleeves and said, "Hm, this medicine is called Ningxian dew that can invigorate bones and generate muscles which is most helpful for your old injuries. Just try it, okay?"

He looked at the thing for a few seconds before asking lightly, "Did you specifiedly get it tonight?"

"Yeah, this place in Jingzhou is just too remote. They rummaged through boxes for most of the day and found just one bottle while the drugstore doesn't even have anything to warm oneself up. I'm almost frozen stiff from waiting."

Ye Huaiyang pursed her cherry lips slightly, seemingly very dissatisfied and wondered how to straighten out her family's medicinal stores when Chu Jinglan's clear and mellow voice drifted to her ears.

"Let's try it then."

Ye Huaiyang was startled before revealing a joyful look, as if she couldn't believe when he had become so easy to talk to. Momentarily afraid that he would go back on his words, she quickly lifted the brocade quilt and rolled up his trousers then softly said while scooping the ointment out, "It will hurt a little, so just bear with it and it'll be fine later."

It was a peremptory tone of coaxing a child.

The dashing eyebrows of Chu Jinglan tilted slightly, merely pretended not hearing her speech yet he couldn't help but look over; seeing her kneeling on the side of the bed as she tucked a strand of unruly swaying hair on her cheek behind her ears and concentrated with applying the medicine on him. The soft finger pads rubbed back and forth on his knees, spreading the cold ointment evenly to every part and from time to time, she would blow some breaths, looking adorable and caring that the heartstring of someone as cold as him was moved by such a tender scene.

"I heard my father say you fell from the edge of a cliff with your legs badly mangled by the falling gravel. It's godsend that you're back in this shape now."

Her voice paused slightly while her fingertips slowly caressed over those hideous scars with cautious and gentleness, as if she was handling an extremely precious piece of china. Even though they had already healed, she could not help but feel sorrow and wished she could hack the person who had caused all of this into mincemeat, yet the violence in her heart instantly disappeared without a trace when she faced Chu Jinglan, leaving only a gently undulating spring water lake.

"But Wangye can rest assured." She blinked away the sheen in her eyes and smiled at him, "I couldn't catch up before but from now on, this Wangfei will definitely take good care of them."

An exquisite seven-aperture heart encircled and never moving half an inch away from him.

Chu Jinglan looked at her quietly with eyes dark like honeyed amber that gradually showed traces of melting.

It was late at night when snow dispersed thinly outside with the north wind slapping against the lintel of the doors, rolling up snow seeds that all amassed on the wooden frames as the thawing flowed along the oil paper to the ground, blotting out deep and shallow water stains.