Transmigrator meets Reincarnator

Ch. 219 and Ch. 220

"I can walk now, just not too quickly."

Long legs carried He Changdi over to Chu Lian's side in just three strides. He pushed aside the long hem of his robe and sat down next to Chu Lian.

The originally stiff, hard bed had suddenly turned warm and soft with cushiony bedding. The difference in expectation made He Changdi freeze for a second. An instance of panic flashed across his normally calm and collected face.

However, He Changdi quickly concealed his flustered emotions. His seemingly casual gaze brushed over Chu Lian for a moment, as if checking whether she had detected his moment of abnormality.

His thin lips pressed together as he bent over, preparing to lift up Chu Lian's skirt.

Chu Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He Sanlang seemed to have gotten into a bad habit. Back in the cave, he had also lifted up her skirt without any warning. She was already so used to it that she was no longer surprised by his actions.

However, Wenqing and Wenlan were still in the tent. Showing off such an intimate action with an audience made Chu Lian blush a little.

She drew her legs back with the intention to escape, but before she could, He Changdi caught hold of her calf.

"Don't move," he murmured.

Chu Lian froze on the spot.

Wenqing and Wenlan exchanged glances, sharing their joy. Wenqing was the one who came up with the sensible explanation to prolong this scene. She said, "Third Young Master, Third Young Madam hasn't eaten yet. We servants will go and bring some food back."

Without waiting for permission from their two masters, Wenqing tugged Wenlan behind her and escaped from the tent.

Now that their audience was gone, Chu Lian relaxed.

She looked down and watched as He Changdi's slender fingers rolled up her pants leg before gently removing her sock. Her slender, fair leg was now exposed to his eyes, from her calf all the way to her ankle.

As He Sanlang's warm palms brushed along her calf, he revealed the wound around her ankle.

The rather severe-looking injury had already scabbed over. However, since the skin around it was as white as snow, the dark coloured scab was a little eye-catching.

A glint flashed through He Changdi's eyes as he looked at the wound. His Adam's apple trembled a little as he touched the scab gently. "Does it still hurt?"

Chu Lian was enjoying the warmth of his palms as they massaged her skin. Her almond-shaped eyes began to close in pleasure. She shook her head in reply to his question and said, "It stopped hurting after it scabbed over. It just gets a little itchy at night under the warm blankets."

He Sanlang carefully inspected her wound for a while more. When he realised that her wound was indeed much better after it had scabbed over, he breathed a soft sigh of relief. A weight he hadn't even known he had been carrying seemed to have lifted from his shoulders.

When He Changdi noticed that the leg he held was turning a little cool, he quickly put Chu Lian's sock and shoe back on. His palm lingered on her smooth leg for a moment more, almost as if he couldn't bear to let it go, but he finally stood up.

All the care he had just shown had been carried out by his subconsciousness. He hadn't thought much of it while checking her wound, but now that he was done, the atmosphere was turning a little awkward.

Chu Lian didn't think much of the intimacy at all. She turned to continue staring at He Changdi with her wide eyes. As she blinked, she felt that He Sanlang seemed to be exceptionally handsome today.