from here again.Just before her mother passed away, she was still trying to find a way to secretly save money so that on her mother's birthday, she could buy her the rose almond pastries from here to...Nan Gong Ye carefully helped Qing Xuan up, who was injured.

"Does it still hurt"

Even though her wound had already been bandaged, Nan Gong Ye still cupped her hand and made a gesture as if he were gently blowing on the back of her hand like she had just been injured.

But her hands are all bandaged up now!

If someone else did such a silly thing, she would surely find it amusing.

But now the one who feels pity for her is Nangong Ye.

Even the most foolish actions, in Qingxuan's eyes, are the most touching.

The more innocent and pure the actions, the more it demonstrates that the other person is displaying their most genuine emotions.

Looking at Nangong Ye's eyes filled with guilt and worry, Qing Xuan smiled and shook her head.

Qingxuan: "My husband, I am skilled in medicine. When I do things, of course, I know my limits. This wound has been treated with medicine a long time ago, so it's different now."

Afterwards, Qingxuan used a gentle and soothing voice to tell Nangong Ye about everything that had happened to her after she entered the palace.

When Nangong Ye learned that Qing Xuan had deliberately injured her hand in exchange for her freedom, he was stunned.

Instead, Nangong Ye immediately lowered his head as if he were angry.

Qingxuan lowered her voice: "Husband, I know this might seem rash to you. But to exchange a small injury for your freedom afterwards, it's a profitable deal. Besides, the imperial physician in the palace would take half a month to heal my hand, but I only need seven days to recover."

Qing Xuan finished speaking and winked at Nangong Ye.

However, she found that Nangong Ye looked even angrier.

Before Qingxuan could react, she saw Nangong Ye suddenly take off the hairpin he was wearing on his head.

Nan Gong Ye's pitch-black hair cascaded down his back, his brows and eyes were strikingly handsome.

Before Qingxuan could react, Nangong Ye grabbed the hairpin and fiercely stabbed it into his own hand.

Qingxuan: "My husband!"

Qingxuan panicked.

Qingxuan wanted to stop him, but Nangong Ye's speed was extremely fast.

Qingxuan tried to stop it but was powerless, she could only watch helplessly as the hairpin plunged into Nangong Ye's back.

Namgung Yeop was like someone who couldn't feel pain, looking at her with deep, penetrating eyes.

"If I can't take the pain away from Xuan’er, then as her husband, I will bear it with her."

Is this person stupid!

Seeing Nangong Ye's bloody back, Qing Xuan was furious.

She immediately took out hemostatic powder from her sleeve and sprinkled it on Nangong Ye's wound.

Now Qingxuan has one hand that can't move, making it inconvenient for her to help Nangong Ye with his bandages.

Qingxuan: “I’ll have Ah Hong come in and bandage you up.”

Nan Gong Ye Que directly refused her: "Xuan'er, there's no need."

NanGong Ye directly took out a clean handkerchief from the cabinet. Then, with one hand moving smoothly and without any hesitation, he bandaged his wounded hand.

From the quick and efficient way Nan Gong Ye dealt with the wound, it was clear that he had plenty of experience dressing his own injuries from his time on the battlefield.

Qing Xuan tightly pursed her lips, thinking of how Nangong Ye had once been so dedicated on the battlefield, pouring his heart and soul for the emperor. In the end, all he received was death at the hands of the very emperor he served. Her face darkened again.

Namgung Yep seemed to feel nothing of the pain on his back, he pulled Qing Xuan into his arms.

This little injury is nothing to Nangong Ye, who has once suffered so much pain that he had even stepped into the jaws of death.

But Qingxuan didn't think so.

The more she knew about Nangong Ye's past hardships, the more she didn't want him to be hurt again.

However, before Qingxuan could get angry and speak, Nangong Ye's lips had already lightly kissed Qingxuan's earlobe.

This is Qingxuan's sensitive spot. Originally still angry, Qingxuan felt a jolt like electricity the moment Nangong Ye kissed her. Her mind went blank in an instant.

Nangong Ye: "Xuan'er, it's all because your husband is no good. If not for me, you wouldn't have to work so hard, and you wouldn't even have to resort to such desperate measures."

She just played the victim card.

He hurt his own hand for nothing!

Are you intentionally making her feel sorry for you

Qingxuan still wanted to speak, but Nangong Ye's kiss had already landed on her lips, silencing all her words.

Finally, her voice softened into a sultry hum.

The air was thick with unspoken tension. Qing Xuan's muffled whimpers suddenly exploded like a thunderbolt, igniting the flames in Nan Gong Ye's heart.h Zhou Hong's birthmark size hasn't changed significantly, its color has faded from deep black to light gray. 。Just a change in color, the birthmark on Zhou Hong's face didn't seem as frightening anym...