Mi Tian Zhen - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

At the sight of my expression, a vein jumped at Song Wendu’s temple.

Then, with great difficulty, he lowered his eyes and followed my gaze to that conspicuous bulge.

Our eyes met.

The air seemed to freeze in that instant.

Only the wind outside remained, rustling the branches with a soft susurrus.

While he was still stiff as a board, I reached out without so much as a change in expression and, with remarkable efficiency, yanked off his underpants.

“You scared me. I thought your thigh was swollen. So it was just this.”

I nodded in relief, then brought over another bowl of medicine and encouraged him, “My lord, you truly are recovering well. Look at this vitality – your qi and blood are already flowing throughout your entire body, full of vigor.”

“It seems your constitution has been thoroughly saved.”

“This is truly cause for-”

“Miss Du.” Before I could finish, he turned his head away in utter despair, his voice as faint as a thread.

“This humble woman is here.”

“…I beg you.”

“Beg me for what?”

“I beg you to stop talking.”

He closed his eyes in absolute hopelessness.

Then, abandoning all resistance, he said, “Why don’t you just give me a bowl of knockout medicine and drug me unconscious?”

“Wh-what?”

The moment I heard that, my tongue nearly tied itself into knots.

I stared fixedly at him as cold sweat instantly crawled up my back.

“My lord, did you… remember something unpleasant?”

Everything had been fine.

Why had he suddenly brought up knockout medicine?!

Had he remembered?

Or had he not?

Could it be…

that packet of Oblivion Powder had been sitting around too long and lost its effect?

Under my terrified gaze, Song Wendu buried his face even deeper.

“…I do not wish to remember.”

“Or you could also bring me a bowl of medicine that makes me lose my memory after drinking it.”

Memory-loss medicine?!

My knees went weak, and I nearly collapsed beside the bed. I stammered, “M-my lord, you have only just woken. You absolutely must not get upset.”

“Th-this humble woman was muddleheaded for a moment just now, but I… I didn’t actually cause you any lasting harm, did I? You are a magnanimous man, my lord. Please forgive me this once.”

The man’s long lashes trembled in an extremely odd way, and he looked at me in surprise.

Then he unnaturally averted his gaze, cleared his throat, and said awkwardly, “As long as you know you were wrong.”

I looked up in disbelief.

“Does that mean… I’m forgiven?”

Twenty bowls of knockout medicine.

One bowl of Oblivion Powder.

And he was just letting it go?!

When he was unconscious, he had spent every day with his brow furrowed.

Who would have thought he was so broad-minded?

He shouldn’t be the Chief of the Court of Judicial Review.

He should be the Chancellor!!

“…What else?”

“All you did was put your hands all over me and say a few… indecent things.” The man’s ears reddened as he murmured, “Do you expect me to have you tortured over that?”

“…”

So.

That was what he meant.

He scared me to death!

The heart lodged in my throat dropped firmly back into my chest in an instant.

He closed his eyes and said helplessly, “Forget it. It is also my fault for having just woken up and not yet being accustomed to suddenly having someone… someone attend to me so intimately without the slightest regard for propriety between men and women.”

“You… you may get up now.”

He took a breath, his expression taut as he guarded himself against me.

“From now on, I will recover my strength as quickly as possible.”

“As for the next few days… there will be no need to wipe me down for the time being.”