Xiao Changyi has an injury on his back; now that An Jing is back at his side, he couldn’t hide it even if he tried, so he spoke honestly: "I have a little injury on my back, nothing serious, you don’t need to worry."
The more Xiao Changyi asked her not to worry, the more she worried. Since there were no outsiders around, she broke free from his embrace and started to take off his clothes. As soon as his clothes were removed, she discovered the wound on his back.
The wound had already been treated and was wrapped in cloth. An Jing couldn’t see how big or deep the wound was, but she could see that the white cloth was stained with a lot of blood, indicating the injury was quite serious.
"How did this happen?" An Jing was heartbroken, her voice almost on the verge of tears.
"When I killed Dongfang Tianchong, he also injured ." Xiao Changyi briefly explained, pulling An Jing to sit on the bed beside him.
An Jing said, "Is Dongfang Tianchong that formidable? He actually managed to wound you?"
"His martial arts have improved a lot; it was difficult to deal with him easily, I could only get hurt to kill him."
An Jing recalled what Dongfang Tianyang had told her, that his skills were taught by Dongfang Tianchong. Only then did she say, "Dongfang Tianyang said Dongfang Tianchong led an army of a hundred thousand to kill you, I even thought you would really die. Fortunately, you’re not dead. If you had died, I definitely wouldn’t have survived either."
Xiao Changyi put on the clothes that An Jing had taken off, then pulled An Jing into his embrace again, holding her tightly.
He dies, she dies.
He lives, he lives.
Whether it was him or her, they shared the sa thought.
And he understood.
Understanding the affection she had for him.
An Jing hugged him back again but was careful not to touch the wound on his back this ti.
The two embraced silently, both quietly savoring the sweetness of their reunion after separation.
Four months, he and she had not seen each other for four months, and during these four months, the ntal and physical tornt they endured was sothing they never wanted to experience again in this lifeti.
"Husband, I missed you so much." Finally, An Jing spoke again, her voice small and slightly choked with emotion.
This lump in her throat could be considered tears of joy.
Finally, she was back at her husband’s side. Finally, she and her husband were together again.
" too." Xiao Changyi held her tightly, his chin resting on her head, and then he pressed a kiss on her forehead. Feeling it wasn’t enough, he lowered his head even further and kissed her lips.
She responded to him.
The two shared a gentle kiss, not deepened, not intense, but it caused their longing for each other over the four months to surge like a flood.
After the kiss ended, Xiao Changyi added, "Very much, very much."
An Jing’s mouth involuntarily curved upward. Being with her husband, she never felt tired of it.
Smiling again, An Jing took out the silver ring from her embrace and put it on Xiao Changyi while instructing, "Don’t take it off anymore."
"Alright." Xiao Changyi nodded first, then explained, "I didn’t have anything else on that would convince you to trust . I took it off for fear you wouldn’t believe and wouldn’t go with them."
"I know." An Jing smiled and nodded. She truly knew, so she didn’t bla him at all.
Then, An Jing teased, "Husband, didn’t you say you’d never step into a brothel?"
"...It was out of necessity." After a pause, he clarified, "Moreover, it wasn’t a brothel, we were in an underground chamber."
"I was joking with you, and you took it seriously." An Jing laughed. "Alright, let’s not talk about this. I heard from Dongfang Tianyang that you were greatly helped by a masked man. What was that about?"
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