Qin i wanted to push him away, but her hands were dirty, and a white shirt would be a pain to wash. She quickly pulled her hand back just as it was about to touch his.
"Give it here." Jie Jingchen held out his hand, palm up.
"What?" Qin i asked, confused.
"The matches." Jie Jingchen lowered his gaze, staring at the matches she was holding.
Qin i froze for a mont before it dawned on her. She smiled and placed the matches in his palm.
Jie Jingchen first lit the kindling. Once the wood caught fire, he added the charcoal. As soon as the charcoal was burning, Qin i imdiately placed the dicine pot on top.
"Alright, alright, you can go now." Qin i waved her hand, shooing Jie Jingchen away like a fly.
Jie Jingchen’s face fell, a bitter smile playing on his lips. ’So pragmatic. Use and then toss aside, just like that. Absolutely ruthless.’
"You don’t actually have to brew Jing Qi’s dicine yourself. You can just prepare the herbs and have Jing Wu brew it," Jie Jingchen said.
Qin i looked up, glancing at Jie Jingchen before her gaze returned to the dicine stove. "It’s not for Jing Qi."
Jie Jingchen’s eyes flickered. "Then who is it for?"
"Yours." Qin i didn’t look at Jie Jingchen, missing the change in his expression.
Jie Jingchen’s heart began to race uncontrollably. The bitter smile on his lips transford into one of delight. It felt as if soone had forcibly poured honey into his heart, the cloying sweetness lifting his spirits.
He didn’t know if it was all in his head or for so other reason, but either way, Jie Jingchen felt that the dicine Jing Wu brewed was never as effective as when Qin i made it.
When Qin i brewed dicine, just as when she perford acupuncture, she was ticulous and focused, exuding a captivating glow.
"Jie Jingchen, this dicine is a little... special," Qin i warned him gravely. "After you take it, you have to tell honestly about any changes you feel in your body. You absolutely cannot hide a single thing from . Otherwise, you’ll have to face the consequences yourself."
"Special?" Jie Jingchen seized on the key word.
Qin i looked up, gazing at Jie Jingchen. She was sitting; he was standing. He was like a king, and she was like a slave.
"Can you not stand over when you talk? It’s putting a lot of pressure on ."
Upon hearing her words, Jie Jingchen didn’t hesitate to squat down. The height difference was a difficult obstacle; even squatting, he was still taller than her. It seed it would be difficult for them to ever be at eye level.
"Can you tell now?" Jie Jingchen prompted.
"It’s just... it might... probably... cause... you-know-what. Um, you know what I an," Qin i said, embarrassed, her cheeks turning red.
"What do you an, ’it might, it probably will’? And ’you-know-what’? I don’t understand." Jie Jingchen genuinely couldn’t make heads or tails of it. It would be a miracle if anyone could understand her with the way she was talking.
"You really don’t get it?" Qin i narrowed her eyes, her shyness replaced by exasperation.
"I really don’t. I swear," Jie Jingchen said, looking at Qin i with a completely earnest face.
Qin i felt both frustrated and stunned. Jie Jingchen was twenty-five, he was married to the ’original her,’ and they had even consummated their marriage. She’d been indirect, but he should have understood. ’Is he really that naive,’ Qin i wondered, ’or is he just playing innocent?’
"Ahem." Qin i coughed, debating whether to just be blunt. Her gaze drifted down from his ethereally handso face, finally settling on the crucial spot between his legs.
However slow on the uptake he might be, Jie Jingchen finally understood. He shot to his feet, his deep eyes turning icily indifferent, his voice sharp with humiliation-fueled anger. "Qin i."
"Ahem." Qin i coughed a few more tis and asked nonchalantly, "Get it now?"
"Last ti, you used an aphrodisiac ant for breeding cattle on , and now you’re at it again... Qin i, didn’t you lose your mory? I guess a leopard can’t change its spots." Jie Jingchen was on the brink of sheer fury. Flas ignited in the depths of his dark eyes, and his expression grew increasingly grim and terrifyingly sinister.
Last ti, he hadn’t been on guard against Qin i, giving her an opportunity. The drug’s effect had been too strong, overwhelming his reason, which was how they had ended up consummating their relationship. She was at fault for drugging him; he was at fault for losing control.
It had been her first ti, and his as well. He had married her to take responsibility—a deep humiliation for him.
Before her amnesia, she had been his nightmare—soone to be avoided at all costs. But after she lost her mory, the more they interacted, the more he realized being married to her wasn’t so terrible. He had even secretly resolved that once he recovered, they would beco a proper married couple. Even if they couldn’t be passionately in love, a lifeti of mutual respect would be enough.
The ntion of a "special" dicine had reawakened that unbearable mory, and he was consud by rage.
Qin i’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her almond-shaped eyes narrowed. It looked as if flas would shoot out of Jie Jingchen’s eyes at any second.
’An aphrodisiac for breeding cattle?’ Qin i couldn’t help but gulp. ’The original her was really sothing else, daring to use that kind of drug on a person.’ Suddenly, it all clicked into place. No wonder when she’d woken up, the body she was in had been a complete wreck, with a huge bump on the back of her head.
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