On the wedding night, the villain husband cried and his eyes turned red

"You're not feeling well yet, so you should rest early."

Seeing Wen Yidi's face looking a little sleepy, Xu Shihuan hurriedly spoke, only to find that he was looking at her, as if he was hesitant to speak. After a moment, she suddenly realized:

"I forgot that your hands and feet are injured and you can't get into bed by yourself."

As she said that, she stretched one arm under Wen Yidi's knees, put the other arm under his armpit, picked up Wen Yidi with a little force, and carefully placed him on the bed.

There was nothing unusual on Wen Yidi's face, but Xu Shihuan still noticed his abnormally red earlobes. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, turned around and went out to wash up, giving Wen Yidi some time alone.

As soon as Xu Shihuan closed the door, Wen Yidi took a deep breath. He didn't expect Xu Shihuan to carry him directly to the bed, and he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe.

He originally thought that Xu Shihuan asked him to rest early to find him a separate place to live. After all, the servants in the mansion had recognized his existence and did not need Xu Shihuan to support him by living together.

At the thought of moving to another house, Wen Yidi felt a little inexplicably disappointed, but he had no right to say no. He and Xu Shihuan were able to get to where they are today mostly because of sympathy and mercy.

But the next moment, his heart that had hit the bottom suddenly rose to the sky, and Xu Shihuan hugged him again.

That day in the palace, Princess Shuhui made things difficult for him. Although he was so cold and unconscious, he still had some scattered memories. The cold, pain, numbness, and long torture made his heart gradually cold.

Before entering the palace, although he made some preparations and left letters to the third prince, Xu Shihuan, and the Wen family, he only had hope for the Wen family. He didn't believe that the third prince and Xu Shihuan would offend Princess Shuhui for him.

Wen Yidi's heart fell into darkness as the sun set. He had to recognize the fact that his parents were unwilling to offend Princess Shuhui for him.

In this case, freezing to death here is not a bad choice. He has suffered so much, and if he could leave just now, it would be considered a relief.

The light in Wen Yidi's eyes gradually dimmed. When he regained consciousness, he found that he was being held in someone's arms. He felt a drop of hot liquid hit his face.

In the haze, he saw Xu Shihuan, she was crying.

Wen Yidi couldn't remember clearly what happened next. He only knew that the Wen family gave up on him, but Xu Shihuan did not. With Xu Shihuan by his side, he was safe.

Frostbite is far more torturous than ordinary wounds. The combination of pain, itching, and swelling can drive you crazy. But Wen Yidi had a vague expectation in his heart. He was eager to see Xu Shihuan again.

Everything that happened in the past few days, coupled with Xu Shihuan's actions just now, gave him a vague feeling. Perhaps, in Xu Shihuan's heart, in addition to sympathy and pity, there is also a little bit of like.

Thinking of this, Wen Yidi didn't even realize that his face was full of smiles. When Xu Shihuan came back from washing up, what he saw was Wen Yidi's silly smile.

"What are you thinking about? Smiling so happily?"

Xu Shihuan asked casually, but saw Wen Yidi's body twitching suddenly and becoming extremely stiff. She didn't have time to think about it, so she rushed over and asked:

"What's wrong? The frostbitten area hurts again?"

How dare Wen Yidi tell her that he was giggling because he suspected that Xu Shihuan liked him. The trembling just now was because he was startled by her words, so he could only nod obediently.

Xu Shihuan sighed lightly, took out a box of beautifully packaged ointment from the dressing table and said:

"Put on some more medicine. This ointment has an analgesic effect. You will feel better if you put it on."

With that said, she sat on the edge of the bed and gently removed the gauze on Wen Yidi's hand. The fingers that were once fair and slender are now black and purple, swollen and deformed, and even have blisters in some places.

Wen Yidi subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back. He didn't want Xu Shihuan to see him in such an ugly state, and he was also afraid of seeing her expression of disgust.

"Don't move, be careful."

Xu Shihuan scolded in a low voice, but the movements of his hands were still gentle. While giving Wen Yidi medicine, she said:

"Frostbite is nothing good-looking. You should pay more attention to yourself. Even if the injury is healed, you should keep warm every winter. If it relapses, you will be the one who suffers."

If Lingdang saw this scene, he would definitely shout "Damn it." Although Xu Shihuan is not as unreasonable as Li Xian'er, she is not a good-tempered person either. It was impossible for her to coax anyone with her soft words.

Even Xu Shihuan himself didn't realize that she was so gentle and patient in front of Wen Yidi, as if she were facing a fragile treasure.

The heart has the Tigers, fine sniffing the rose.

After applying medicine to both hands, Xu Shihuan sat down at Wen Yidi's feet again. She grabbed Wen Yidi's ankles and pretended to threaten:

"If you dare to hide again, I will beat you!"

Wen Yidi didn't say a word, but he didn't dare to move. Although Xu Shihuan tried his best to move as gently as possible, the pain when applying the medicine was unavoidable.

"If the pain is unbearable, just tell me and we can take it easy."

In Hezhou, Xu Shihuan had seen many wounded soldiers, and there were countless more serious wounds than Wen Yidi. When he encountered a recruit who was injured for the first time and screamed, Xu Shihuan would frown and say hypocritically, "It won't hurt anymore if he loses his life."

But when it came to Wen Yidi, she began to worry before the injured person even said anything, which really showed the double standard.

On the other side, Wen Yidi also seemed abnormal. Ever since Xu Shihuan entered the room, he hadn't said a word. He was worried that as soon as he spoke, his trembling voice would reveal his thoughts.

At this moment, he was so happy that he wanted to die.

The gauze wrapped around his hands and feet was peeled off layer by layer by Xu Shihuan, and a huge sense of shame swept over him. Wen Yidi felt that it was not just the gauze that had been stripped naked, but also his whole body.

Such an ugly side of him was clearly displayed in front of Xu Shihuan. But Xu Shihuan turned a blind eye and even cared about whether he was in pain or not.

Gradually, the shame was gradually swallowed up by a feeling called happiness. The skin touched by Xu Shihuan seemed to be on fire, extending from the surface of the skin to the bones, and then flowing along the body to the place called the heart.

These days, Wen Yidi has been struggling with what Xu Shihuan wants from him. However, he couldn't think of an answer.

At this moment, the idea of ​​ruining things suddenly came into his mind. He doesn't want to worry so much anymore, he just wants to appreciate the happiness at this moment. This may be his only chance in this life.

As Xu Shihuan applied the medicine, Wen Yidi's feet felt bursts of pain, but he didn't notice it and was even intoxicated.

Because love can stop pain.