After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

Jiang Huaizhong was waiting anxiously not far from the Qianhu Mansion. He thought it would take a long time for He Zhan to come out after he went in.

Unexpectedly, the person came out in a short while.

He walked around He Zhan and asked, "Boss, why did you come out so soon? You weren't punished, were you?"

"It's okay now, you don't have to worry, go back and rest quickly." He Zhan said as he took the lunch box from Jiang Huaizhong.

Jiang Huaizhong had a puzzled look on his face. The boss had a gloomy face and didn't look like he was alright.

Thinking about what happened today, no man would be happy if his wife suffered such an injustice.

"Boss, since you are okay, I will leave first and not waste your time. You should go back and comfort your sister-in-law."

Just as Jiang Huaizhong was about to turn around, He Zhan raised his hand to stop him: "What happened today is over, don't mention it again in the future."

"Boss, don't worry. This concerns the reputation of our sister-in-law, so the brothers won't say anything nonsense. But as for Sun Huxing..."

He Zhan snorted coldly and said, "When he sees what Zhao Er is like, he should shut up if he knows what's good for him, unless he doesn't want to live any longer."

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Mrs. Li cleaned the house and changed the sheets. Seeing that Song Huiling's clothes were covered in mud, she went to find a set of coarse cloth clothes for her.

Thinking that Mrs. Li was there, Song Huiling shamelessly asked her to help boil water and wash his body at the same time.

I was just thinking of washing myself casually, but Mrs. Li brought out a bathtub from the side room and said, "Since we have to boil water anyway, why not just take a bath and relieve the fatigue in your body."

Song Huiling felt a little embarrassed and asked Mrs. Li to help her wash. She was already very embarrassed, so how could she let someone watch over her while she took a bath?

Mrs. Li thought Song Huiling was disgusted, so she quickly explained, "Miss He, don't worry, this bathtub is just covered in dust, but no one has used it. Those rough guys like to pour water over their heads to wash, so you can take a bath without worrying about it."

Mrs. Li was very enthusiastic. She moved the bathtub into the yard and drew water from the well to clean the dust on the walls of the bathtub. She washed it three times in a row before moving the bathtub into the main room.

Song Huiling couldn't bear to refuse her kindness, so he said that he would make something delicious to repay her after his hand recovered.

Mrs. Li had helped to serve the general's wife more than once, but this was the first time she saw Song Huiling being so polite. The more she looked at him, the happier she became: "It's a small matter, Miss He, don't take it to heart."

After the water boiled, Mrs. Li poured hot water into the tub, then poured several buckets of cold water into it. She stretched out her hand to check the water temperature and said to Song Huiling, "Miss He, you put too much cold water in. The water is not warm enough. You can't soak for too long. I'll go get you some hot water."

"Granny Li, no need. I can't soak for long." Song Huiling waved her hands repeatedly.

But Mrs. Li moved very quickly. While she was talking, she had already run out of the house with the wooden barrel in her hand.

While Mrs. Li was boiling water, Song Huiling pushed the door closed and began to take off her clothes clumsily with one hand.

Although they are all women, there is nothing wrong in asking Mrs. Li to help take off her clothes, but she still feels awkward.

Fortunately, Mrs. Li went to boil water and would not be back for a while. Although Song Huiling moved slowly, he still took off all his clothes before Mrs. Li came in, and stepped on a stool to get into the bathtub.

In order to prevent the newly bandaged area from coming into contact with water, she placed her entire left arm on the edge of the bathtub, tilted her head back slightly, and closed her eyes to rest.

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Mrs. Li boiled some hot water on the stove, carried the empty wooden bucket back into the well, and was about to go into the house to help Song Huiling wash her body when she heard a slight squeak.

With the help of the dim light, she could see the person coming into the yard. She wanted to call out to him, but suddenly she thought of something, her eyes moved slightly, and she made a gesture to keep quiet before the person could speak.

He Zhan wanted to say something like "Thank you for your hard work, Granny Li," but when he saw Granny Li's gesture, he opened his lips and closed them again.

Could it be that his wife has already fallen asleep?

He Zhan snorted in his heart. The important thing had not yet been said. It was hard for her to be so careless as to fall asleep without waiting for him to come back.

Although he was very angry, he still walked as lightly as possible so as not to disturb the people in the house.

Mrs. Li tiptoed to He Zhan's side, suppressed her smile, lowered her voice, and said seriously, "He Zongqi, your wife is not in good condition. She has a high fever. You must take good care of her tonight. If her fever does not go down overnight, you must go find a doctor as soon as possible tomorrow."

Having said that, he handed the towel to He Zhan and then left the yard.

He Zhan's eyes slowly moved downwards, hesitating for a moment. Is it necessary to use such a large towel to cool down? Wouldn't a handkerchief be enough?

After all, he was worried about Song Huiling's health, so he didn't think much about it and strode into the main room.

But as soon as he opened the door, he froze in place, his breathing instantly stopped, and the sound of his heart beating violently rang in his ears.

When Song Huiling heard the sound of the door being pushed open, she thought it was Granny Li. She slowly turned around in the bathtub and said, "Granny Li, I'm almost done with the bath. Just give me the bath towel..."

Until he turned around and saw the person's face clearly, his voice gradually weakened and died away. Then he widened his eyes, screamed in shock, and tried to bury his head in the water.

In her panic, she forgot about her injured wrist and didn't pay attention to bandaging the area.

Just as her wrist was about to slip into the water along with her body, a figure faster than her came to the bathtub almost instantly and pulled her out.

"Your wrists must not get wet these days, have you forgotten?" The low voice contained a hint of blame.

Song Huiling turned a deaf ear to him, her eyes full of panic and anxiety. A blush began to spread from the tip of her delicate ears, quickly occupying her entire cheeks, and even her slender neck was stained red.

This was the first time she and He Zhan were honest with each other after being married for so long.

Coming back to his senses, He Zhan was shocked to realize how ambiguous the posture between him and Song Huiling was.

The petite person hung on him as if she had no weight at all, and he was holding her in his arms, with his big hands supporting the wrong place.

The clothes on his chest had already been soaked by the water droplets on Song Huiling's body. The subtle touch reached his heart, and He Zhan's Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously for a moment.

He finally understood where the fat his wife gained since she ate so much every day.

"Can you put me down?" Song Huiling lowered her eyes, not daring to look at He Zhan, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

Thinking back to the time when he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and force himself on He Zhan, he could not even raise his head.

She is really just a big talker and has no experience at all.

"Yeah." He Zhan responded softly, holding Song Huiling's wrist and putting her back into the bathtub. He looked calm, as if nothing had happened, but the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

He was not a gentleman. Song Huiling was too shy to look up and meet his gaze, but he took advantage of the moment when she lowered her eyes to look at everything he should and shouldn't look at.