Li Ruantang worriedly touched the young gentleman’s forehead. The burning sensation was alarming. She was startled, fearing that he had caught a cold. Just as she was about to turn around to look for medicine, Meng Jun tightly grabbed her sleeve.
The young gentleman turned his face away, his clear and melodious voice slightly deepening, “Wife-master, I’m fine.”
“Nonsense.” Li Ruantang thought he was afraid of spending more silver and felt even more pity for him. Her husband, Li Ruantang’s husband, absolutely couldn’t suffer like this.
The forehead she had touched turned even redder. Those beautiful phoenix eyes turned and hurriedly said, “It’s just, just that I accidentally choked earlier.”
These words were said for Li Ruantang to hear and also for the young gentleman himself to reassure his heart.
He secretly took a deep breath. That’s right, his face turned red from choking on the egg yolk, definitely not because of her!
“Are you really okay?” Li Ruantang was still worried.
Meng Jun nodded, very seriously letting go of her hand, “I think that Madam Hu is also a…”
He paused and lowered his voice, “She’s also a shrewd person. Wife-master, it’s better to avoid troubling her.”
There was still moisture on her body.
The young gentleman handed over the face towel he had just used, “Wife-master, you should wring your hair with this first.”
This piece of cotton cloth was a bit rough in texture, but it was already the best quality the Hu family could spare.
Meng Jun slowly sat back on the stool, staring at the last fried egg remaining in the bowl.
He wasn’t actually hungry. Surviving the fall into the river from the mountain was already a great fortune. Compared to the desire for food, he was more exhausted at the moment.
Earlier, fearing that Hu Sanniang harbored ill intentions, he had forced himself to stay by Li Ruantang’s side as soon as he woke up.
After waiting for Li Ruantang to wake up with great difficulty, she had now taken a hot bath. The young gentleman’s eyelids gradually grew heavy, and he didn’t mention the dampness of the brocade clothes on his body.
He didn’t say it, but Li Ruantang had taken notice in her heart.
She lifted the newly laid soft quilt, and inside was a brand-new set of outer garments, even including undergarments.
Li Ruantang smiled and picked up the face towel, walking back behind the bamboo rack, “Chirp Chirp, I need to soak for a while longer. This set of outer garments was newly made by Sanniang’s husband and hasn’t been worn yet. Although it’s not as soft and delicate as the fabric on your body, it’s clean. You should change into it first to avoid catching a cold.”
The water in the bathtub had long lost its warmth.
Meng Jun felt a warmth in his heart. His fingers brushed over the new garment, but hesitation arose, “Wife-master, what if the message can’t be delivered to the capital?”
They were not yet clear about the specific location and how far it was from the capital.
What if Hu Sanniang didn’t receive the silver in the end and harbored ill intentions?
The young gentleman worriedly withdrew his hand. After all, the set of clothes on his body was only slightly damp. The sun was out at the moment, so drying them would make them almost dry.
“Wife-master, let’s not be too extravagant.” Meng Jun frowned slightly, “I haven’t even touched these clothes. Please return them to Madam Hu later.”
“Don’t worry. Even if no one comes from the capital, I am a woman and have the strength and wit to pay off the debt.” Li Ruantang smiled lightly, reassuring the uneasy young gentleman, “You men are inherently weak. If you catch a cold and fall ill because of this, it would be a loss outweighing the gain.”
“Chirp Chirp, don’t worry. I won’t peek.” She promised with utmost sincerity.
Meng Jun’s heart, however, became even more flustered at Li Ruantang’s words, and a hint of redness secretly crept onto the tips of his ears.
It burned so much that the young gentleman desperately wanted to dispel this invisible and intangible heat. He blurted out, “Even if Wife-master sees it, also—”
The unfinished words were abruptly swallowed back by the young gentleman. What he originally meant to say was that they had known each other since childhood, and even if they had fallen into this situation, they still had this bit of trust.
But Li Ruantang remembered nothing.
If he said those words, it would become a subtle ambiguity.
The room fell even quieter for a moment. After a while, Li Ruantang lowered her head and, with her back to him, gently curved her eyebrows and eyes.
“Silly Chirp Chirp.”
Her little husband was truly adorable.
Li Ruantang deliberately made some splashing sounds while sitting in the bathtub. Hearing the rustling of clothing gradually quieting down behind her, she finally stood up.
Changed into dry new clothes, Meng Jun’s cold hands and feet finally began to warm up. He glanced at Li Ruantang, who was dressing behind the bamboo rack, and suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly said, “Wife-master, aren’t your clothes also damp?”
