Chapter 32 - She Can't Hold On

Chi Yang and Xiao Shuyu played like crazy kids for the whole day. At night, Xiao Shuyu and Chi Yang agreed to make a bamboo flute tomorrow before reluctantly leaving Chi Yang's courtyard to go to the guest room.

Chi Yang washed up and was about to go to bed when she noticed Shen Juan.

'Is it okay to visit a female's bedroom at night?'

"Why are you here?"

'I'm already cured from the poison. What are you doing here?'

Shen Juan understood the meaning behind Chi Yang's words and almost laughed out of anger.

Was this throwing a cloth away after using it?

However, even though Shen Juan was angry, he still lifted his clothes with an aggrieved expression, revealing the wound that Chi Yang had bandaged last time.

"My wound opened again."

'If it re-opened, so be it. Go find a doctor. Why are you looking for me?'

Chi Yang thought to herself, blinking at him in confusion.

Shen Juan could tell what Chi Yang was thinking, so he spoke.

"It hurts,"

Chi Yang slapped her forehead. How did the male lead learn to act coquettishly?

She couldn't take it!

"Alright, wait for me here. I'll go get the things."

Seeing Shen Jue nod obediently, Chi Yang felt relieved and went to look for bandages.

When she came back, she saw that Shen Juan was still sitting obediently on the stool waiting for her.

"My bandaging skill is not as good as a doctor's." Chi Yang said as she looked at the bleeding wound.

"Not a problem,"

Alright then, since Shen Juan had said so, Chi Yang began to bandage his wound.

Chi Yang was afraid of touching Shen Jue's injury, so she had been very careful. It was only after she was done bandaging that she realized that Shen Jue was dozing off.

"Shen Jue, the bandage is done. Go to sleep quickly,"

After Chi Yang finished speaking, she saw the dazed Shen Juan walk to her bed and lie down to sleep.

'I'm asking you to go home and sleep, not lie on my bed!'

Chi Yang looked at Shen Juan's smooth movements, and it was hard not to wonder if he did it on purpose.

Looking at the pale Shen Juan, who had fallen into a deep sleep, Chi Yang sighed.

Was she going to sleep with Xiao Shuyu?

However, this was her bed. Why should she sleep somewhere else just because Shen Juan slept on it?

So what if they slept here? It wasn't like they hadn't been together before.

Chi Yang took a deep breath and climbed into the bed to sleep.

Sensing Chi Yang's actions, Shen Juan's lips curled up slightly.

...

When Chi Yang woke up the next day, Shen Juan was no longer by her side.

Chi Yang nodded. It was good that he left early. They just avoided the awkwardness of waking up and seeing each other.

Chi Yang had breakfast, so Xiao Shuyu carried a bamboo stick to Chi Yang's courtyard.

"Sister! I've brought the stuff!"

"Yes, I can see that,"

What kind of sin did the bamboo in the courtyard of the Chi Manor commit? So far, four of them have already been plucked…

Other than the bamboo, Xiao Shuyu also brought a set of exquisite carving tools. Moreover, she said that she brought them especially to give to Chi Yang.

Chi Yang was very happy when she heard this.

She could finally bid farewell to the history of carving with a kitchen knife!

Hence, Chi Yang waved her hand. "Tell me, what do you want? I will make it for you!"

Xiao Shuyu wasn't greedy and only wanted the bamboo flute.

Chi Yang nodded and decided to make Xiao Shuyu an exquisite bamboo flute. Only then would she be worthy of the set of tools she gave her.

...

Chi Zhili had heard about the matter of the Fourth Princess currying favor with Chi Yang to make a bamboo flute after returning from court.

Of course, the first thing he heard was that the Fourth Princess ordered someone to dig out a stalk of bamboo and send it to Yi Yun Court.

Chi Zhili knew that Xiao Shuyu wanted Chi Yang to make something.

Thus, he brought the musical instruments that Chi Yang had given him to Yi Yun Court.

He wanted to let Xiao Shuyu see who Yangyang treated the best. His sister had made many instruments for him!

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