"what are you.... doing? "stammered Qinghuanwhen she felt Lin Yanrou's hand grab her shoulders.
"getting you out of the way." sneered Lin Yanrou as he pushed Qinghuan to the side.
" You! " hissed Qinghuan as she stumbled back and forth not to fall " can't you ask politely?! "she added almost yelling.
"mmm" hummed Lin Yanrou as he sat at the wooden bed across them giving Qinghuan a death glare which worked as she clumped her lips shut before smiling sheepishly taking light steps towards him.
" The medicine is at the table there. " instructed Lin Yanrou as he nodded in the direction.
Qinghuan hurriedly picked the bottle from the table with the padded small sticks.
Without wanting to get distracted anymore she quietly sat besides him taking the stick she dipped it into the bottle only after taking it out did she face him.
She frowned at how bad the wound looked like .
"Why frown when you are the one who stabbed me? " Lin Yanrou asked as he noticed the once serious expression turn into a frown.
"Am sorry. " Qinghuan apologized honestly as she lowered her head. Deep down she hated this character mostly because of the fact he shared the same name as her 'enemy' and how the writer described him but since she too was in the novel right now and was forced to do things she wouldn't do if in her right senses, maybe also these characters were just set to do evil things but weren't that evil....maybe.
Now it was Lin Yanrou's turn to frown. He didn't expect her to sound so sincere, not to mention her mind seemed to be in chaos.
"....you tell me if it hurts alright!" she suggested before focusing on the wound.
To her delight Lin Yanrou didn't even produce any sound to show that he was in pain even when she peeked at him his expression was calm as when she first saw him at the Qing mansion.
"All done! " she placed the the equipments on the table before leaning closer to his chest placing her left hand on his right shoulder to get a nice position to blow air on his wound.
Unknown to her that her gesture caused havoc to Lin Yanrou's heart. His face flushed before he could even realize it he held his breathe. Thank God Qinghuan was slow and shallow only concentrated on blowing the wound.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
" My mom used to.... " Qinghuan paused her sentence mid way when she saw Lin Yanrou's flushed rosy face. ' oh no is he running a fever? ' she thought and acted on impulse as she reached her hand and placed on his forehead.
" What do you think you are doing? " hissed Lin Yanrou in embarrassment he was never treated like a kid before. No! This was his worst humiliation ever. This woman was sure shameless .
" Your face is red I think it's the wound side effects, I was checking your temperature I will get.... "Qinghuan explained before the interruption by the knock on the door.
" Am alright ." Lin Yanrou replied slapping Qinghuan's hand off his forehead," Who is it? " he asked.
" General I have brought young misstress beddings. " the maid replied " Come in. " came the quick response.
" !!" Qinghuan was speechless. ' Right, the novel's Qinghuan was forced to stay with the general in the same room just to make the King believe when rumours about the general taking a liking at Qinghuan were spread hence being manipulated by Lin Yanrou to agree to his suggestion of him marrying the previous Qinghuan. Now that the original Qinghuan is not her instead me..... did I just changed the plot?'
" I Changed the plot! " she announced jumping to her two feet starling the maid that had entered and Lin Yanrou.
" What do you mean? " asked Lin Yanrou.
"Nothing.... it's just that.. " she paused thinking of what to say next. ' if I have changed the plot then it means I can also make sure that the marriage is cancelled. '
" ....you should sleep on the floor.... I mean I will sleep on the floor and you with take the bed till your wound recovers. " she corrected herself grabbing the quilt from the maid who took her leave soon.
" What are you? " questioned Lin Yanrou walking toward Qinghuan.
" ha.. ha..ha... what do you mean? " Qinghuan inquired back.
"One moment you look dense and hateful, another you seem like you care, the next you are into too much thought, the other you say something randomly strange. "he halted before her .
"I don't know What you are meaning. " Qinghuan feigned innocence.
Lin Yanrou didn't say anything and walked back to his bed. Meanwhile Qinghuan laid the quilt down besides Lin Yanrou's bed side quietly.
.....
Qinghuan was lying on the ground besides Lin Yanrou's bed a shadow moved towards her kneeling on the ground .A tender finger removed the messy hair from her small face. making Qinghuan flinch and open her eyes to her dismayshe saw her reflection ,no she saw someone looking the same as her hold a dagger in one hand aiming to stab her.
In fright she shouted for help.
...
"...wake up" Lin Yanrou called Qinghuan for the sixth time. It was already morning and she made no attempt to wake up and the fact that she was sweating slot made him worried that she might be sick.
" ....help.. " finally opening her eyes she groaned in a whisper. When her eyes met Lin Yanrou's she quickly sat up and glance around.
*sighs* "Thank goodness it was just a dream. "she patted her chest mumbling.
" The maid will be here in a few minutes .i will take my leave. Mind what you do with my absence. " Lin Yanrou warned as he straightened his clothes soon taking a sharp turn then walking out of the room.
" I just had a nightmare and the first thing he does is nag me. Jerk! " sneered Qinghuan as she pulled back her covers to sleep a little more.