Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot
Chapter 249 - 233: Consummating the Marriage with You

Chapter 249: Chapter 233: Consummating the Marriage with You

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Meng Qianqian lowered her eyes, wrestling with bitterness and resentment for a long while: "Well, you can look."

Lu Yuan let out a cold snort: "Then just let go."

Meng Qianqian gave him a timid glance.

Realizing what she meant by "look" caught Lu Yuan off guard: "You—"

Meng Qianqian guiltily lowered her head.

Lu Yuan was furious: "You’d rather... rather show me any part of yourself, but won’t let me see this hand of yours? Well, this commander insists on taking a look now!"

Without hesitation, Lu Yuan pulled her right hand away and brought her left wrist to him, swiftly unraveling the layers of bandages wrapped around it.

When he saw the horrifying condition of her palm, a breath suddenly caught in his throat.

He thought she was so adamant about not letting him see because it must have been devastatingly injured, maybe even crippled, but who could have expected... there wasn’t even a wound!

A bundle of bloodied mess—it looked alarming, yet the color seemed off somehow.

He frowned in disbelief: "You faked it?"

Meng Qianqian nodded slowly: "I’m not that foolish to use self-inflicted injury to save her."

Lu Yuan felt choked and, for a moment, didn’t know what to say.

He let go of her hand: "Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

Meng Qianqian confessed meekly in a small voice: "I mean... I thought I’d use this chance to win some credit and make it seem like I went through a lot."

Lu Yuan: "..."

"Still, you can’t just..." Lu Yuan closed his eyes briefly and turned his face away. "To protect one hand, you casually show your whole body to me."

Meng Qianqian froze: "Grand Commander was about to look at my body?"

Lu Yuan choked hard, grabbed a tea cup on the table, and took a vigorous gulp before Meng Qianqian had time to stop him.

After finishing, he calmly said: "Just checking if you had other injuries."

"Oh." Meng Qianqian blinked at him.

Lu Yuan asked frostily: "What is it?"

Meng Qianqian pointed at his hand: "That cup, I drank from it."

Lu Yuan remained unfazed: "Hmm," but the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

"Qianqian!"

The Miao King rushed into the courtyard with great urgency.

Lu Yuan glanced at the bandages on the table: "Hurry up and wrap them again!"

Meng Qianqian: "Huh?"

The Miao King entered the room and immediately looked toward Meng Qianqian: "Qianqian, I heard your hand is injured! Let your grandfather have a look!"

Meng Qianqian stopped halfway through her bandaging.

Lu Yuan nonchalantly said: "Just applied medicine—if you unwrap, it’ll hurt again."

The Miao King quickly responded: "Well then, forget it! Wrap it up fast!"

Meng Qianqian buried her head in the task of bandaging.

The Miao King smacked the back of Lu Yuan’s head: "Brat! Didn’t you see your wife has only one working hand? Don’t you know to help her wrap it?"

Lu Yuan clenched his fingers tightly and took a deep breath.

Meng Qianqian flinched, panic welling up in her heart: "Grandfather, grandfather! This isn’t my husband’s fault—it’s me who didn’t let him help!"

Help! Grandfather, I’m just a little lackey; I can’t afford to offend the Grand Commander!

"She’s even speaking up for you!" The Miao King grabbed Lu Yuan by the collar, "Go and wrap it up!"

Lu Yuan suppressed the urge to spar with the old man, walked slowly to Meng Qianqian, knelt on one knee, held her hand, and gently began wrapping it.

The Miao King folded his hands behind his back like a foreman: "Now that’s more like it!"

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That night, Bai Yuwei vomited twice. Luckily, Meng Qianqian was there, promptly turning her to the side to avoid choking on reflux.

Bai Yuwei didn’t wake until midday the next day, her head pounding.

Before she could complain to her family, the Miao King scolded her harshly.

"You think this is Miaojiang? Running off whenever you please! If it weren’t for Qianqian, you wouldn’t have made it back alive! Do you know Qianqian nearly ruined her hand saving you?"

Bai Yuwei said indignantly: "When has she ever been so kind?"

The Miao King laughed in anger: "Exactly, she isn’t that kind—she should’ve left you alone, left you to fend for yourself! You could’ve died at the hands of human traffickers or in this manor—it’s all up to you!"

Aman recounted the rescue from the previous day in full detail: "Miss, the Young Madam truly put a lot of effort into saving you. If not for her, then Miss, I fear..."

Bai Yuwei didn’t need Aman to finish; she already understood.

Thinking about the terrifying ordeal yesterday, she didn’t have the strength to argue anymore.

In the afternoon, Meng Qianqian came to change her dressing.

Meng Qianqian said nothing—she neither scolded her nor gloated, nor did she press her advantage.

Quietly finishing, she picked up the tray and went straight out.

Bai Yuwei spoke aloud: "Thank you."

Meng Qianqian raised an eyebrow.

Bai Yuwei muttered irritably: "Grandfather made me say it—if I didn’t thank you, he said he’d send me back to Miaojiang!"

Meng Qianqian smiled breezily and walked out of the courtyard.