The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 956 - 629: Sister-in-law, these hands are dirty, Feng Wuyou: Shall I chop them off for you? – 3

Chapter 956: Chapter 629: Sister-in-law, these hands are dirty, Feng Wuyou: Shall I chop them off for you? – 3

Feng Wuyou held the medicine and sprinkled it on the gauze, "Her room was filled with fragrant incense, naturally, you wouldn’t have smelled anything."

"No wonder the room smelled somewhat fragrant when I entered, I thought it was just ordinary incense." Xiao Jinyu became more agitated the more he thought about it because he mistook Wanxin for Ayan, not only hugging her but also undressing her...

Xiao Jinyu had been pampered since childhood, growing up under the double protection of the Emperor and Empress, and hadn’t been exposed to schemes and the vicious ways of the world.

"I’m unclean now," Xiao Jinyu said with a tone full of grievance; when had he ever suffered such an indignity?

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled groan followed.

Feng Wuyou pulled out a jade hairpin and held the medicine against the wound.

Xiao Jinyu watched the frail Feng Wuyou, not expecting her to pull it outright, not giving him a chance to react.

Only then did Feng Wuyou look up at Xiao Jinyu, "Did you consummate with Concubine Wanxin?"

Xiao Jinyu, his forehead covered in sweat, shook his head in pain, "No, not that."

"You have good self-control; most people would have..." Feng Wuyou coughed lightly twice, the more familiar she became with Xiao Jinyu, the less she held back in speaking, almost slipping into modern talk.

Xiao Jinyu looked down at his own hands; it was these hands that hugged Wanxin, that touched her...

Feng Wuyou looked puzzled at Xiao Jinyu’s behavior, "What’s wrong?"

Xiao Jinyu asked despairingly, "Sister-in-law, can I still keep these hands?"

Feng Wuyou glanced at Xiao Jinyu’s hands; just like Xiao Jinyan’s, they were large with long knuckles, very beautiful.

She suddenly remembered a romance novel where the male lead had mysophobia; if he accidentally touched someone, he would start frenziedly disinfecting—

"...Shall I disinfect them for you?"

Xiao Jinyu was somewhat unsure, "Will that really work?"

"Then how about I chop off these hands of yours, to spare you the distress." Feng Wuyou said as she took out the broken moon blade.

The edge of the broken moon blade was sharp, gleaming coldly under the candlelight.

Xiao Jinyu gulped and immediately withdrew his hands, giving an awkward smile, "Better keep them, Ayan needs these hands."

Feng Wuyou hummed, no matter how severe your mysophobia, I will cure it.

This scene was witnessed by Ouyang Jingyuan, who couldn’t help but laugh.

Once the bleeding stopped, Feng Wuyou began to bandage the wound.

Xiao Jinyu glanced at Ouyang Jingyuan; he had noticed him before, very unfamiliar.

"Sister-in-law, who is he? How come I’ve never seen him before?"

While bandaging, Feng Wuyou introduced, "He’s my friend, met in Nanzhao Country, he’s the third prince of the Xingmiao Clan, Ouyang Jingyuan."

Xiao Jinyu first looked confused, then suddenly recalling rumors, he found it hard to believe, "The Xingmiao Clan? The one skilled with poisonous insects?"

"Yes," Feng Wuyou stood up after finishing the bandage, glancing at Ouyang Jingyuan, "Concubine Han was poisoned with a blood poisonous insect, and Brother Ayuan is currently preparing to counteract the poison."

Blood Poisonous Insect?

Xiao Jinyu just hearing the name felt a chill, no wonder sister-in-law couldn’t find the cause. Being poisoned with a poisonous insect indeed wouldn’t show up.

He leaned on the table to rise, limping over to the bed to look at Ayan, who had already passed out; he didn’t expect her to have been poisoned with a poisonous insect.

Could it have been Wanxin?

How could she possess a blood poisonous insect?

He turned his head towards Feng Wuyou, "Will Ayan be alright after the poison is counteracted?"

Feng Wuyou said, "That depends on how well Concubine Han recovers. You know she’s severely blood-deficient; if she doesn’t replenish in time, it’s still dangerous."

Xiao Jinyu looked towards the bed, his eyes filled with worry, Ayan, you can’t leave me behind.

Feng Wuyou walked up to Ouyang Jingyuan, curiously looking at the bamboo tube in his hands, "Brother Ayuan, how are the preparations going?"

"Almost there," Ouyang Jingyuan said as he took the bamboo tube to the bed, and Xiao Jinyu immediately stepped aside, making room.

"Is there anything I need to do?"

Ouyang Jingyuan instructed, "Lift the quilt and expose the arm."

"Alright." Xiao Jinyu stepped forward, sat down at the head of the bed, lifted the quilt, neatly untied the lapel, and then took out the right arm from the sleeve.

Concubine Han’s arm, after wasting away, was now significantly thinner, hardly different from skin and bones.

In his eyes, nothing was more important than Ayan’s life.

Once ready, Ouyang Jingyuan took out a wad of medicinal herbs formed into a ball, lit it with candle fire, and placed it inside the bamboo tube, before taking a dagger and making a cut on Concubine Han’s arm.

Blood immediately flowed out, trickling down to Xiao Jinyu’s palm, breaking his heart.

Ouyang Jingyuan positioned the bamboo tube over the wound, and wisps of smoke floated above it.

Concubine Han, who had been unconscious, made a pained noise.

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