The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 467: Ningxiao Extra (2)

Chapter 467: Chapter 467: Ningxiao Extra (2)
But Qi Xiao did not plan to let her go so easily. Even though he was injured, and the injury was particularly serious, just at the lower back, two knife wounds, he had not taken proper care of them because he rushed back.
At this moment, because of his large movements, the wounds had torn open and were oozing blood.
Yet, Qi Xiao did not stop and continued kissing the woman in front of him.
He seemed like a devout believer, kissing every inch of the skin of the beloved deity. His cautiousness carried a hint of wariness, nervousness mixed with a bit of anticipation, and greed accompanied by an unfulfilled look, which was especially moving.
Unconsciously, Jun Ning felt a chill all over.
When she realized it, she discovered that most of her clothes had already been removed.
White, tender shoulders were exposed.
Qi Xiao continued.
She smiled and reached to touch Qi Xiao’s back, but somehow, she suddenly felt something was not right as if she had touched something?
Sticky, like blood!
When she raised her hand to look, it indeed was blood?
Blood? Where did this blood come from?
The smile on Jun Ning’s face rapidly faded as she pushed Qi Xiao in front of her and asked with a stern face, "...Are you injured?"
Qi Xiao snapped out of his muddled state of mind, stunned for a moment, looking somewhat guilty, his voice low: "...Yes, what’s wrong?"
Jun Ning spread out the palm stained with blood for Qi Xiao to see. Qi Xiao saw the fair palm covered in blood and turned to glance at his lower back.
They hadn’t done much, and his wound started bleeding?
His body, damn it, really disappointing.
Qi Xiao let out a deep breath, his face lit by candlelight full of resentment and disappointment.
"Alright, don’t be angry, call the Imperial Physician!"
Jun Ning dressed and sat up, then summoned the Imperial Physician to rebandage Qi Xiao’s wound.
What Qi Xiao actually thought was that this small wound really wasn’t an issue, he was fine, he could continue. But upon seeing Jun Ning’s heartache, unwilling to let him suffer, he swallowed all the words ready to spill from his lips.
He listened to Jun Ning’s arrangements.
Before she actually saw Qi Xiao’s wound, Jun Ning still thought his wound wasn’t very serious. The reason for the bleeding was because he was emotionally agitated just now and made large movements causing the wound to tear open. After some rebandaging, there should be no problem.
But upon seeing the wound revealed by the Imperial Physician, Jun Ning’s face changed instantly, a dense pain unfolding from her heart, condensed into words she wanted to say but didn’t know how to express.
Every person who seems to shine brightly has walked over blades.
Behind glory is a body full of hardships.
She was no exception, nor was Qi Xiao.
How could she have nonchalantly thought that Qi Xiao having won many victories, looked relaxed was because he inherited his father, was a born warrior, invincible, war-winning, not easily injured.
Qi Xiao was human too. On a battlefield, swords are blind; he also fought with his life again and again.
He could also get injured, also have the joys and sorrows of a normal person.
Like this time, after the final battle, returning triumphant to the capital, Qi Xiao’s deputy said Qi Xiao was injured, but Qi Xiao himself said the injury wasn’t serious, it just needed a few days of rest.
So everyone didn’t pay much attention.
But in fact, Qi Xiao was severely injured.
The two knife wounds at the lower back were deep enough to reveal the bone.
And for so long, it hadn’t healed. He seemed unconcerned, could act as if nothing was wrong, continuing whatever he was doing, seemingly unaffected by the wounds as if they weren’t his.
Seeing this, Jun Ning felt distressed.
During the rebandaging of Qi Xiao’s wounds, the Imperial Physician was also feeling sympathy; amidst that sympathy, he subtly reminded, "National Guardian General, I know you and the emperor reunite briefly after separation, excited, but you need restraint."
Jun Ning: "......"
They haven’t done much!
The Imperial Physician continued, "Otherwise, your wounds will keep recurring; how can they ever heal?"
"Even if they don’t heal, it’s fine; I willingly endure." Qi Xiao lay on the bed as the Imperial Physician bandaged the wound, his eyes unsettledly glancing at Jun Ning, a certain tease and humor understood only between them.
The Imperial Physician kept on, "How could you think like this, National Guardian General? Although you’re still young, strong and fit, you can’t rely on this and ignore your wounds."
"What if you end up with some permanent disability? What will you do when you’re old?"
"Alas... Emperor, the National Guardian General should heed your advice; you must speak to him properly."
Afraid his advice to Qi Xiao was in vain, the Imperial Physician also told Jun Ning, who promised to always keep an eye on Qi Xiao, finally setting the Imperial Physician at ease.
After the Imperial Physician applied fresh medication and bandaged Qi Xiao’s wound, he hurried away.
In the spacious resting chamber, only the two faced each other again.
When the Imperial Physician was there chattering, it didn’t feel like much, but once he left, the atmosphere grew ambiguous. Just now, the two were overtaken by passion, lost in unrestrained, fervent kissing, causing both of them to blush.
Jun Ning lightly covered her lips and coughed twice, sitting silently on the Taishi Chair by Qi Xiao’s bedside.
Because of the Imperial Physician’s presence, she was now dressed neatly. Though her collar was unexpectedly high compared to usual, seemingly hiding something.
Through the collar, Qi Xiao could glimpse the marks he left on her snow-white neck.
"Ah Ning, come here." Qi Xiao patted the spot on the bed beside him.
Jun Ning thought since his wound had acted up, he wouldn’t misbehave again, so she went over and sat down, unknowingly stepping straight into the lion’s den.
Qi Xiao remained lying obediently on the bed, unmoveable, but had other ways of tormenting her.
Afterwards, Jun Ning felt like a lifeless fish, entirely weary and feeble, sprawled on the bed with a thick quilt covering her, staring at the canopy above, suddenly questioning life.
"Xiao Er, are you really new to intimacy?" her asked question brought uncertainty and unease into Jun Ning’s heart.
Afraid to hear an unwanted answer.
Qi Xiao lay beside Jun Ning, watching a strand of her hair clinging to her flushed cheek, he reached out to tuck it behind Jun Ning’s ear, asking, "Ah Ning, are you doubting something?"
Jun Ning looked thoughtful at Qi Xiao’s hand for a few moments, countered, "What do you think?"
Qi Xiao chuckled and suddenly leaned close, whispering a few words near Jun Ning’s ear, turning her face even redder than before.
"Does Ah Ning still want to hear how Xiao Er learned these things?" Qi Xiao asked with a profound tone.
Jun Ning replied, "No, no, no more..."
What kind of people are in the army? Do they research such things for no reason? But do they have women for them to study?
Jun Ning suddenly thought of a word: camp prostitute.
"Xiao Er, have you ever called for camp prostitutes?"