Engagement Annulled? Now The Husbands Kneel and Beg for Her Favor

Chapter 246: Chapter 246: He Showed You?

The atmosphere instantly froze, descending into a strange silence.

Jiang Youchen’s pupils trembled slightly. He was at a loss for words.

His thin lips tightened as he uncomfortably averted his gaze. "Don’t mess around."

"I’m not messing around." The way he spoke to her like a child made Jiang Qingli angry all over again. She raised her voice in rebuttal, "You’re this badly hurt. I can’t just stand by and do nothing, can I?"

"I just asked Doctor Meng. She said a dragon’s wounds are difficult to heal and require immediate treatment. And since your level is so high, you need at least an A Level healer. It’s the holidays—who else besides me can get to you this fast?"

Her long, fiery tirade made perfect sense.

Jiang Youchen’s hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists. He suppressed his emotions and forced out a protest, "My injuries aren’t serious."

’Besides, she just performed Spiritual Healing on Que Feiling. She probably doesn’t have much energy left.’

"You talk too much!"

Jiang Qingli cut him off, her desire to prove herself flaring up again.

"See? I told you I’ve grown up! You don’t know the first thing about my real abilities!"

She grabbed Jiang Youchen’s arm and shoved him down onto the sofa. Looming over him, she used a commanding tone he’d never heard from her before. "Don’t move!"

In truth, her warning was unnecessary.

The moment she grabbed him, the young man—so formidable and terrifying on the battlefield—had already gone rigid as a statue, utterly incapable of mustering any resistance.

Jiang Qingli was barely satisfied but warned him anyway, "From now on, you’re a statue. You can only move when I say so!"

Panic flashed in Jiang Youchen’s eyes. "But—"

"No buts. If you can’t accept it, you can just pass out. Your injuries will be healed when you wake up."

Jiang Qingli acted decisively.

Considering a certain someone’s pride, she grabbed a nearby throw pillow, casually pressed it over his face, and began searching for his wounds.

The window was open, and the wind lifted a corner of the white sheer curtain, blurring the scene.

Sunlight enveloped them, hot enough to feel like it could sear marks onto their skin.

...

"So, how did the healing session with Youchen go?"

After dinner, Baili Jing returned from the film set. After listening to the girl recount the day’s events, he held her and gently asked about the outcome.

Jiang Qingli was just waiting for him to ask, smiling brilliantly. "It went perfectly smoothly!"

"I thought it would go poorly, since the effectiveness of the healing depends on the Match Value, you know? But it actually worked really well! Better than I expected!"

She said, lifting her chin proudly.

The healing session that afternoon had indeed been a great success.

At the time, she’d been prepared for utter exhaustion, but she hadn’t expected the wound to heal so quickly.

It was even faster than when she had healed Qin Muye.

’Could it be the Match Value...’

Jiang Qingli had stared at the rapidly scabbing wound, suspicious for a moment.

But, as if reading her mind, his restrained, calm voice had sounded from above her head. "It wasn’t a serious injury. Compared to a military doctor, you’re much slower."

’What did he mean by that? Was he complaining about me?’

Jiang Qingli had immediately ignored the strange feeling bubbling up inside her and bared her teeth fiercely. "A bad workman blames his tools. Maybe you should think about your own shortcomings for a change."

His shirt was torn to shreds. He quickly snatched up a blanket and wrapped it around himself.

His gaze flickered past her face, and the young man’s voice was muffled. "Yes, it’s all my fault."

Jiang Youchen had the kitchen prepare a restorative meal for her. She complained that it was too spicy, and only started eating when he sat down across from her and ate it with her.

But later, Jiang Qingli noticed his ears were bright red the entire time. The contrast with his sickly, expressionless face was striking.

She didn’t know if he had some internal injuries that hadn’t healed. When she asked, he wouldn’t say a word and just ran off faster than a rabbit...

The touch of something fluffy against her cheek brought Jiang Qingli back to the present.

Beside her, Baili Jing’s lips curved into a smile. His fox tail curled around her as he asked cheerfully, "Going over it in your head?"

"Something like that." Jiang Qingli hugged his tail and checked his previous wound.

External wounds were easier to treat than high pollution values. The injury on his fox tail was almost completely healed, and new, snow-white fur brushed against her palm, clearly begging for affection.

But thinking about the previous wound on the fox tail made Jiang Qingli frown.

The claw marks had been coarse and terrifying, cutting deep enough to expose bone. They didn’t look like they were from any common animal. They looked more like... a dragon’s.

Then there was the wound on Jiang Youchen’s back. Although he had guarded it jealously, Jiang Qingli had still managed to see part of it. The marks were long, thin, and sharp—the kind usually left by a cat or a fox.

When she asked Jiang Youchen, he said they were from a sparring match.

Jiang Qingli thought of an unlikely possibility and asked, "Did you fight with him?"

"Hm? By ’him,’ do you mean Youchen?" Baili Jing asked, his fox-like eyes narrowing slightly. "He showed you willingly?"

’What does he mean, "He showed you willingly"...?’

’That sounds so weird.’

’He makes it sound like Youchen is some shameless villain who tried to seduce me.’

"I saw it when I was healing his wound." Jiang Qingli grabbed his tail and gave it a light tug. "What’s really going on between you two?"

Baili Jing rested his chin on her shoulder, explaining in his usual tone, "When Youchen first came back, I sparred with him a few times."

They had both given the exact same answer. Jiang Qingli thought it was a bit of an exaggeration for a sparring match to get that out of hand, but then she remembered they used to spar in the past, so she didn’t press the issue.

It was still early, so Jiang Qingli took out a book to review.

Aside from being a comfortable cushion, Baili Jing was also a very diligent tutor. Whenever Jiang Qingli didn’t understand something, she would ask him. The tutoring fee was usually a kiss.

When she got to her Healing System coursework, Jiang Qingli slowed down, her brow furrowed in thought.

Baili Jing kissed her on the side of her face and asked softly, "Tired?"

"No." Jiang Qingli hugged the fox tail, stammering, "I feel like I shouldn’t have yelled at him..."

The sentence was vague, and she didn’t specify who "he" was, but Baili Jing knew perfectly well.

Taking in the conflicted and gloomy expression on her face, the young man sighed internally and asked gently, "Is this still about what happened this afternoon?"

Jiang Qingli bit her lip and nodded.

She knew she could be completely open with her childhood sweetheart, that he would accept all of her, so she didn’t hide her feelings.

Jiang Qingli organized her thoughts before speaking. "I think I was too impatient, and my attitude was too harsh... But I can’t bring myself to apologize. Because I feel like he was being unreasonable too. He wouldn’t listen to me, he kept dismissing me, and he let himself get that injured..."

At this, Jiang Qingli buried her face in the fox tail in frustration. Her warm breath dispersed into the soft fur, making the tail tremble slightly.

In all her life, this was the first time she’d ever had a real conflict with her brother, and she found it incredibly difficult to handle.

’She was sitting in his arms, hugging his tail, yet she was thinking about someone else.’

A shadow passed through his pale gold eyes, but there wasn’t much surprise.

’Perhaps he had known all along that this day would come. That was why, a few years ago, after Jiang Qingli confessed to him, he had done everything in his power to charm her, using every method he could think of to keep her, to keep her so lost in their sweet life together that she would have no time to think of anyone else.’

’And yet, no matter how he tried to avoid it, Baili Jing had to admit that an invisible, inescapable web had been woven around them over the years.’

Baili Jing hooked her fingers with his, lacing them together.

He was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, it was with his familiar gentle reassurance, "Darling, you two haven’t seen each other in a long time, after all. It’s normal that Youchen’s way of thinking hasn’t changed overnight."

"He’s not an unreasonable person. If you explain it to him, he’ll understand. Communication is a better way to solve problems than stewing on it alone."

Jiang Qingli felt that made sense, and with Baili Jing’s encouragement, she took out her terminal.

Just as she was about to send a message, she discovered several unread messages from Jiang Youchen.