The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

91. A Strange Disease

 

Translator: Iris Guo

 

After changing Zhong Mingwei’s sheet, A’Chou hastened to boil water and cook. Today’s breakfast was dough drop soup. While stirring the soup, she thought she had to find someone to build a heated bed. When she changed the sheet, she touched his cold legs. What if his legs got worse?

But where was the money? As soon as A’Chou thought of the little money left, she would worry herself sick. Then, she would get a better mood when she remembered the embroidery patterns she almost finished.

What should she be afraid of?

She had skills and could make money. She could not only support Zhong Mingwei, but also take good care of him.

A’Chou entered the chamber while holding her head high with two large bowls of dough drop soup.

“I’ll help you out of bed and practice soon.” A’Chou put a bowl in front of Zhong Mingwei. “Try to sit on the deck chair today.”

Zhong Mingwei nodded: “Okay. I think I’ll make it.”

Yesterday, Zhong Mingwei managed to get out of the main hall, and he almost made it to the courtyard, but A’Chou was too weak to support him, so he had no choice but to go back to the chamber. Obviously, today both of them were more confident.

“That would be good. Value the time when you could enjoy the sunshine outside. It’s going to be cold, and I won’t let you out soon.” said A’Chou vaguely while eating.

“Is it autumn already?” Zhong Mingwei was clearly surprised. He raised his head and looked out of the window, but he couldn’t see anything apart from the bright sky since his bed was too far away.

“Yes. When I was in the palace, I heard that NingGuTa was bitterly cold all the year round. I didn’t understand how then, but now I finally have firsthand experience.” said A’Chou while pulling her thick coat. “If I were in the capital, I would be craving for iced dessert, but now I’m already wearing thick cloth.”

Zhong Mingwei’s eyes fell on A’Chou’s linen coat. He felt disturbed when seeing the washed-out fabric, didn’t say anything, and continued to eat silently. A couple of days ago, she didn’t feel well and got up late, which was rare. She was afraid that Zhong Mingwei would be starved, so she made dough drop soup for convenience. Unexpectedly, he loved it, so she had been making it for several days.

“Where was sore yesterday?” After breakfast, A’Chou climbed into bed as usual, touched every inch of Zhong Mingwei’s back, and asked, “Here? Here? Or here?”

“A little lower,” said Zhong Mingwei. “Lower, a little lower…”

But A’Chou couldn’t go any lower. She really couldn’t.

A’Chou flushed, but she still listened to Zhong Mingwei and put her hand on his prominent coccyx. After he said “yes”, she looked even more flushed and felt very anxious.

“Right there. As soon as I use more strength, that area would be badly sore.” panted Zhong Mingwei while frowning. A’Chou couldn’t tell whether he felt too comfortable or too sore.

Listening to Zhong Mingwei sighing, A’Chou blushed scarlet. Her heart rate speeded up.

A’Chou thought herself very strange. She used to see Zhong Mingwei naked and didn’t find it a big deal. However, since that day, she started to feel very awkward with him. She not only dared not look directly at him, but also couldn’t hear his sigh. She thought she got sick, infected with a strange disease…

“Don’t moan. You’re a man, for God’s sake…” A’Chou couldn’t bear it and murmured.

Immediately, Zhong Mingwei became silent, so did the entire room.

A’Chou couldn’t hear anything apart from their breathing. She regretted it a little bit. How could she deal with such embarrassing silence?