The Noble Woman’s Guide On How to Tease One’s Husband

The Noble Woman’s Guide On How to Tease One’s Husband – Chapter 53

Translated by: Oinkoink

Proofread by: Silkscreen

Chapter 53 – Heart-to-Heart

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Chu Jinglan held the scalding, delicate body in his arms as he listened to her frequent unrestrained coughs. His heart already felt particularly distressed yet thinking how she resisted this discomfort to meet Pei Yuanshu just now, the surging anger became intolerable and stifled within his chest, not able to vent it out. The feeling of anxiety mingled with stabs of pain were difficult to calm down.

Ye Huaiyang didn’t seem to sense his monstrous fury. She merely feared that she would get him dirtied if she was to vomit again, so she propped her weak arms up wanting to leave his arms but was pressed back by him without hesitation.

“What are you doing?”

“You stay a little away from me… *cough cough*… will get you dirty later…”

Chu Jinglan’s face became more serious as he bitterly uttered, “Just let it get dirty. Even if there are thorns in my bosom, you can only stay here now and don’t think about going anywhere.”

A big warm palm nestled between her mid-back as soon as those words fell, slowly smoothing her breath. Unconsciously, her physical strength depleted as she rested her whole weight onto him where the pair of steady arms encircled her waist, giving her the warmest and strongest support.

A while later, the coughing gradually stopped. Raising his hand, Chu Jinglan fetched some warm water and gave it to her. After swallowing two mouthfuls, she refused to drink any more. He didn’t force her and placed the tea cup down then continued to stroke her chest.

“Feeling a little better?”

Nodding her head slightly, Ye Huaiyang’s complexion eased up a little but her whole person was still a little dazed due to the high raging fever. She couldn’t help but close her eyes and lean against his shoulder when she heard him say, “Wait for the medical officer to come and see, then drink the medicine before going to sleep again.”

“Hmm,” she softly replied. Smelling the clear pine scent on his body, her mind became somewhat sober, “Has everything been dealt with at Jingzhou?”

“It’s all taken care of. The Shen-Ce Army has taken out Deng Tianguan’s secret armory that same night and turned over countless irrefutable evidence, which I have already sent back to Wangdu.”

“That’s good.” She slowly lowered her long eyelashes and no longer spoke.

The raging flames that rolled about in Chu Jinglan’s heart (earlier) seemed to have died down by a heavy downpour, leaving only tiny embers that were imbued with a sense of helplessness upon seeing her like this. He couldn’t help but stretch out his hand to cover her lightly flushed little face and whisper, “Why do you still think about these things? It would be better to vent out a few words to me and somewhat satiate your heart.”

Hearing what was said, Ye Huaiyang smiled, the phoenix eyes brimming with light gleams that were limpid and soft.

That day, he risked his life searching for her in the mountain for hours and immediately lost control when he saw her injured. He kept watch of her the whole night without resting after they arrived in Yanzhou. She was very clear about all these. He who can command the wind and clouds all these years, gone through several life and death fearlessly, was out of his mind because of her injury. Would he be like this if he doesn’t love her dearly? If sustaining this little indisposition can make him see his heart clearly, she would rather endure it which also saves her from pestering him everyday.

Ye Huaiyang’s smile grew deeper when she thought of this. She grasped his hand gently and said, “I’m sick but not confused. Why would I want to get angry at you?”

Looking down at her, there were wisps of pain in his eyes, “You wouldn’t have gotten hurt like this if it wasn’t for me?”

“Does your heart ache?” she asked in a low voice.

Heaving a deep sigh, Chu Jinglan slowly tightened his embrace. The scalding temperature penetrated through his clothes and scorched his heart repeatedly, causing him to feel torment while his voice became all the more hoarse, “I do not know the feeling of these two words before. It was not until I saw you lying in my arms covered in blood that I knew the pain.”

Ye Huaiyang knew how difficult it was for him to open the door of his heart and say such words, so she restrained the ripples in her heart and said with a soft smile, “While I’m not feeling well you don’t feel well, too. Since it is so, why do we need to mention it anymore?”

Knowing that she is comforting him, Chu Jinglan silently enfolded her in his arms and hugged her more tightly.

Rushing belatedly over, the medical officer and Yue’ya arrived outside the room at this moment. They were a little stunned seeing the vaguely embracing silhouettes when the door was pushed open and for a moment, they didn’t know whether they should enter or withdraw as both stood stupefied outside. Chu Jinglan raised his head when he heard the noise and didn’t release his hold even when he saw the incoming people but merely calling out calmly, “Just enter.”

Only then did both of them step into the room one after the other. After both paid their respects, Yue’ya moved a low stool and placed it beside layers of the lowered bed canopy. The medical officer bent his knees to take a seat then drew out a red thread* to carefully feel the pulse. With one grip, he sensed frailness like a deep void valley. He stroked his beard and pondered for a while and before he barely drew the thread back, he heard Chu Jinglan’s question.

[T/N: * Suspended silk pulse diagnosis ]

“How’s Wangfei’s condition and why does she repeatedly vomit?”

The medical officer replied with a bow, “Reporting to Wangye, Wangfei’s high fever is triggered by her leg injury which somewhat harmed her qi (spirit) and vital energy. Though the medicine used previously has some quick effect, it nevertheless is fairly heaty. Under Wangfei’s current condition of having deficiency in both qi and vital energy, it does not seem suitable for continuous consumption. This lowly officer will first prescribe a mild prescription to disperse Wangfei’s fever then use some medicinal food to nourish the yin and enrich the blood that will help nurse her back to health, which is an ideal recommendation.”

Chu Jinglan knitted his brows tightly and coldly said, “Do it immediately and if anything goes wrong with Wangfei, you can go accompany those previous medical officers.”

“Yes, this lowly officer understands.” Wiping his sweat quietly, the medical officer turned around and exited the room.

The night was getting late and it would take some time for the new medicine to be prepared. Yue’ya went out to keep an eye on it while Ye Huaiyang still coughed intermittently. Unable to stop worrying, Chu Jinglan simply changed his clothes and went to bed with her. Once she quieted down, she eventually started teasing him.

“I haven’t seen the shadow of Wangye for several days. Qieshen[1] even thought that King Rong had sent you several beauties that made you indulge in pleasures and didn’t expect you to stay the night in Qieshen’s room today?”

The corners of Chu Jinglan’s mouth twitched slightly and said, “Speak properly.”

“Mmm.” Ye Huaiyang responded faintly then reached out to hook his neck, “I’ve missed you.”

Feeling his heart soften suddenly, Chu Jinglan leaned down and kissed the side of her forehead, brimming with tenderness, “I’ll have Tang Qingfeng move all the paperwork over tomorrow and work in this room.”

Previously, it was not due to official business that he didn’t come over. He obviously could not cross over the wall of his own heart. Since the cloud has been finally lifted and he wholeheartedly wants to accommodate her now, how can she refuse? However, the follow-up work in Jingzhou is really cumbersome and many matters can only be carried out after the resolution from Wangdu. It’s just that everyone from the royal court is probably still in a state of shock. In merely half a month, Chu Jinglan single-handedly eradicated the powerful source of rebellion which Chu Sanghuai wouldn’t even have expected?

She has already predicted how the situation will change when they return to Wangdu.

“Will we be able to go back after all these are done?”

Rubbing her back, Chu Jinglan replied warmly, “Wait till you get a little better before we go back.”

“Is it okay there in Wangdu?” She worried that should they stay too long here, Chu Jinglan would try something again.

“It’s alright.” Chu Jinglan responded then voiced out after a short pause, “Instead it’s not well on your part as I have withheld your letter. So, to avoid any trouble, I better send another copy.”

Hearing him say this meant he had already guessed why Ye Huaiyang acted as such and trusted her wholeheartedly. She didn’t explain a word nor did he ask. She knew how difficult it was for someone who suffered betrayal; and fortunately, the storm had passed and the letter was no longer an obstacle between them. This allowed them to be even closer.

“What would you have done if I was really sent by the Empress to spy on you?” Ye Huaiyang looked up at Chu Jinglan with gleamingly starry bright eyes.

Looking back at her, Chu Jinglan’s eyes were ablazed like raging flames with undisguised obsessions within its depths, producing inexplicably profound dominance that she has never seen before.

“I’ll imprison you by my side, whether in the desolate Northern Land or bustling Wangdu where you will be wherever I am and don’t even think of leaving me in this lifetime.”

“I am looking forward to that.”

Ye Huaiyang smiled vividly, then pressed forward to kiss his lips. She habitually stuck to him under the rush of love, forgetting about her injured leg when a sharp pain inadvertently shot up that she suddenly sucked in a mouthful of cold air. Chu Jinglan also regained his senses and immediately covered her wound with his warm palm.

“When you talk, just talk. Why are you moving around?”

His expression turned slightly better only after he carefully checked through once and found that there was no blood seepage. Depleting of strength due to the pain, Ye Huaiyang leaned feebly in his arms and not moving anymore.

The long awaited new medicine was finally delivered at this moment. Yue’ya carried the mixed glazed porcelain bowl over to the bed where Chu Jinglan took it in passing and ladled the decoction with a silver spoon to feed Ye Huaiyang. She swallowed it in small gulps and was extremely well-behaved, with no complaint even when her tongue was numb with bitterness. She even secretly raised her long eyelashes to watch him concentrate on feeding her the medicine, as if drinking honey.

Yue’ya served some warm water to rinse her mouth after the consumption of the medicine then instinctively helped her up but was stopped by Chu Jinglan’s big hand, “Where are you going?”

With slightly blushed cheeks, Yue’ya muttered, “Responding to Wangye, it’s… going to lavatory.”

A glimmer flickered in Chu Jinglan’s eyes, seemingly flitted with a smile within it. He immediately princess-carried Ye Huaiyang and walked towards the back of the room. Ye Huaiyang was still groggy with the fever that she reacted somewhat slowly. It was not until he reached the side of the chamber-pot that she responded with instantly wide eyes.

“What are you, you doing?”

“Carrying you to the lavatory.” Chu Jinglan replied indifferently, but there was a hint of mischievousness on his face. Ye Huaiyang saw it in a glance and blushed unexpectedly.

“I can do it myself. Quickly get out…”

“Why have I not seen you this bashful when you play wicked tricks?” Chu Jinglan put her down and gently caressed her rosy neck with calloused fingers which caused her heart to quiver for no reason, “Do you want to do it yourself or should I help you?”

Mesmerized by that dark enchanted glance, Ye Huaiyang even had difficulty breathing while his big palm already slid to her waist and started to pull her belt lightly. Her heart beat like a drum and she only spoke after swallowing a gulp of saliva a moment later, “I’ll do it myself. Go out and wait for me.”

Chu Jinglan retracted his hands and folded them in front of his chest, then lowered his head and stared at her rigidly, evidently having no intention of leaving.

Ye Huaiyang never expected that the first time she unfastened her clothes in front of him would be under such circumstances that she almost wanted to cry, “Aren’t you afraid of the smell?”

“I’m afraid you’ll freeze.”

There is no underground heating in this room and coldness permeates everywhere. Fearing that Ye Huaiyang’s condition will worsen, Chu Jinglan stopped dawdling with her. With lightning speed, he held her waist and took off her skirt. She was completely stunned that blood rushed up to the top of her head and her flushed face could almost drip blood.

“I told you I’ll do it myself and you insist on watching!”

Ye Huaiyang flew into rage from embarrassment while Chu Jinglan held back his smile and stroked her face as he said, “I won’t watch, you go on.”

How can she go on with him here!

Right at this moment, Yue’ya was like a deity with thousands radiance who came to rescue her, “Wangye. Imperial guard Tang is here, saying he has some matters to report to you.”

With slightly lowered eyebrows and a darted glance at Ye Huaiyang, Chu Jinglan said, “I’ll be back in a moment, so hurry up.” He turned around, lifted the curtain and left.

Ye Huaiyang sat there with her mouth pursed, simply wanting to cry without tear

[1] Qièshēn (妾身) –  a form of self-address modestly used by a woman in ancient days

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