Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 364

Nalan Jingwen's injuries were visibly healing. The wounds that could not heal began to scab over and fall off. Every time Pei Yunche changed her dressings, he would carefully touch the crisscrossing wounds with his fingertips and ask her if it hurt.

Nalan Jingwen would always answer that it didn't hurt, but Pei Yunche didn't believe her. He would kiss her scars with his lips, his hot breath spraying on her skin, causing a slight itch.

Pei Yunche.

Pei Yunche looked up and met Nalan Jingwen's calm eyes. Seeing the moisture at the corners of his eyes, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and could only say, "I really don't hurt."

Pei Yunche lowered his eyes and responded in a muffled voice, seemingly oblivious to whether he had heard her, and continued applying the medicine for her.

She has regained sensation in her hands and feet, and her meridians have been remodeled, but she is still unable to move them and it will take more time.

Pei Yunche simply massaged her hands and feet every time to improve blood circulation and remove blood stasis. At first, he was not skilled and even went to the city clinic to ask the doctor. Later, he gradually became more skilled, and Nalan Jingwen's condition improved visibly.

Half a month later, he was able to stand up, but he was still unsteady and needed someone to help him. On this day, Pei Yunche tidied himself up and made sure he was clean before entering the house.

Hearing the commotion, Nalan Jing lowered his hand and looked at the person who had come.

Seeing her movements, Pei Yunche said, "We still have time, there's no rush. You should rest well."

Nalan Jingwen wanted to recover as quickly as possible, so she practiced and did rehabilitation training desperately. It was a miracle that she could stand up in half a month.

These days have been very peaceful. No one knows what method Changsheng used, but no one has been able to find this place. This is also of great benefit to her recuperation. She doesn't have to worry about potential dangers. Life is peaceful and serene. It really feels like she and her beloved are living in seclusion in the mountains.

However, Xue Qingheng and the others also couldn't find this place.

A soft breath landed on your head, and Pei Yunche's clear voice fell beside your ear, tinged with a hint of displeasure, "What are you thinking about? I'm right here with you, and you're still thinking about someone else?"

Nalan Jingwen looked up at him. They had been here for about two months. Pei Yunche's originally fair skin had turned yellowish. His face, which used to be fleshy, was now thin. His hands had also become much rougher. The once pampered and delicate young master could now chop a pile of firewood by himself.

When Pei Yunche saw her staring at him like that, and saw his reflection in her eyes, a wave of inferiority washed over him. He subconsciously lowered his head, trying to hide his haggard face.

Nalan Jing noticed his unusual behavior, "What's wrong?"

Pei Yunche straightened up, his eyes darting away, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

He was fine just a moment ago, but now he's suddenly in a bad mood. Nalan Jingwen didn't know why, but she still patiently asked, "Who made Yun Che unhappy?"

Pei Yunche turned his head away. "Besides you and me, who else is here?"

Did I upset you? Can you tell me why?

She gently raised her hand and hooked her fingertips around his. Pei Yunche's fingers curled slightly as he let her hold him. He looked down at Nalan Jingwen, a hint of embarrassment flashing in his eyes. After a long silence, he asked, "If I become ugly, will you still marry me?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Nalan Jingwen's reply, he bent down and picked her up, pulling her into his arms and resting his chin on her shoulder, his tone as if he didn't care at all.

"Even if I become ugly, you must marry me. If you don't, I'll die!"

Feeling the strength in his waist, Nalan Jingwen chuckled and turned his head to kiss his cheek.

"Don't keep talking about death."

Pei Yunche gave a soft snort and remained silent.

Nalan Jingwen stroked his cheek gently, her eyes serious.

"How could I not marry you just because you've become ugly? You always portray me as the kind of heartless person, which really hurts to hear."

Pei Yunche gently rubbed his cheek against her palm, "You're such a heartless person!"

"Who knows if you'll stop liking me and abandon me if you see I've become ugly!"

Putting aside now, what if he grows old and loses his former beauty decades later? Who knows if she will despise him then? What will he do when his looks fade and her love wanes?

The more Pei Yunche thought about it, the more depressed he became, and his eyes turned red with grievance.

Nalan Jingwen understood that he was just afraid—afraid of losing his proud appearance, and afraid that she would despise him because of his looks.

"If that's what you're saying, decades from now when we're both old and gray, will you also find me an old woman, think I'm not pretty anymore, and abandon me?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Yunche hurriedly retorted, "How could that be?! I'll love you no matter what you become!! How... how could I possibly dislike you?!"

Nalan Jing looked at him with a smile, then leaned close and lightly touched his lips.

"I believe you, and you believe me too, okay?"

Pei Yunche lowered his head, his ear tips flushed red, and he dared not look at her.

"Then, I'll trust you this time."

Nalan Jingwen kissed him on the lips again, "If you're still worried, we can get married now."

As soon as she said it, she regretted it. She had nothing now. Not to mention the elaborate wedding procession and fine silks, she didn't even have a wedding dress or a place to hold the wedding ceremony. How could she bear to make Pei Yunche suffer and marry her here?

Before she could speak, Pei Yunche suddenly looked up, his eyes shining brightly like jewels, his face filled with undisguised surprise.

"Really?!"

Nalan Jing looked into his bright eyes and was speechless for a moment.

Pei Yunche asked her again to confirm.

"Nalan Jingwen, do you keep your word?"

“Pei Yunche…”

Hearing her hesitant voice, Pei Yunche's expression stiffened. "Nalan Jingwen, what do you mean?"

He stared blankly at the woman in his arms, his voice hoarse.

"So you don't really want to marry me, and you're just putting on an act?"

Not understanding why Pei Yunche would think that way, she quickly stopped his wild thoughts and leaned over to kiss his pale lips.

Pei Yunche was so weak from the kiss that his eyes were shimmering, as if filled with spring water. His ears turned red, and his expression softened. Although he was unhappy, he still carefully supported Nalan Jingwen's waist, afraid that she would fall.

Nalan Jingwen pressed her forehead against his, the two of them extremely close, their breaths lingering and the air becoming slow and ambiguous.

“It’s not an act, Pei Yunche.”

"I really want to marry you and grow old with you."

"My hesitation just now was because I was afraid you would be wronged."

Pei Yunche's long, dark eyelashes trembled slightly, his pupils reflecting the earnest eyes and brows of the person before him.

"I'm not afraid of being wronged."

Nalan Jingwen gently shook his head, his tone soft, "Letting you and me wander is already the worst possible option. I feel guilty, and I can't let you marry me in this humble place. Yun Che shouldn't suffer such injustice, and I'm also reluctant to let you go."

Pei Yunche was pampered since childhood, so there's no reason why he would end up in such a miserable state after following her, especially since it's such a major life event as marriage.

Pei Yunche deserves her to offer him the best of everything.

"And General Pei, don't you want us to receive General Pei's blessing?"

Pei Yunche was somewhat moved and turned his head slightly away, "You always use your mother as an excuse."

But he had to admit that he did hope his marriage would be blessed by his mother and older sister.