In the end, Yang Wan did not force Deng Ying to answer.
After the two of them had dinner together, Deng Ying helped Yang Wan boil water for a bath, and Yang Wan soaked in the bathtub for a long time.
When she came out, Deng Ying's face was still red.
Yang Wan didn't say anything and just sat on the bed with Deng Ying.
She took a bath, took off her outer clothes, put on only her underwear, and wrapped herself comfortably in the quilt.
Deng Ying was still wearing his official uniform because of the torture instruments on his body. He refused to take off his shoes and sat upright beside the bed. Yang Wan hugged her knees and leaned on his shoulders, closing her eyes and resting quietly. The sound of rain outside was getting louder and louder, knocking on the window, with a chill in the sound.
However, the colder it is outside, the warmer the charcoal in the house becomes and the softer the bedding becomes.
Although the shabby room was narrow, it was big enough for Yang Wan to curl up.
Yang Wan thought of a Japanese anime - "Weathering with You".
It was raining heavily outside. The hero and heroine were escaping from the police, but they could not afford to stay in a cheap hotel, so they simply took out all their money and stayed in a warm high-end hotel.
Take a bath, eat, sing KTV...
There were colorful lanterns in the bathtub, and chicken nuggets, fried noodles, and curry in the refrigerator. The heroine's brother asked what to eat, and the hero said, eat it all, so the brother shouted to the heroine who was bathing, "Tonight's dinner is very rich." The heroine smiled and replied that she was looking forward to it.
They played until very late, wishing they could experience all the warmth that could be found in the hotel.
I have been reluctant to sleep, as if as long as I don’t sleep, this warmth will not cool down and tomorrow will not come.
The same was true for Yang Wan at this time.
She hoped that the rain outside would not stop, trying to keep every moment, but she knew that time was passing all the time.
"Deng Ying."
"exist."
"Should we... do something?"
As soon as this question was asked, Deng Ying's body suddenly stiffened.
Yang Wan leaned against him and smiled, "Apply the medicine."
As she spoke, she got out of the quilt, knelt on the bed and reached for the plaster on the bedside.
Deng Ying leaned against her hunched back. Her underwear hung down as she moved, highlighting the groove of her spine.
Her slightly curled toes were pressed against Deng Ying's legs. He was afraid that she would be cold, so he quickly covered her feet with his sleeves.
"What do you want? Let me get it. You took a bath, so you need to cover yourself up."
Yang Wan turned around and smiled, "I brought several kinds of medicine with me, and you didn't know which one to take. I'll find some and apply some on you first, and then I'll apply some on myself."
As she spoke, she carried the bottles and jars to the bed, bent her knees for Deng Ying to lean on, and carefully applied the medicine to Deng Ying in the light, looking at his feet as she did so.
"There's still something to apply on your feet, take off your shoes."
Deng Ying took off her shoes and socks and slowly lifted her legs onto the bed.
The remaining chain hung under the bed, swinging gently and clasping the wooden frame, making a clanging sound.
He pressed it with his hand embarrassedly, and subconsciously pulled his foot back into his clothes.
Yang Wan didn't look away from his actions, but just said softly, "How ridiculous."
"What?"
Yang Wan held his wrist and whispered, "You and the court are both so absurd now."
She pursed her lips and continued, "The torture instruments are not meant to restrain the criminals, but to humiliate you and perform a 'fair' show for the emperor to see in front of the whole court."
Deng Ying let go of her finger and said, "I'm fine..."
Yang Wan interrupted him and said, "How can it be okay? You have something to say but can't say it."
She meant it as a pun.
Deng Ying took her wrist down from Yang Wan's knee.
The two of them sat opposite each other on the bed, hugging their knees. Deng Ying coughed lightly.
"How can you say... offensive words to Wan Wan when you are still a guilty person?"
"If you find that offensive, then why do you bother to learn it?"
Deng Ying pursed her lips, "I couldn't help it..."
He coughed a few more times and put his hands in Yang Wan's arms, "I'm afraid I'll hurt you, and I'm also afraid you'll feel uncomfortable. I'm afraid you won't want to hold my hands and teach me how to do it in the future, and then I won't know how to let you..."
"Fool, who taught you all this? What did they teach you?"
Deng Ying gently turned her body to avoid Yang Wan's gaze.
Who could he learn from? Those people from the Imperial Household Department usually went to brothels and temples to fool around. There were many women who served the eunuchs wandering outside Nanhaizi. The Imperial Household Department would also gather together privately to discuss how to have fun with women. Deng Ying listened to a lot of it, and when he thought of Yang Wan's body, he wished he could lock his hands up forever.
Until he accidentally found a book in Chen Hua's room in Huntangsi.
That was a book banned in the palace, and Chen Huazhi had been hiding it very carefully. However, he got drunk the night before, and after flipping through it, he placed it openly on the desk. Deng Ying, who came to talk to him about something, picked it up casually.
Chen Hua was frightened half to death by him. He immediately knelt down in front of Deng Ying, trembling all over.
"Master, I am willing to plead guilty and accept the punishment, but I beg you to spare my life."
Deng Ying didn't say anything. She sat on Chen Hua's couch and opened the book.
"Master... Hey..."
He simply knelt in front of Deng Ying and slapped himself.
Deng Ying pressed the page of the book, "What are you doing? Stop."
Chen Hua cried, "If the governor does not pardon me, I dare not stop."
Deng Ying closed the book, closed her eyes and calmed down for a while, then looked down at Chen Hua and said, "Why do you read this kind of book?"
"I deserve to die. I shouldn't have watched that..."
"Master Chen, I have no intention of punishing you. Speak nicely."
Only then did Chen Hua stop crying.
Deng Ying pointed to the person opposite her and said, "Stand up and sit down to talk."
Chen Hua stood up hesitantly, rubbing her legs and sitting in front of Deng Ying, "Master, are you really willing to cover up for me?"
"Um."
Deng Ying put down the book and exhaled softly, "I..."
"I understand."
Chen Hua interrupted him, "Master, you have always been kind to us."
After he said that, Deng Ying had nothing else to say. After all, he didn't know how to explain the ridiculous throbbing in his heart at that moment.
"You and Song Sizan..."
"No! Absolutely not! This slave and Song Sizan have never done anything illicit."
The word "compromise" directly pierced Deng Ying's heart.
Chen Hua had no idea what Deng Ying was thinking and just confessed himself honestly.
"Master, I'm not afraid that you will laugh at me... Hey... I've been thinking about Yun Qing for a long time, but I don't dare to do anything to her. No, what can I do? I don't even dare to mention it to her. She is a female official in the inner court who can leave the palace in the future. If she keeps herself well, she may meet a good man after she goes out and live happily for the rest of her life. If I hurt her... won't I go to hell?"
As he spoke, he tightened his trousers at the knees.
"She never allowed me to enter her room, and I had never even seen her in her scanty clothes, but I just couldn't help myself. I was indeed naked, but I know that as long as someone like me is more attentive, sensible, and careful, there are still ways to make her happy. But Lord Governor, I really just thought about it and then secretly learned it. I deserve to die, I really deserve to die, but Yun Qing is a decent girl, she..."
He spoke incoherently, but he just hoped that Deng Ying would believe in Song Yunqing's character.
Deng Ying placed his hand quietly on the book. He wanted to say something to Chen Hua, but he didn't know how to start.
The cold light of the day fell quietly on his lower body. Those fingers had once taken Yang Wan's body and touched the warm spring flow from her lower body. Yang Wan did not let him crawl under her like the eunuchs in the books. She kept his underwear and lay on the table, leaving space for him to stand in front of her.
The person he met was Yang Wan, and the person Chen Hua met was Song Yunqing.
They had the same shameful perception about the matter, but Deng Ying had never been hurt. Yang Wan protected his self-esteem like protecting a piece of snow.
However, he also had to wonder, was Yang Wan enjoying herself
"Deng Xiaoying, what are you thinking about with your red ears?"
Yang Wan's words pulled Deng Ying out of his thoughts. He then realized that Yang Wan was holding his hand with a worried look on her face.
"Have you been reading some random books?"
"Um… "
"Who gave it to you?"
"… "
Deng Ying couldn't betray Chen Hua, so she could only lower her head without saying anything.
"Don't look blindly."
Yang Wan touched Deng Ying's hot face, and Deng Ying said hurriedly: "I didn't say those things to hurt you, Wan Wan, you know I won't."
"I didn't say you were reading that kind of book."
Yang Wan looked at Deng Ying, "I'm afraid you won't be able to serve me like that..."
After she said the word "serve", she found that she couldn't say the following words.
His shoulders slumped and he sat down immediately.
She felt sorry for the man in front of her. Her love did not contain any contempt for imperfections, but Deng Ying's love for Yang Wan always contained a sense of derogation for him.
"Wan Wan."
"explain."
"I did something wrong and made you angry, didn't I?"
He looked a little flustered, and the baby in Yang Wan's arms was also at a loss.
Yang Wan quickly calmed down and tried to comfort him, "No, you are just stupid, you know that, those things are just like the torture instruments on you, they are meant to discipline you, you can't turn them into a text of self-cognition."
She inexplicably blurted out the professional terminology, and after blurting it out, she couldn't help but lower her head and blame herself, "What am I talking about..."
Deng Ying looked at Yang Wan at a loss. That look made Yang Wan once again clearly feel that the overly advanced civilization was whipping Deng Ying's inner order.
She hurriedly hugged the bewildered Deng Ying.
"It's okay. I don't blame you for watching those things."
Deng Ying lowered his head and looked at Yang Wan who was leaning on his shoulder, and quietly admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, Wanwan, I won't do that again."
Yang Wan shook her head. "It's not your fault. There's nothing wrong with that book. I just want to tell you that only if you stop making yourself a sinner, you can happily do that to me."
Deng Ying lowered her head, "Wan Wan, I am willing now too."
"I won't allow you to do that now. Deng Xiaoying, you have always been very smart. Why are you so stupid now?"
"Okay, Wanwan, I won't say anything more. Don't be angry."
He stroked Yang Wan's back as he spoke.
Yang Wan leaned on Deng Ying's shoulder and said softly, "I'm not angry, don't be anxious, let's take it slowly, okay?"
Deng Ying said softly, "Wan Wan."
"Um?"
"Why are you... different from Song Sizan?"
Yang Wan did not answer. She pinched Deng Ying's earlobe and whispered to him, "Come on, lie down."