Lu Yunchu devoured the meat floss porridge in no time. When he looked up and saw that Wen Zhan had finished eating, he walked over to clean up his bowl.
Feeling her approaching, Wen Zhan lowered his head, and exerted force on his fingers that were holding the bowl, until his knuckles turned blue and white.
Lu Yunchu keenly sensed his resistance. She looked at the ugly wound on the back of his hand and stopped.
As soon as she stopped, Wen Zhan's hand holding the bowl looked helpless. He tried his best to suppress the trembling and tried to stand up, as if he wanted to clean up the bowl himself.
"I'll take the empty bowl to the kitchen." She wanted to show that she had no intention of hurting him, so she walked around the couch and stretched out her hand across the table to take the empty bowl.
This action made Wen Zhan raise his head suddenly. His facial features were cold and expressionless, making him look unapproachable. However, he had a pair of affectionate eyes, and his eyes were full of emotions when he looked up at people.
Lu Yunchu looked at him and was stunned for a moment. These eyes made people almost think that he was a living, conscious, normal human being.
But before she could see the emotions in his eyes, Wen Zhan lowered his head.
She couldn't help but laugh, thinking that she was thinking too much. If he was really conscious, how uncomfortable would it be to be tortured like this day and night? It would be better for him to be an unconscious puppet, waiting for the knife of fate to cut off his life.
She sent the empty bowl to the kitchen, planning to go to the gate tomorrow to test the NPCs, asking them to clean up the yard and send some food, so that she would have food, clothing and shelter guaranteed, which sounded quite happy. She walked back while calculating what she needed.
She started to feel sleepy after eating, and she immediately cleared the messy thoughts in her mind. No matter what difficulties she would face tomorrow, eating well and sleeping well today was still the top priority.
As soon as I entered the house, I started to have trouble. The only reason was that there was only one bed in the room.
No matter what, it was impossible to let a person covered in wounds sleep in a limp bed, so Lu Yunchu said to Wen Zhan: "You go to the bed, and I'll sleep in a limp bed."
Wen Zhan did not act as he was told and shook his head very lightly.
Lu Yunchu was puzzled: "You want to sleep on a soft bed?"
He nodded.
"Why?" Lu Yunchu was a little anxious, and her tone didn't sound so good. "You are covered in injuries, and you still sleep like a limp? And you are so tall, do you want to sleep curled up? Look at your own injuries, you can't even walk, you wish you could die at the next moment--" She was impatient and didn't control her words. She said whatever she thought, and always realized that something was wrong after she had said it.
Wen Zhan sat there quietly, still expressionless, and didn't seem to react much.
Lu Yunchu was very upset and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Wen Zhan shook his head to indicate that he was fine, and his movements were very gentle, as if this one action had already consumed all his remaining strength.
She was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from outside the house: "Miss."
Lu Yunchu was stunned for a moment, remembering the information he had just inquired about, and guessed that the female supporting role would need a "maid".
"Come in."
The door creaked, followed by extremely light footsteps, and a tall, burly-looking maid appeared in front of him.
"Miss." She said again, kneeling down and bowing neatly.
What a shitty rule! Why does everyone have to kneel
Lu Yunchu avoided him uncomfortably: "Get up."
The maid seemed a little surprised. She looked up at her quietly and stood up hesitantly.
Her voice was a little rough: "Miss, the things are ready."
She opened the wooden box she was holding, revealing the torture instrument inside that shone with a cold light: "It has been soaked in salt water." The torture instrument was a very long iron rod, covered with sharp iron spikes and iron sheets. "Just a light push, and it will cut through the skin and flesh, making sure that no good flesh is left where it passes. This will definitely make him scream in pain."
Lu Yunchu was startled and took two steps back, then turned to look at Wen Zhan in horror.
Wen Zhan was also looking at her, his eyes calm.
"I don't want this." Lu Yunchu avoided his gaze, suppressed his surprise, turned to the maid and said, "Take it."
"Miss?" The maid was puzzled.
“Take it!”
The maid didn't dare say anything more. She closed the box, lowered her head and said no more.
Lu Yunchu felt a little complicated and looked at Wen Zhan: "I..." It seemed that anything she said at this time was redundant. She could only say dryly: "Don't worry." Just seeing the wound was enough to frighten her before. Now that she saw the torture instruments with her own eyes and the impact of the wound was concrete, and she had a clear glimpse of the suffering, words of comfort and distance themselves from the matter seemed particularly redundant.
She didn't dare look at Wen Zhan, so she didn't know that Wen Zhan was looking at her.
Ever since she appeared, saved him, and communicated with him, Wen Zhan had always had a blank expression on his face, neither sad nor happy, as if nothing could break the dead silence. But when he heard her words at this moment, his eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at her seriously.
The candlelight burned a blinding hole in the darkness, and she stood at the edge of the candlelight, covered in a soft light, seeming like she would never blend into the darkness.
Lu Yunchu thought about what happened to Wen Zhan and sighed. He felt that it was a miracle that he was still alive and able to move. He said to him, "Go to bed and take good care of your injuries." He would find a way to get him some medicine tomorrow.
Wen Zhan said nothing and had no intention of standing up. It seemed that he was going to refuse again.
Seeing him so difficult to communicate with made Lu Yunchu feel angry. Even if the NPCs were difficult to communicate with, at least they could understand what they meant and the character settings. They were not like him, who was very difficult to communicate with. She said anxiously, "Why don't you listen? Do you know how badly you are injured? Do you know that when I put you down, you were almost out of breath?"
Wen Zhan shook his head with great effort, and then burst into a violent cough, which he tried hard to suppress, his expression becoming increasingly uglier.
Responding to Lu Yunchu’s words, it was as if he was saying “I don’t know how badly I’m injured.”
Lu Yunchu said: "If you don't want to go to bed, you have to give a reason. It seems like I am harming you. How can I know what you are thinking if you just shake your head like this!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the maid suddenly laughed: "Miss, are you drunk again? How could he give a reason?"
Lu Yunchu turned to look at the maid, very confused.
The maid concluded that Lu Yunchu was really drunk, and said with a smile: "Miss, how can a mute speak, especially a guy like him who is so stubborn."
The maid's words were like a blow to the head, leaving Lu Yunchu stunned where he stood.
There was too little description of Wen Zhan in the book, and she only had a general impression of this character. It was not until the maid reminded her that she dug out those few lines from the depths of her memory, which seemed to include the words "unable to speak".
The maid held up the wooden box and said, "My lady tortured him day and night, but he never even uttered a sound of pain. You asked people to search for torture instruments in the world, and you must make him scream out in pain. You said, 'If he doesn't scream, it's not painful enough. He will scream naturally when he is in pain.'"
Guilt surged in his heart, and Lu Yunchu didn't know what to say. He could only say palely: "Sorry, I didn't know..."
Wen Zhan started coughing heart-wrenchingly again. Lu Yunchu saw cold sweat on his forehead, but he did not show any pain. He just shook his head as usual to indicate that he was fine.
His behavior made Lu Yunchu feel even more guilty. No matter what, Wen Zhan did not show any hostility towards her. He was a very gentle and kind person. At certain moments, she even had the illusion that he seemed to be able to communicate with her consciously.
Put yourself in her shoes. If someone hurt her cruelly, and then she saw someone who looked like that person, she would probably not be able to suppress her hatred just by looking at the face. What's more, they are in the same body.
By approaching him in this seemingly kind manner, wasn't she actually stimulating his psychological trauma again and again
"You... why don't you want to go to the bed and rest?" She asked hesitantly. On the one hand, she didn't expect to get an answer, but on the other hand, she was hoping that this character would be like the head maid, with a higher degree of communication and could have basic exchanges with her.
Wen Zhan frowned slightly, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his lower eyelids. Every move he made was laborious. He first pointed at the bloodstains on his clothes, then pointed at his black hair tangled by the blood clots. Combined with his cold facial features and straight back, it always made people feel reluctant to watch.
Lu Yunchu looked away. It was cruel for someone like him to feel embarrassed.
She took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, and didn't want her pity to show through her tone. She said to the head maid, "Bring some hot water. I want to take a bath."
The maid responded, carrying the wooden box and retreating. After a while, she led everyone in to refill the bathtub with hot water.
After everyone had left, she said to Wen Zhan, "Go wash up."
Wen Zhan coughed, supported himself on the table and stood up, which made Lu Yunchu tremble with fear, but he did not dare to go up to help him.
She only breathed a sigh of relief when he walked around the screen and into the inner room.
At this time, another voice came from outside the house: "Miss."
This maidservant could be said to be the only person she had met so far who was not afraid of her. Lu Yunchu was quite willing to communicate with her: "Come in."
The head maid brought the wooden box in again and said, "Miss, I'd better put it down, lest you blame me when you sober up."
Lu Yunchu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
There was a sound of splashing water coming from the inner room. It seemed that Wen Zhan was wiping the blood with a towel. The maid was a little confused, but did not ask much.
Lu Yunchu suddenly became curious. The sound of water drowned out the conversation, so she asked quietly, "Do I hate him very much?"
The maid blinked and nodded, "Of course."
Lu Yunchu recalled the brief explanation in the book and asked, "Is it because he ruined my plan to marry his brother?"
I thought the maid could answer this question easily, but she thought about it for a while and said blankly: "I don't know."
"That's because he... ruined my innocence?"
Just as he finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound coming from the inner room, and the sound of splashing water scared Lu Yunchu. Could it be that Wen Zhan fell in there
She waited until silence returned inside and the sound of water began again before she calmed down and continued talking to the maid.
This time her voice was a little quieter: "We were seen by others, so we had to get married."
The head maid stole a glance at her expression and nodded when she saw that she didn't seem angry.
"When I ran into you... I wasn't wearing any clothes?"
There was another noise coming from the inner room, a wooden spoon falling to the ground with a bang, accompanied by a violent cough. Lu Yunchu couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
But she immediately felt relieved. Wen Zhan should not be able to hear such a small sound from such a distance.
The maid was surprised and said, "Miss, of course not, your clothes are fine. If anyone dares to see you without clothes, I will gouge out their eyes."
"What was the situation like then?"
"It's just that you and he are in the same room." The head maid looked quite carefree, but she blushed when she said this.
Lu Yunchu was speechless: "That's it?"
The head maid nodded.
She was about to complain when she heard footsteps from the inner room. It seemed that Wen Zhan had finished washing.
She quickly asked the maid to leave, found the medicine and put it beside the bed. Jianwen Zhan came over, uncorked a bunch of porcelain bottles, and said with a guilty conscience: "Apply medicine, more, enough."
After saying that, he scratched his head, turned around and left to look for a quilt in the closet.
Wen Zhan sat down beside the bed and heard her footsteps coming closer and farther away. It seemed that after she lay down, she realized that she had not washed up yet, so she hurried to the small kitchen. After washing, she came back to look for a toothbrush. It took a while for her to stop.
After she finished her work, the world became quiet. Wen Zhan sat beside the bed, feeling the scent of the medicine diffused between the beds.
He was used to keeping his eyes open in the dark and waiting for dawn, but now, smelling the strong and pungent smell of wound medicine, he felt a little drowsy.
He was surrounded by a peaceful smell, the smell of medicine that filled the room after she uncorked the medicine bottle. This smell made him relax involuntarily, and he slowly leaned against the bed and fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.