In the past, no matter what danger they encountered, he would always let her go first to protect her.
But now, she was unwilling.
If they were to leave, they would leave together.
Chu Qianli placed the swimming ring around Feng Yexuan’s body.
“Let’s go together, okay?”
Archers emerged, forming ranks.
Feng Yexuan merely glanced at her, then without further hesitation, pulled her and leaped.
Although Chu Qianli’s Qinggong was not as good as Feng Yexuan’s, it was not bad.
The two of them flew together, skimming across the water, and soon landed in the moat.
Behind them, arrows tore through the air, whistling like an eerie wind.
“Keep swimming, don’t be afraid, this King will protect you!”
Feng Yexuan, with his long sword in hand, swam behind Chu Qianli, turned back, and faced the barrage of arrows.
Chu Qianli only heard the sound of his sword cutting through arrows, unaware of the situation behind her.
Fortunately, with the help of the swimming ring, she didn’t have to exert herself to stay afloat.
Clutching Feng Yexuan’s hem, she paddled with her hands and feet, striving towards the opposite bank.
The two of them, in a way, were cooperating. Although their speed was a bit slow, gradually, the arrows from the archers on the moat bank could no longer reach them.
Knowing she had swum out of their range, Chu Qianli let out a sigh of relief, still holding onto Feng Yexuan’s hem and continuing to swim.
The moat’s current was not slow; before reaching the opposite bank, they had already been carried to an unknown location.
Finally, after Feng Yexuan rested for a moment, he flipped over, took her hand, and swam towards the bank with her.
This floating ring worn on the body was indeed very useful.
Things from the future were all things he had never seen before. Why couldn’t scholars of this era think of such excellent inventions?
After swimming for an unknown amount of time, finally, when they were almost exhausted, they reached the shore.
Chu Qianli quickly took off her diving suit. The clothes underneath were still dry and clean.
The diving suit was of good quality!
Turning back, she saw Feng Yexuan sitting on the ground, panting slightly.
How could she have recovered, yet his breathing was still erratic?
Did not the stamina and power of a hero far surpass her own?
“How can you… Yexuan, you’re injured!”
An arrowhead was stuck in his back!
She had only just discovered it now!
Chu Qianli removed his mask and saw his pale face, her heart instantly aching.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” She carefully removed his diving suit, not daring to be too rough for fear of hurting him.
“Whether I said it or not, it could only be treated after we reached the shore. What use would it be to say it?”
It would only increase her psychological burden and add to her worries.
Because it was pierced, the diving suit had lost its function. His clothes were now wet.
Chu Qianli immediately took out a set of clean clothes and knelt before him to help him remove the wet ones.
Feng Yexuan, however, seemed unconcerned. Watching the girl’s flustered attempts to care for him, he felt like laughing.
“It’s just a minor arrow wound, it hasn’t hit a vital spot. Why are you panicking?”
“Do you really not feel any pain?”
“Pain.” How could a person with flesh and blood not feel pain?
It was just that he was accustomed to being injured, so his tolerance for pain was naturally stronger.
“I need to remove the arrowhead, it will be a little painful.”
After helping him take off his upper garment, seeing the scars covering his strong physique, Chu Qianli’s heart was once again gripped.
At this moment, only four words remained in her mind: unyielding spirit.
It was not easy to be a God of War.
One needed not only the skill to win every battle but also the ability to endure all harm, to do what others could not.
Those with slightly weaker endurance would have likely died from countless injuries.
This time, Chu Qianli administered a small amount of anesthetic around Feng Yexuan’s wound.
Local anesthesia.
As the arrowhead was being removed, Feng Yexuan clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.
But surprisingly, it didn’t hurt?
“Li’er…”
“It’s just a little anesthetic, it won’t affect your consciousness, will it?”
Chu Qianli knew that he had always been resistant to anesthetics.
So this time, she had acted first and informed him later.
If she had asked him, he would never have agreed.
Feng Yexuan closed his eyes and exhaled lightly, “Is it out already?”
“Mm.” Chu Qianli was applying medicine and bandaging him.
Feng Yexuan couldn’t help but say, “This is the most comfortable injury this King has ever sustained.”
Chu Qianli glared at his profile.
What was comfortable about being injured?
However, understanding what he meant, her heart immediately softened.
She didn’t know how many times this fellow had been injured before, but each time must have been excruciatingly painful!
He actually knew pain too.
The bandage was wrapped around his shoulder, and the wound was finally dressed.
Chu Qianli sighed and whispered, “Your pants are also wet, you should change them too.”
As she held his pants to help him change, her waist suddenly tightened, and she was pulled towards him.
“Yexuan!” She landed on his lap, held in his embrace. Her hands instinctively wanted to push against his chest, but she was afraid of accidentally aggravating his wound.
Caught between caution and desire, she was caught off guard when her lips were sealed by his!
Chu Qianli’s eyes widened in shock, her large, watery eyes filled with astonishment.
Here… in the wilderness, she wondered if anyone would pass by… it seemed unlikely that any normal person would be in such a place at this time.
But… but she still felt so shy…
Yet, she couldn’t push him away.
The man’s musk, mixed with his unique scent, instantly made Chu Qianli’s forehead burn.
Her hands, with nowhere to go, finally clung to his strong, firm arms, gripping them tightly as if afraid she would suddenly fall, fall into an abyss.
Her consciousness grew increasingly hazy, almost forgetting where she came from…
His hands also began to roam restlessly over her.
With the loosening around her waist, Chu Qianli soon felt a chill on her body.
“Mmm…”
Her eyes, which had closed in intoxication, finally opened slightly due to the coolness on her body.
Realizing her situation, her hands, which had been clinging to his arms, finally began to push.
“Mmm…”
As Feng Yexuan’s lips moved from hers, tracing a path down her neck, Chu Qianli urgently said, “Yexuan! Yexuan! Calm down! Now… now is not the time, no…”
Feng Yexuan panted slightly, and with great effort, lifted his head from her heart.
Gazing down at her flushed little face, his voice remained husky, but now with a hint of wildness:
“Then tell this King, when *is* the right time?”