Chapter 36 Si Yuhan Smiled

 

Translator: Storm in a Teacup

 

A soft laughter suddenly rang to Ke Ruan’s ears. He was stunned. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Lowering his head, he found that there was clearly a faint smile on Si Yuhan’s tender face.

Ke Ruan grabbed his robes, trying to withhold the excitement in his heart.

“Aaaah! He was just laughing. It was the first time I saw him laugh,” Ke Ruan screamed in his heart.

Even though he was extremely excited, he kept himself from laughing. This scene fell into the eyes of Si Yuhan. He realized what he was doing and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

“What am I doing? Am I happy?” he asked himself in his heart.

This kind of emotion shouldn’t have come to him. But now not only did it appear, it was also brought to him by the person he hated the most. How could it be?

Being immersed in Si Yuhan’s smile, Ke Ruan didn’t notice that the smile on his face had been replaced by coldness, nor the restlessness inside of him.

“You are injured,” Ke Ruan said as he suddenly held his hands. Si Yuhan subconsciously wanted to break free from his grasp, but before that, Ke Ruan had already released his hands. He then turned around and walked out of the room.

Feeling his temperature disappear so quickly, Si Yuhan had mixed feelings. He was in a daze for a moment.

He snorted and fixed his eyes on his wrists. Earlier, in order to pretend to have been tied up, he had made a deep red mark on his wrists.

After a short while, Si Yuhan heard footsteps approaching. He raised his head and saw the comer. It was Ke Ruan.

Ke Ruan grabbed his tiny hands, opened the small white bottle and applied some balm on his wounds. He said lightly, “It won’t hurt. Don’t worry.”

The balm was cold, but Ke Ruan’s finger was hot. Si Yuhan felt as if ice and fire were running under his skin.

Si Yuhan lowered his head to look at him. From that angle, he could only see Ke Ruan’s head. The black hair was tied up casually with only one hairlace. After a day, some hair had dropped from the hairlace. It looked disheveled.

Si Yuhan didn’t know whether it was because Ke Ruan liked to tie up his hair casually, or he was just lazy. Anyway, he preferred the latter.

It had to be said in the past few days, Ke Ruan had suffered a lot. But to Si Yuhan’s surprise, he didn’t complain it at all.

“Alright, it’s not serious. It won’t leave a scar on your creamy and supple skin,” Ke Ruan said with a smile.

Before Si Yuhan could speak, someone knocked on the door.

Ke Ruan stood up and said, “Come in.”

Then Lin Qingye walked in. His eyes directly fell on Si Yuhan, trying to see him through.

Lin Qingye also turned to look at him. He said to himself secretly, “Lin Qingye indeed deserves the honor of being the general of the country. Has he noticed something wrong  with me? He is not someone Ke Ruan can match up with. Anyway, Ke Ruan is still so young. How can he be compared with Lin Qingye?”

The next moment, Lin Qingye had averted his gaze and turned to Ke Ruan, saying, “Sir, I have something to discuss with you.”

Ke Ruan raised his eyebrows and thought, ‘It’s quite interesting. At first, he was reluctant to let me go here with him. Along the way, though his attitude was good, he wouldn’t discusss anything with me. Now, what is he going to discuss with me?’

“Fine!” Ke Ruan answered. Then he rubbed Si Yuhan’s hair and said to him, “Have a good rest. Everything will be settled.”

Ke Ruan was not a child, and he probably had guessed what Lin Qingye was thinking.

After returning to his room, Ke Ruan sat on a stool. He looked at Lin Qingye and said, “General Lin, have a seat.”

After thinking for a while, Lin Qingye sat on the opposite side of Ke Ruan. Ke Ruan poured a cup of water for him and asked, “Has the matter of that girl been resolved?”

Lin Qingye nodded, “Please rest assured, sir. I have already handed the matter to the migistrate. I believe he will handle it soon.

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