As Shu’er increased the pressure as he wished, Tang Zan grew more restless.
"Can you press harder?"
Shu’er: "Sorry, this is already the hardest I can press."
Any harder, and she’d have to drink Spiritual Spring Water.
But she’s here to heal, not to dislocate Tang Zan’s arm, why drink Spiritual Spring Water?
Tang Zan’s gaze deepened further.
He previously thought it was a matter of pressure, but now realized it wasn’t.
As long as Shu’er’s hands touched his skin, he felt out of sorts.
There was a tingling sensation all over his body, and an urge to hold Shu’er in his arms.
It was all tormenting him.
Just sitting in front of her required great self-control.
Tang Zan took a deep breath.
"Enough, no more treatment needed."
Shu’er frowned, looking at Tang Zan.
She thought perhaps what Tang Zan needed treated was his brain.
Shu’er intended to leave, when Tang Zan said, "Let’s go, I’ll take you somewhere."
Shu’er didn’t want to go, but then found herself being held by Tang Zan and carried towards the city gate.
On the way, as soldiers curiously watched them, Shu’er was almost about to cover her face.
Upon reaching the stables, Tang Zan mounted a horse and extended his hand towards Shu’er.
"Come up, you and I will ride together."
Shu’er resisted; this seemed inappropriate.
Two people bouncing together, it was so... suggestive.
She was a decent person!
She was about to lead another horse when.
Tang Zan dismounted again, grasped her underarms like a child, and lifted her onto the horse. Shu’er instinctively held onto the saddle.
With her petite form, she indeed looked like a child in front of the tall Tang Zan.
Before she could get off the horse, Tang Zan mounted again, her back pressed against his chest.
Shu’er leaned forward to avoid their skin touching.
Tang Zan chuckled, wrapped his arm around Shu’er’s waist, pulling her into his embrace.
Her back could feel his heart beating, strong and powerful.
His actions with the reins also subtly transmitted to Shu’er.
Even his breathing, she could sense it.
Each breath brushed against her neck.
Shu’er’s cheeks were a bit red.
She rarely got this close to a man, even in modern times, it was only normal contact.
In such an ambiguous situation, this was a first.
Her heartbeat was rather fast.
Tang Zan said, "Shu’er, I’m taking you to see the most beautiful scenery in the Gulan Mountain Range."
Shu’er shook her head, just wanting to end this awkward and ambiguous atmosphere, this wasn’t her forte.
She instinctively wanted to escape, feeling that things couldn’t continue as they were.
She felt strangely different.
Then Tang Zan whipped the horse, which had been walking slowly, it suddenly took off running.
The wind made Shu’er’s eyes water, the previous ambiguous atmosphere vanished completely.
It was indeed her delusion; how could there be any ambiguity between her and Tang Zan?
To avoid falling, Shu’er instinctively clutched the saddle tightly.
But Tang Zan, with one hand,
pried her hand off, leaned in close with a mischievous tone, and whispered in her ear.
"Shu’er, afraid of falling? Stick close to me."
Shu’er found this suggestion ridiculous, making her feel both embarrassed and annoyed.
But she still honestly analyzed.
"I think holding onto the saddle is safer than sticking close to you. After all, we need to be cautious in case the horse comes to a sudden stop."
Tang Zan was amused by Shu’er’s logic, and after another whip, the horse ran even faster.
Tang Zan kept one arm around her and held the reins with the other.
His lips curled slightly, and as he sensed Shu’er instinctively leaning closer to him, his smile widened.
It seemed only at these moments could he feel Shu’er’s reliance on him.
In normal times, she was always so strong-willed.
They reached a mountain where the horse slowly climbed a narrow path.
Shu’er and Tang Zan rode the horse up towards the mountain.
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Shu’er then saw there were actually maple trees here, and since it was early autumn, the maple leaves were already fully red.
The scenery was indeed very beautiful, surrounded by lush greenery.
Along the way were blooming wildflowers of unknown kinds.
And there was also a waterfall here, presumably the source of the Gulan River.
After getting used to the dust-laden military camp, this valley was quite pleasant.
But as Tang Zan claimed this was the best place, Shu’er disagreed.
At least, it wasn’t as good as the Deserted Mountain.
Tang Zan extended his hand to Shu’er.
"Come down, I’ll show you around."
Shu’er thought she could dismount by herself, she wasn’t fragile like a flower.
Just as she was about to convey this intention, Tang Zan grasped her underarms and lifted her down.
It was rather undignified.
Shu’er walked alongside Tang Zan, who tied the horse to a tree, and they headed towards the waterfall.
As Shu’er got closer, she discovered there was actually a cave behind the waterfall.
Seeing Shu’er hesitate, Tang Zan pulled her hand.
"Come on, I’ve been here before."
While passing through the cave, Shu’er got soaked, her hair and clothes drenched.
She didn’t know why she came into this cave.
If there wasn’t a massive project worth billions here, she wouldn’t let Tang Zan off easily!
She sighed good-naturedly, "It’s a bit cold."
Then, Tang Zan took off his outer cloak, which was even wetter than her clothes, and draped it over Shu’er’s shoulders, making her feel even colder.
Shu’er suspected Tang Zan must be a very dense guy.
Tang Zan stopped and looked at Shu’er, "What’s wrong?"
Shu’er, teeth chattering from the cold, replied.
"I’m... I’m even colder."
Tang Zan pulled the cloak back and felt its coldness, sighing.
"I didn’t realize my cloak was soaked."
Shu’er felt like crying, her voice barely audible.
"I think you did it on purpose."
Tang Zan chuckled softly, and then he embraced Shu’er tightly.
Shu’er felt as if she was wrapped in a furnace.
Moreover, in this quiet, dark cave, Shu’er found Tang Zan’s heartbeat alarmingly loud.
Was it because it was too quiet here, amplifying all the sounds?
Tang Zan’s hand touched Shu’er’s back, finding her front warm, but the back still chilly.
So Tang Zan engulfed Shu’er from behind into his embrace.
Feeling the warmth from behind, Shu’er was about to express her gratitude when she sensed Tang Zan rest his head on her shoulder.
His warm breath gently tickled her earlobe.
His magnetic voice hooked her ear’s nerves, making her ears feel hot.
"Now, are you still cold?"
Shu’er thought, her previously cold body.
Seemed to be warming up a bit now.