Chapter 261: Chapter 110 The Guest in the Snowstorm_2

Quiet and tender.

Lu Tong looked at him.

Sitting in front of the window, he lowered his head to drink tea, exhibiting an indifference that seemed to push people thousands of miles away when he was not smiling. Dressed in a neat black archer’s attire, some damp traces emerged beneath the lantern light.

Feeling Lu Tong’s gaze, he turned his head and smiled slightly, causing the aloofness to swiftly dissipate as if it was all but an illusion.

He asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Lu Tong was silent for a moment before she reminded indifferently, "Aren’t you going to apply medicine?"

Pei Yunmeng, dressed in black, was concealing his wounds. Yet, Lu Tong could smell the increasingly pungent scent of blood on him, indicating that his wounds were continuously oozing blood.

She wasn’t in the habit of burning incense in the room. If Shen Fengying suddenly led the Pawn Shop Soldiers in a sweeping counterattack, they wouldn’t even need to search; the scent of blood would betray Pei Yunmeng’s whereabouts.

If Pei Yunmeng were to die here, she would have to handle the corpse, which would be quite troublesome.

It’s better if he doesn’t die, and certainly not here.

Unaware of Lu Tong’s thoughts, Pei Yunmeng picked up the medicine bottle on the table. The bottle was not large, its body exquisite. He uncorked it, hesitated, and then sprinkled it onto his shoulder.

Lu Tong: "..."

She furrowed her brows, "You’re applying medicine through your clothes?"

In her years of practicing medicine, Lu Tong had never seen anyone apply medicine like this. Pei Yunmeng’s obscured manner made onlookers suspect he was administering poison.

Pei Yunmeng paused in his actions and said, "Your room is too small."

"So what? Does the Marshal need to run around while applying medicine?"

Pei Yunmeng choked.

After a while, he looked at Lu Tong, reminding her, "If I take off my clothes and apply medicine in your bedroom, aren’t you afraid it will tarnish your maidenly reputation?"

"Don’t forget, you have a fiancé."

He deliberately emphasized the word "fiancé."

Lu Tong frowned at him.

She didn’t expect Pei Yunmeng to be so petty and suddenly recalled their encounter at Yuxian Tower, where to avoid Qi Yutai’s suspicion, she had hugged Pei Yunmeng tightly, his body tensing slightly and distancing himself deliberately.

With this in mind, Lu Tong’s tone carried a hint of sarcasm, "Lord Pei worries too much."

"In my eyes, you’re no different than the half piece of pork buried under the tree."

Pei Yunmeng: "..."

He calmly looked at Lu Tong, whose expression was so indifferent that it was hard to tell if her statement was serious or a joke.

Under the dim lantern light, the two of them looked at each other for a long time.

After a while, Pei Yunmeng lowered his head, looking at the teacup in front of him and stated indifferently, "You have a way with harsh words."

Lu Tong snickered inwardly.

This Princely Heir of Lord Zhao Ning, being pursued throughout the city in the dead of night, could have easily found a way to escape with his capabilities. Yet he chose to barge into Renxin Medical Hall to evade the soldiers. It was hard not to suspect that it was deliberate.

Pei Yunmeng was intentionally dragging her down with him, perhaps out of some twisted sense of amusement.

Since they have seen through each other’s pretense and facade, there was no need to pretend to be polite and courteous on the surface. Although she currently couldn’t do anything to Pei Yunmeng, making him feel a little uncomfortable was better than doing nothing at all.

Lu Tong had no desire to hide her indifference and impatience.

Perhaps because of Lu Tong’s sarcastic comparison with pork, Pei Yunmeng did not hesitate any longer, unwilling to appear timid. He tore the fabric at his shoulder, cut by a sharp weapon.

As the fabric tore, Pei Yunmeng frowned.

Lu Tong glanced over.

Where her gaze landed, the man’s right shoulder and part of his back were drenched in blood, resembling an arrow wound. No arrowhead was visible, only the peeled flesh that looked shockingly horrific.

Lu Tong thought to herself, with an injury like that, and still being able to jest, Pei Yunmeng’s tolerance was indeed stronger than imagined.

He picked up the medicine bottle from the table, as if about to sprinkle it, then seemed to reconsider the carelessness of it and asked Lu Tong, "Do you have water and a cloth?"

Lu Tong nodded, "I do."

Seemingly surprised by her easy cooperation this time, Pei Yunmeng was momentarily taken aback, then said with a smile, "Thank you..."

The next moment, Lu Tong interrupted his gratitude.

"Just add silver."

Pei Yunmeng: "..."

Lu Tong stood up, found a silver pitcher, and fetched a wooden basin from above a flower stand and poured some hot water into it. She then found a clean cloth and soaked it in the water, carrying the hot water toward Pei Yunmeng and placing the wooden basin on the table.

Pei Yunmeng looked at the hot water in front of him, thought for a moment, and nudged forward the fifty pieces of silver that Lu Tong had just returned to him.

"Is that enough?"

Lu Tong collected the silver and put it away in its case, "Barely."

He shook his head with a smile, not minding Lu Tong’s abrupt price hike, and reached for the cloth in the basin, wringing out the excess water.

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