[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 43

Chapter 43: Eat Something Nourishing

When Xue Mu woke up, she stared blankly at the curtains by the bed for a long time. Her whole body was sore, hot, aching, and weak. Everything before she lost consciousness flooded into her mind, along with some fragmented memories…

She wanted to get up, but her whole body felt terribly uncomfortable. Just sitting up a little, she felt her legs trembling, unable to exert any strength, weak beyond belief.

She touched the clean inner garment on her body, unable to believe that she actually… Yuan’er actually… actually…

Yuan’er… Where is Yuan’er??!

Xue Mu hurriedly looked around. Dugu Yuan’an was not there.

Compared to those shameful things before passing out, she was more worried about Dugu Yuan’an’s body. Freezing for so long in the cold pool to accompany her, and then being forcibly held by the poolside by her. Although it was Yuan’er bullying her, not her bullying Yuan’er…

Xue Mu forced herself to crawl up, but her knees were also weak. Losing strength, she suddenly collapsed onto the soft pillow, lying prone on the bed, gasping softly.

Yuan’er… It was actually Yuan’er who bullied her…

Xue Mu buried her face in the soft pillow. Although she had never been in contact with those things before, everything that happened later in the cold pool, as well as Yuan’er’s words and hints, all indicated that she and Yuan’er had already… already…

Xue Mu covered her burning face, her mouth dry.

Yuan’er looks so frail, but in reality, her martial arts are so strong, her internal energy so profound, her finger technique so powerful…

Too… too strong…

She complained secretly. If she had discovered the bad things Dugu Yuan’an and Zi’ang were doing earlier, she would definitely have torn up those messy paintings! That girl Zi’ang too, doing whatever Yuan’er told her to do. Where did a little girl get so many paintings from!

Xue Mu lay on the bed for a long time without seeing Dugu Yuan’an return. Worried, she called out for Zi’ang.

But there was no one outside either.

Xue Mu became even more anxious. After her body recovered some strength, she got up, changed her clothes, and went out. However, her legs went weak with every step. Standing dumbly in the small courtyard, she almost cried.

Rumble— Xue Mu heard the sound of the wheelchair and instantly beamed with joy. Just as she wanted to go out to welcome her, she felt it would be shameful for others to see her “bullied” state, so she hurriedly trotted back. As a result, she stumbled and almost fell, grabbing the door frame to shuffle back.

Dugu Yuan’an’s smiling voice came from afar: “Madam—running so fast.”

This woman who ate her clean and wiped her mouth, then put on an act, is really…

Xue Mu gritted her teeth in anger, but the aroma of food hit her face, and her stomach growled disappointingly. Maids brought in eight or nine dishes. Zi’ang pushed Dugu Yuan’an’s wheelchair into the room, looking at Xue Mu with a very strange expression.

Xue Mu: “What are you looking at?”

Zi’ang rolled her eyes and revealed an ambiguous smile, making Xue Mu’s anger surge directly. To make matters worse, Dugu Yuan’an added fuel to the fire: “Madam should eat more dishes to nourish your body properly.”

The maids snickered as they left the room. As soon as they went out, they started chattering excitedly. Xue Mu heard clearly: “I didn’t expect the Young Madam to be the one doted on by the Master,” “Master looks frail, but her ability is top-notch”…

Zi’ang couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud. Seeing Xue Mu’s face turn black, she curtsied to Dugu Yuan’an and walked out the door.

Xue Mu sat at the table and picked up her chopsticks. There were chicken, duck, beef, lamb, fish, and shrimp, as well as nourishing pigeon soup, braised pork with quail eggs, and scrambled eggs with chives. She couldn’t help saying, “I just slept for a while, how can I be this weak?”

Dugu Yuan’an pursed her lips in a smile.

Xue Mu said, “Say something.”

Dugu Yuan’an ladled a bowl of soup and put a pigeon leg in her bowl. “Eat quickly. You haven’t eaten anything since yesterday and have been consuming energy. You must be starving.”

Seeing her composed expression, Xue Mu almost suspected if she had had a strange dream. But the soreness and pain in her body reminded her that everything yesterday was real. So she snorted and swallowed the meat of the pigeon leg in two or three bites.

Dugu Yuan’an sighed. “Eat slowly, chew a few more times.”

Xue Mu was indeed starving. She drank three bowls of pigeon soup in one breath and ate all the other meat and vegetable dishes. Although she couldn’t finish because of the large quantity, this was already beyond her usual food intake.

Dugu Yuan’an cupped her face, looking at her with a beaming smile.

Stared at until her cheeks burned, Xue Mu wished she could bury her head in the soup bowl. “Why aren’t you eating?”

“I was already full while Madam was still sleeping,” Dugu Yuan’an smiled. “Madam slept so soundly and peacefully.”

Isn’t that just sleeping like the dead? Xue Mu muttered inwardly, gnawing fiercely on a small lamb chop.

Dugu Yuan’an extended her hands, examining them over and over. Xue Mu glanced up inadvertently and almost dropped the lamb chop.

“You, why did you trim your nails?”

Dugu Yuan’an tilted her head in confusion.

“Madam may not know, but human nails can be used as weapons. I don’t want to hurt you,” she said.

Xue Mu naturally understood what she meant. Her face turned very red, and she lowered her head to eat silently. After an incense stick’s time, she whispered, “Anyway… thank you, Yuan’er.”

Dugu Yuan’an said frankly, “If you are thanking me for using Soul Cold internal energy to help you alleviate the Fire Poison, that was the condition agreed upon when we got engaged. You don’t need to thank me for this. I do these things for you willingly.”

Xue Mu pursed her lips and said, “I’m referring to the matter of the Heart-Devouring Gu going berserk. I almost hurt you.”

“If Madam feels guilty, just eat this plate of scrambled eggs with chives, finish the pigeon soup, and eat all the quail eggs and braised pork too,” Dugu Yuan’an laughed.

Xue Mu said helplessly, “I’m not a gluttonous beast (Taotie). Leave the rest for dinner.”

Dugu Yuan’an said, “Let the kitchen make fresh ones for dinner. Don’t keep the leftovers.”

Xue Mu glared at her. “No wasting… I’m going to practice kung fu in the afternoon. If I get tired, I’ll eat all these dishes.”

Dugu Yuan’an laughed involuntarily. “Practice kung fu? Do you have the strength to practice kung fu?”

Xue Mu: “…Yes!”

Dugu Yuan’an was dismissive, serving herself a bowl of pigeon soup and drinking it slowly.