Chapter 56: Accompanying
Jiang Chenghan had originally thought about finding a place to clean himself up before going home, so he wouldn't look so frightening. He never expected Yan Jingshu would suddenly come to the Governor's residence and happen to catch sight of him in this exact state.
Although Yan Jingshu's face now looked calm, Jiang Chenghan still felt uneasy in his heart. Afraid that Yan Jingshu would overthink things and feel unsettled, he concisely explained everything: how he had noticed something off about the fake Zhao Dali at Tianming Pass, how General Kou had recalled him to Ningcheng early and assigned him the task of escorting the envoy.
Yan Jingshu had been listening quietly all along, but when Jiang Chenghan mentioned the task Kou Shijun had given him, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists and his face changed dramatically.
"...Don't be afraid, see, I'm perfectly fine, I came back safely, didn't I?" Jiang Chenghan hurriedly grasped Yan Jingshu's hands, explaining and reassuring him: "After you told me those things back then, although I couldn't be sure if General Kou would ever assign me that task again in this lifetime, I still made thorough preparations in advance, just in case. Plus, that fake Zhao Dali had already been captured ahead of time... But keeping this matter from you was ultimately my mistake. I apologize to you. As long as you're not angry, I'll do anything you say..."
Yan Jingshu's long eyelashes drooped, his lips pressed together lightly. After a moment of silence, he slowly shook his head and said softly, "...I don't blame you. I'm not angry either. As long as you're alright, that's all that matters..."
Seeing Yan Jingshu being so understanding and reasonable, Jiang Chenghan didn't feel the slightest bit relieved in his heart—instead, he felt even worse. He would rather Yan Jingshu scold him, hit him, argue with him, lose his temper with him, than have him keep everything bottled up inside, bearing it all alone.
Looking at Yan Jingshu, who said he was fine but whose eyes revealed a lingering fear and unease, Jiang Chenghan truly felt some regret now for his well-intentioned concealment back then. His arm around Yan Jingshu's shoulder tightened, and he said, "This time it was my fault, I'm sorry. I won't do this again in the future. No matter what happens, I will never hide anything from you again."
Yan Jingshu didn't speak, only nodded gently. Then, carefully avoiding the wound on Jiang Chenghan's chest and disregarding the bloodstains all over him, he rested his head on Jiang Chenghan's shoulder.
The carriage rocked and swayed, and before they knew it, they had arrived at their doorstep.
"I'll wash up first and change clothes, otherwise I'm afraid I'll scare Jiajia," Jiang Chenghan said upon entering. Instead of going directly to the rear courtyard with Yan Jingshu, he planned to clean up in the front courtyard first.
Yan Jingshu naturally had no objection, only saying, "Alright, then I'll go get clothes for you." After saying this, he ordered a servant to heat water for Jiang Chenghan, while he himself went to their bedroom in the rear courtyard to fetch a change of clothes for Jiang Chenghan.
Jiang Chenghan had injuries and couldn't get them wet, so he couldn't use a bathtub directly. In the washroom, he washed his hair first, then used a wet towel to carefully wipe his upper body. While he was wiping, Yan Jingshu came in with clean inner and outer garments, shoes, as well as gauze and medicinal ointment.
"Let me help you," he said as soon as he entered the room, seeing Jiang Chenghan wiping around the wound on his chest. But Jiang Chenghan's movements were careless and rough; not only had he gotten water on the wound, but it had also started oozing blood again, making Yan Jingshu frown immediately.
Without waiting for Jiang Chenghan to say anything, he stepped forward, took a new towel, wet it in the basin, and began carefully and meticulously wiping away the bloodstains around the wound. Afterwards, he helped Jiang Chenghan clean the rest of his upper body. After Jiang Chenghan finished washing his lower half himself, Yan Jingshu stepped forward again to help him dry off.
The body was easy to dry, but his hair would take a while. Yan Jingshu first wrapped Jiang Chenghan's hair in a dry towel, then fetched the medicinal ointment and gauze to apply medicine to Jiang Chenghan's wounds. Only after tending to the injuries did he let Jiang Chenghan get dressed, and then proceeded to dry his hair.
Jiang Chenghan was much taller than Yan Jingshu, so he sat on a chair and leaned forward slightly. Standing in front of him, Yan Jingshu was now half a head taller, making it more convenient and less strenuous to dry his hair.
With Yan Jingshu standing right in front of him, Jiang Chenghan only needed to lift his eyes slightly to see Yan Jingshu's elegantly shaped, fair neck. A shuang'er's external appearance was identical to a man's, including an Adam's apple, though it was smaller and less prominent than that of an average man. But now, with the two of them so close, Jiang Chenghan could see it clearly.
The warm, unique fragrance belonging solely to Yan Jingshu lingered around his nostrils. Having gone without intimacy for a full six months, Jiang Chenghan's body uncontrollably surged with a wave of desire. Now that they were at home, and the person was right before his eyes, Jiang Chenghan had no intention of suppressing it at all. He simply tilted his head up slightly and gently nipped Yan Jingshu's Adam's apple.
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Yan Jingshu let out a soft hum from his nose, and his body went weak for an instant. Jiang Chenghan directly caught him by the waist, and he fell sitting onto Jiang Chenghan's lap.
This position was even more convenient for Jiang Chenghan. With one arm around Yan Jingshu's waist, pressing him against his own chest, he continued to linger around the neck of the person in his embrace. With his other hand, he untied Yan Jingshu's belt and slipped it inside. Holding someone in his arms again after several months, feeling the wonderful sensation under his hands, even though they hadn't truly joined yet, Jiang Chenghan's body and mind already felt greatly satisfied.
Yan Jingshu had already missed Jiang Chenghan immensely. Now, suddenly attacked by Jiang Chenghan, although he felt somewhat embarrassed about doing this kind of thing in the washroom, under Jiang Chenghan's assault, his body quickly lost strength and waves of heat rose. In the end, he didn't even know when the towel in his hand had fallen to the ground. He could only cling to Jiang Chenghan's shoulders, bury his head in the crook of Jiang Chenghan's neck, and let out intermittent soft moans and shallow pants with the movements of his body.
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