Chapter 225: Please, Goddess, Marry Down

Bai Wei was also stunned.

She never expected that just by thinking about Xiao Moting in her mind, she would be transported to Daliang by the Jade Pendant.

And... she had stumbled upon such an awkward scene.

Bai Wei felt dizzy, her eyes involuntarily drifting toward Xiao Moting's body.

The man had spent years campaigning in Beijiang; his physique was sturdy and perfect, his eight-pack abs like neatly arranged chocolate, his shoulders broad and waist narrow, without a single ounce of excess fat on his entire body.

However, a few layers of bandage were wrapped around Xiao Moting's lean, muscular waist, and some brown blood was seeping through the bandage; it looked like he was injured.

Bai Wei came to her senses, her gaze fixed on Xiao Moting's waist as she asked anxiously.

"Xiao Moting, what happened to you? Are you injured?"

Xiao Moting also reacted, his handsome face flushed crimson, and his expression flickering with nervousness.

"G, Goddess, this is an old wound from before."

"An old wound? Why is it still bleeding?" Bai Wei walked forward in a hurry. "I am a doctor; I studied Traditional Chinese Medicine in the modern era. Quickly, undo the bandage and let me see."

Xiao Moting opened his mouth, his well-defined handsome face turning even redder, and even the tips of his ears felt hot.

"I, I am fine."

After saying this, he grabbed his clothes and held them in front of him to cover up.

"No, if an old wound isn't treated properly, it will get infected." Bai Wei insisted, lunging forward to snatch the clothes he was using to cover himself, saying in a commanding tone, "Let me see, quickly."

With his clothes snatched away, Xiao Moting didn't know whether to stand or sit, so he could only stand stiffly in place.

Bai Wei took a pair of scissors from the table and carefully cut open the bandage on his waist, unwinding it circle by circle.

Below his sturdy lower abdomen, there was a wound that hadn't healed and was currently seeping blood.

"This is an old wound," Bai Wei concluded at a glance. "You must have exerted too much force while moving, causing the wound to tear open, and since you didn't find a Military Doctor to treat it later, the wound has become inflamed. Don't move for a moment; I will apply medicine for you."

She looked up and glanced around.

Fortunately, Xiao Moting often wielded swords and spears and inevitably got injured, so he kept iodine and absorbent cotton in his room.

Bai Wei dipped the absorbent cotton in iodine and carefully applied it to the wound on his abdominal muscles.

"It might sting a little, bear with it."

As she spoke, she focused on treating Xiao Moting's wound.

But Bai Wei did not see that Xiao Moting's handsome face had turned completely red, and his entire body's muscles were tensed tight.

He had never been this close to any woman, especially while in such a state of undress.

To be bare-chested like this and have the Goddess see it so clearly, he truly deserved to die.

"It should feel a bit better now, right?" Bai Wei bent over, applied the iodine to Xiao Moting's wound, and then blew on it gently. "Wait for the iodine to dry, and then I will change you into a new bandage."

Her warm breath hit his sturdy abdominal muscles.

Xiao Moting's stiff body broke out in goosebumps; his breathing gradually grew heavier, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

He knew that Bai Wei was not from Daliang and lived in the modern era.

But in Daliang, such intimate contact between a man and a woman was considered physical intimacy, an act that could only happen between a husband and wife.

Xiao Moting lowered his head, staring blankly at Bai Wei, his mind filled with a thousand thoughts, and tenderness welled up in the depths of his eyes.

Bai Wei kept her head down while treating the man's wound, completely unaware of Xiao Moting's state.

After she finished applying the medicine and waited for the iodine to dry, she took a new roll of bandage and helped him wrap it around his abdominal muscles circle by circle.

"All done, but your wound is already inflamed, so you need to change the medicine every day."

Right in front of her nose were Xiao Moting's sturdy abdominal muscles.

Bai Wei had only seen such a perfect physique on the internet, and those were photoshopped; men in reality didn't practice martial arts every day like Xiao Moting, so their bodies were nowhere near as good as his.

Before her eyes was a living, breathing, perfect body, and he was a rare, handsome man.

Bai Wei's mind went blank; she couldn't help but reach out her finger, touch his abdominal muscles, and let out a giggle.

"Xiao Moting, you practice martial arts every day; these abdominal muscles are really well-trained."

The man's sturdy abdominal muscles were not as hard as she had imagined; instead, they carried a hint of warmth, and they felt quite good to the touch.

The moment her finger touched the man's abdominal muscles, Bai Wei clearly felt Xiao Moting's body stiffen and his muscles tense up.

Bai Wei touched them a few times, then withdrew her hand, stood up, and gave a reminder.

"Also, you cannot exert too much force, and you cannot get it wet, otherwise it will lead to infection."

Having been bent over for a long time, she felt a bit sore, so as she spoke, she subconsciously pounded her own aching lower back.

But at this moment, she suddenly saw Xiao Moting's face flushed red, staring at her without blinking.

"Why are you looking at me... did I hurt you just now..."

Before Bai Wei could finish her sentence, she saw Xiao Moting suddenly kneel on the ground, and she was instantly stunned.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Moting knelt on one knee, looked up, and gazed at Bai Wei with bright, pitch-black eyes.

"Shennü Daren, it is Mo Ting who has overstepped! Just now, I was in a state of undress and was rude to you."

"No... what rudeness or not, you don't have to be so formal..." Bai Wei waved her hands in a panic. "Get up quickly."

She had been so focused on treating Xiao Moting's injury that she only now remembered he was an ancient person.

In ancient times, men and women couldn't even hold hands in public; even if they were husband and wife, they would act with propriety and keep their distance in public.

Just now, Xiao Moting had taken off his clothes, and she had been applying medicine to his abdominal muscles, touching them, and even praising how well-trained they were.

As an ancient person who had stayed in a military camp full of men since he was a child and had almost never had contact with a young woman, she must have made him feel embarrassed by touching him all over.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Moting, I shouldn't have touched you just now." Bai Wei regretted it. "I promise I won't do it again, please get up."

Xiao Moting, however, did not get up; he remained kneeling on one knee, looking up at her face.

In the depths of his pitch-black eyes, it seemed as if some emotion was surging.

He seemed to have made a decision, looking at her as he spoke in a low voice.

"Shennü Daren, it is I who have damaged your reputation and caused you to lose your honor."

"If... if Shennü Daren does not mind, Xiao Moting is willing... willing to take responsibility for you."

Bai Wei was stunned, "What? You want to take responsibility for me?"

Clearly, the one who had just been acting like a hooligan toward him and touching his abdominal muscles was herself.

Yet it ended up as if he were the one who had molested her.

Xiao Moting's handsome, chiseled face was stained with a flush of red once more.

His gaze flickered.

"Shennü Daren, if you do not mind that Xiao Moting's status is lowly, please marry me."

"Xiao Moting swears to the gods that after we marry, I will surely be devoted to you alone, and we shall never part until our hair turns white."

"Although I cannot promise to obey your every word, from now on, all matters will prioritize your opinion."

Bai Wei was simply stunned, completely unable to speak.

No...

She was just applying medicine.

He wanted to marry her just like that?