On the Wedding Night, I Transmigrated to After the Divorce – Chapter 14
by Little PandaA Shot in the Butt
A kiss.
Slowly, Yu Yan broke into a sweat. When her temperature was measured again, the fever had gone down. Fu Yunqing relaxed slightly, wiped away her sweat, closed the book she was reading, and lay down beside her to rest.
After sleeping for about two hours, when Fu Yunqing opened her eyes again, she had been woken by the heat. At some point, Yu Yan’s body had pressed up against hers, and her embrace was filled with burning heat.
Looking down, the person in her arms had her brows furrowed tightly in an expression of pain. Her breathing was heavy, and she was muttering in her sleep. Her skin was flushed even redder than before. She was running a fever again—Fu Yunqing used the infrared thermometer to check her temperature. Thirty-nine point eight degrees1, nearly forty. It was alarming.
How could her fever be this high?
“Yanyan?” Fu Yunqing leaned over and patted Yu Yan’s cheek. Yu Yan opened a sliver of her eyes, then immediately curled up again in discomfort.
“My head hurts…”
Fu Yunqing got out of bed, calling the doctor while pouring a glass of hot water.
It would take a little time for the doctor to arrive. Yu Yan’s lips were dry and peeling. Fu Yunqing wanted to feed her some hot water, but Yu Yan was so miserable she wasn’t even willing to sit up and drink.
“So uncomfortable…”
Because the fever was too severe, the estate’s doctor didn’t dare delay and needed to give Yu Yan a fever-reducing injection. It had to be administered in the buttocks. Yu Yan was startled; she immediately regained some energy and vehemently refused.
“This is the method that takes effect the fastest at present,” the female doctor said to Fu Yunqing.
Fu Yunqing was in a somewhat difficult position. She said to her, “You won’t feel uncomfortable after the shot, okay?”
“Be good.”
“…”
She sat on the edge of the bed and let Yu Yan lie face down in her lap, while the white-coated doctor stood at the foot of the bed and pulled down her pants.
Half of her pale, bare bottom was exposed. A long, thick needle was aimed right at it. Yu Yan was already tense with panic, her face buried in Fu Yunqing’s embrace, her arms wrapped tightly around her waist. Watching the doctor’s movements, Fu Yunqing coaxed her softly while stroking her head, trying to distract her.
Her bottom took the needle—fast, precise, and ruthless. By the time Yu Yan felt the pain and let out a couple of whimpers, the needle had already been pulled out.
“…”
The doctor packed up the medical kit. Yu Yan lay motionless in Fu Yunqing’s arms, feeling like she had lost so much face she couldn’t show herself to anyone ever again. She had never imagined that one day she would have her pants pulled down and receive a shot in the butt right in front of the woman she liked.
It wasn’t just Yu Yan; Fu Yunqing had never imagined such a thing either.
She found it incredibly fascinating. It felt exactly like…
“…Alright, go to sleep.”
When she woke up again, it was already ten o’clock the next morning. The sunlight was piercing. The splitting pain in Yu Yan’s head had dissipated considerably, but she still felt groggy.
Before Yu Yan had even fully opened her eyes, she felt a hand resting over her forehead and heard Fu Yunqing’s voice: “Still a low-grade fever.”
“Are you still uncomfortable?”
“Mn… a little.” Yu Yan’s voice was even hoarser than yesterday.
A little while later, a servant brought breakfast upstairs. Yu Yan sat up and ate at the tray table. She clearly had no appetite; after just two bites, she felt nauseous and refused to eat any more.
Having eaten hardly anything, she soon fell asleep again in bed. She didn’t know how long Fu Yunqing stayed by her side or if she had left. Plunging heavily into feverish dreams, she didn’t wake up again until the afternoon, feeling as unbearably hot as if she had just crawled out of a boiling pot.
Yu Yan stared at the ceiling, panting. She finally felt less miserable. Lying in bed, she started scrolling through her phone.
There were many messages on WeChat. Swiping down, she saw a message from Fu Yunqing: 【Let me know when you wake up.】
Fu-jiejie… Yu Yan obediently replied to her first: 【I’m awake】【Puppy wagging tail.jpg】
Shortly after, Fu Yunqing pushed the door open and walked in, followed by a servant carrying a tray. Fu Yunqing didn’t say a word at first. Yu Yan watched her walk over to the bed and reach out to check her forehead, obediently letting her touch it.
“Are you still uncomfortable?” Fu Yunqing asked.
Yu Yan replied in a hoarse voice, “My butt hurts.”
Fu Yunqing’s gaze paused. Yu Yan immediately regretted it—was she going to make Fu Yunqing look at her butt? Fortunately, Fu Yunqing had no intention of actually doing that. She simply offered a comforting, “It won’t hurt after a couple of days.”
A message arrived on her phone. To cover up her embarrassment, Yu Yan hurriedly picked it up to reply. Seeing that she was still playing on her phone, Fu Yunqing didn’t let her get out of bed. Holding a bowl of congee, she sat down on the edge of the mattress. “Try to eat a little something. You haven’t had anything since last night.”
Yu Yan’s eyes were very red and slightly swollen. She was in the middle of replying to a message and gave a vague hum of agreement. While she was distracted, a spoon was brought right to her lips. She blinked in surprise, ate the congee, and looked up at Fu Yunqing.
She hadn’t expected Fu Yunqing to actually feed her personally. She felt extremely flattered, but then immediately realized that she seemed to have been pampered this whole time. Aside from forcing her to get the shot, Fu Yunqing had been treating her very well. Fu Yunqing had stayed with her all night, and when she opened her eyes this morning, Fu Yunqing was still by her side.
Fu Yunqing was still wearing the same nightgown from last night, with no makeup on. Yu Yan rarely saw her bare-faced. Her skin was very pale, practically flawless. Without makeup, her aura wasn’t as intimidating; she wasn’t a fiercely vibrant flower, just faintly elegant. A gentle softness seeped through her usual cold aloofness, like a white rose blooming in winter.
Her eyes weren’t as crystal clear as usual, revealing a hint of exhaustion—and Yu Yan knew exactly why.
Had she stayed up all night?
“Finished playing on your phone? Does your head still hurt?” Seeing Yu Yan staring blankly at her, Fu Yunqing scooped up another spoonful and brought it to her mouth as she asked.
So now Yu Yan was truly conflicted. On one hand, her heart ached so much for Fu-jiejie, and she desperately wanted her to hurry up and rest; on the other hand, she really had no way to resist Fu Yunqing feeding her with such patient gentleness while looking a little tired.
Fu Yunqing was treating her so well.
Fu Yunqing was spoiling her so much.
Fu Yunqing was so gentle.
Fu Yunqing was so beautiful.
Fu Yunqing was truly such a jie2.
Fu Yunqing was so incredibly charming.
Fu Yunqing made her want so badly to…
“It doesn’t hurt anymore…” Yu Yan replied, sounding a bit dazed.
“That’s good.”
She put down her phone and focused on looking at her jiejie, letting her jiejie feed her. Half a bowl of pork congee disappeared quickly.
Yu Yan hadn’t expected them to actually have lean meat congee in this place—it perfectly suited her Hua Country3 stomach. But she still couldn’t overcome her severe lack of appetite; half a bowl was her absolute limit.
Fu Yunqing set the bowl aside. Yu Yan pulled out a tissue and meticulously wiped her own mouth. Once again, Fu Yunqing reached out to feel her forehead.
Yu Yan thought she was being so diligent.
She felt that Fu Yunqing was honestly more of a mother than her own biological mother.
Fu Yunqing, however, felt that Yu Yan had become a little spacey. She didn’t know if the fever had been too intense and she still hadn’t fully recovered.
Last night, she had genuinely been afraid that the fever would cook her brain.
She had absolutely no idea what kind of schemes were brewing in Yu Yan’s head.
“Fu-jiejie…”
“Hm?”
Yu Yan straightened her back and took her hand. “Thank you for taking care of me.”
Fu Yunqing hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, “You’re welcome.”
Yu Yan said, her heart aching, “Did you stay up all night? You’ve been taking care of me for a whole day and night… You need to go back and get a good rest right away.”
“Okay.”
It seemed she was finished speaking, as Yu Yan didn’t say anything else, but she also didn’t let go of her hand. Her gaze rippled, quietly leaking a trace of nervousness.
She looked poised for action.
Was there something else she wanted to say?
Sensing that Yu Yan was giving off a positive vibe, almost as if she wanted to act a little wicked, Fu Yunqing didn’t feel tense. Instead, she watched her with calm composure, her eyes carrying a mix of curiosity and languor, tinged with that slight exhaustion.
It was truly an unreasonable level of beauty. Just a casual glance was enough to make Yu Yan perfectly willing to be toyed with by her; she would even be willing to endure ten thousand more shots in the butt.
Yu Yan’s eyes were filled with undisguised infatuation for Fu Yunqing. Accompanied by just a hint of nervousness, she held Fu Yunqing’s hand, slowly leaned in, and planted a soft kiss on her cheek with a quiet smack.
The author has something to say:
The wanton woman who just got a shot in the butt: Went on the offensive 😎 🥳
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