She made do, and A Jiu looked at her soiled clothes.
"Jiu'er, are you done?"
A Jiu quickly hid the dirty clothes. "Done."
As soon as Tuoba Yan entered, A Jiu hastily lay down, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt.
"I'm fine, you can go back and rest." A Jiu was eager to get rid of him.
Waiting until he left, Xu Neng then wrapped herself in a quilt and washed her clothes with spiritual spring water. They would be dry by morning.
"Are you really alright?" Tuoba Yan looked at Jiu'er's flushed face and her eyes constantly darting away.
"Really fine, this is a normal phenomenon for girls," A Jiu explained with effort.
Unexpectedly, Tuoba Yan sat on the bedding curiously and said with great interest, "Then tell me about it, Jiu'er sister, so I can take care of you in the future."
"..." A Jiu's heart sank. "You don't need to know about this, nor do you need to take care of it."
Tuoba Yan stared at A Jiu for a long while, and the more he looked, the more he found her shy demeanor made his heart stir.
"Then... I'll really go?" If she wouldn't say, he could ask Zhao Kun.
"Go, I'm really fine." A Jiu instinctively tucked the clothes in the quilt further under her.
Tuoba Yan left the tent, looking back repeatedly, but he didn't leave. He had to personally stand guard for Jiu'er sister.
A Jiu heard no movement outside for a long time and quickly took out the spiritual spring water, wrapped in her quilt, and ran to the corner of the tent to wash.
It was really something. She had experienced this in her past life, but she hadn't paid attention to it recently. Who knew it would happen at this particular time.
Military tents were not completely airtight. Small gaps where the corners were dug into the ground allowed the wind to blow in.
A Jiu suddenly realized that clothes might not dry overnight in this season.
So, after washing them, she used a bedsheet to tie into a long skirt and went out to find some firewood to dry them.
When she went out, A Jiu was startled.
"Jiu'er sister, you're not asleep yet?"
Tuoba Yan said with a smile, his gaze gradually falling on her "long skirt."
Upon closer inspection, wasn't that a bedsheet?
"No... I'm a bit cold, looking for some fire," A Jiu's heart pounded like a drum. She was completely naked underneath.
She quickly grabbed her "long skirt" and walked towards the foot of the mountain. Fortunately, there was no rain this season, and it was late autumn, so the firewood was dry and crunched when stepped on.
She didn't have to walk far to find a pile.
Tuoba Yan immediately called for someone to collect the firewood and pulled A Jiu back into the tent.
"I'll handle this, you'll catch a cold in this weather."
He insisted on pressing A Jiu onto a soft cushion and covering her with the quilt before he felt relieved.
A Jiu was terrified. She was cautious throughout the entire process, afraid he might accidentally pull off her "long skirt."
Thankfully, A Jiu had successfully gotten back into bed.
She suddenly turned her head to look at the underpants she had washed and desperately wanted to get up and hide them.
Such intimate clothing was very inconvenient to be seen by a man.
As soon as A Jiu reached out, Tuoba Yan's gaze suddenly fell on the patch of snow-white exposed outside the quilt.
A Jiu's throat suddenly felt dry. Their eyes met, and she swallowed hard, carefully pulling the quilt up a little higher.
Tuoba Yan's gaze moved slowly and strangely upward, landing on her face, which was flustered like a little rabbit.
"You... you're not wearing clothes."
A Jiu was instantly embarrassed and angry. He had already seen it, and he was still saying it?
"Get out," A Jiu's voice was stern. She simply covered her head with the quilt, her palms sweating, and even trembling slightly.
For some reason, in that fleeting moment, the image that flashed in her mind was of the torment inflicted upon her by Steward Li in her past life.
She even questioned herself, why was she reborn as a woman? Why not a man?
Tuoba Yan was stunned by her sharp and severe voice.
"Jiu'er sister, I apologize. In the future, if you need anything, just tell me directly, or tell me what I should do to make you happy. As long as you say it, I will do it."
"Go away," A Jiu's voice came from under the quilt.
Only until Tuoba Yan's footsteps disappeared.
Soon, he spoke again at the door, "Shall I bring the firewood in for you?"