The Ballad of Luwei

Chapter Six

"Why, what's going on!?" Feng Teng demanded as he flew out of his seat.

"The servant who I assigned to help our guest rushed to inform me that she saw our guest's shoulder as the princess was removing her armor and outer robes. She had been injured and the bandages were stained." the duke's sister panicked, not used to seeing battle wounds.

Xiao Nai wasted no time and rushed to where the guests were being housed. When he saw a servant he demanded to know where the new guest was roomed. The servant barely pointed before the white prince streaked past him in a flash of white silks. Without even knocking Xiao Nai burst through the door looking around the room like some sort of mad man before locking his sight onto a femininely dressed Weiwei with her hair cascading down her back crouching in front of a vanity with a long deadly looking hair pin poised and ready to attack in one of her fists. If the man in white was in his right mind he would have realized the danger his life was in with a certain goddess of war but his eyes were completely focused on the bandages peeking out from her dudou and silky outer robe. If his mind was anywhere but in its current state of worry he might have basked in the lovely image the creature in front of him made. But as focused as he was he did not come to his senses until he felt the sharp pin pressed to the artery on his neck not enough to draw blood but it would just take a fraction of pressure to do so.

"What the hell do you think you are doing!?" Both Feng Teng and Yu Banshan heard the irate general hiss as they entered the room. When they saw their prince with his hand on the robe of the scantily clad female general and her pressing a sharp instrument into their prince's neck they attempted to defuse the situation.

"Forgive us your highness but we were just informed you were injured." Duke Feng tried to reason with the extremely hostile female. It would only take a small flick of her wrist for death. By the looks of it this woman would have no qualms about killing a man and from what he was guessing it was only the prince's status that kept him alive for the time being.

"And that gives you the reason to break into an unmarried woman's room unannounced and manhandle her?" Weiwei hotly countered. Her knuckles turning white as her grip on the hair pin tightened.

"No, no.." both men raised their arms in a surrendering manner. They didn't want to do any sudden movements; they both knew that she could kill the prince much faster than they could move to prevent it. This was a delicate situation and their only hope was to calm the warrior down.

"May I see?" The white prince asked in all earnest. He watched the war of emotions cycle through on the beautiful woman's face before he felt the sharp object removed from his throat and heard it clatter on the floor below them.

"There's nothing much to see. It's already been cauterized." Weiwei tiredly sighed. "It just needs time to heal on its own."

Xiao Nai ignored her reply and with the greatest care he removed the robe from the woman's pale shoulder and carefully unwound the fresh bandages making sure that when it got to the wound to very gently peel the bandage away from her so the protective scab would not tear off the injury with it. When the last of the bandages finally fell away Xiao Nai carefully prodded the angry looking crackled black crust that milky puss was leaking out of the fissures covering the injury. It had appeared that the weight of the general's pauldron caused multiple blisters to burst earlier. Which was most likely the cause of the stained bandages that the servant saw. He could smell the scent of honey and chamomile blossoms that were recently used to coat the injury. Telling him that she had handled burns like this in the past. "What happened here?" He whispered.

"I was shot while escaping. I needed to have full use of my arms so I ordered for it to be cauterized before I lead my warriors here. Stitches would have torn and made it worse." Weiwei whispered, caught off guard by the sensation of the feathery-light touch from the white prince's fingers dancing around on her skin. It was like the tiny embers from a light sparkler dancing across her flesh. It made her heart pound and her skin crawl. She didn't understand what was going on with her body's reaction to him.