One Tail at a Time

Trial of the Spirit - 7

Two days had passed and in that time Bai Qian had managed to gain a little pain relief for Mo Yuan because she knew she had to get the splints off his legs if he was to gain the ability to walk again.  Dressed in the maids outfit but with her hair pulled up sharply to give her face a pinched look and with a little dirt rubbed in, she looked like any other poor woman trying to make ends meet.  And though she knew how to haggle to get the right price for anything, this time she paid the asking price by pretending to be from out of town and unused to the way they did things.

Few people paid her any attention, so by the time she had returned home, she was feeling much happier than her last visit.  Even more so for having left a large bag of gold for the tavern owner.  She had snuck into the premises while he slept and left the gold at his feet to find when he woke.  It was more than enough to open several taverns so she knew he would be alright.

Now handing Mo Yuan the pain relief which she quickly followed with strong wine which she also purchased, she waited until his speech began to slur before once again tackling the bandages around the planks of wood and rather than groan and scream like he did last time, he instead talked about funny things that happened when the soldiers were hidden behind their barrack doors.

"You dressed as woman to bribe the kitchen staff into giving you more food?" she asked with a hint of laughter in her tone while deftly removing the bandages and then the planks of wood.

"Yes.  And not only did we act demure and coy and even let them touch our chests, we promised them a good time if we got a little more food which we took and then ran for our lives." he said laughing loudly.

"You are a very funny drunk Mo Yuan and full of mischief." she laughed as the bandages around his bare legs were then removed. 

 In fact, the more wine he drank, the looser his tongue became.  Normally they would talk about their childhoods or mundane things like politics which she was surprisingly educated in, only this time, Mo Yuans wine induced mind was focusing heavily on her hands as the bandages that gave way.  Under his inner gowns he was wearing a thigh high pair of pants to keep his modesty, but the more of his skin that she uncovered the more interested he became in her and what she doing to that half of his body.

"Bai Qian, how many men have you healed in this way?" he asked flush faced and becoming a little uncomfortable when her hands dragged up his inner thighs to release a bit of bandage that had stuck to the old wound which she was trying to free with a little salt water.

Briefly looking up, the laughter in her eyes swirled when she caught what she thought might have been a little jealousy which the wine was bringing out which humoured her immensely, because she had never had anyone be jealous of her before.

"Well, lets see.....  " she replied as her eyes lifted to the ceiling to think hard while giving him the impression that he was just one of many.  Umming and ahhing, she then lifted a hand to flick her fingers up one at a time to increase the idea that he really was just one of many, while completely missing the look of disbelief and anger in his eyes.

Instantly his hand lowered to lightly tap the middle of her forehead which had her eyes lowering slowly to look at him.  The intense fire in his eyes and the way he looked as if he might actually rise out of the cushion in anger, had her high pitched giggles soaring.  The look on his face, was so funny, that it took her several seconds to bring it under control which was only making him madder by the second.

"You have touched other men like this?" he asked and bringing her attention to how close her hands were to his private area which she could see was rising.