Protagonist: He Baiyu~Qiao Chu, (1v1)
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Qiao Chu squatted beside the bed and wiped the wound on his shoulder with a wet cloth. "Don't get infected!" He Baiyu smiled, "It's okay!" There was another silence, and he could feel Qiao Chu's cautious touch and the heat from time to time on the wound.
For a long time, Qiao Chu sighed softly behind him. "Bai Yu, if you were born a woman." He Baiyu's heart pounded, and he turned to look at him. Qiao Chu avoided his eyes. "There is no need to go to this battlefield and suffer this inhuman suffering!"
He Baiyu's heart suddenly dropped into his stomach. "Qiao Chu, if I were a real woman, I would be trapped in the palace. Instead of playing tricks with a group of women, it would be better to go to this battlefield and make suggestions for the country."
"No, if you were a woman, I would have married you home early. I would have given up my official position and be with you."