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Chapter 350
The matter was significant, and Nyx hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to ask, “Erik’s body. I mean, that sexual aspect does it have some problems?”
Arlong opened his mouth, momentarily stunned. He thought. Even the lady thought the master is incapable in bed. It seemed the master really is incapable”
He looked troubled, unsure whether to nod.
For the sake of Erik’s dignity, he shouldn’t have nodded, but lying to Nyx didn’t seem to serve much purpose.
Seeing him hesitate. Nyx was almost certain about her guess.
“Is it because of his injury? Or the poison he was poisoned with?” she asked softly,
In any case, it couldn’t be because Pale Wolf was born with illness in that regard.
When it came to the leg injury and poison, the topic became a bit sensitive. Arlong’s expression flickered, and he lowered his head, brushing it off. “I don’t know.”
“Alright.” Nyx didn’t press any further. She’d find out herself in a little while.
“Do you have any carpenters in the house?” She changed the subject.
“Carpenters?” Arlong blinked in confusion and shook his head. “No, we don’t have any. You’d have to find one outside. There are craftsmen outside who have served the Duke’s family for generations. What do you want to make? Just let me know, and
Ill take care of it.
“I want to make a wheelchair. Nyx gestured with her hand. “So that Erik can sit in it. I can push him, or he can push it himself. It’s very convenient”
What’s a wheelchair? Arlong thought, looking puzzled.
He had never heard of such a thing. If such a useful item existed, they would have used it for Erik by now.
He thought. The lady has spent twenty years without leaving the family compound. She probably can’t even recognize a single character. How would she know about mechanical wonders?”
“Ill draw a picture for you when I get back. You can take it to the craftsman. They should be able to understand it,” Nyx said as she hurried back to her room. A little while later, she came back with a stack of papers, handed them to Arlong, and reminded him, “Don’t lose this.”
There were no charcoal pencils here, only soft pens were available. Nyx wasn’t quite used to them but managed to draw it out, though it was a little rough.
Arlong, however, stared wide–eyed at the design in disbelief, almost gasping.
He had never seen such a drawing style. The artwork was cold and realistic, and it was amazing how it could depict a three- dimensional design on a single sheet of paper. Several sheets were put together, showing not only the outline of the “wheelchair” but also detailed breakdowns of various parts.
Forget the carpenter; even he felt he could understand it and was eager to try making it himself.
After spending half the day, Arlong carefully copied the designs, going through several sheets of paper before getting it right.
He handed his copy to a trusted carpenter and, in the evening, while Nyx was out on her evening walk, he took the original
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designs to Erik for his approval.
“Madam asked me to find a carpenter to make a wheelchair for you, so that you can move around, Arlong boldly speculated, “With such a complicated item, I imagine someone must have taught the lady about it. Could there be ulterior motives behind the person who taught her!”
Before Arlong could finish his sentence, Erik interrupted him with a smile. “No.”
“She drew these pictures in front of me,” he said as he lightly flipped through the pages, a note of pride in his voice. “She’s really smart.
While Nyx was drawing. Erik had been right there watching. He could clearly see her thinking, how skilled and comfortable
she was with it.
A short–term lesson couldn’t teach such talent. It seemed like these things had been in her mind for a long time. She had never attended school, yet could draw such extraordinary things. If she were a man, she would surely make a great contribution.
Unfortunately, she was a woman, forced to be trapped in his harem. Erik made a quiet voW.
Once everything was settled, not only would he set Nyx free, but he would also support her education and help her do whatever she wanted. Not for any other reason, just to repay her kindness toward him.
Arlong watched his master lost in his thoughts, opening his mouth but not daring to contradict.
They sat in silence for
a while, and then Erik regained his focus. “Apart from this, did she say anything else to you?”
It was just a casual question, but Arlong immediately froze.
He thought, The lady has also asked whether the master is impotent… or incapable in bed… Could I say that?
He lowered his head deeply, his mind wrestling with guilt and struggle, but in the end, he decided to keep it a secret, telling a little white lie. “No.”
Erik didn’t dwell on it, carefully putting away the designs and storing them properly before waving Arlong off. When he noticed Arlong wiping sweat from his forehead, he just assumed it was because he was feeling hot.
It was indeed very hot in the room.
Usually, Erik didn’t notice it, but perhaps since he had resumed his training today and was getting his body moving again, he felt uncomfortably warm and restless.
He thought about calling for ice, but then remembered there was Nyx in the room who feared the cold, so he dismissed the idea.
He thought, “Forget it. I’d just bear with it.
When Nyx came back from her walk, she found Erik sitting there, looking a little flushed
“What’s wrong? Not feeling well?” She quickly walked over, reaching up to touch his forehead to check his temperature.
The cold fingertips touched his skin, and Erik shuddered, reflexively grabbing her hand. “No, it’s… comfortable.”
“It’s just… a bit hot. He couldn’t help but rub Nyx’s hand a few times, reluctant to let go.
“Hot!” Nyx was extremely surprised.
It was no longer summer, the wind outside was chilly, and the room wasn’t particularly warm either–it was just not cold.
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She scrutinized Erik for a while, feeling that his flushed face looked somewhat pitiful. So, she found a fan in the room, sat close to him, and started fanning him.
A gentle breeze, carrying a faint sweet fragrance, enveloped Frik
Nyx was pressed close to him, almost sitting in his lap. Afraid she might fall, he hesitantly reached out to lightly hold her tiny waist, not daring to use too much force,
He felt like his whole body was burning up
The slight breeze didn’t seem to bring any relief; instead, it made him feel even hotter. His breathing grew heavier, and he could clearly feel his body reacting uncontrollably
“Nyx,” he called her name, his voice hoarse.
“Hmm?” Nyx was slightly startled.
She wasn’t surprised that Erik knew her name.
After all, they were already married, and they had exchanged their birth details. He could easily access her personal information, not just her name but also her birth date and time.
But after all these years together, Pale Wolf had never called her so formally by her full name. He would only wag his tail and call her “Nykie.”
Nyx raised her arm, hooked it around the man’s neck, and leaned close to his ear. “Don’t call me Nyx”
They were too close, their breaths mingling. Erik, embarrassed, tried to cover himself while responding to Nyx. Then….. what should I call you?”
Although they were married, it wasn’t her choice. If he called her those intimate names, he thought she probably wouldn’t like it.
“Call me Nykie,” Nyx said, boldly touching his burning cheek.
This answer surprised Erik.
But as he tried to form the words in his mouth. “Nykie” did feel more natural, carrying a subtle sense of familiarity, as if he had been calling her that for many years.
“Nykie.” Erik obediently changed his address.
Nyx smiled in satisfaction and kissed his cheek as a reward.
It was just a light, fleeting kiss, but Erik froze like a statue, even more agitated, and one hand was no longer enough to cover himself.
Nyx glanced down and instinctively wanted to reach out to help him, but halfway through, she suddenly remembered that Pale Wolf’s body was having some issues now, so she stopped.
If he was all show and no substance, the situation would be very awkward.
She didn’t mind, but men cared about their pride, especially in this aspect. If he lost face in front of someone he liked, he might carry that psychological shadow for life and never be able to hold his head high again.
For Pale Wolf’s mental well–being, she quickly withdrew her hand, pretending not to see anything, picked up the fan again, moved a little further away, and continued fanning him.
Erik noticed her hesitation, closed his eyes, and felt downhearted.
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Indeed, Nyx didn’t like him and didn’t want to do sex with him.
He wouldn’t force her. If he used their marital status to satisfy his own desires and made Nyx unhappy, it would only push her further away and make her resent him.
Both of them fell silent, and the vibe became slightly awkward.
Nyx p
put down the fan and suggested. “Since we’re bored, why don’t you teach me how to write?”
She had been confined to a remote courtyard in the Voss family for twenty years, never even seeing the shadow of a teacher. so she naturally knew nothing about the written language of this world and was completely illiterate.
In this era, men were superior to women, and it was common for women to be uneducated, but Nyx wasn’t used to being illiterate.
“You teach me how to write, and I’ll make you a sachet,” she said. Her handicraft skills were no worse than other women’s, and she had also learned perfumery, so she could perfectly fit into this era.
Erik was immediately intrigued. He had seen colleagues wearing sachets close to their bodies. Some were made by their wives to show their marital affection, while others were made by concubines to signify their favoritism.
A small sachet carried the emotions between a man and a woman, and when others saw it, they would know where the man’s heart lay
“Really… you’ll make me… a sachet? For a moment, Erik’s mind was filled with thoughts, and he couldn’t help but feel joy.
He thought, “Does Nyx want me to wear a sachet she made close to my body to declare her possession of me to others? I will definitely wear it close to my body and not let her down.
Even if she has never learned embroidery and the sachet isn’t very exquisite, I don’t mind. Anyone who dares to laugh will face my wrath.”
Nyx glanced at her mate’s delighted expression and couldn’t help but laugh, covering her mouth with a light cough. “I really will make one for you.”
No matter which world they were in, Erik was still so easy to please. A sachet made him so happy.
If he could transform into his beast form, his tail would probably be wagging like a propeller by now.
She wanted to stroke Pale Wolf’s fur, but since her mate was now in human form, she had to settle for touching his hair instead
Erik’s hair had always been short before, and this was the first time she had seen him with long hair. It felt surprisingly nice.
Despite being a strong man, his hair was soft, and Nyx couldn’t help but touch it a few more times before letting go.
Outside, the sky wasn’t completely dark yet, but the light in the room was slightly dim
Erik eagerly lit the candles, took out paper and brushes, and for the first time, became a teacher.
He knew Nyx was exceptionally intelligent and expected her to learn quickly, but he was still shocked by her speed.
copying a character just two or three times, she would ask to move on to the next one.
“You… really… remember… all of them?” Seeing Nyx nod, he tested her with some skepticism, and his eyes filled with
admiration.
Nyx looked up and met Erik’s gaze, which was as if he were looking at a genius. She felt a bit guilty and touched the tip of
her nose
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