Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Yajiu got on the carriage and subconsciously wanted to salute and kneel down, but was stopped by Jinchen's eyes.

He pursed his lips, looking a little at a loss.

"master."

Jinchen leaned against the soft pillow embroidered with gold thread and responded lazily with a nasal voice, "Come here."

Yajiu was made even more confused by the tone of voice. He instinctively wanted to get closer, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

He just squatted beside the couch and looked up at Jinchen obediently.

"You threw away all the clothes I gave you?"

Yajiu shook his head, "No."

"Then why are you dressed so ugly?"

Jin Chen smiled wryly, "Are you trying to make this prince lose interest in you so that you can leave?"

"No ..."

Yajiu was extremely flustered and subconsciously grabbed the corner of Jinchen's clothes, with tears in his eyes.

"I don't want to leave my master, but I just... don't dare to wear those clothes."

"They dare to hide things from their superiors, but they dare not put on clothes."

Jinchen pinched his face again, "Crying again, you really are made of water."

Yajiu was extremely attached to the warmth of his cheek. He still looked up at Jinchen, rubbed his cheek against his, and begged for mercy in a soft voice.

"Please, don't chase Xiaojiu away."

"You're used to being a spoiled brat. What were you doing earlier?"

Jinchen put down his airs, bent down to hug the person in his arms, and tugged at her collar with disgust.

"This dress is so ugly, take it off."

Yajiu was naturally obedient and did not dare to disobey at all. After taking off the guard's outer shirt, he only wore a gray and white inner shirt, looking inexplicably well-behaved.

He nestled obediently in Jinchen's arms, his forehead resting on his shoulder, and wanted to cry again.

But Jinchen still wanted to show off his power, "Do you know you are wrong?"

Yajiu nodded, "I shouldn't have kept it a secret from you, Master. I should have told you the truth earlier."

"anything else."

Yajiu blinked blankly, "And... make the master angry."

"No," Jinchen took the little guard out of his arms and rubbed his head, "Guess again."

Yajiu obediently let Jinchen do what he wanted, his eyes full of tears fixed on his face, and he said in a low voice, "I don't know."

"Wood." Jin Chen poked his nose, his tone helpless, "If I don't look for you, are you planning to never see me again?"

Yajiu had thought about this before, but he was too scared. He was afraid that if he went to find his master, he would not be forgiven, but would be expelled or even abandoned.

Thinking of this, the tears in the boy's eyes could not stop flowing, and he hid in Jinchen's arms while sobbing softly.

This cry made Jinchen no longer want to continue to pursue the matter.

He gently pinched the back of the person's neck, and his voice softened, "Okay, don't cry anymore."

Before Jinchen finished speaking, he suddenly touched the scar on Yajiu's wrist and picked it up to look at it carefully.

"Why is there an extra scar?"

Yajiu's eyes turned red, and he looked down upon hearing this, and whispered, "It's okay, Master, it's all right now."

"No, this scar is very recent..." Jinchen paused and subconsciously glanced at the heater beside the couch.

He frowned and said, "That day I smashed the teacup, and you were splashed by the hot water and the fragments?"

Yajiu no longer dared to lie to Jinchen. After hesitating for a while, he slowly nodded.

He retracted his wrist, hid it in his sleeve, and smiled obediently.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. I applied medicine."

But the trembling voice may be more due to the pain in his heart than the insignificant pain.

Jinchen's heart tightened and he suddenly couldn't utter a word.

How could it not hurt? Jinchen stroked the scabbed scar. The place where he was scalded by the hot tea must have had blisters, which were punctured and treated casually by Yajiu, leaving such scars.

He just held the wronged little guard in his arms, as if his throat was blocked.

But the silence now seems a little too inappropriate.

Yajiu felt bitter in his heart, and his tears fell harder. He sobbed softly and clung to Jinchen's arms, "Please don't ignore me... It was Xiaojiu's own carelessness, not the master's fault. Please speak."

The tears wet Jinchen's neck, feeling so hot that it seemed to burn directly into his heart.

Jinchen's reaction also took Yajiu by surprise.

He held her wrist carefully and placed a very light kiss on the scabbed scar.

His voice was thick and hoarse, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

He hugged Yajiu tightly, then held his face and kissed the corners of his eyes. He felt that the boy in his arms was so obedient.

"Don't lie to me anymore, be fine from now on, okay."

Yajiu closed his eyes and accepted the kiss. The sadness and grief in his heart were soothed, leaving only a feeling of being flattered and aggrieved.

He nodded and gently rubbed Jinchen's neck, his voice very hoarse.

"I won't lie to you. Xiaojiu will never lie to you again."

If this happens again, he will be so miserable that he will die.

Yajiu acted coquettishly with a soft tail tone, hooked his arms around Jinchen's neck, and raised his wet eyes.

"Kiss me again."

Seeing the poor little guard begging for mercy like this, Jinchen felt sad, so how could he not agree?

He leaned over, put his arms around Yajiu's waist, pressed her against the couch, and kissed her from the corner of her eyes to her lips.

The tears that kept flowing out were kissed away, and Yajiu hugged Jinchen's shoulders and back, leaning into his arms with all his heart, and then his tears gradually stopped.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +10, totaling 73! 】

[The villain's darkening value is detected -10, totaling 60! 】

Even though the scar has scabbed over, you still need to apply medicine, otherwise it will be difficult to heal in the future.

Jinchen found a bottle of medicine powder from the pile of medicinal herbs given by his mother, and applied it carefully while holding the person.

After the powder was applied to the wound, it became moist, as if it could bring coolness into the heart. Yajiu remained motionless, but was thinking secretly in his heart.

After gaining the favor of his master, he became more vulnerable.

In the past, scars like this were not worth looking at. They would heal on their own over time anyway, and would only cause some pain.

But that night, when he saw his wrists covered with tiny, crystal blisters, which he pricked one by one with a needle, he actually shed a few tears.

Yajiu wrinkled his nose and turned to hide in Jinchen's arms.

"It hurts?"

Jinchen slowed down his movements even more, and when his fingertips soaked in ointment touched the scar, the force was so light that it could be ignored.

"It doesn't hurt."

Yajiu raised his head and smiled at Jinchen, "I am happy."

"stupid."

Jin Chen stretched out his hand and lightly scratched the tip of his nose, and laughed, "Silent Xiaojiu."

I don't say anything, I just like to keep it in my heart.

After all this commotion, Yajiu, who was curled up in Jinchen's arms, began to feel sleepy.