After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

Do you live in Canglan Palace?

Ying Shiyi looked around. Canglan Palace was elegantly decorated and beautiful. It was the master's living place. How could a shadow guard like himself have the right to live here?

As if knowing his concerns and understanding what Ying Shiyi was thinking, Lou Jingyu persuaded him at the right time: "Be obedient, I will feel at ease if you live here, okay?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you, master." Since Lou Jingyu has spoken, no matter what he thinks, he must follow his master's orders first.

Lou Jingyu called the maid in the palace to ask him to identify the person.

"This is Mingyue, the head maid of Canglan Palace, in charge of the daily affairs of the palace. Next to her is Qingfeng, who assists Mingyue in managing all matters. You can tell them what you want to eat or drink in the palace. If you want to read a book or play with something, ask them to find it for you."

He half hugged Ying Shiyi and leaned against him. Seeing that he didn't resist and listened, he turned to Mingyue Qingfeng and said, "From now on, Shiyi will be the other master of Canglan Palace. Seeing him is like seeing me. You must take good care of Shiyi. There can't be any mistakes. Do you understand?"

"Mingyue understands."

"Qingfeng understands."

After waving his hand to let the two go, Lou Jingyu lowered his head and rubbed Ying Shiyi's head with his chin. It was furry and felt very comfortable.

Thinking that Eleven had not eaten breakfast or lunch and must be hungry at this time, he asked someone to bring him some food, which was all light and easy to digest.

Due to Lou Jingyu's determination, Ying Shiyi was unable to get out of bed and had dinner in bed.

The shredded chicken porridge was delicious, but he couldn't taste anything. His mind was full of Lou Jingyu's words - "the other master of Canglan Palace."

How can he be...

Lou Jingyu had given him so much favor and special love in the past few days that he felt like he was floating in the clouds, not knowing when he would fall...

He secretly looked at his master's handsome face. A few days ago, he was still surrounded by swords and sabers, and he only dared to think about his master secretly in his heart. Normally, he felt that it was an offense to him if he looked at him for one more moment. But now he was having a meal on his master's couch.

It seemed like a dream that such a favor would one day befall him.

The meal was eaten in silence. Lou Jingyu carefully observed Ying Shiyi's expression while he was eating. He felt relieved when he saw that he was eating well.

He was really afraid that this person might be feeling unwell or unhappy with his meal but was keeping it to himself without telling him.

Mingyue took the tableware and the small table away with her maid, and the inner room became quiet.

It was already dark and the lights in the hall had been turned on. The bright lights made the room no different from daytime, except that the candlelight was dim and warm, making the person on the bed look very well behaved.

Ying Shiyi's eyes were not looking anywhere, he bit his lower lip and twirled his fingers around.

His master wouldn't let him get out of bed, and he suddenly realized that he had nothing to do. This rare leisure time was really rare for him, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Lou Jingyu chuckled and pressed Eleven's lower lip to free the lip that had been tortured. As expected, there were already teeth marks on it.

"Don't bite your lips. Won't it hurt if you bite them?"

Ying Shiyi shook his head and answered honestly: "It doesn't hurt."

Lou Jingyu made him laugh and covered his cold hand.

"But are you bored? I've had all the books in your room delivered to you. Now that you're injured, let's not go out and read for a while, okay?"

Ying nodded at eleven, and Lou Jingyu asked someone to bring the books to him to cheer him up. After watching him open the book and start reading, he went to take a bath.

The inner room was very large, with an eight-fold red lacquer screen with landscape carvings. Behind the screen was a large bathtub, and the servants had already prepared hot water. Lou Jingyu took off his robe and began to bathe.

Being in the same room with Ying Shiyi, Lou Jingyu could hear the sound of turning pages of books on the other side of the bed due to his strong inner strength, so he felt very calm.

But on the other hand, although Ying Shiyi was flipping through a book, he couldn't bear to read the sword techniques inside. He could also hear the sound of water behind the screen, which made his mind even more confused.

He was injured in the abdomen and the wound had not yet scabbed over, so he couldn't touch water, so how to bathe became a problem.

I am used to going out in the wind and rain on weekdays, and sometimes I don’t even have the conditions to take a shower.

In my spare time in the church, I don’t always have the conditions to take a bath. After all, it takes too much time to boil pots of hot water. Most of the time, I just rinse with cold water.

But now that he was going to sleep in his master's bed, Ying Shiyi wanted to take a good shower.

Thinking of this, Ying Shiyi suddenly remembered that after he came back, his master put him on the bed without taking off his coat, and the blood on his body must have stained the sheets.

The master has always been a clean person, so this is definitely not acceptable.

She pursed her lips, touched the soft sheets beneath her body, and thought about getting up and changing them.

"What are you going to do, sir? You are still injured, so don't move." Seeing him trying to get out of bed, Mingyue, who was standing at the door of the inner room, was startled and hurried to stop him.

"I wanted to change the bed sheets, but I got them dirty." Ying Shiyi said feeling a little embarrassed.

"My lord, I will come here."

Mingyue quickly asked Qingfeng to get new sheets and quilts, but Yingshiyi's injury couldn't be moved, so how to change them became a problem...

"What's going on?" As soon as Lou Jingyu came out, he saw Ying Shiyi seemed to be hesitating whether to get out of bed, and he walked over quickly.

He took off the luxurious black robe he wore during the day, put on a pair of white underpants and a long white robe on his upper body, and his fierce temperament was neutralized a lot.

The robe had no belt, and one could vaguely see the exposed chest and waist in the middle. The unruly water drops slid down from the delicate white collarbone, slid over the undulating and strong chest muscles, and left water marks on the clearly defined abdominal muscles, and finally disappeared into the waistband of the pants...

Lou Jingyu had already used his inner strength to dry his hair, leaving his three thousand strands of black hair hanging untidily behind his back. His lips were moistened by the water vapor, making them even more rosy, making him look even more handsome like a god. His deep brows and eyes looked at Ying Shiyi with concern.

"Master, Lord Eleven wants to change the bed sheets, but his injury cannot be moved easily..." Mingyue answered for Ying Eleven.

"That's not easy." Lou Jingyu said as he picked up the person on the bed and weighed him gently. He felt that Eleven was still too light and needed to eat more delicious food to make up for it.

But his boy is only seventeen years old and still grows taller, so he needs to eat better.

"Hmm..." Ying Shiyi was startled by his action and was picked up by his master in an instant. His two hands instinctively grabbed in the air and then placed them obediently on his legs.

"Master, your subordinate Shen..."

Lou Jingyu immediately retorted: "How could it sink? Our Eleventh Ship is not sinking at all."

Mingyue had already folded the bed sheet neatly. Lou Jingyu joked, "So our Eleventh is so fond of cleanliness? But what should we do now that we can't take a shower?"