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

Ying Shiyi blushed at his teasing.

He lived a rough life and couldn't be said to be very clean due to his living conditions. Now he did this just for his master.

You can do whatever you want, but you can't let the dirt on your body offend your master.

"Your subordinate...Your subordinate wants to take a shower..."

Ying Shiyi took a lot of courage to say this, and then he looked at Lou Jingyu cautiously.

Seeing this look, Lou Jingyu felt soft-hearted, so naturally he had to obey him.

"Then we'll just wipe ourselves off and not bathe, huh?"

Ying Shiyi nodded, and just as she was about to get up and walk by herself, Lou Jingyu carried her behind the screen again.

Lou Jingyu put him on a stool, asked someone to change the clean warm water, and brought him a bath towel, "Just wipe it, but don't let the wound touch water."

After giving the instructions, he didn't go far, but stood outside the screen waiting. If Gu Nianshiyi wasn't uncomfortable, he would have wanted to wipe his body with his own hands.

Ying Shiyi scrubbed carefully, washed his hair, and dried it using his internal energy.

It was just that I had to pay attention to the wound on my abdomen, so the process was a bit difficult and my inner clothes got wet.

Fortunately, Lou Jingyu handed him a set of pajamas at the right time. The fabric was soft, and after he put them on, he realized that they seemed to be his master's clothes.

He is half a head shorter than Lou Jingyu, so the dress fits him well.

It’s just that Lou Jingyu’s shoulders were broader than his, so Ying Shiyi’s clothes were a little loose when he wore them. Fortunately, they were just pajamas, so it wasn’t a big deal.

"Wait a few days and I'll ask a tailor to make new ones for you." Lou Jingyu took a look and was quite satisfied. He felt very satisfied to let Eleven wear his clothes.

Is this a quirk?

I still carried the person back with me, and the bed sheets and quilts had been changed.

Lou Jingyu put the man on the inside of the bed, covered him with a soft quilt, and lay down beside him.

At this moment, Ying Shiyi realized that his master and he would sleep in the same bed tonight.

Ying Shiyi moved his body. How could he sleep in the same bed with his master?

Although he always slept well, he was still afraid of disturbing his master's sleep at night, otherwise -

"Master, I...I'd better go sleep somewhere else..."

Before she could finish her words, Lou Jingyu embraced her and a low, sexy voice came from her ear: "Why, Eleven dislikes me and doesn't want to sleep with me?"

Ying Shiyi shook his head violently. How could he dare to despise his master?

"Then go to sleep obediently. You still need to recover from your injuries."

Lou Jingyu said this and kissed Ying Shiyi on the forehead, which stunned Ying Shiyi.

Ying Shiyi touched the place where he was kissed in disbelief, "Master..."

Lou Jingyu said as if it was a matter of course, but the curve of his mouth became bigger and bigger, "Be good, go to sleep."

Ying Shiyi nodded confusedly, pulled the quilt to bury half of his face in it, closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

The room was silent, so silent that one could hear the heartbeat and breathing of the master beside him.

Ying Shiyi thought it would be difficult for him to fall asleep, but he fell asleep quickly, perhaps because the medicine he drank after the meal had sedatives added to it, or because the Yukinaka Harunobu on his master smelled too good.

Lou Jingyu waved his hand and extinguished all the candles in the hall, took away the glowing night pearl on the bedside, lowered two layers of bed curtains, and then hugged the person beside him tightly.

People who practice martial arts have good night vision, and Lou Jingyu is the best among them. He can even see eleven thick and curled eyelashes clearly.

He knew that Eleven was nervous about being in the same bed with him, but he really didn't want him to leave his sight, so he let him be selfish.

He also knew that he was making a big deal out of nothing this time. It was common for shadow guards to get injured while on missions.

But human nature is biased. He doesn't care if the injury happens to others, but he can't bear it when it happens to Ying Shiyi.

His Eleven had suffered all kinds of torture in the torture hall in his previous life, which destroyed his internal strength. He was seriously injured in order to protect himself, and he managed to hold on for a month until his blood was cut off and he was unable to recover. It was already miserable enough.

He couldn't bear to see Eleven get hurt again in this life.

It took him more than ten years to forget the scene of Eleven dying in his arms in his previous life. He brought this feeling from his previous life to this life. After his rebirth, he could finally hold him in his arms. How could he let go?

He can't afford any mistakes when it comes to Ying Shiyi.

This injury made him realize that taking it slow wasn't going to work, and he couldn't help it, so he decided to hurry up and keep the person by his side as soon as possible.

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He slept very deeply. When Ying Shiyi woke up the next day, everything in front of him was pitch black. The bed curtains blocked out the morning light outside. When he opened them, he realized that it was already bright day.

Mingyue had been guarding by his bed. When she saw him wake up, she quickly helped him hang up the bed curtains and called the maid to bring in water so that he could wash.

"Sorry to trouble you, Miss Mingyue. I can do it myself." Ying Shiyi was not used to others wiping his face and wanted to take the wet towel from Mingyue's hand.

Mingyue naturally followed his words, handed him the towel, and said with a smile: "My lord, your words are too polite. Just call me Mingyue."

Mingyue has served in Canglan Palace for many years. Even if Lou Jingyu hadn't said what she heard last night, she could see that the master really favored Ying Shiyi and really cared about this person.

Not to mention that the master had clearly stated that the person in front of them was another master of Canglan Palace, so how could they, as servants, dare to neglect him...

But Ying Eleven seemed to be unaware of it at all. He was extremely polite and courteous to them and did not act arrogantly at all.

Mingyue thought that she would have to go and give some advice to the servants in the palace later, telling them not to neglect Ying Shiyi just because he was so polite and easy to talk to.

They cannot afford the consequences.

After all, when the master got up this morning, he was afraid of waking up Ying Eleven, so he even left the inner room barefoot and put on his boots in the outer room.

Being so thorough not only puts people at ease, but also puts people at the center of their confidence.

After Ying Shiyi finished washing up, he looked outside, looking for Lou Jingyu.

Where is the master?

Mingyue was very perceptive and immediately said, "The master has gone to the study to deal with the affairs of the church. Before leaving, he told me that if you wake up, just lie down on the bed for a while, and he will come to have breakfast with you in a while."

These words made her sound like a child who would be distressed when away from adults. Ying Shiyi bit her lip and blushed silently.

When he woke up, a servant went to inform Lou Jingyu. After he had been lying down for a short while, Lou Jingyu came over.

"Eleven, are you hungry? I'll ask them to serve you food right away."

Lou Jingyu did not wear his usual black robe today, but changed into a green brocade robe, which was more homely, but the workmanship of the clothes was so fine that it was obvious at first glance that it was definitely not an ordinary item.

But this low-key style can't suppress Lou Jingyu's demeanor, but instead makes him look extraordinary.

Ying Shiyi's eyes lit up. He had not had many opportunities to see his master in the past, and every time he saw him, he was wearing various kinds of luxurious black robes. It turned out that his master's clothes were not only black.

But no matter what color or style, the master looks good in anything he wears.