Am I precious too?

Ying Shiyi had never heard such words before, and he was shocked.

This feeling is too hard to describe. It's as if my heart is filled with something, sour and swollen, yet warm, spreading from the heart to the limbs, as if the whole person is soaked in warm water, making people immersed involuntarily.

"Master..." Ying Shiyi called out again, calling him out of instinct, and blinked to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart.

"Yeah." Lou Jingyu responded, pretending not to notice his red eyes.

It was also the first time that he knew that Eleven, who was not afraid of being hurt, would become so depressed because of just a few words.

It made him feel even more distressed.

"Don't worry about anything, Eleven. Just take good care of your injuries. If you feel bad about it, then repay me after you've recovered."

As for how to repay him, naturally he has the final say.

By the time……

Lou Jingyu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled without saying anything.

These words convinced Ying Shiyi. He would definitely take good care of his injuries and repay his master when his master allowed him to go out for a walk!

The days of recuperation passed quickly. For the next three to five days, Ying Shiyi had to drink two portions of Chinese medicine every morning and evening, and eat a medicinal meal at noon. Fortunately, Lou Jingyu would stuff a piece of candied fruit into his mouth every time after he took the medicine.

It made him forget the bitter taste of the medicine and only remember the sweetness when his master fed it into his mouth.

He was young, had a strong recovery ability, and had internal strength to rely on. With such care, the wound soon scabbed over.

"The recovery is good. There is no infection or inflammation. You just need to continue taking the medicine for another ten days and eat a light diet." Duan Chunhui said as he changed the gauze for Ying Shiyi.

Lou Jingyu was relieved only after receiving Duan Chunhui's diagnosis that he was "fine".

Ying Shiyi also breathed a sigh of relief. He had never lay down for so long before. He felt like his bones were getting tired of lying down. His daily activity area was this big bed. When he had laid down enough, he could only sit up. He had only read two or three books and felt really bored.

He thought it was okay, but his master was worried about him. He couldn't refuse his master's kindness, nor would he disobey his orders, so he had no choice but to keep him like this.

But Lou Jingyu wanted to take care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation. If he wanted to sit on the couch outside or go behind the screen to wash at night, Lou Jingyu would carry him there.

From time to time, I would kiss her face and forehead, and touch her here and there...

Every time he did this, his face turned red, his heart beat fast, and his head felt dizzy.

Although it was very sweet, his master was with him day and night, and Ying Shiyi was still afraid that he would delay his master's work.

"Master, can I get out of bed and walk around?" Ying Shiyi raised her eyes and asked him, her peach blossom eyes sparkling.

The weather is good today and the room is very bright. The sunlight coming in makes his eyes sparkle with tiny lights. His crow-feather-like eyelashes flutter, and one can see his happiness in his eyes.

"It seems like you've been really bored these past few days," Lou Jingyu teased, with a smile in his sparkling eyes, "What are you in such a hurry to do?"

"Once your injury is healed, you can work for the master." The master doesn't have to work hard to take care of me anymore.

Ying Shiyi answered seriously, but Lou Jingyu was not satisfied and pinched his fleshless face, "You are so thin, but you have a lot on your mind."

After saying that, he sighed again. He knew that Ying Shiyi had this kind of personality.

Eleven's love for him is nothing but endless devotion, and she never asks for anything in return.

He couldn't help but hold the man in his arms, stroking Ying Shiyi's back with his big hands, feeling his body temperature through the fabric of his pajamas. He couldn't help but think of the time in his previous life when this man gradually became cold in his arms.

"Eleven..." It sounded like a sigh.

What a little fool.

As Lou Jingyu thought this, he unconsciously used more force on the hand that was on Ying Shiyi's waist, causing Ying Shiyi to feel a little pain, but he just let him do it without saying a word.

Ying Shiyi felt his emotional ups and downs. He wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to do. He could only say dryly: "I listen to my master. If my master doesn't allow me to think, I won't think about it."

He handed over all his rights, including his thoughts, to Lou Jingyu.

Lou Jingyu was amused by him, and the haze in his heart disappeared. He moved his thighs and shook Ying Shiyi, who was sitting on his legs, up, just like teasing a child: "Why is Shiyi so well-behaved..."

Ying Shiyi's ears turned red again and he lowered his head without answering.

Duan Chunhui, who was diligently packing the medicine box on the side, said:...Brother, so you are this kind of person.

----

The side hall of the dark pavilion is where the shadow guards live.

Yingjiu was lying on the bed, looking at the splint on his leg, his mind still not coming to its senses.

How come the master comes in person to assign a mission?

Why did the master take Ying Shiyi away?

There were so many questions that he couldn't figure them out for several days.

After Lou Jingyu took Ying Shiyi away, Ying Jiu was also taken back to Chiyang Sect by Ying Yi.

As soon as he saw Yingyi, his usually eloquent mouth began to stammer and he couldn't utter complete sentences. When Yingyi asked him what was wrong with his leg, he wanted to hide the injury.

Maybe it was because of the man's competitive spirit. He didn't want to let the person he liked know that he broke his leg while doing a mission. It would be too embarrassing.

But Yingyi was the best among the shadow guards, so how could he not see that his leg was broken? But he didn't say anything, and just asked the doctor to check his injury and fix it with a splint.

And then left...

just go...

Ying Jiu began to regret again that he did not find a chance to stay and say a few more words to him. He was upset from yesterday to today and thought he had just had a big dream. There were so many things that surprised him.

Just as I was distracted, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Yingjiu climbed up from the bed and sat up. When he saw that the person coming was Yingyi, he almost fell off the bed.

"Brother Yingyi... why are you here?"

Ying couldn't help but smile when he saw that he was still so active even though his leg was broken. This was a rare expression on his resolute and indifferent face.

It is said that Yingjiu is the most noisy among the Shadow Guards, and now it seems that he is indeed quite good.

"I'm here to bring you food." Yingyi put the food box on the table, "I have something important to tell you."

Ying Jiu immediately sat up straight, put his hands on his knees, and listened attentively, "Brother, go ahead."

"In the past few years, you and Ying Shiyi have been the default mission partners, but you may have to change your partner in the future. Ying Shiyi will not do missions in the future. The master has personally told the commander."

Ying Jiu became anxious when he heard this, "What's going on? What happened to Ying Shiyi?"

Seeing that his little face was about to wrinkle, Ying Yi explained: "It's okay, the master is watching over him, and he will stay in Canglan Palace from now on."

Ying Jiu nodded. It was good that Shiyi was fine. But - staying in Canglan Palace? Was that what he meant?

Male concubine? Or what?

I can't help but sigh.

Ying Yi interrupted his thoughts and reminded him, "I know you have a good relationship with Ying Shiyi, but the master's private affairs are not our business. You should recover first and put the mission aside for now."

Ying Jiu nodded gloomily, "Okay, I'll follow your arrangements."

After delivering the meal and finishing his business, Yingyi left.

Ying Jiu had no appetite for the food. He thought that even if he was a male concubine, considering Ying Shiyi's attitude of throwing himself into a flame like a moth, he would be happy to accept it.

If everyone seeks benevolence and gets it, it can be considered as a wish come true.

But now Ying Shiyi has really caught the moon in the water, but he can only look at Ying Yi's back and sigh...

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