Lord, I heard that you are bent? [rebirth]

Duan Zhaoye's heart suddenly rose: "What's wrong with Hongjin?!"

Duan Hongjin waved his hand casually: "No need. Physician Zhang, I trust you, so just tell me."

Zhang Zheng wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and said a few words in a low voice.

"What?!" Duan Zhaoye couldn't believe it, "Say it again!"

Zhang Zheng shivered and knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times, not daring to speak again.

Duan Zhaoye looked at Duan Hongjin who was still eating pastry in shock: "You already knew."

"I just found out in the past two days. Why don't I come over and tell you right away?"

"Where's your concubine?"

Duan Hongjin waved his hand: "I haven't had time to tell her yet."

"These quack doctors have diagnosed you with fake Ping'an pulse since childhood?" Duan Zhaoye asked with suppressed anger.

Zhang Zheng weakly argued: "This... His Highness's... are all normal, and this kind of situation is extremely rare, if it is not for a doctor who is proficient in gynecology..."

Duan Zhaoye frowned: "Zhang Zheng, to be honest, will his behavior affect getting married and having children?"

"May I ask His Highness the Fifth Highness, do you have...?" Zhang Zheng turned to ask Duan Hongjin, and when he saw him nodding, he replied, "It should be no serious problem."

Duan Zhaoye turned left and right twice with his hands behind his back, and stood still.

"Zhang Zheng, you go back first. Keep your mouth shut, if there is a fourth person who knows about this..."

Zhang Zheng hurriedly agreed, kowtowed his head, hurriedly got up, hastily collected his things, and left with the medical box in his arms.

Duan Zhaoye looked at Duan Hongjin: "You..."

"What? You want to find me a woman to marry?" Duan Hongjin clapped his hands, looked at him with a smile on his cheek, "I can't be hard on women."

Duan Zhaoye held back his anger: "If you can't be hard, there is still a hospital. Whether it's medicine or acupuncture, there is always a way! Do you want to find a man to live your whole life?"

"Why not? Maybe I can give it to you and my concubine..."

"Shut up!" Duan Zhaoye yelled, knowing what he wanted to say in his heart, "Even if you want to cut off your sleeves, the majestic prince, you must not... You, you, you are trying to discredit the royal family!"

Duan Hongjin raised her eyebrows: "So, do you agree that I will break my sleeves and not marry a wife?"

"Fart! How did I ever say that?"

"What you just said means you can cut off the sleeves, but you can't..." Duan Hongjin shrugged, "Besides, you can't meddle in my room with the door closed."

After a pause, he added another sentence: "Oh, don't arrange a marriage for me casually, or I will really become an enemy."

Duan Zhaoye was so angry that his veins broke out, he stretched out his finger and pointed at him: "You!" With a flick of his sleeve, "Forget about the marriage for now, I will go and tell your mother and concubine. Go back and think about it."

"What are you thinking?" Duan Hongjin blinked.

"Get out!" Duan Zhaoye raised his foot and wanted to kick him.

Duan Hongjin jumped three feet high, jumped to the side to avoid it, and muttered in his mouth: "Really, move your feet if you don't agree with each other."

"Go away, it's annoying to see you."

Duan Hongjin made a grimace, and was about to run out, when he suddenly thought of something, he turned back.

"Father," he said softly, "the side of you and the Tai Hospital seem to be not very clean."

After speaking, without waiting for Duan Zhaoye to react, he opened the door and stepped out.

Duan Zhaoye squinted at the wide-open doorway, Li Da and others who came in one after another, thoughtfully.

Since the royal father said to let go of the marriage, Duan Hongjin is not in a hurry to detour to the harem today to see the concubine mother.

He has to go back and do a few things.

He walked forward calmly.

"Dashan, how many years have you been with me?"

"Back to the master, it will be four years in one month." The deep voice was smooth and unwavering.

Pack!

Grandpa let you pretend!

Always this virtue!

Duan Hongjin gritted his teeth and thought.

Just when the palace gate arrived, Chen Er was waiting outside in his carriage.

Stepping on the long bench handed over by Chen Er, he got into the carriage, and Duan Hongjin sat down.

"Go to Zhenxiu Restaurant." After a pause, he continued, "Dashan, come in."

"Yes." In just a moment, a tall and strong figure lifted the curtain and came in, bent down and knelt on one knee at the front of the carriage, waiting for instructions.

The carriage, which was quite spacious at first, suddenly felt a little cramped.

"Close the door, don't you see a lot of dust outside?"

Niu Dashan turned around and closed the car door, then knelt back silently, this time he didn't bend over, just lowered his head slightly.

The carriage started to move.

Duan Hongjin stared at him for a long while, and then said: "Last year, in order to save the Lord, the scar on your face was not detoxified in time, resulting in the ruin of your face now, can you blame me?"

"The subordinates don't complain." There was no ups and downs in his tone.

"Even if you are so tired that no woman will take a fancy to you even if you are so old?" Duan Hongjin stared closely at his drooping eyelids.

"Subordinates won't get married." After a pause, Niu Dashan's face drooped a little more, and his voice was low, "Subordinates only want to do the work of dogs and horses for the master."

Take a look!

Take a look!

Always look like this!

If it hadn't been for him to do it all over again, how could he know what was going on in his heart?

Duan Hongjin didn't want to talk to this lump of wood anymore, so he casually pulled two soft pillows beside him, one behind his back and the other in his arms: "I'm tired from walking, my feet are sore, please massage my legs."

Niu Dashan clenched his fist hanging by his leg, and his body tensed instantly.

Duan Hongjin, who had been staring at him, noticed this detail——

Ok?

He blinked, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.He raised his leg and shook it: "Don't take off your boots yet."

Niu Dashan hesitated for a moment, then moved forward two steps while kneeling on one knee.

"Get up, this is not a greeting! The master is not dead yet, why are you kneeling all day long?"

"Back to the master, this subordinate is too tall, so he can only kneel like this in the car."

Duan Hongjin choked, and shouted in embarrassment: "Hurry up and take off your boots!"

"Yes."

Niu Dashan stretched out his hand, and quickly and gently helped him untie the cloth rope, take off his boots, and held his calf, which was no bigger than his palm and covered with white fine cotton socks, and gently placed it on the short platform fixed to the car wall.

Then he moved his fingers, not daring to move any further.

Duan Hongjin snorted coldly, hooked his feet and nodded his arm: "Hurry up." But the corner of his mouth could not help but smile.

Niu Dashan pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, pressed his calf on the couch, gently wrapped his calf with his rough palm, and began to knead gently with his fingers——

"Didn't eat? Work harder!"

Niu Dashan had to add a little more strength cautiously, for fear of breaking him.

Duan Hongjin sighed comfortably, and leaned lazily on the soft pillow.

A few days ago, he woke up from a nightmare and found himself back!Back when everything hadn't even started yet!

It took him a few days to calm down, and then he straightened his mind and made a decision.

Now the marriage is temporarily blocked, and the rest will be slowly planned in the future.

Instead, I can fix other places...

Duan Hongjin was thoughtful.

Tilting his head to look carefully at Niu Dashan, he found that he had calmed down and was concentrating on kneading his calf.

The gaffe just now seemed to be just his illusion.

"Master, not only his calves are sore, but his thighs are also sore. Squeeze them all." He said with a smirk.

Niu Dashan paused, and began to pinch his fingers upwards.

The tentacles are warm body temperature, through the thin silk pants, you can easily imagine the smoothness under the cover of the cloth...

Niu Dashan is as immovable as a mountain.

Duan Hongjin became happier.

Glanced at someone's lower body.

Although his posture was wrong and he couldn't see anything, a person with profound skills and no fear of cold and heat was sweating profusely in this May day.

Oh, and swallowed.

Duan Hongjin burst out laughing, and coughed twice as if trying to cover up.

Niu Dashan stopped and looked at him puzzled.

"Ahem, it's okay, continue."

"Yes." Niu Dashan took the order, his voice even lower than usual.

And so on, until the bustling voices gradually came from outside the car.

"Okay." Duan Hongjin waved his hand, telling Niu Dashan to stop, let go of the pillow and sat up, stretching himself.

Niu Dashan withdrew his hand, knelt aside, and lowered his head.

It's just a little heavy breathing.

She tapped his arm with her toes: "Put on boots."

"Yes."

When the carriage arrived at Zhenxiu Restaurant, Niu Dashan jumped out of the carriage first, then turned around and helped Duan Hongjin get down.

This Zhenxiu Restaurant is Duan Hongjin's private property, and it is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Dongshi.

The decoration is complicated and gorgeous, and the momentum is magnificent.

but--

Duan Hongjin frowned and looked around.

People come and go.

A restaurant not far away was full of guests.

On the other hand, in my own restaurant, although it is not crowded, there are only a few tables with few people.

It's mealtime now.

He walked in first.

The shopkeeper Chen Xiang, who was leaning lazily behind the counter, saw him, and immediately turned out of the counter to come over, but was stopped a few feet away by Niu Dashan, who had a scarred face and an expressionless face.

He shook, and quickly put on a smile again: "Greetings to Fifth Lord. Fifth Lord, why are you free to come here today?"

Duan Hongjin walked over without looking sideways, went up to the second floor, and sat down by the window.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry, give me something to eat."

Chen Xiang, who followed step by step, immediately bowed down and hurriedly ran to the back kitchen to prepare.

After recruiting Xiaoer to bring hot water, re-washing the bowls and chopsticks and setting them up, Niu Dashan planned to stand still behind him.

"Iron another pair of bowls and chopsticks." Duan Hongjin said without raising his eyes while looking downstairs with one hand on his chin.

Niu Dashan didn't ask why, then he ironed another pair, put it away opposite him, and then went back behind him and stood still.

After a while, the dishes and drinks were delivered one after another.

Seeing that he had only one guard with him, Chen Xiang stood by and planned to serve him vegetables himself.

Duan Hongjin frowned.

"Go down." Niu Dashan took a step forward and said coldly.

Chen Xiang shrunk his neck, took a sneak peek at Duan Hongjin, saw that he was still looking outside without saying a word, so he had no choice but to curl his lips and go downstairs.

Niu Dashan filled a bowl of soup and put it by his hand.

"Master, it's time for dinner." He whispered, as if afraid of disturbing him.

Duan Hongjin turned around when he heard the sound, and glanced at the table: "Put another bowl."

When he finished as he said, he motioned to him: "Sit."

Niu Dashan, who had just put down the soup bowl, paused for a moment, then took a step back: "This subordinate looks ugly, I'm afraid it will disturb the master's appetite."

"I'll let you sit down, what's the point?" Duan Hongjin knocked on the table impatiently.

Niu Dashan glanced around.

The second floor is all elegant seats, and each seat is blocked by a screen.Although it is a meal, there are not many tables of guests.

Through the window sill railing, the pedestrians below cannot see their appearance.

He hesitated for a moment before sitting down opposite Duan Hongjin.