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

Niu Dashan from the outside rushed in when he heard the sound. Seeing this scene, especially seeing Duan Hongjin wearing only loose pajamas, exposing a small piece of naked skin on his chest——

He paused, bowed his head and prepared to leave.

"Stop!" Duan Hongjin stopped him, motioning him to put down his things, "Come here."

Shi Mo hurriedly got up, knelt down on the ground and dared not speak, completely unaware of what he did wrong.

Niu Dashan narrowed his eyes, put the luggage on his shoulders under the window, and then approached him after hesitating for a moment. With lowered eyelids, he saw one of his feet wearing only silk socks and one of his boots. Unconsciously moved.

Seeing him coming obediently, Duan Hongjin turned around and looked down at Si Mo, and said coldly, "Where did you come from, a noble man? Little maidservant, how dare you let the captain of the palace guard wait for you?"

Shi Mo was startled, and hurriedly argued: "Master, no, this servant, this servant just thinks that your clothes are disheveled and it's hard to see..."

"Heh," said this, "I can't see people anymore? Or can you see my uncle's clothes are disheveled, but Niu Dashan can't?"

What the hell, what does she have to do with him, what does Niu Dashan have to do with him—oh, although it's not that kind of relationship now...

Shi Mo hastily kowtowed: "Master Mingjian, slaves absolutely don't have this idea."

"Okay, it's okay, don't talk too much." Duan Hongjin knew that he was making a fuss, so he waved his hands irritably, "Go out and bring me some water."

"Yes!" Shi Mo hurriedly got up and retreated respectfully.

Duan Hongjin was extremely upset.

A lot of things at hand.

Moreover, Niu Dashan just dared to like him secretly!

This winkless Shi Mo actually talks like this, don't you know how good this wooden ear is?

Wouldn't it be more...

Glaring over: "Niu Dashan!"

"Yes." Niu Dashan didn't look sideways, just lowered his head and stared at the floor.

"Come here and put on the shoes for Grandpa!" He patted the bed board and said arrogantly.

"Yes."

Niu Dashan knelt down halfway, held up his feet that were only covered with socks, grabbed his boots with the other hand, and put them on him gently.Then dropped his legs and stood up.

Duan Hongjin stamped his heels to make sure that the boots were stable and then stood up.

Niu Dashan standing in front of him hastily stepped back two steps to distance himself.

"Where to retreat?!" Dare to hide?Duan Hongjin simply opened his hands, "Changing clothes for the Lord."

Niu Dashan was startled, and lowered his head even more: "Subordinate..." After hesitating for a while, he suggested reluctantly, "Let the girl Shimo come, this subordinate is rough-handed and clumsy—"

"Come here as soon as I tell you to come, what's the point!" Duan Hongjin was annoyed.

Niu Dashan clenched his fists, hesitating not to go forward.

"What? Master can't control you anymore?" Duan Hongjin raised his foot and kicked his calf.

Niu Dashan, who got kicked, naturally didn't feel any pain or itching, but only hearing the displeasure in his tone, he pursed his lips and stepped forward.

Slightly raising his head, his downcast eyes fell directly on Duan Hongjin's exquisite collarbone, and the looming shadow hidden by the loose pajamas...

He pinched the palm of his hand hard, and after he settled down, he stretched out his hand, carefully avoiding his skin, and pinched the corner of the pajamas to pull it away.

Fair skin, delicate clavicle, bright red cherry blossoms, smooth chest and abdomen...

He swallowed, took his eyes off him with difficulty, took off his pajamas calmly, and turned around to hang on the screen.Taking a deep breath, he picked up the snow-white undershirt lying on the side, and turned back.

Duan Hongjin naturally noticed that he was not calm, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Seeing Niu Dashan turn around with his coat in his hand, he quickly suppressed his smile, pretending to be impatient and said, "Hurry up, do you want to catch a cold?" across the front.

Niu Dashan's gaze followed his fingers involuntarily, and his eyes were as dark as a deep pool, staring straight at a certain place on his chest.

Duan Hongjin was about to speak——

There were footsteps outside.

Niu Dashan shook his hand, came back to his senses, grabbed the clothes and unfolded them, and then put the clothes on him with a swipe left and right, and pulled the clothes again, and Duan Hongjin was wrapped tightly in an instant.

Shi Mo also came in with a water basin, saw that Niu Dashan was dressing Duan Hongjin, paused, put the water basin on the shelf, arranged the washing utensils one by one, blessed him, and retreated silently.

Niu Dashan heaved a sigh of relief.

Thinking of the past and the future, when Duan Hongjin was served by people like this every day, his heart felt astringent.

"Crack!" Duan Hongjin slapped him on the back of his hand, "Let go, do you want to smother me to death?"

It turned out that Niu Dashan wrapped his inner clothes too tightly just now in a hurry.

Hearing this, he hurriedly let go of his hands, straightened his clothes awkwardly, bowed his head slightly to fasten the belt, and then took the middle coat and outer coat and put them on for him one by one.

And finally the belt.

The brocade belt embroidered with gorgeous patterns was wrapped around the slender waist.

He was a full head taller than Duan Hongjin, and every time the belt in his hand was wrapped around behind him, it was like embracing him in his arms.

Niu Dashan held his breath, slowed down unconsciously, and greedily enjoyed the short approach.

The corners of Duan Hongjin's lips curled slightly, and he opened his hands to let him do what he did.

When Niu Dashan was finished, he put down his hands and tugged at the front of his clothes. When he felt it was okay, he turned around and walked to the makeup mirror and sat down: "Tie your hair."

Niu Dashan's eyes widened: "Subordinates, subordinates won't." What if it hurts him?

Duan Hongjin squinted at him: "Hurry up, can't the master still command you?"

Niu Dashan had no choice but to shake hands, walked over to pick up the tooth comb on the table, carefully gathered his soft and black hair, and combed it slowly and gently.

After tossing and tossing for almost half an hour, Niu Dashan managed to tie up his long hair.

"Look how clumsy you are. Look how long you've been doing it! I'm numb." Duan Hongjin rubbed his buttocks and complained dissatisfied.Seeing Niu Dashan looking towards him subconsciously, he kicked him, "What are you looking at?"

Niu Dashan was embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered his head: "This subordinate has exceeded the rules!"

Duan Hongjin's face was also a little burning: "The craftsmanship is so poor, I need to practice more in the future. Maybe one day my master will go far away without a maid, won't your skills delay things?"

"……Yes!"

Duan Hongjin just gave up.

Walking over to the shelf of the basin, he instructed Niu Dashan to pour water and dip him in green salt.

After he rinsed his mouth, he asked him to soak the veil and twist it, and then he took it and wiped his face, ears, and neck slowly.

Especially when rubbing his neck, he slowed down, and the slender neck swayed under his eyelids intentionally or unintentionally.

Niu Dashan looked at him with his calm eyes.

By the time everything was done, the breakfast prepared outside was already slightly cold.

Shi Mo was a little apprehensive: "Master, why don't you let the kitchen serve a new one?"

"No need, it's okay if the weather is cooler." He waved his hand, "Have you packed your things?"

"Returning to the master, the money and money have been placed on the carriage, and the rest of the luggage has been brought over in advance."

"Well, you can go and find Mammy, I'll tell her something later."

"Yes." Shi Mo Fu stepped back and glanced at Niu Dashan standing behind Duan Hongjin before going out.

"Sit." Duan Hongjin picked up the spoon, tasted the soft, glutinous and sweet longan eight-treasure porridge, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Return to master, this subordinate has already used it."

Duan Hongjin glanced at his waist and abdomen. Although the bunt was close to the body, there was no ups and downs.

He coughed lightly, and retracted the image that came to mind: "It's not good for me to eat alone, so I can eat as I like."

"……Yes."

We have eaten together many times in the past few days, and Niu Dashan was not as restrained as he was at first, he hesitated for a moment, then agreed, drew out the armchair under the table, and sat down.

"By the way, let Chen Er stay in the mansion this time, and you can drive the car when you go out later." Duan Hongjin said casually after taking two mouthfuls of porridge.

Niu Dashan, who was stuffing a piece of silver thread into his mouth, choked up, chewed and swallowed: "Master, this is not appropriate. What if..."

"It's okay. It's just going to the suburbs of Beijing. Will there be bandits at the feet of the emperor?" Seeing that he was eating well, Duan Hongjin rolled up a silver roll, "Besides, even if we meet a few thieves, it's hard If not, you still can’t figure it out?”

It's not like it was then.

He has seen a lot in his life.

The concubine mother has been a noble concubine for more than two years, and the emperor has never shown any intention of making him the crown prince, and he has not even allowed him to enter the court to practice.

The eldest brother and the fourth brother are not stupid, it doesn't matter whether the father did this for his safety or not, at least they can't touch him for the time being.

Didn't the previous life pass away peacefully?

It's just that he killed himself later.

"Master, safety is the top priority. In case the other party has many people, and the subordinates can't take care of you..." Thinking that he might be injured, Niu Dashan raised his brows, becoming even more fierce.

"Are you afraid of martial arts?" Duan Hongjin was amazed, "If there are too many people, you can just hug me and run away! How can you run when there are too many people?"

Niu Dashan was speechless.

Wait, hug?

He couldn't help but recall the slender waist that could be embraced with one hand just now...

Seeing that he was silent, Duan Hongjin glanced at him, only to find that he was rarely distracted, staring blankly at a corner of the table.

He raised his leg and kicked him lightly: "What are you thinking?"

Niu Dashan came back to his senses: "This subordinate is disrespectful." His attitude was firm, "It's just that you must bring a few more guards with you when you travel. There are always times when subordinates are negligent. If you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of accidents. The subordinates will never let the master Take the slightest risk."

Duan Hongjin glared at him: "You don't listen to my words anymore? Are you the master or am I the master?"

Niu Dashan paused, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, stood up and took a step back, lowered his head, and knelt down on one knee: "This subordinate accepts the punishment voluntarily, and I implore the master to think twice."

Duan Hongjin was immediately annoyed, and threw the pastry in his hand at him: "Kneel for what? Did I ask you to kneel? Are you threatening me? Are you, you, which onion or garlic are you? It's a—" He suddenly realized, and hurriedly stopped.

The tall guard in front of him had put away his Hexi aura and returned to his former coldness.

"stand up."

Niu Dashan listened to the order and got up, lowering his eyes and holding his hands.

Duan Hongjin pursed her lips: "You can decide on the guard. Sit down, sir, I'm not full yet."

"Yes." Niu Dashan stretched his legs and sat back in his original position.

Duan Hongjin breathed a sigh of relief, and sandwiched an omelette for himself.

He just took two bites and chewed, and when he looked up, Niu Dashan was sitting beside him, with his hands on his knees, and he didn't move anything on the table.

His heart was stuffy.this wood...

"You've done a good job. I just said it out of anger just now." He swallowed the food in his mouth and explained uncomfortably, "Didn't I listen to your arrangements for the guard?"

"It's my subordinate who overstepped the bounds." Niu Dashan lowered his head and spoke in a steady tone.

It's just too bland.

Duan Hongjin lost his appetite in an instant, and threw away his chopsticks: "Go and arrange for the guards to travel, we will leave in half an hour." He stood up and walked out.

Niu Dashan stood up quickly, glanced at the tabletop, moved his lips slightly, wanted to say something, but swallowed it back, just stood where he was and watched him walk out of the small hall.

"Simo, where is the nanny?"

The servant Mo Fushen who was waiting in the corridor said, "Go back to the master, in the meeting hall."

"En. Let's tidy up inside. After a while, the master will go directly to Zhuangzi. If there is something to do, let the nanny send someone to send a message."

"Yes."

Without looking back, Duan Hongjin walked quickly to the meeting hall in the front yard.