in the name of calamity

Oops—waking up unwillingly, another headache for Yue, the "hickey marks" on his body...

Looking at the bruises and purple spots on the snow-white skin all over his body, who told him where it came from?

When Ning'er entered the door, she saw that the young master was stretching his upper body naked, and was in a daze.

"My lord, be careful of catching a cold." She carefully put on clothes for him, and took the medicine, but seeing that he didn't respond, her eyes were sore that she was about to shed tears.

"What's wrong?" She looked at the little girl strangely, crying for no reason.

"My lord..." Ning'er looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Looking at the thing in the little girl's hand, he thought it was ointment, and nodded to her.

"My lord..." Ning'er helped him apply the medicine, and wept in general, why were you crying?Not dead yet!

It hurts so much, I took a deep breath, which pervert, the most unbearable thing for him is that he is obviously still a small sufferer, a straw mushroom.

Hearing his painful breathing, Ning'er quickly apologized: "I'm sorry son, did it hurt you?"

There was no answer, but when she looked up and saw the young master looking at her calmly, she said lightly, "Go on!"

Ning'er hesitated for a moment, then lowered her hand, knowing that she was already very careful, but several injuries still made her frown.

Ning'er's speed of applying the medicine slowed down, and finally stopped, and then stared blankly at the young master with a calm face, who had never seen him after such a long time.

"Why did you stop?"

"Well, there are some places..." Ning'er hesitated.

"Forget it then." Knowing what she was pointing at, Yue waved his hand. "What happened?"

Ning'er blushed suddenly, "Yesterday, my lord... the lord had a fever, but the lord..." said carefully, fearing that the lord would be sad again. Seeing the increasingly ugly face of the lord, he quickly comforted him, "but these days, the lord... If you want to go out, I'm afraid it will take several days before you come back. You can take this opportunity to recuperate from your illness."

Yue didn't hear the words behind, damn it, couldn't help cursing in his heart, it's really a beast if someone has a fever and is in heat.Yue thought angrily in his heart, when he came back to his senses, Ning'er was no longer there, and there were sounds of beating and scolding outside.

I didn't want to care about it, but I vaguely heard Ning'er's cry.

"What's the matter?" Leaning at the door, he saw a woman dressed elegantly and punishing a girl, completely disrespecting him.

"The servant realizes his mistake, please calm down the princess," Ning'er's voice was full of fear.

"Pa—" A crisp slap hit Ning'er's slender face, and she immediately turned to the side. Ning'er got up in a hurry and kept apologizing.

"You dog slave, you are the one who blocked the way of the princess." Hong Ling, who was standing next to the princess and dressed in red, cursed, and kicked her away very rudely.

Ning'er just gritted her teeth and lay on the ground, knowing that no one would come to save her, she only sighed that she was unlucky, and suddenly a snow-white hand helped her up, and gently wiped her tears.

"Grand...Young master..." tremblingly called out, and then naturally protected the weak young master behind her. She absolutely couldn't let them bully him.

"Who do you think is the maid who is so unruly, no wonder she looks so cheap." After saying this, I heard the contemptuous laughter of the people behind me, relying on the support of the princess, I shouted at the calm and normal people beside me: " Be bold, don't kneel down when you see the princess."

Seeing the clown shouting loudly, Yue was really not in the mood to argue with them, so he held Ning'er's hand and whispered to Ning'er: "Let's go back."

One didn't stand still and fell straight to the ground. No need to ask, he knew he was kicked.

"Young Master." Ning'er hurried over to help him, but someone grabbed his hair and cried out in pain.

"Let me see how the princess looks like?"

After the fall just now, Yue's body was already weak, and now he didn't even have the strength to stand up, so he could only lift his head by pulling his hair.

"Oh, she looks really good. If this face is accidentally scratched, do you think the prince will still like it?"

Dizzy, it's not that he didn't hear what the stinky woman said, but he was really powerless, looking at Ning'er, who was kneeling and peeping at him with tears streaming down his face.

Seeing Hong Ling picking up the fragments on the ground and heading towards his face, that's all, what's the use of being beautiful, it's just a disaster.He has no ability to stop it at all, he really hates such a body.

She closed her eyes helplessly, Ning'er had already closed her eyes, and when she was lamenting for her master, she heard someone shouting outside.

"The servant sees the princess."

"What's the matter?"

The wooden steward looked at the person lying on the ground. As a servant, he could not disobey, so he pretended not to see it, and told the princess: "There is a banquet in the palace tonight, and the clothes that the prince ordered Jinxiufang to make have already been delivered. , Do you want the princess to choose one?"

"Is someone coming to the Jinxiu Room? Hong Ling will follow me to have a look."

"Yes, Concubine." When passing by Ning'er, she gave her a vicious look, and Ning'er was so frightened that she hurriedly kowtowed.

Seeing the princess going out, Ning'er sighed softly, lamenting that she and the young master were lucky, when she saw the wooden steward blinking at her, she turned her head and saw the person in purple clothes beside her.

"Young Master Yun." Hurry up to salute and see him nodding.

"Help your young master into the house first." With a soft voice, Yue, who had closed his eyes, raised his eyes. He was such a beautiful person, indescribably soft and warm, like a spring breeze like silk.

"No need." He waved his hand, and stood up with the help of the pillar beside him. Damn it, the attack was really ruthless, and the old injury was not healed, and a new injury was added.

"Young master." Carefully helping him into the room, the person who changed Mr. Yun also walked in.

"What's going on?" Before he could ask, Mr. Yun had already asked.

Ning'er knelt down.

"Get up." He most dislikes the slavish performance of being immobile.

"Master?" Ning'er was wrong for a moment.

"What did I tell you, did you take my words as deaf ears?" The young master's still calm words revealed an unchangeable order, and Ning'er answered "Yes" and got up.

It's not that he didn't see that Mr. Yun was looking at him with strange eyes all the time, so just look at it, "What's the matter?"

"Ning'er came to bring the medicine, just happened to bump into the princess, Ning'er avoided it carefully, but bumped into sister Hong Ling, the son's medicine was knocked over, Ning'er really didn't mean it."

"Silly Ning'er," Mr. Yun smiled ironically, "even if you are careful, if someone intentionally causes trouble, how can you avoid it?"

"But..." Ning'er looked aggrieved.

"Ning'er, bring the medicine."

As soon as the young master reminded, Ning'er remembered it, and went to get the medicine in a panic, "Ning'er forgot, Ning'er will apply it for the young master immediately, if you are in pain, young master, just pinch Ning'er."

"Come here." He called to Ning'er who was nagging, and when he saw her coming over as if she had made up her mind, she smiled lightly.

"Grand...son..." Ning'er was overwhelmed by flattery, the young master has always been so gentle.

After applying good medicine for Ning'er, someone pulled her hand over, feeling cool for a while, and looked up at Mr. Shangyun's smiling face, "You, don't just care about others, you are still hurting yourself."

Carefully smearing the wound, sighing, "It's impossible to be so lucky every time."

"Thank you." Knowing that Mr. Yun should be the one who rescued him this time, he had a better impression of him.

"Jing, when will you be able to protect yourself?" With a little doting voice.

"Is it always causing you trouble?" Judging by his expression, it should be.

"Jing, I'm powerless." Young Master Yun turned his head away, gave him good medicine, gave him some instructions, and left the door.

"Ning'er!" Looking at Zi Zi who was leaving the door, Yue called out, Dai Ning'er came in and asked, "Who is he?"

"Huh?" Ning'er was stunned, knowing that the young master couldn't remember some things after he woke up, so he replied, "It's Mr. Qingyun, he is very good with you, and always takes care of you. of."

"Oh?" Speaking of Junliuyuan, seeing that he was interested, Ning'er said again in detail, what kind of Junliuyuan? , Is he also this bullshit prince's male favorite?

It's sad, but why is he sighing, he is not someone else's male favourite.

Clear clouds, clear clouds, clear as water, moving like clouds...