Shadowguard in disguise as a sheep

The next day, when the maid was still putting the moldy steamed buns and pickles on the table, a deep voice came from outside the door: "Take it away!"

The servant girl raised her head, who is so bossy, but she was stunned when she saw the person outside the door, a very good-looking person, but it makes people feel very scared...

Seeing the maid in a daze, Ying Yi walked over and put the food box he brought on the table, and repeated coldly: "Take it away" but restrained his killing intent, like an indifferent and alienated person, making people Not trembling with fear...

The maid subconsciously wanted to reply, 'Who are you! 'But when he saw those eyes, they were dark and heavy, opaque, picked up the food and rushed out...

Ying Yi heard the voice of the housekeeper summoning the servants, the conversation yesterday was very useful, put away the food, from now on, he will take care of all his life...

After pouring hot water, Ying Yi walked slowly to a place close to the bed, waiting for the master to wake up...

When Ji Mo woke up, he was wondering that he didn't hear the voice of the maid who brought him breakfast, when he heard a low voice beside him: "Master, you are awake, and this subordinate is waiting for you to wash up."

"No, why are you here? Don't you secretly protect me?" At the end of the season, he turned to the source of the voice, "Your subordinates will hide when you need secret protection."

Ji Mo nodded, but didn't ask the people in the palace if they knew and what their reaction was.

He wanted to roll out of bed, but a pair of arms picked him up: "The subordinate has surpassed"

Ji Mo sneered from the bottom of his heart, since he felt that he was overstepping, then do it after asking, since you are still haunted, please give me convenience, let me see, are you a god or a demon, sunshine or sword light...

Ying Yi pushed him to the washbasin, and Ji Mo felt his hands run through his hair, which hadn't been combed for a long time, and there were knotted messy hair everywhere, even dirty hair.

"After the master has finished eating, will this subordinate take you to take a bath?"

At the end of the season, his fingers touched the warm water, and his fingertips trembled slightly. Compared with cold water, the temperature gave him the illusion of being burned again...

He nodded slightly, covering the hair on his face, which was gently tied up by the hands holding the sword, just like yesterday, Yingyi served him after breakfast, and the diet was very light, because he did not eat greasy food for a long time , eating greasy food will make you want to vomit...

Ying Yi replaced Ji Mo's hard and cold quilt with a brand new and soft bed, then pushed Ji Mo to the back mountain, where there was a natural hot spring, he remembered.

The mountain road is not easy to push, so Ying Yi carried Ji Mo on his back and used light work to reach the destination, but the weight of the hands made Ying Yi tremble in the end. It was too light, as if there was nothing. At this time, it was mostly "the spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day" in high spirits, and the master didn't even eat a few meals when he was full.

After arriving at the hot spring, Yingyi put down the end of the season: "The pool is in front of you, you can wash yourself, and your subordinates are waiting for you not far away"

While talking, he handed some toiletries to Ji Mo's hand, the master doesn't like someone to be there while washing, this rule, Ying Yi knows...

But at the end of the season, he suddenly asked: "Aren't you going to wash?"

Ying Yi replied: "This is against the rules." How can the master and the attendants share a bath? This is a transgression.

"Wipe me off, will you?"

Ying Yi turned around and said respectfully: "Of order."

An unknown smile flashed across the corner of Ji Mo's mouth, took off his clothes, and slowly submerged his body into the lake.

Ying Yi soaked the towel, and in the steaming mist, he saw Ji Mo's body clearly, his usually calm face flashed with an unconcealed killing intent, his fingertips trembled a few times, silently and softly Scrubbing at the end of the season, the thin ribs that are so thin and the bruises on the pale skin look so hideous, new wounds are not healed and old wounds are added, his mind quickly skips all the people in the house...