On how abusive essays become sweet essays

In the gazebo in the courtyard, there were cakes on the stone table, the servant stood beside him, holding a lantern in his hand, Chu Hao also sat on the edge of the stone table, and Jun Cheng stood behind him.

"If Lord Hou doesn't come again, Xianyun will think that Lord Hou has forgotten about these people in our backyard." Qiao Xianyun's hands are well maintained, white and delicate, with well-defined joints, and the movements of holding a teacup and pouring tea are pleasing to the eye .

Qiao Xianyun pushed the teacup in front of Chu Haoyi.

Chu Hao also took it, with a frivolous smile on his lips, and rubbed his fingertips on the edge of the cup, "How come? Qiao Qiao is such a beauty, once you see it, you will never forget it. Not long ago, the Wang family Young Master, don’t you just come to my Marquis Mansion every day, just to have a look at you.”

Qiao Xianyun glanced at Jun Cheng who was behind Chu Haoyi, and said, "Master Hou was joking, but I heard that Master Hou has new people around him recently, so Xianyun thought that Master Hou didn't miss us old people anymore."

"Is this about Jun Cheng?" Chu Hao also asked.

Qiao Xianyun didn't answer, but Jun Cheng lowered his eyes and remained silent, like a stone statue.

"Jun Cheng is my guard, how can he be the same as you." Chu Hao also said in a loud voice.

Jun Cheng glanced at him, only half of the man's side face could be seen, the lightly drooping eyelashes were curled up, and there was a plausible smile on his lips, like the charming spirit in the legend, dangerous but irresistible Attractiveness that makes one's chest burn at a glance.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he noticed a gaze from the opposite side. He raised his eyes and met Qiao Xianyun's gaze.

Chu Hao also said a few words to Qiao Xianyun, saying that he didn't want to listen to the piano, so Qiao Xianyun said to read to him, usually Chu Hao also came here to sit for about an hour, and that's how he used to pass the time.

In the past, he often came to the backyard. Qiao Xianyun was ready to have sex with him when he entered Chu Haoyi's mansion, but after so many days, it seemed that Chu Hao had never stayed in the backyard, slowly. He got used to it.

But now this balance has been broken by the arrival of Jun Cheng.

This person stayed by Chu Haoyi's side, so much that Chu Haoyi trusted him, and he was stuck with Chu Haoyi every day, so that Chu Haoyi hadn't come to the backyard for more than half a month, which made them feel crisis.

Qiao Xianyun's voice is soft and thin, but not feminine, more like a scholar's gentleness, he found someone to find the script, opened the script and read it, it was nothing more than a matter of love and love.

It’s about a scholar who got married at a very young age, and his family used their savings to support him in the examination for fame, but after he became famous, he married a wealthy daughter. , the story of the three of them finally achieving a positive result.

Qiao Xianyun read for half an hour, and his voice became a little hoarse. Chu Hao also pushed the tea in front of him: "Take a rest."

"Thank you, Marquis." Qiao Xianyun took the water glass, put it to his lips and sipped it, and said, "The scholar in the story book is kind and righteous."

"Oh?" Chu Hao also raised his eyebrows, "Jun Cheng, what do you think?"

Jun Cheng was hidden behind Chu Haoyi, and he couldn't even feel his breath when he was not speaking. He said, "I don't think so."

Chu Hao also asked, "What do you mean by that?"

The scholar Jun Chengdao let down the two women who loved him, which is really not a gentleman's doing.

Qiao Xianyun felt that what he said was wrong, and retorted: "He never abandoned his first wife, so how can he live up to that?"

Chu Hao also served tea and watched the fire from the other side.

Jun Cheng only said: "Everyone has their own opinions."

Qiao Xianyun seemed to have punched the cotton, feeling very happy.

Chu Haoyi couldn't help but smile a little: "Jun Cheng, Jun Cheng, arguing with you is so boring."

Before the war started, Jun Cheng had put out the fire with a bucket of water.

Jun Chengdao: "Why bother to fight for the quickness of the tongue, even if the mouth is convinced, the heart is also dissatisfied. It's just a waste of words."

Chu Haoyi: "It makes sense—you just bow your head."

Jun Cheng glanced at him because he didn't understand, with the shadow of candle flames in his eyes, he lowered his head, the next moment, he felt his head move, Chu Hao also touched his hair with his fingertips, and his palm slid down to the side of his face, The slightly cool fingertips caressed, and then, before he could react, he let go of his hand.

"This appearance is so beautiful, but what he said is really irritating." Chu Hao also said.

Jun Cheng pursed his lips, and stopped wanting to touch the side of his face that Chu Haoyi had touched, and said, "No matter how beautiful your skin is, it's just a skin."

"Qiao Qiao, what do you think?" Chu Hao also didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, but he wanted to have fun between the two of them.

Qiao Xianyun said: "Master Hou likes it, that would be the best."

"Look, Qiao Qiao can talk a lot." Chu Hao also said to Jun Cheng.

Qiao Xianyun was a little dissatisfied with his attitude towards the two of them, especially the intimacy and ambiguity that Chu Haoyi had raised his hand to Jun Cheng just now.

He squeezed the cup tightly, Chu Hao also treats Jun Cheng differently.

This person is dangerous.

He must monopolize Chu Haoyi's favor, this is the value of his existence here.

"It's just to please you." Jun Cheng said lightly, without any sarcasm, just stating the facts.

Chu Hao didn't get angry, but laughed.

Qiao Xianyun clenched the cup tightly in her hand: "Master Hou, in two days it will be time to go to Puyun Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha to visit his wife, Master Hou...do you have any plans?"

Going to Puyun Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha is what Chu Haoyi would do every once in a while. It was not because he believed in Buddhism, but because his mother was there. Yun Temple worships Buddha and doesn't want to care about the world anymore.

In the past, Chu Hao would bring his entourage and go low-key, and this time it was the same, but when Qiao Xianyun asked this, it was obvious that he wanted to say something.

"Can you--take Xianyun with you?" Qiao Xianyun asked tentatively, "Xianyun also wants to pray for Lord Hou."

"Qiao Qiao is so kind, I really can't bear to refuse it." Chu Hao also stood up and sighed, "It's getting late, let's rest earlier."

When he turned around, he patted Jun Cheng's thin waist.

Jun Cheng was dressed in black, with a tight waist and a tall and straight figure. When Chu Haoyi slapped him, his whole body suddenly tensed up.

Chu Hao also patted him casually, passed him and walked out of the yard.

Jun Cheng pursed his lips again.

……frivolous.

-

Half a month ago, Jun Cheng moved from his remote small courtyard to the wing room in Chu Haoyi's courtyard. When he was about to sleep at night, footsteps came from the door, and they stopped in front of his door from far to near.

Jun Cheng immediately became vigilant.

"Young Master Jun Cheng, have you rested yet?" came the voice of a servant from the mansion outside the door.

The light in Juncheng's room had been blown out, but walking at night was not a problem for him. He got out of bed, put on his coat, went to the door and opened it, and saw people outside.

The servant took a step back, saluted and said, "Master Hou wants to see you."

"See me?" Jun Cheng glanced at the sky, at this hour, it was almost time to fall asleep.

Boy: "Yes, please come with me, my lord."

Jun Cheng went out and closed the door, and tidied up his clothes while walking.

I don't know what kind of trouble this young master is making.

He has been by Chu Haoyi's side these days, and he has also figured out some of Chu Haoyi's temperament. Sometimes he is as naughty as a child, and sometimes he is hard to see through. Most of the time he is gentle... and frivolous, with changeable emotions. Just like that shower, it comes as soon as it is said, and it comes out as soon as it is thought about.

Jun Cheng was led into the room, and the sound of water came from inside. He was taken aback for a moment, but before he could recover from the scene, he heard the servant behind him urging: "Young master, go quickly, don't tell Lord Hou to wait." , the servant is right outside the door, you can call me if you have something to do."

After finishing speaking, the young man withdrew from the door and closed the door.

Behind the screen in the room, water mist lingered, Chu Hao also leaned against the side of the bathtub, and he pursed his lips when he heard the voice behind him.

"Jun Cheng?" He tilted his head, a strand of long black hair slipped from his cheeks, the mist obscured his outline, and the corners of his lips were slightly drawn playfully.

A figure appeared behind the screen, Jun Cheng turned sideways to the screen, and the candlelight reflected his figure on the screen: "This subordinate is here."

Chu Hao also moved the water to pour on his shoulders, and there was an imaginative sound of water in the room, and he said, "Come in."

Jun Cheng: "This is inappropriate."

Chu Hao also asked: "What's wrong?"

Jun Cheng didn't know what to say, his face standing behind the screen seemed to be reddened by the heat in the room.

"Come in and serve me." Chu Hao also said.

The incense on the side permeates the room, and the faint fragrance stimulates people's nerves even more.

Seeing that Jun Cheng remained silent for a long time, Chu Hao also said, "I'm not a woman, and neither are you. What are you afraid of?"

Chu Hao is also a bad thing. At first glance, what he said sounds fine, but in fact, he is specifically trying to trick that honest poor man.

He is indeed not a woman, but what he likes is a man.

In this scene, Jun Cheng couldn't think normally, and was led into the ditch by him. He gritted his teeth and walked out from behind the screen. The scene in front of him was instantly clear.

Chu Hao also rested his elbows on the side of the bathtub, propped his head, his body shape was not white, his chest submerged in the water could faintly show muscle lines, his arms were just right and strong, his black hair was tied behind his head, and he looked more mature than in the daytime. A little casual.

He tilted his head to look at Jun Cheng, and smiled: "Come here."

Juncheng: "..."

Jun Cheng lowered his eyes and walked to him.

There was a plate next to it with a handkerchief on it. Chu Hao also motioned him to use the handkerchief to rub his back. Jun Cheng said, "I haven't given anyone a bath before. I'd better find..."

"Juncheng." Chu Hao also interrupted him, "I'll let you rub."

Jun Cheng pursed his lips: "...Yes."

He picked up the handkerchief and began to work hard. He brushed away a few strands of hair on Chu Haoyi's neck, and brushed the back of Chu Haoyi's neck with his fingertips inadvertently. The other party didn't seem to feel it. sweating.

He dipped the veil in water and rubbed his back.

"Hmm..." Chu Haoyi let out a soft moan from his nose. The back of Jun Cheng's hand was tense, and he couldn't control the strength in his hand. He wiped it hard, and the bath kerchief drew a red mark on his back. .

Chu Hao also took a deep breath.

No, no, he just teased Jun Cheng, is it worth taking revenge on him like this? ? ?

"Master Hou." Jun Cheng hurriedly moved his hand away, "This subordinate is stupid, please punish Master Hou."

Chu Hao also had a faint burning pain on his back, but it was still within the tolerance range.

People who practice martial arts have strong hands.

He chuckled lightly: "I looked at that unreasonable person?"

Unknown, Jun Cheng raised his head, touched Chu Haoyi's faint eyes, and then ducked down to avoid them, but saw a few strands of black hair falling from his shoulders, and he hurriedly looked away.

Chu Hao also turned his head back, put his hands on the edge of the tub, and said indifferently: "Go on."

Jun Cheng's Adam's apple rolled, feeling a little hot, he tugged at the neckline, and continued to rub his back, and he was in an extremely tense state from now on, fearing that if he was not careful, he would hurt the little lord.

Fragile as a china doll.

After rubbing it like this, the skin turned red.

Looking at the red mark on his back, Jun Cheng couldn't help but glanced a few times. His heart was hot, his back was stiff, and he realized that something was wrong. He was a little flustered, but his face was still tightly pressed and did not show anything. .

After the rubbing was almost done, Jun Cheng put down his handkerchief and got up to leave, only to hear the sound of water splashing, Chu Hao also got up from the water, Jun Cheng's pupils constricted, and he quickly closed his eyes.

The rustling sounds in his ears were amplified, and he could even imagine that Chu Hao was drying himself off and getting dressed.

Little Hou Ye is really out of character, to be so open-minded.

The dishonest young master put on his clothes: "Come with me to Puyun Temple in two days."

Jun Cheng looked down at his toes: "Yes."

A pair of feet appeared in sight.

Chu Hao also stood in front of him barefoot, only wearing a piece of clothing outside, the collar of the collar was loosely draped over his shoulders, and the rope around his waist was tied casually.

"Look up." Chu Hao also said.

He looked at the man with his head bowed in front of him, and felt a little emotion from him, like a panicked rabbit in the jungle. It was really interesting.

Would such a rough man be shy even in such a small situation?

Jun Cheng raised his head according to his words. His skin was not white, but his blushing was not so obvious - but the premise was that his red face was not so red that it looked like he had been scalded, and the top of his head could smoke.

The candlelight fell on his face, his stern face was stained with embarrassment, like a lost lamb.

"The subordinates retreat first." He said, "Master Hou is good to rest."

After all, Jun Cheng hurriedly walked out the door, as if there was an evil ghost demanding his life behind him.

"Wait." Chu Hao also stopped him.

Jun Cheng stopped in front of the door, and the smell of the incense in the room penetrated his nostrils. He couldn't help wondering what it smelled like, and why it smelled so good.

"What else is there for Master Hou?" He didn't realize that when he was bathing Chu Haoyi, a petal got on his side hair.

Extraordinarily...handsome.

Chu Hao also stretched out his hand and touched the tip of his ear. Jun Cheng grabbed his hand with a little force, but he struggled a bit, and Jun Cheng let go.

He showed the petals to Jun Cheng: "Does Jun Cheng want to wear this back?"

Jun Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and his face turned red immediately, "Thank you, Lord Hou, this subordinate will leave."

The voice fell in the room, and the man rushed out the door, as if his butt was being burned, the servant at the door was full of doubts, and Chu Hao inside the door was also supporting the table, laughing silently until his shoulders trembled.

What a big baby this is, interesting, really interesting.

He held the petal between his index finger and middle finger, and kissed it on his lips.

The petals fell to the ground, and Chu Hao also walked in barefoot, ordering someone to bring water to wash his feet.

On the day when the Hou Mansion went out to burn incense and worship Buddha, before dawn, the carriages were ready outside the main gate, and the servants from all over the Hou Mansion were busy in and out of the mansion.

Chu Hao also washed up, finished his breakfast, and prepared to go out with a group of people.

There were not many people traveling this time, except for a few guards he brought along, there were only Jun Cheng and Qiao Xianyun. Qiao Xianyun usually liked bright colors and was unrestrained, but today he was wearing plain clothes.

At the gate of the mansion, several men stood in front of the gate, followed by followers.

The men stood together, each with its own merits, without exception, they were all very good-looking, some were weak, some were strong, and there were also men with a white and tender appearance of scholars, they surrounded Chu Haoyi.

"Master Hou, be careful on this trip. I prepared a cape for Master Hou. I hope Master Hou will not dislike you." The man with the appearance of a scholar handed over a light-colored cloak.

Chu Hao also accepted it: "I have a heart."

"Master Hou, I asked the kitchen to make some pastries, you can take them with you." The tall and handsome man carried the food box and handed it to Chu Haoyi.

Chu Hao also never refuses anyone who comes. He accepts whatever is given to him, and throws it to Jun Cheng behind him. Jun Cheng carries the things without any complaints. With a sense of oppression.

No one clings to Chu Hao today, precisely because there is such an evil spirit by his side.

Chu Hao is not afraid of Jun Cheng's serious aura, but other people are. Martial arts practitioners have a sense of righteousness, and a casual glance exudes coercion, and even those who are more sensitive can feel the danger.

After dawdling at the gate for a while, the group set off.

The carriage gradually moved away, and the distance from the mansion became farther and farther.

On the way, Chu Hao also sat alone in the carriage, and Jun Cheng rode beside the carriage.

The temple was not far away, and it took them half a day to arrive. A monk from Puyun Temple came out to greet him. Chu Hao also asked his followers to donate incense money, and led Jun Cheng and Qiao Xianyun to worship Buddha first.

There were monks everywhere in the temple, and the abbot knew the identities of Chu Haoyi and his party, and after Chu Haoyi finished worshiping the Buddha, he said, "Madam, everything is well here, may benefactor Chu go and see?"

"Thank you." Chu Hao also followed him and no one followed.

He and his mother are not close. Since his father and brother passed away, there have been fewer opportunities for him to meet his mother. In fact, there is nothing to say. The mother and son sit together, separated by a table, and the distance between them is very small. It seems to be infinitely far away, comparable to a stranger.

The two exchanged a few words as usual, Chu Hao also left, and the nanny who served his mother stopped him when he went out.

"Little Lord, little Lord, wait a minute."

Chu Hao also turned his head: "Nurse Zhang, what's wrong?"

Nanny Zhang said: "You came with that Su Tingxuan?"

Su Tingxuan?

Chu Hao also paused: "He's here too?"

Nanny Zhang nodded: "Oh... I also came to visit my wife, this Mr. Su is really caring..."

Nanny Zhang was still talking, but Chu Haoyi hadn't listened carefully. He recalled that nightmare in his mind——

Su Tingxuan, the son of Prime Minister of the Left, met Liang Yan in the temple. Su Tingxuan saw Liang Yan familiar with his back, so he wanted to go to have a look, but was blocked by other things, and missed the encounter, but he had a grudge against him, so So I asked someone to check, and found that there were also Chu Haoyi and his party who went to the temple that day, and then they came to visit...

-

"Young Master Jun, why don't we just write off what happened earlier?" Qiao Xianyun stood in front of Jun Cheng, her eyes seemed to be watery, watery when she looked at people.

In the courtyard of the temple, the two sat under the tree, the wind blowing the fallen leaves on the ground, rustling.

Jun Cheng's face remained unchanged and he said, "Young Master Qiao, don't worry about it. I hurt you. How is your health?"

Qiao Xianyun tilted her head and coughed twice: "It's okay, my body is weak, fortunately, Master Hou takes good care of me, and all the medicines I use are good ones. This disease comes and goes quickly."

Not far away, a man wearing a blue dress was walking slowly around the scenery in the temple. Qiao Xianyun caught a glimpse of it, and his breathing was disordered for two beats. He glanced at Juncheng, rolled his eyes, and said, "Why don't you go first?" Look at Lord Hou."

"Aren't you going?" Jun Cheng hesitated to ask.

Qiao Xianyun shook her head: "I'm tired now, let's take a rest first."

"Forget it." Jun Cheng stood up, Qiao Xianyun pointed him in the direction, and Jun Cheng left.

Qiao Xianyun was about to walk towards the man in Tsing Yi, but he saw that he was looking in Jun Cheng's direction, and then quickly walked towards Jun Cheng.

Qiao Xianyun paused.

Chu Hao also ran into Jun Cheng on the way back, Jun Cheng cupped his hands, and Dao was going to find him.

"Did you meet anyone when you came here?" Chu Hao also asked Jun Cheng.

Jun Chengdao: "I met two monks and they pointed me in the direction."

Chu Haoyi: "Except for them?"

Jun Cheng shook his head: "It's gone."

He didn't know why Chu Haoyi asked this question, but there was still a hint of gloom between his brows.

Chu Hao was also silent for a while, and said, "Go back."

Jun Cheng saw that he was in a bad mood after visiting his mother, so he didn't speak, and followed him silently.

On the way back, the weather was calm. Qiao Xianyun wanted to rest for a while, but the carriage stopped on the mountainside, and the dust was blowing up. After a while, the group dismounted and sat in the open space on one side.

Chu Hao also opened the curtain of the carriage: "Jun Cheng, come here."

Just as Jun Cheng tied his horse, he heard the words and walked over. Chu Hao also let him get into the carriage. Jun Cheng quickly got into the carriage, opened the curtain of the carriage, and bent over to get in.

Seeing this not far away, Qiao Xianyun bit her lips, "Yuedong, can Lord Hou let others get into his carriage?"

Yuedong is Qiao Xianyun's servant, holding Qiao Xianyun's cloak in his hand, seeing the master's expression is not good, he said: "Mr. .”

Qiao Xianyun chuckled softly, his voice was hoarse, and he shook his head: "No, Master Hou really has his heart set on Jun Cheng."

There was a dark light in his eyes.

-

The light inside the carriage is not as bright as outside, the space is narrow, and the light fragrance of Chu Haoyi's body is everywhere inside, Jun Cheng is at a loss, which inevitably reminds him of the night two days ago, the red marks on his back, the beating heart A little faster.

Jun Cheng tried his best to stabilize his mind: "Master Hou, no."

Chu Hao also leaned forward: "Why not?"

Jun Cheng: "Master Hou..."

Chu Hao also smiled lowly: "Open your mouth."

Unconsciously, Jun Cheng did as he said, stuffed a piece of sweet pastry into his mouth, he rolled the pastry in, and for a while, the tip of his tongue touched Chu Haoyi's fingertips.

He caught his breath.

"How does it taste?" Chu Hao didn't seem to care, he held the next piece of pastry and put it on his lips.

Jun Cheng grabbed his wrist.

Chu Hao also raised his eyes, Jun Cheng chewed twice, his cheeks twitched, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the pastry in his mouth.

"Master Hou, I'll wipe your hands for you," he said.

Chu Haoyi: "It's okay, just wipe it after eating."

Jun Cheng let go of his hand, and watched Chu Haoyi put the pastry into his mouth without blinking. His red lips were stained with some finely crushed pastry crumbs.

Chu Hao also squinted his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

Jun Cheng's ears were burning, and he looked away, not daring to look any more.

How could this be so!

"That's right, Xiaobai's favorite food always tastes good." Chu Hao also said.

Xiao Bai was the nickname of the man who brought him pastries.

Chu Hao couldn’t remember their names. Xiaobai likes to wear white clothes the most, without a trace of dust, elegant and pure. The only thing that makes him smell like a mortal is this food. He loves food very much. I haven’t seen him for half a month. It will be able to round a circle.

"Eat another piece." Chu Hao also said to Jun.

Jun Cheng sat up straight, shook his head and said: "This subordinate is not hungry, this is brought to Lord Hou by the young masters in the mansion, Lord Hou, eat it, don't waste the hearts of the young masters."

"What's the waste? As long as this food is in the stomach, it's not a waste." Chu Hao also said, "It's so delicious, even if you eat too much, you'll still get tired. Please help me and share it."

Jun Cheng still shook his head.

Seeing this, Chu Hao took another piece and put it near Jun Cheng's mouth: "Does Jun Cheng not like it?"

"I like it—" Jun Cheng put a piece of pastry in his mouth before finishing his sentence.

Chu Hao also smiled at the corner of his mouth, his starry eyes twinkled, and he pinched the pastry with his index finger and thumb, "Eat it if you like it, there are plenty in the house if you want to eat it."

The pastry was already in his mouth, it was impossible for Jun Cheng to push it out, and he was speechless, so he had to let go of his mouth so that Chu Hao could stuff the pastry in.

A piece of pastry fell into his mouth, but Chu Haoyi didn't back away. He wiped the corner of Jun Cheng's mouth with his thumb: "Jun Cheng's mouth is soft."

Jun Cheng's mind was in a mess, he lowered his eyes and turned his face away and said: "Master Hou, this is not appropriate."

"What's wrong?" Chu Hao also asked him, "I just saw something on your mouth, so I wiped it off for you."

Jun Cheng glanced at him, licked the lingering touch on his lower lip, licked his lips, pulled out the silk from his waist, held Chu Haoyi's hand, and helped him wipe off the pastry crumbs on his fingertips .

The man lowered his eyes halfway, his earnest expression made the profile of his profile even more stern, hidden sharpness, very charming.

Chu Hao also held his cheek and smiled.

So handsome.

"Have you ever thought of your past memories?" Chu Hao also asked casually.

During this period of time, when Jun Cheng was going to sleep at night, some images seemed to appear in his mind, but they were not real. He thought about it, but it was useless. He felt that there was no need to say it, so he shook his head and said, "Never."

Chu Hao was also thoughtful.

If one boldly guesses that the nightmare is real, Jun Cheng is the Nanning King Liang Yan, and Chu Hao also cannot let him go back easily. He still has many worries at present.

One is whether Jun Cheng returned to the capital, whether the emperor summoned him, and whether the emperor knew about his assassination. Their Houfu has been in a sensitive period, and Chu Hao has been silent for a long time.

Now that the King of Nanning came back, but did not return to the capital, I don’t know if this amnesia can be cured. The doctors that Chu Hao also consulted all said that it can only depend on luck. It would also be dangerous.

Second, if Jun Cheng is Nanning Wang Liangyan, then he is a member of the royal family. It is a good thing that Chu Hao also saved him, but the scene of saving him is really——and now he still has people as guards by his side.

In short, this matter needs a lot of consideration, let nature take its course first, it is best for Jun Cheng to recall everything, thinking that with Jun Cheng's temperament, his situation will be much better.

The two were sitting in the carriage when they suddenly heard a sharp wind, followed by screams, and the voice of a guard came from outside. Jun Cheng reacted quickly, his eyes narrowed, and he turned his head and said to Chu Hao, "Don't go out!" ", then opened the curtain.

There was a mess outside, and a masked man in rough linen came out from the grass, holding a sword, and rushed over without saying a word. Jun Cheng touched the knife at his waist, turned over and got out of the carriage.

Chu Hao also leaned back against the carriage.

Sure enough... is it here?

This is one of the plots. Chu Hao also agreed to Qiao Xianyun to come to the temple with him at first, but he also had a tentative mind.

They will be assassinated along the way, Jun Cheng is fine, but will be framed by those who assassinated them.

The movement outside stopped.

A pair of slender white hands protruded from the curtain of the carriage. Chu Hao also stepped out of the carriage. Those people were already crushed to the ground by their uniforms. As soon as Chu Haoyi came out, the guards all looked at him.

He stood on the carriage, looking down at the crowd, with a noble demeanor looking down on the world.

"Master Hou..." Qiao Xianyun walked over, looking up at Chu Haoyi like a frightened deer.

Chu Hao also bent down, raised his fingertips to his lips, and said "shh", "You're frightened, look at this little face, it's so pale, it makes my heart ache."

Qiao Xianyun felt that Chu Haoyi's aura frightened him, but he couldn't feel anything wrong.

Chu Hao also didn't care about soiling his clothes, so he sat down in the carriage driving the horse, let Qiao Xianyun get out of the way, and motioned for Jun Cheng to interrogate.

Jun Cheng glanced at Qiao Xianyun, then lowered his head and asked the person caught by him where he came from and why he attacked Chu Haoyi. At the same time, images kept popping up in his mind, and his memory was slightly confused. But there was no abnormality on his face.

The scene of fighting made him feel very familiar, and the feeling of being assassinated also made him feel familiar.

"I don't know it's Lord Hou, please let us go, we are the hunters at the foot of the mountain, we thought you were here to poach, please—"

"Say!" Jun Cheng frowned fiercely, the dagger was close to the man's face, and patted on his face, "Why did you assassinate Lord Hou?"

His eyes were dark, and his aura suddenly changed.

The aura of someone who has killed someone is different from that of someone who has not. Jun Cheng can tell at a glance that he is someone who is carrying his life on his back, just like the fierce and decisive person of the desperado.

Qiao Xianyun turned her face away with a guilty conscience.

"Yes...it was you, you instructed us!" The other person said first, and he looked at Chu Haoyi, "My lord, it was him who asked us to come..."

Jun Cheng frowned and looked at Chu Haoyi.

"Do you know the nature of water?" Chu Haoyi asked suddenly.

The question was abrupt, and the man subconsciously shook his head.

Chu Hao also waved his hand: "Throw it into the river, the rest... whoever lies again, will end up with him."

His behavior was more like a bandit than that bandit.

The guards really wanted to throw someone into the water. The person's life was at stake. To be honest, they didn't know who it was.

I didn't expect that this place was full of Lianjiazi.

Chu Hao also asked them to push him to see him off. He got up and stretched his waist, slipped and fell forward. He could stand still, but he saw a black shadow coming towards him from the corner of his eye, so he let it go one time.

then--

With the sound of "tearing", Chu Haoyi's waist was cut with a knife, blood seeped out instantly, he let out a muffled grunt, this time the weight of his body was really leaning on the person in front of him.

Jun Cheng supported Chu Haoyi in a daze, and realized that he was in a hurry to pick up someone just now, but he forgot to put away the knife in his hand, and unexpectedly——

He held Chu Haoyi's waist, and was so close to Chu Haoyi for the first time, but without any ambiguous thoughts, his hands trembled twice, he threw away the bloody knife, and covered Chu Haoyi's waist.

"Hou Ye—" His voice trembled at the end.

A person who never complained of pain no matter how badly he was injured, now not only felt scared, but also felt extremely distressed.

The little dude has delicate skin and tender flesh, delicate and precious, but he was injured in this way, why didn't he pay attention to the knife in his hand just now?

"Master Hou!" Qiao Xianyun exclaimed beside him.

Chu Hao was not injured by the assassin, but was injured by his own people. He leaned on Jun Cheng's shoulder, panting lightly.

Careless.

They arrived at the hospital, and after emergency treatment, the cloth strips binding the wound were torn off. Chu Hao also sat in the hospital and took off his coat. The white obscene clothes inside were stuck together by blood and skin, and his waist was torn open. The scarlet blood stained the clothes, red and white, visually exciting.

Chu Hao also found Qiao Xianyun and the others annoyed by their quarrel, so he sent them away first, leaving only the culprit, Jun Cheng.

Qiao Xianyun felt that Chu Hao also left him alone to settle accounts, so he didn't say much.

The doctor in the hospital treated Chu Haoyi's wound. Jun Cheng watched from the side, and saw Chu Haoyi frowned and clenched his hands into fists.

"Hurry up, doctor, I can bear it." Chu Hao also didn't like this kind of slow pain, he just wanted to bandage it up quickly.

"It needs stitches, so don't worry." The doctor said with a sigh, "It's a good thing this injury is just a flesh injury—"

Chu Hao also listened to the doctor's nagging, and suddenly looked at Jun Cheng, "Jun Cheng."

Jun Cheng raised his eyes and took a step forward: "This subordinate is here."

"Can you suture wounds?" Chu Hao also asked.

Doctor: "If the young master can't believe the old man's eyes, there are still old man's apprentices behind him."

Jun Cheng has already answered subconsciously: "Yes."

"Doctor, it's not that I don't trust you." Chu Haoyi can still laugh at this moment, "But I have to let him take responsibility for my injury to the end, otherwise he will feel very guilty."

The doctor started talking again, and finally let Jun Cheng do it.

Jun Cheng's hand was very steady, and Chu Haoyi put the medicine there, it didn't hurt that much, it was a little numb, but he could still feel the needle and thread passing through the flesh, he was very relieved, staring at Jun Cheng's face the whole time, The line of sight is strong and intrusive.

Jun Cheng could feel his gaze, but he still didn't dare to distract himself.

There was no one in the medical hall, and occasionally one or two people could be heard outside to get the medicine. The stitching was completed quickly, Jun Cheng tied a knot, Chu Hao also looked down, and the stitch was beautiful.

"Maybe there will be scars." Jun Cheng said, before the doctor came, he took the medicine to identify it, and then skillfully applied the medicine to Chu Haoyi.

Chu Hao also asked: "Are you familiar with these?"

Jun Cheng was taken aback, and stopped his movements.

Indeed, everything seems to be a conditioned reflex, Jun Cheng frowned, and his head hurts.

He held his forehead, and pressed the blood on his forehead to his forehead.

A hand was forcefully inserted into his black hair, forcing him to raise his head, his deep eyes revealing a little bewilderment.

Chu Haoyi: "If you can't remember it, then don't think about it."

Jun Cheng slowed down for a while before he came to his senses: "...Okay."

Chu Haoyi: "I will help you retrieve your memory."

Jun Cheng: "Thank you, Lord Marquis."

He applied medicine to Chu Haoyi, and his hands would inevitably touch his skin. Every time Jun Cheng touched it, his heart beat faster, and the place he touched seemed to be on fire. When he applied medicine to Chu Haoyi, his back I broke out in a sweat.

The wound was blocked by gauze, but Jun Cheng still remembered the appearance of the wound.

Young Lord Hou didn't deserve this kind of injury.

He didn't want the young master to get hurt either, he thought the young master was actually a very good person.

……

"Fortunately, it's just a flesh injury, and it will be healed after a while. For a while, remember to avoid eating spicy and stimulating things... This is the list, just follow the above prescription."

The doctor talked for a long time and gave them some medicine. After he finished speaking, Chu Hao also asked the doctor if he could change his clothes here.

It was also impossible for Chu Hao to go back wearing the blood-stained and torn clothes, so he threw the money bag to Jun Cheng and asked him to buy two clothes at will, and changed his own by the way. Jun Cheng declined.

Chu Hao also touched his waist, touched his hand with blood, and said that if he was dressed like this, others would think he had killed someone.

Jun Cheng went to a clothing store, didn't linger much, and came back soon, and obediently bought two pieces of clothes. He hadn't paid the monthly money yet, but he used Chu Haoyi's money.