How can a thousand crematoriums be enough?

"hiss......"

Passing by the main hall, Yu Zhu suddenly heard a whisper from the room.Very light, very light, presumably the owner of the voice did not want others to hear it.

The voice was very familiar, it was Yu Mao who had disappeared for almost a day.

Hearing that sound, there is a high probability that he was injured.

Yu Zhu stood there for a while. Logically, since the other party was hiding and didn't want others to know, he pretended not to hear and left.

But for some reason, I was inexplicably worried, and wanted to see the injury to be at ease.

The door was suddenly pushed open gently, and a little furry head poked out from the crack of the door.

Yu Mao poked his head out cautiously, wanting to see if there was anyone outside, but he met the eyes of Yu Zhu at the door.

"..."

In the next second, that head shrank back again, very fast, but Yu Zhu could still see clearly that there were several large bruises on Yu Mao's face, and there was even a serious bruise oozing out of it. Blood.

The pretty brows frowned, the other party is the prince, who is so bold to make a move?

At this time, that head popped out again, glanced at Yu Zhu, and said softly, "Master Yu Zhu, you must not tell Grandma Huang about my injury, I don't want her to worry."

Yu Zhu's brows frowned even tighter, and the other party's voice became hoarse, presumably because of injury to the vocal cords.

The body stopped the door that was about to close again one step faster than the brain, Yu Zhu said lightly, "I will treat the wound for the Ninth Prince."

Yu Mao glanced at Yu Zhu, and wanted to smile to express his gratitude, but when the bruise on his face was affected, his expression became distorted in an instant, and he looked a little funny.

There is no medicine box in Yumao's room, and the first time he probed just now, he wanted to sneak out to find the medicine box.

Yu Zhu fetched the medicine box from her room, and when she came back, she saw that Yu Mao had already stripped down to her dirty clothes and trousers.

"...What does the Ninth Prince take off his clothes?"

Yu Mao paused, raised his head to look at Yu Zhu, his watery eyes looked very innocent, and asked a little puzzled, "Didn't you say you need to take medicine?"

It was only then that Yu Zhu realized that since there was an injury on the face, there was probably an injury on the body as well.

Fortunately, there is a heater in the house, so even if you only wear dirty clothes, you won't be too cold.

Open the medicine chest and sit down at the table.Yu Mao consciously sat on the chair opposite Yu Zhu, and brought his bruised face closer.

The cotton swab was stained with medicinal powder and touched the place where the blood oozes.

Feeling the tingling pain, Yu Mao shrank his neck subconsciously, sucked in the cold air in a low voice, and looked very pitiful with tears in his eyes.

The movements of his hands unconsciously became lighter, Yu Zhu himself was surprised for a moment, he actually cared whether the Ninth Prince was in pain or not?

He thought the wound on his face was scary enough, but when Yu Mao untied his belt, Yu Zhu realized that the Ninth Prince didn't even have a piece of good flesh on him.

On the arms, on the back, and on the stomach, there were bruises all over, big and small connected together.

Especially the abdomen, which was congested and purple and black, it was like killing him.

Seeing Yu Zhu, Yu Mao just looked at it like this, didn't move, felt a little uncomfortable, pinched the corner of his clothes, and said softly, "Master Yu Zhu?"

Yu Zhu came back to her senses, and responded in a low voice, "Ninth Prince, please don't move around, it will hurt a little."

"Well, good." Yu Mao lay down on the bed, when his back felt cold just after laying down, Yu Zhu covered it with his hands, and rubbed the medicinal wine that had just been poured.

"Hiss... um..." Yu Mao burst into tears from the pain, and big drops fell on the bed, but he was still very obedient and didn't move.

He turned his head and looked at Yuzhu pitifully, "Master Yuzhu, how long will it take to knead?"

"..." Yu Zhu paused.

The corners of the Ninth Prince's eyes were red, the tears were still wet, his rosy lips were pouting in aggrieved way, his voice was still soft although a little hoarse.

How should I describe that feeling?

so cute?

Want to bully?

In an instant, Yu Zhu suddenly understood why his senior brothers always liked to tease the little milk cat with feathers, seeing that the little milk cat showed grievance because it couldn't catch it.

"...in a while." Chasing away that unrealistic thought from her mind, Yu Zhu still had no expression on her face.

When Yu Mao heard what the other party said, he could only grit his teeth and continue to bear it, but the fine cockroaches in his mouth never stopped.

Even when I was hit, it didn't hurt as much as it does now.

Knead all the medicinal wine on the back, and it's time to go to the front.

Yu Zhu looked at Yu Mao's face filled with 'I'm so hurt', 'I'm so wronged', and 'I need comfort', and said in a strange way, "Be patient, you'll get better soon."

Hearing this, Yu Mao couldn't even care about the pain, his eyes lit up, "Master Yuzhu, are you comforting me?"

Before Yu Zhu could speak, Yu Mao continued, "I thought I had to apply the medicine myself, but fortunately, Master Yu Zhu is here."

As he said that, he glanced at Yuzhu gratefully, his eyes were full of affection, "Master Yuzhu, you not only helped me with the medicine, but also comforted me, you are really a good person."

He was still a good-looking guy, Yu Mao secretly added in his heart.

Yu Zhu was confused by Yu Mao's gratitude and didn't know what to say, in the end she only responded lightly.

Because he was pampered and pampered since he was a child, Yu Mao's skin is very fair and delicate to the touch.Although there are no muscles on the lower abdomen, there is no fat, and it is flat.

But Yuzhu's hands had a thin layer of calluses, which felt a little itchy to the touch.Especially when touching the yu cat's abdomen and the itchy flesh nearby.

Yu Mao was in pain and itching, and at the end she couldn't help laughing while teardrops dripped down her face.

"Yuzhu...Master Yuzhu...hahaha...are you ready...haha, it's so itchy."

The voice is a little nasal, full of youthful feeling.That little face was also flushed with laughter, and there were a few teardrops hanging on the long and thick eyelashes. I don't know if it was from pain or laughter.

Looking at the defenseless smiling face, Yu Zhu's heart that had been calm all this time unexpectedly felt a little turbulent.

It seems that it is not bad to know such a person.

The abdominal injury was healed, Yu Mao put on his belt again and rolled up his trousers.

There was no big bruise on the leg, but there was a piece of skin on the right knee, which was still oozing blood.

Yu Zhu frowned unconsciously as she watched, who on earth hit such a heavy hand.

Yu Mao gritted his teeth and endured until Yu Zhu wrapped the wound with gauze. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed softly, "It's finally healed, it hurt like hell just now."

After moving his arms and stroking his stomach, Yu Mao was amazed, "Master Yuzhu, you are so amazing, I don't feel any pain at all."

Yu Zhu glanced at Yu Mao, "As long as the Ninth Prince is satisfied."

"Don't call me Ninth Prince." Yu Mao slowly moved to Yu Zhu's side, looked up at Yu Zhu with his small face, "Call me Yu Mao."

Yu Zhu's eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "This is not polite."

Yu Mao eagerly looked at Yu Zhu, his cat's eyes flickering, "But shouldn't good friends be called by first name?"

"Friend?" Yu Zhu was taken aback, the Ninth Prince actually regarded him as a friend?

"That's right." Yu Mao moved closer, and said sentence by sentence, "You see, we've known each other for more than half a month, and we're pretty familiar. What's more, you not only help me treat my wound, but also help me keep a secret, don't you?" Are you a good friend?"

The bruised face was facing Yu Zhu, with only three words in his eyes, 'Promise me. '

Yu Zhu looked at it for a while, and somehow responded, "...Yu Mao."

"Hey!" Yu Mao immediately rolled his eyes and responded happily.

"Master Yuzhu, we are good friends now, can you teach me medical skills?" Yu Mao tentatively tugged at Yuzhu's sleeve, full of anticipation.

It was waiting here.

Yu Zhu was a little helpless, and said lightly, "I'm going back tomorrow, and I really don't have time to teach Jiu...you."

Yu Mao pursed his mouth, feeling unhappy, he finally waited for Master Yuzhu to let go.

"That's right!" Yu Mao's eyes lit up, and he tugged at Yuzhu's sleeve again, "I can go back to Xuanhua Temple with Master Yuzhu."

As if he was afraid that the other party would disagree, Yu Mao sped up his speech and said, "I'm not picky eaters, and it's okay to only eat vegetarian food. I'm not noisy, and I will be very quiet. I'm not picky about the environment, as long as I have a bed to sleep in "Master Yuzhu, I promise to obey the rules of your temple obediently."

Those eyes shone with a light called hope, which no one could refuse.

"It's against the rules. Outsiders are not allowed to enter the inner courtyard." But Yuzhu is an ordinary person, he still refused.

"Hmm..." Yu Mao was discouraged all of a sudden, and let go of the hand that was holding the opponent's sleeve.

"Okay...then I'll think of a way."

Yu Zhu glanced at the window, the light coming in was already very dim, and it was getting late.

"It's getting late, I'll take my leave first."

"Goodbye." Yu Mao answered absently, thinking about how to sneak into Xuanhua Temple.

"...Yu Mao." Yu Zhu had already walked to the door, and suddenly turned around.He asked the question that had been circling in his mind for a long time, "What's the matter with your injuries?"

"Ah?" Yu Mao came back to his senses, and then he became a little guilty, his fingers were right, and he hesitated, "That's right, I just fought with Brother Sanhuang, and I haven't practiced martial arts... ..Brother Sanhuang is taller and stronger than me, so he was beaten a lot..."

"However!" Yu Mao added as if trying to save face, "I still hit Brother Sanhuang, and I hit him several times."

As he said that, Yu Mao waved his fist that looked harmless as a demonstration.

Yu Zhu was silent for a moment, "Understood." He didn't ask why they fought.

The next day, Yu Zhu went to take the Queen Mother's pulse last morning.

"Master Yuzhu, didn't Xiaojiu come today?" Because Yu Mao had been tightly entwined with Yuzhu for nearly 20 days before, the Queen Mother was also used to seeing two people coming in and out at the same time.

But counting today, Yu Mao hadn't been to the Compassion Palace for two days.

Yu Zhu thought, before the bruises on his face faded, he might not come again.

"Back to the Empress Dowager, the Ninth Prince said he wanted to study medicine, and he has been reading medical books since yesterday." Yu Zhu thought for a while and explained for Yu Mao.

"Study medicine?" The Queen Mother was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed helplessly, "This silly boy, you have already told him not to, but you still refuse to give up."

"Queen Dowager, the Ninth Prince also wants to take care of your body." The palace maid said while pinching the Empress Dowager's shoulders.

"This child's filial piety is very clear to Aijia, but how can Aijia's body be known by himself, so why let Xiaojiu waste that energy." The Queen Mother sighed, "Aijia's body, I'm afraid it won't last long gone."

"Queen Dowager! You must not say that, the Ninth Prince will definitely be sad when he hears it." The eldest palace lady hastily stopped the Queen Mother.

Yu Zhu had no intention of joining the conversation, so she bowed and was about to leave.

"Master Yuzhu, wait a minute." The Queen Mother suddenly called out.

When Yu Zhu turned around again, the Queen Mother said slowly, "The Ai family can see that Xiao Jiu regards you as a friend."

"..."

"Xiao Jiu is a good boy with a kind heart, but he has never experienced anything, so his temper is a little simple. It is difficult to make any sincere friends in this palace. It can be said that you are the first other than Xiao Jiu and his elder brother. a friend."

Staring into Yuzhu's eyes, the Queen Mother's tone was full of hope and warning, "So Aijia hopes that you will not disappoint Xiaojiu, and don't do anything to apologize to Xiaojiu."

Yu Zhu was not surprised that the Empress Dowager noticed it, after all, the Ninth Prince had been pestering him some time ago, and had no intention of avoiding others at all.

"I'm just a monk, so I won't do anything to offend the Ninth Prince."