How can a thousand crematoriums be enough?

"Aijia doesn't mean that." The Empress Dowager looked at Yuzhu and slowed down her tone, "Aijia means hope that you can accompany Xiaojiu."

"The Ninth Prince is not short of companions."

"It just looks like, how many people can there be in this deep palace. Even Aijia... only Xiaojiu can keep a pure heart."

The queen mother closed her eyes halfway, resting her head on the soft cushion, and said in a tired tone, "Xiao Jiu has always been lonely, but he didn't want to say it out to make people worry. Now Xiao Jiu treats you as a Friend, Aijia sees that you are not bad, so I hope you can accompany Xiaojiu."

"..." In Yu Zhu's mind, Yu Mao's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing that he promised to be friends yesterday.

It seems that it is indeed very happy.

Suddenly, he felt that there was no need to refuse Yu Mao's request to come to the temple. To put it bluntly, he just thought it was troublesome at the time.

"Okay, you step back, and think about Aijia's words."

Yu Zhu saluted and left the Compassionate Peace Palace.

Originally, she wanted to leave the palace directly, but thinking of what the queen mother said just now, Yu Zhu abruptly turned another corner and walked towards the Liuqing Palace.

Maybe it's not so troublesome to let the other party go together.

But there was no one in the hall, Yu Zhu waited for a while, but no one came.But the cleaning lady said that Yu Mao left in a hurry, as if something happened.

Yu Zhu didn't say anything, it was just a sudden idea, since she was not there, let it go.

On the way out of the palace, Yu Zhu met a familiar person.

It was the third prince. He had seen it once when he entered the palace, and he felt that this person was impure.Looking at it now, I feel uneasy in my heart.

There was a bruise on the corner of the third prince's mouth, it seemed that the ninth prince was not talking nonsense, he really hit the other party, but the price was a bit high.

Picking up a piece of gravel on the ground, Yu Zhu moved his fingers slightly, and the stone flew out at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah! Who!" The third prince was walking smoothly, but suddenly his knees hurt and he knelt down on the ground.

I glanced around and didn't see anyone suspicious, so I had no choice but to curse.

Yu Zhu left the palace feeling a little restless.

He actually did this just now, which is completely out of his usual style.

Is it because of the Ninth Prince?

He saw the third prince just now, and remembered the wounded appearance of the ninth prince.Unknown meager anger rose, but it was out of his head.

It was the first time in his life that he acted impulsively.

He was picked up by the abbot when he was a child, and his personality was very cold. After hitting a wall a few times, the brothers were unwilling to try again.He grew up like this until he was 19 years old, always alone, never with other people around.Of course, he didn't care, it was very quiet for a person, but some people would find it noisy.

It was only the Ninth Prince who was not discouraged at all after being left in the cold by him for more than 20 days, and was still very enthusiastic about him.

And he gradually accepted the existence of the other party, and no longer felt repelled.

It feels a little strange and alien, but not annoying.

"Father, what is the purpose of calling your minister here?" Yu Mao stood in front of the desk in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The emperor looked at his youngest son, with a hint of kindness in his always sharp eyes.

His son has always been the most worry-free, with no ambition, pure personality, and filial piety to his elders.Although his biological mother passed away shortly after giving birth to him, she never grew crooked, but was well-behaved and sensible.

Squeezing between his eyebrows, the emperor softened his tone, "Xiao Jiu, come here."

Yu Mao walked up to the emperor according to his words, raised a bright smile, and squeezed the emperor's shoulders, "Is the father very tired, my son can squeeze your shoulders for you."

"I won't be tired after seeing Little Ninth Father." A smile appeared on the emperor's face, and he patted Yu Mao on the shoulder lightly.

"The emperor called you this time because he has something for you." The emperor knocked on the table, and a hidden box popped out, inside was a token made of black black iron.

The emperor stuffed the token into Yu Mao's hands, and said in a more serious tone, "Xiao Jiu, you must hide this token well, and you must not let others take it or find it, you understand?"

When Yu Mao heard the words, he immediately put the token into his arms, his face straightened, "Yes!"

The emperor seemed to be amused by this appearance, and his expression relaxed again, "I don't want you to come into contact with these things, but now it's really..."

The emperor realized something in the middle of his speech, so he didn't continue talking, but changed the subject, "If you need to use this one day, someone will teach you how to use this token, you just need to hide it well now."

"Remember, don't let others find out."

Yu Mao left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, still replaying the emperor's expression in his mind.

He lowered his head to hide the gloomy expression that this Yumao would never have. It seemed that something important was about to happen in this world.

Just now the emperor's face was ruddy with bruises, which was a sign of poisoning. 'Yu Mao' couldn't tell, but he spotted it at a glance.

Presumably the emperor was also aware of it, so he handed over this very important thing to him.

"This day is about to change... Interesting."

But his goal is Yuzhu, and the rest are just small episodes.

five days later

"Knock knock."

Yu Zhu looked up at the door, who would come to him at this time?

When he opened the door, he saw a young man looking up at him and smiling.

"Ninth Prince?"

Yu Mao shook the snow off his body, breathed hot air on his red hands from the cold, and pouted, "Didn't you agree to call me by my name?"

Yu Zhu was silent for a moment, "Yu Mao, why are you here?"

"Because the host agreed." Yu Mao kept rubbing his hands in the cold, but his tone couldn't hide the joy, "I wrote a letter to the abbot, saying that I want to learn medical skills from Master Yuzhu , the abbot agreed for me to come here."

As he said that, Yu Mao's eyes curled up, very happy, "So now I can follow Master Yuzhu."

It was already dark outside, and the flowing moonlight poured down on the young man's fair face.The fine snowflakes are constantly falling, embellishing the black hair.Dressed in a moon-white robe, she looked extraordinarily clean and pure in the night.

Yu Zhu was dazed for a moment, and then realized after a while, "Then why are you looking for me now?"

Yu Mao turned sideways and showed Yu Zhu his luggage, "The abbot said that the empty room in the inner courtyard has not been tidied up yet, so let me borrow Master Yu Zhu for one night."

That pair of big eyes stared straight at Yu Zhu, and the three words 'begging to be taken in' were almost written on it.

After the abbot said so, Yu Zhu couldn't refuse.Seeing that Yu Mao was struggling to drag his luggage, he even helped out by the way.

After Yu Mao entered the room, he looked around and exclaimed, "Master Yuzhu, your room is so clean."

"I don't like too fancy decorations." Yu Zhu put Yu Mao's luggage on the table, "You will sleep in bed tonight."

Yu Mao turned around, "What about Master Yuzhu?"

Yu Zhu spread the quilt on the floor, her expression unchanged, "I'm sleeping on the floor."

"How can I do that?" Yu Mao trotted over, and carried the quilt that Yuzhu had just spread on the floor back to the bed, "It's not that I can't sleep, just squeeze it."

"Besides, it's so cold now, what if the sleeping floor freezes?" Yu Mao said as he took out something from his bosom.

Yu Zhu saw that it was the hand stove he had left in the palace before.

Yu Mao stuffed the hand stove into Yuzhu's hand and smiled, "Master Yuzhu, you forgot the hand stove in my hall, and I brought it here for you when I saw it. Your hands are always so cold, so you should cover them." good."

Yu Zhu looked at the hand stove in his hand that was still emitting heat, and his heart moved slightly.

His cold hands are due to the root cause of his illness after catching a cold since he was a child, and he never got better even after practicing martial arts.He has been used to it for so many years, but he didn't expect that the other party cared more than himself, and he never forgot to give him a hand stove

"...Thank you."

"What's the matter, Master Yuzhu, you are too polite." Yu Mao remade the quilt, and then put his own quilt on it.

He came here with nothing but clothes and a quilt.The quilt in the temple is not thick enough, he is afraid of the cold, so it is better to bring it by himself.

Just forgot to bring the pillow.

Yu Mao looked at Yu Zhu's pillow.Well, it should be big enough.

Xiao Xiao yawned, she was really tired from dragging her luggage from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard by herself.

After taking off his coat and putting the scarf on the bed, Yu Mao got under the quilt.

After settling himself down, Mao Yu did not forget to greet Yuzhu, "Master Yuzhu, are you still asleep?"

Yu Zhu glanced at the boy with only one head exposed, his expression became softer for the first time, "I'll read some more, you sleep first."

"Okay." Hearing that, Yu Mao fell asleep obediently.

As Yu Mao said before, he is very quiet.If Yu Zhu hadn't looked at the bed after reading the book, she would have almost forgotten that there was another person in the room.

Walking to the bed, Yu Zhu struggled for a while.

He had never slept with anyone before, and he was a little uncomfortable with being alone in bed.

He lifted his quilt and lay down gently.

Different from the always cold temperature in the past, the heat from Yu Mao's body was continuously transmitted through the quilt, and even Yuzhu's quilt was stained with warmth.

"Hmm..." As if sensing something, Yu Mao babbled and turned over.

"!"

Feeling a hand slipping through the quilt and grabbing her arm, Yu Zhu froze suddenly.

After a while, Yu Zhu stretched out a hand, trying to push Yu Mao's hand back.

But not only was it unsuccessful, Yu Mao even became sticky because he felt the movement again, perfectly realizing the leap between the two quilts.

The right side of her body was surrounded by warmth, and Yu Zhu didn't dare to move.

He had never been this close to anyone before, and now he just felt uncomfortable anywhere.

Yu Mao muttered softly, hugged Yu Zhu's arm with both hands, and put his head into Yu Zhu's arms, rubbing against her.

"..." Yu Zhu doesn't move now, nor does she move.But a sentence popped up in my mind inexplicably: Where is this sleeping appearance?

The sky was slightly bright, and with a ray of morning light pouring in, Yu Zhu slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling Yu Mao's legs being entangled, and her whole body clinging tightly to her body, Yu Zhu was speechless for a moment.

Just like that, how on earth did he fall asleep last night.

"Master Yuzhu?"

The person in his arms raised his head, looking at him with a pair of hazy eyes.Seeing himself bowing his head, he even smiled in a daze.

Yu Mao's mind was not fully awake yet, and when he saw Yu Zhu's face, he subconsciously smiled.

It wasn't until Yu Zhu moved his arm that Yu Mao realized something was wrong.

"Ah..." With a soft cry, Yu Mao quickly let go of his tight hands and feet, and his face, which was already flushed from sleep, became more and more eye-catching.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on, I usually sleep well." Yu Mao blinked and explained innocently.

Yu Zhu glanced at Yu Mao, and replied lightly, "It's all right." She got up and got dressed.

"If you are still sleepy, you can sleep a little longer."

"Don't be sleepy anymore!" Seeing Yu Zhu getting up to leave, Yu Mao hurriedly put on his clothes, "Where are you going, Master Yu Zhu, I'll go too."

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The author has something to say:

Yu Mao: The beauty avenged me, it's not in vain that I was beaten so many times yesterday when I suppressed the urge to kill that bastard.

Yu Zhu: You may not believe me, but my hand suddenly had an idea of ​​its own just now.