Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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"It's just a flesh injury." Zhao Mo didn't want to mention this, but said, "Didn't the young master say that he wanted to test me?"

Under his seemingly calm expression, Xie Zhuo slowly narrowed his eyes: "Zhao Mo, do you know how I treat my slave who lied to me?"

There was some blood in Xie Zhuo's voice for no reason: "First drag him out and beat him with a hundred lashes, and then deduct the full year's monthly payment."

He slowly closed the pages of the book, and said the last sentence: "Finally, get out of the house."

Zhao Mo's breathing stopped suddenly, and he looked up at the young master, but only saw a pair of frozen eyes.

Inappropriate, he thought suddenly.

The boy's eyes are so beautiful.

"Don't say yet?" Xie Zhuo laughed angrily at his stupidity, when did he still look at him in a daze?

Zhao Mo's Adam's apple twitched, and suddenly he untied his belt neatly.

Xie Zhuo: "?"

He gasped: "What are you doing?"

While speaking, Zhao Mo quickly took off his shirt, exposing his wounded chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't you want to see the wounds of your subordinates? You can see them more clearly this way."

It was really clear, under the candlelight, the man's chest was wrapped in snow-white gauze, perhaps because the wound was torn due to rushing too fast, at this moment, the gauze mountain was still dazzling red.

Xie Zhuo frowned tightly: "You came back like this?"

The blood has soaked through the gauze, and this guy is still running around alive and kicking, does he want to die?

Zhao Mo said in a muffled voice, "It's just scary, it didn't hurt the inner palace."

This wound was made by a [-] or [-]-year-old Uyghur child.

At that time, he thought that the child was a kidnapped Han Chinese, but after rescuing him, he was hit hard.

It was also after that time that he fully understood what the gentlemen said to him.

"In business, don't trust anyone but yourself."

A child may be a robber, an old woman may be a robber, and even a smiling innocent girl in the mountains will swing a knife at you in the next moment.

"Looking scary?" Xie Zhuo didn't know that there were any wounds in this world that looked scary but didn't hurt.

"Xie Nan, come in!" He shouted coldly, making Xie Nan outside tremble.

When he crossed the screen, he saw Zhao Mo who was shirtless, and was startled.

"Take him down to change the medicine." Xie Zhuo said lightly.

Zhao Mo felt the displeasure in the young master's tone, and looked a little at a loss.

He didn't know why the young master was angry, was he angry at him for bringing the wound in front of him?

"Sir, I..."

"Shut up." Xie Zhuo said without raising his eyelids, "My lord, I'm in a bad mood right now."

Zhao Mo lowered his eyelashes, and somehow got the courage to stand where he was, refusing to move.

The silent stubbornness made Xie Nan who was next to him very anxious. Seeing the young master's darkening face, he went to drag Zhao Mo.

But now that Zhao Mo has been studying martial arts for a long time, and has experienced such a life and death, how could he be dragged by a guard who has not fought for a long time?

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Xie Nan said in a low voice: "Master, you should change your wound dressing, or let Chief Zhao change it together?"

You two change it together, don't get angry here, I am very anxious to see it.

"Okay, bring the medicine." Zhao Mo quickly followed his words without giving Xie Zhuo a chance to refuse.

Xie Zhuo laughed angrily at him: "Be my master in my house, who gave you the courage?"

This bastard thing, the following crimes ah?

"This subordinate is only worried about your health." Zhao Mo lowered his voice, for fear of offending the young master again.