Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

Rong Zhuo insisted on comparing himself with others, and when he lost, he started to sulk.

Yu Jingdu felt it was funny in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and had to find ways to comfort the boy.

"Actually, you're not bad." Yu Jingdu said seriously, "It's just that I'm very talented, so you don't need to compare with me."

His words were indeed comforting from the heart, but in Rong Zhuo's ears, it became some kind of showing off.

Now Rong Zhuo was even more depressed.

"I won't lie to you, Jiang Jiyan is not as good as you." Yu Jingdu made up indiscriminately.

Rong Zhuo's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Really." Yu Jingdu was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he deliberately raised his arm and gestured with his hand on the partition to show him, "That's all he has."

Rong Zhuo looked at the distance Yu Jingdu was gesturing with his hand, a little disbelieving, "How do you know?"

"It was convenient together, I accidentally saw it." Yu Jingdu said.

When Rong Zhuo heard this, he didn't doubt it any more, and instead said: "I didn't pay much attention to others before, next time when I'm with my cousin for convenience, I'll take a peek at him."

Rong Zhuo wanted to see if he could get back the face he lost with Jingdu because of it with Duan Zheng.

Yu Jingdu felt dizzy when he heard his words, and secretly thought that he was really shooting himself in the foot.

If the little dandy suddenly develops such a hobby, and drags others to make things easier every day...

When Yu Jingdu thought about it, he felt sore, thinking that he must keep a close eye on him, and not let him mess around.

The two of them finished the bath comfortably.

Because the bathroom is very warm, Rong Zhuo is not in a hurry to get dressed.

He took a clean cloth towel and wiped his body dry, and when he caught sight of Yu Jingdu from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but take a few glances.

Yu Jingdu's figure is thin and strong, with a sense of strength, especially the scars on his body, not only do not make people feel ugly, but also add a bit of his unique wild temperament.

Yu Jingdu noticed his gaze, "Looks good?"

"It's okay." Rong Zhuo looked down at himself, feeling sour in his heart.

He is thin and thin, and he has never practiced martial arts, so he looks a little thin.

And his skin is very fair, compared with Yu Jingdu's skin color, he looks like a freshly peeled egg.

Rong Zhuo doesn't feel inferior, people are different, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with being like this.

But he had to admit that he was quite envious of Jing Du's figure, which looked reliable and powerful.

"Can I touch it?" Rong Zhuo asked softly.

Yu Jingdu was obviously taken aback, and couldn't help making a swallowing movement.

"Okay." Yu Jingdu pretended to be indifferent, and stood there waiting for Rong Zhuo to do something.

He looked calm on the face, but his heart was beating like a drum, and his heart was beating unreasonably fast.

Seeing Rong Zhuo wrapping the cloth scarf around his waist, he walked slowly to Yu Jingdu's side, reaching out his hand to gently touch the scar on his body.

Only then did Yu Jingdu realize that what Rong Zhuo wanted to touch was the scar.

He was a little disappointed in his heart, and he was relieved at the same time.

The disappointment is because what Rong Zhuo touches is not where he thought, and it is also because of this reason that he is relieved.

Now he is like a contradictory body, longing for the intimacy of Rong Zhuo, but also a little timid.

"Are these wounds from the war?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"Yeah." Yu Jingdu felt a little itchy when he touched him, and wanted to reach out to stop his hand, but he was reluctant.

Rong Zhuo's expression was very serious, "You are really amazing."

Through the scars on Yu Jingdu's body, he could roughly imagine what it looked like when he was bruised and bruised.

If it was him, any of these small injuries would scare him unceasingly.

But Yu Jingdu has experienced these over and over again in the past few years, almost taking injuries as a routine.

Thinking that he once mistakenly thought that the other party's injuries fell from the Xun Huan Building, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but at the same time, he felt a little different about Jing Du in his heart than before.

It seemed that apart from Yanwang's fierce reputation and Qingshi's coldness, he realized another side of Yu Jingdu, who was strong and firm.

"Okay!" Yu Jingdu also took a cloth towel to block in front of him, with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

Rong Zhuo didn't notice anything unusual, walked to the side and took his own clothes to put on.

"Almost forgot." He took out a wide-mouthed porcelain jar from his pocket, "The guy in the lobby recommended it to me just now, saying that it has the effect of moisturizing the skin." He opened the lid of the porcelain jar and held it to his nose After smelling it, "It's quite fragrant."

As Rong Zhuo said, he reached out and dipped a little of the ointment in the porcelain jar with his fingertips, and put his hand in front of Yu Jingdu.

Yu Jingdu praised the venue and sniffed it closely, but didn't express anything on his face.

"The weather here in Yuzhou is drier than in the capital, so this thing can come in handy." Rong Zhuo said, then dipped his hands in the ointment and applied it on his body.

Yu Jingdu's gaze stayed on his hand for a moment, then he quickly turned away.

Rong Zhuo didn't know what he was thinking, and kindly handed the porcelain pot in front of him, "You try it too."

"No need." Yu Jingdu took his own clothes, and put his back on Rong Zhuo.

When he turned around, he saw that Rong Zhuo's body was almost painted, only the back was blocked because he couldn't touch it.

"Can you help me?" Rong Zhuo turned to look at him.

Yu Jingdu hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward to take the porcelain jar handed over by the other party.

Following Rong Zhuo's example, he dug a piece of ointment from the porcelain jar, then spread it on Rong Zhuo's back, and then pressed his palm against the other's skin, slowly spreading the ointment evenly.

The boy's skin was fair and smooth, and his touch was very soft, completely different from Yu Jingdu's body.

Yu Jingdu stroked his back with one hand, his movements were very light, but his expression was a little stiff.

Rong Zhuo couldn't see his expression, but could only feel the calluses on his fingertips and palms, and the tingling sensation when he rubbed against his skin.That feeling was a bit subtle, and it reminded him of the situation when Yu Jingdu helped him apply the medicine earlier, so...

Yu Jingdu felt his body tense suddenly, as if he had suddenly become very nervous.

Before he could react, Rong Zhuo said, "Okay, that's it."

Afterwards, Rong Zhuo didn't turn around to look at him, silently went to the side to take his own clothes, and put his back on him one by one.

Yu Jingdu heaved a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes, and looked down again to make sure that he couldn't see anything, so he was relieved.

"You're hot, can you go out later?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"Yeah." Yu Jingdu responded, put the lid on the porcelain pot in his hand, and kept playing with it.

Rong Zhuo went to a chair beside him and sat down, clasped his hands between his legs, as if there was no silver 300 taels here.

Yu Jingdu turned his head and glanced at him with a playful expression.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Rong Zhuo's tone was filled with inexplicable guilt.

"It's nothing." Yu Jingdu looked away, and suddenly chuckled.

Rong Zhuo glanced at him, and also laughed.

He thought, a man's body is really troublesome!

The two sat in the bathroom for a long time before coming out.

Rong Zhuo felt that the moisturizing balm smelled good, and it was very comfortable to apply, so he asked the clerk in the bathroom to buy two more jars.

"Two young masters, come back next time." The guy said to Rong Zhuo and Yu Jingdu.

"He doesn't use it, only I use it." Rong Zhuo said with a smile.

The guy took a look at Yu Jingdu, with a smile in his eyes, and sent the two of them out very enthusiastically without saying anything.

"Go back?" Rong Zhuo asked Yu Jingdu.

Yu Jingdu reached out to take the two porcelain pots in his hand, "Are you tired?"

"It's not very tired." Rong Zhuo said, "It's quite comfortable after taking a bath."

"Then turn around again." After Yu Jingdu said, he led him up to the market.

Although Bianzhou City is not as prosperous as the capital city, the streets are quite lively.

It is rare for Rong Zhuo to be interested. When he passed by a small stall on the street, he couldn't help but want to buy something interesting when he saw it.

Yu Jingdu remembered that he liked to buy these small things, so he let him buy a bunch of miscellaneous things.

Later, there were too many things for them to carry, so Yu Jingdu found a buddy to reward them, and asked them to help send the things back to the inn where they lived.

"Young Master, do you still want to buy it?" Yu Jingdu looked at Rong Zhuo with a doting smile in his eyes.

With his hands behind his back, Rong Zhuo put on a sheet music of the Young Master's family, raised his eyebrows and said, "I won't buy it, I'm tired."

Seeing that his ears turned red from the cold after a while, Yu Jingdu took a tiger hat from the stall next door and put it on his head.The tiger hat should be worn by children, but they vary in size, the one Yu Jingdu took is about a large size, and it fits quite well on Rong Zhuo's head.

"I don't know how to wear the hat I found for you earlier." While talking, Yu Jingdu pulled down the ears on both sides of the tiger head hat, and tied the straps hanging on both sides, so that Rong Zhuo would be more comfortable. Only a small face was left exposed, and the ears and half of the cheek were blocked.

"Does it look good?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

Yu Jingdu stared at him for a while, then nodded while suppressing a smile.

Rong Zhuo's facial features were originally exquisite, but now wearing this tiger head hat, he looks very cute, making one want to hold her in her arms, rub her and kiss her again.But Yu Jingdu didn't dare to mess around, for fear of frightening him, he could only take the next best thing, reaching out and rubbing his head.

After returning to the inn, Rong Zhuo looked for a bronze mirror and found that the hat was really cute.

"It's a pity that we don't have a child at home, otherwise we'll buy it for him to wear." Rong Zhuo said.

After saying that, he suddenly remembered the child that Yu Jingdu held in his arms at the last palace banquet.

"Is the child you held in your arms last time on New Year's Eve the Eighth Prince?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

Yu Jingdu was taken aback, he probably didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, "Yes."

"That kid is quite smart, you seem to like him a lot." Rong Zhuo said.

Yu Jingdu smiled faintly, "When I left the capital last time, he wasn't born yet. This time I came back this time, and I saw him once in the Royal Garden by chance. For some reason, the little guy is not afraid of me at all."

Yu Jingdu has never had any relationship with his younger brothers, and he doesn't plan to work hard on it.

There are too many things involved in the brotherhood of the royal family, and it is already vulnerable, and it may not be good to manage it.

"Do you like him?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

Yu Jingdu was silent for a while, before explaining to him: "His mother became a concubine, and she had some relationship with my mother and concubine."

Hearing this, Rong Zhuo came to him and sat down, restrained his smile, and looked at him seriously.

"When she entered the palace, my mother and concubine were still alive, and the two lived close to each other, and gradually became friends." Yu Jingdu said.

He omitted the fact that both of them are not favored, so they feel sympathy for each other, but Rong Zhuo can think of the reason after a little thought.

"My mother and concubine are cold and arrogant, and there are not many people who can talk in the palace. She is one of them." Yu Jingdu said, "Later, I heard from the housekeeper that before they left the palace for the palace, the concubine Cheng came to my concubine's mother every year." On the anniversary of her death, she would secretly burn some paper money for my mother and concubine."

It is not allowed in the palace to worship the dead privately, so the concubine Cheng took the risk of being punished for doing so.

If it weren't for the housekeeper of the palace secretly worshiping Concubine Qi every year, most of these things she has done have not been noticed until now.

Rong Zhuo was quite emotional when he heard the words, and thought that this concubine is a long-term lover.

At that time, Yu Jingdu was not favored, and Cheng concubine did these things secretly, so it must be from the heart, not for any other purpose.

Probably because of this, Yu Jingdu looked at his young eighth brother differently.

"Then take this tiger hat back and give it to him." Rong Zhuo said with a smile.

Yu Jingdu glanced at him, "It's very suitable for you, you can keep it."

Hearing this, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but walked to the bronze mirror and took a picture, it seemed that he really liked it.

While the two were talking, Duan Chengju's voice came from outside.

Yu Jingdu heard footsteps early on, got up and opened the door.

"Young Master Qi?" Duan Chengju smiled at him, "Is my nephew here?"

"Uncle Tang." Rong Zhuo came out from the room, "Are you looking for me?"

Duan Chengju said: "Didn't you say that you wanted to follow me to learn how to do business? Today there is a game, you go with me."

"What game?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"A local business firm in Bianzhou has a lot of cooperation with our caravan. Their shopkeeper asked me to chat with me today. I want to bring you along." Duan Chengju said: "This is a rare opportunity, and it can be regarded as showing you the world. .”

When Rong Zhuo heard this, he subconsciously glanced at Yu Jingdu, but the other party didn't look at him, and his eyes fell elsewhere.

"That's fine." Seeing Duan Chengju's kindness, Rong Zhuo couldn't refuse, after all, he had to rely on his cousin Duan Zheng for help when he arrived in Yuzhou.

"Then clean up, I'll call you later." Duan Chengju said and left.

Rong Zhuo took off the tiger hat, and asked Yu Jingdu, "Should I tie my hair up?"

After he took a shower earlier, his hair was only tied loosely behind his head. Now he looked undisciplined, but he had a little more lazy temperament that he didn't usually have.

"Is that why you want to do business with him?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

"No." Seeing that he was not very happy, Rong Zhuo explained: "He is my elder after all, so why not lose face?"

Yu Jingdu took a deep breath, didn't say anything, but took the wooden comb to help him comb his hair.

Rong Zhuo sat down obediently, "It's just to have a meal."

"You really think he's here to show you the world?" Yu Jingdu said.

"Otherwise?" Rong Zhuo asked: "I'm his nephew in name, or his young boss, so he won't cheat me, right?"

"It's not enough to cheat you." Yu Jingdu said: "It's all about making yourself face with a young boss like you."

Rong Zhuo couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but he didn't care.

This time they went to Yuzhou, they had to rely on Duan Chengju for help.

If the other party really wants to use his young master's name to make a face, he doesn't mind.

Just treat it as a courtesy.

"Are you going with me?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"I won't go, I'm afraid you will be sold out." Yu Jingdu said.

Rong Zhuo couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and stretched out his hand to rub against Jing Du's wrist, like a kitten trying to please someone.

Yu Jingdu was pleased by his little gesture, and most of the unhappiness in his heart dissipated immediately.

He has always been worried about Rong Zhuo's going into business.

In fact, he also knew in his heart that maybe Rong Zhuo just said it casually, but he might not have made up his mind to go.

After all, every time the other party mentions it, it means waiting for the dust to settle in the future.

This also means that he has no such plan in a short time.

But Yu Jingdu still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, because there was no place for him in the future planned by Rong Zhuo.

"Okay." Yu Jingdu helped him tie his hair, and then sat aside with a little indifference.

Rong Zhuo reached out and hooked the back of his hand lightly, with a smile in his eyes.

Yu Jingdu held his troubled hand with his backhand, raised his head and watched him quietly.

"In the past, you said you didn't want to follow me because you didn't know that I was the king of banquets at that time, and you thought I was a violent person, and you were afraid of me." Yu Jingdu said, "Now you should know how I treat you, or not?" Would you like to stay with me?"

"I..." Seeing that he was suddenly so serious, Rong Zhuo felt a little uneasy, "I didn't say I must go..."

"But you never said you would stay." Yu Jingdu said.

Rong Zhuo's hand hurt a little from his grip, and he struggled a bit but did not break free.

"It hurts!" he protested softly.

After hearing this, Yu Jingdu relaxed his strength, but his face was still not very good-looking.

"We can talk about things in the future." Rong Zhuo said, "Now you find me interesting and want me to stay. Maybe there will be more interesting people around you in the future, so you don't care if I stay."

Yu Jingdu felt a little angry, but now it's hard to explain his feelings to him, so he can only suppress all kinds of emotions.

"Does it still hurt?" He held Rong Zhuo's wrist, and found that the place he held just now was already red.

Rong Zhuo's skin is too sensitive, and he can't stand the toss. He obviously didn't use much strength, but he still squeezed his wrists red.

He thought to himself, this person is so difficult that he doesn't know that he is like a person made of porcelain, who can't stand the slightest bump?

If he is allowed to go out and wander, who knows what he will be like?

"It's okay." Rong Zhuo withdrew his hand and said comfortingly, "I deliberately bluffed you just now, it doesn't hurt."

Being coaxed by him like this, Yu Jingdu's heart softened again, and he secretly thought that he was really getting more and more hopeless.

At dusk, Duan Chengju came and asked Rong Zhuo to go out together.

Naturally, Yu Jingdu couldn't rest assured, so he could only go with him.

The two followed Duan Chengju to the largest restaurant in Bianzhou City.

The owner of the company who invited the guests was surnamed Liu, and he had been waiting in the private room early on. After meeting Rong Zhuo, he was very enthusiastic, and he went up to grab Rong Zhuo's hand.

"Shaodong's hand was injured just now." Yu Jingdu stretched out his hand calmly to block it.

The man was startled, but he was not angry, he hurriedly asked concerned: "Is the injury not serious?"

"It's okay, twist it a bit." Rong Zhuo said with a smile.

Boss Liu hurriedly greeted people to sit down, and his attitude was quite attentive.

Although he has some status in the local merchant circles in Bianzhou, he is naturally incomparable to the Duan family who have done business all over the country.Moreover, the Duan family has quite a status in the capital, Bao Buqi also has contacts with people in the court, so Boss Liu dare not neglect in the slightest.

After Rong Zhuo took his seat, he realized that besides Boss Liu, there were several other people present today.

But in terms of seating, he is more particular about where he sits than Duan Chengju.

It seems that what Yu Jingdu said was right, it was a lie that Duan Chengju took him to see the world tonight, but it was a lie to pull him out to establish relationships with these people.

But he is not very disgusted with this matter, besides, since he plays the role of the Duan family's young master, it is his duty to help with entertainment.

Yu Jingdu didn't take his seat, but stood behind Rong Zhuo all the time, looking like a loyal guardian.

His presence is extremely oppressive, and when facing Rong Zhuo, everyone present can't help but feel a little more jealous.

Thanks to Jingdu's blessing, Rong Zhuo's meal was quite stable.

In the middle, Boss Liu and others wanted to drink with him, but Yu Jingdu calmly stopped them.

Later, when he was really enthusiastic, Yu Jingdu simply helped him drink.

So at the end of the meal, Rong Zhuo only drank a glass or two of wine, but he became the most sober person in the room.

Rong Zhuo couldn't help looking back at Yu Jingdu all the time, feeling a little sorry in his heart, and only hoped that the meal would end soon.

However, when it was almost time, Boss Liu clapped his hands, the door of the private room was opened, and several singers holding pipas came in.

This private room was already spacious, a table only took up half of the room, and there was a lot of space left on the other side.

Rong Zhuo originally thought it was for rest, but he never expected that there would be a song and dance performance.

He sat there patiently and watched the performance, thinking that it could finally be over.

It never occurred to the girls that after the performance, they went directly to the table and began to toast to everyone.

Rong Zhuo stared dumbfounded at one of the girls sitting on Boss Liu's lap, feeling ill all over.

I didn't expect Boss Liu to be so vulgar that he even arranged such an event after the meal.

Rong Zhuo felt uncomfortable for a while, and couldn't sit still.

"Young master, I would like to respect you for a glass of wine." A girl who looked weak and weak walked up to Rong Zhuo, looking a bit restrained.

Boss Liu smiled, "Young master, this girl is innocent, so she's a bit restrained."

Looking at the girl, Rong Zhuo suddenly remembered the bluestone and sapphire in the past, and felt a little uncomfortable.

He felt that he couldn't stay in the room anymore, but he didn't want to embarrass the girl, so he planned to take her drink, then got up and left.

However, Yu Jingdu made a mistake, thinking that he wanted to drink the glass of wine, reached out and grabbed the wine and knocked it on the table, and pulled Rong Zhuo out of the room.

Everyone in the room looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they didn't understand the situation.

Duan Chengju sighed, and said to Boss Liu, "Why are you still doing this?"

"Isn't this just trying to make the Young Master's family happy?" Boss Liu said.

Duan Chengju looked helpless, and leaned into Boss Liu's ear and said something.

Boss Liu was shocked, recalling the young man standing behind Shaodong's house just now, he suddenly recalled it.

He thought to himself, no wonder that person acted like a food protector all night...

On the other side, Rong Zhuo was pulled straight out of the restaurant by Yu Jingdu.

The other party didn't say a word, and walked very fast, Rong Zhuo was carried by him like a little chick behind him.

"Slow down!" Rong Zhuo said while pushing his hand away: "It hurts!"

Yu Jingdu turned around and looked at him, still didn't speak, but Rong Zhuo could feel that he was very unhappy.

"Don't you have something to say?" Rong Zhuo rubbed his sore wrist, a little aggrieved.

"Speak well?" Yu Jingdu sneered and said, "Say well, let her sit on your lap after you drink her wine?"

Rong Zhuo was startled, and frowned, "When did I say I wanted her to sit on my lap? The girl didn't say she wanted to sit on my lap either."

"It's not like you haven't stayed in Hualou before, don't you know what the surname Liu means?" Yu Jingdu said.

"Before I came, I didn't know he would arrange this." Rong Zhuo didn't understand why Yu Jingdu was so angry, but felt very wronged.

Obviously he himself was forced, and he didn't do anything, why should Yu Jingdu say that about him!

"Who do you take me for?" Rong Zhuo asked.

Yu Jingdu didn't respond, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, especially when he thought of Rong Zhuo giving him a bag of gold leaves when he first met him.He suspected that if he didn't pull him out, the little dandy might take out his purse to redeem him on the spot.

Rong Zhuo: ...

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