Long Xiao wipes Qingfeng

Zhong Shuo stood at the door of the clean room, really not understanding why he was in such a situation.

He accepted Xiao Jiu's request for a while, but now he regretted it a little. Xiao Jiu was messing around, should he follow?In Xiao Jiu's eyes, he is just a courtier, he is frank and frank, but he has evil intentions.

Time and time again, do some things intentionally or unintentionally, is it a gentleman's doing?

Xiao Jiu didn't know his admiration, longing, or even Xiao Xiang. He was so close to him because of the trust of a monarch and minister, but what was he thinking in his heart?

He is young, and there are some things that he can't control.

Zhong Shuo was too scared.

Afraid that Xiao Jiu would know, afraid that he would not be able to end up.

There was only one door between Xiao Jiu and him, and Zhong Shuo could even hear the sound of running water, as if there was nothing there.

It can't be like this... He woke up suddenly, quickly and silently recited the sword manual, and then suppressed the eager thoughts in his heart.

Even if it's like this outside, what's the situation inside... Zhong Shuo felt that he couldn't go in.

He took a deep breath, knocked on the door, got Xiao Jiu's response, pushed the door open and entered.

Let's talk about it next time, don't take advantage of the bastard.

The temperature in the clean room is higher, because hot water has just been added, and some mist overflows behind the carefully painted screen, hooking people forward.

Walking around the screen, I saw Xiao Jiu leaning on the wall of the tub, with his eyes half closed, and the tails of his eyes curled into an arc. Such a pair of eyes were born without femininity, which is really a unique good skin.

His flesh and blood are also very good, he usually doesn't show off in women's clothing, but now, he is not much worse than Zhong Shuo, who has been practicing martial arts all year round, or even better, in this situation, Zhong Shuo really wants to turn his head away.

Seeing him standing there motionless, Xiao Jiu deliberately leaned forward, brushed her half-wet long hair, and said with a smile, "Why doesn't Beining come over?"

He seldom yelled his words, and yelling at this time suddenly made the two of them more inexplicably ambiguous, and the redness at the tips of Zhong Shuo's ears became more and more obvious. Ladle and cloth towel, scooped up some water, said: "His Royal Highness, come closer."

With a triumphant smile on the corner of Xiao Jiu's mouth, he turned to face him, lying on the edge of the bathtub, staring at him with his glasses, "Beining wipe carefully."

Zhong Shuo let out a long breath, poured warm water on Xiao Jiu's back, wet the cloth and gently wiped his back, deliberately avoiding Xiao Jiu's gaze.

However, Xiao Jiu was dishonest himself. He tugged on Zhong Shuo's girdle and sighed: "Your waist is too thin. Is it because I didn't raise it well?"

Zhong Shuo: "..." Obviously I raised you.

He still said: "His Royal Highness usually cares about the minister very much. It is the minister who can't get fat by himself."

Xiao Jiu was just looking for a reason to get started, and didn't care what he said, and made some other small moves while he was talking.

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Zhong Shuo was taken aback, took a step back unconsciously, and said vigilantly, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

His reaction seemed a little violent, Xiao Jiu said lazily: "There is nothing wrong, it's just that it's time to change places."

Xiao Jiu stepped back, indicating that it was time for him to wipe his chest.

Zhong Shuo had no choice but to approach him again to water him.

Xiao Jiu was squinting his eyes and thinking about something, when he suddenly felt Zhong Shuo pause.

Xiao Jiu was a little puzzled, but saw that Zhong Shuo was staring at some place of him, he suddenly reacted, and quickly sank into the water, secretly thinking that he was careless for a while, and let him see it.

Zhong Shuo said calmly, "I have already seen what your Highness is hiding."

Just now Xiao Jiu has been deliberately turning sideways, using the cover of the bathtub to prevent him from seeing it.

There was a hideous semicircular scar on his lower abdomen near the pelvis.

Zhong Shuo has been in the army for many years and has been injured countless times. With such scars, one can tell at a glance that someone stabbed them with a knife, and that's why he didn't receive proper bandages and care after being injured.

Xiao Jiu is still Changhua's most honored concubine even without his mother, who would dare to hurt him like this?

Zhong Shuo said, "Looking at the injury, it seems to be old."

His face was expressionless, and his tone was flat and unmoving, but Xiao Jiu could hear regret and anger. He was inexplicably afraid, and secretly regretted his wild behavior during the day.

Xiao Jiu chuckled, "Yes, it was an injury I suffered when I was young, and it has been healed for many years."

Zhong Shuo threw away the cloth towel in his hand, turned around and said, "Your Highness, the water is cold, come out first."

Xiao Jiu honestly climbed out of the tub, quickly changed into clean pajamas, and followed Zhong Shuo into the inner room.

Zhong Shuo put on his outer robe and went straight out the door. Xiao Jiu didn't dare to speak, and sat on the edge of the bed cowardly, looking at his knees, waiting for him to come back.

Soon, Zhong Shuo opened the door and went back to his room.

Xiao Jiu quickly stood up.

Zhong Shuo said in a gentle tone with a serious expression, "Lie down."

Xiao Jiu lay down obediently.

Zhong Shuo also went to bed, knelt and sat beside him, took out a small bottle from his sleeve and put it on the bed, then stretched out his hand and pulled it, making Xiao Jiu reveal the scar.

Xiao Jiu lay down, feeling the coolness of the old wound, it was Zhong Shuo's medicine applied to the once bloody skin.

Zhong Shuo rubbed it again after applying it to ensure that the ointment was evenly applied before putting away the bottle, and conveniently put it together with the two small boxes before.

Zhong Shuo said: "This is the medicine given by the doctor who tested the drug before. It can remove scars. It can be used once a day in the evening. It can probably eliminate some of it in a year. I will go to take a bath first. When I come back, my highness can tell me how I got hurt. ?"

Xiao Jiu closed his eyes: "Yes, you go first."

Zhong Shuo took clean clothes and went into the clean room.

After a while,

Zhong Shuo gently put down the bed curtain, passed Xiao Jiu and lay on the inside.

Xiao Jiu deliberately turned to face him, carefully pulled his sleeve, and said, "Zhuang Jing did it."

"I was 12 years old that year. Before my mother died, my mother told me to avoid it if I could, and not to get close to Concubine Shen and her daughter. I always avoided them. But at that time, the emperor treated me very well to appease the Jiang family. I was not angry, so I asked Zhuang Jing to block me at the gate of Fengyang Pavilion with an excuse. I have never been wronged, and I argued with her a few words, but she brought a dagger. Fortunately, she was only ten years old at the time, she was not strong, and the stabbing was not deep, so she didn't kill me."

He reached out to brush off a piece of Zhong Shuo's hair sticking to his face, but Zhong Shuo grabbed his wrist.

Zhong Shuo asked, "What happened to the wound?"

"what?"

"The wound was not healed in time, is the minister right?"

Xiao Jiu felt guilty: "I can't hide it from you... No, after I was injured that day, Xiwen sent someone to call the imperial doctor, but was stopped by Concubine Shen on the way, but Xiwen had no choice but to go to the Zichen Palace to find the emperor. It took me another quarter of an hour to pass on to the imperial physician, but Zhuang Jing didn't take advantage of it. I was injured and kicked her out. Take revenge on myself."

Zhong Shuo: "Your Highness..."

Xiao Jiu looked at him, and saw the water in Zhong Shuo's eyes flicker and then fell out of the dim veil.

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Xiao Jiu panicked.

He hurriedly wiped Zhong Shuo's tears away, "It's all right, it doesn't hurt at all now, Zhuang Jing didn't stab anything at a young age, just a few flesh wounds."

Zhong Shuo tried his best to calm down and said: "I have made a note, and I will avenge Your Highness." He shed a few tears expressionlessly, and then pinched his own palm hard to stop it.

Zhong Shuo has always been steady, and has never been in such a situation, silently, making Xiao Jiu cry to the point of distress.

Xiao Jiu simply took him into his arms, patted him on the back, and comforted him: "Okay, Your Highness is waiting for you to avenge him, stop crying, it will hurt you."

Zhong Shuo wiped away the tears on his face vigorously in his arms, and said, "Your Highness will be by my side from now on, and I will protect His Highness well and prevent His Highness from being wronged."

The tears of a young man, such a solemn oath and promise, betting the rest of his life to an ambitious person, so sincere and enthusiastic, for a moment, Xiao Jiu felt as if he was embracing everything. Entrusted to the right person.

Because, he said, it would protect him.

That year he was injured by Zhuang Jing, lying in the gorgeous bedroom of Fengyang Pavilion thinking of his dead mother, he suddenly felt so boring, he was alone but wanted someone to protect him, just like Concubine Shen protecting Zhuang Jing Unreasonable, regardless of the reason, he favored him, able to hug him in the cold palace.

At the age of 12, he laughed at his wishful thinking, but at the age of 20, he met such a person.

That's him.

No matter how he feels about himself, it's him.

Xiao Jiu slowly hugged the little general in his arms tightly. He had no doubt that Zhong Shuo said that he wanted to avenge himself, but the little general Zhong never joked.

Xiao Jiu rubbed Zhong Shuo's head and said with a smile, "Don't you find it annoying to call me Your Highness every day?"

Zhong Shuo was still immersed in sadness and looked at him blankly.

Xiao Jiu said: "You don't need to call your Highness anymore, just call me Yuan Xian."

"Cauliflower?"

Xiao Jiu coughed and said, "Yes, before I was born, my mother always thought I was a girl, so she took this baby name, and she has always called me that after I was born."

"You are the first to know this name besides my mother. How? When there is no one in the future, you can call me Xian."

Zhong Shuo realized that the meaning of the baby name was known to everyone in Changhua.

Xiao Jiu, this is...

Zhong Shuo looked at Xiao Jiu, who had a natural expression, and felt that he only made such a bad move to coax him, so he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Zhong Shuo withdrew from Xiao Jiu's embrace, feeling a little ashamed, it was not decent at all for a person who rolled over on the battlefield to cry like this, but luckily this person was thrown to Xiao Jiu.

No matter what Xiao Jiu's thoughts are, it's still the same sentence, don't take advantage of the bastard.

He said: "Yes, Your Highness."

Xiao Jiu's arms were empty, feeling a little lost, and then he said expectantly: "I've already told you not to call Your Highness, come on, call me Xian."

Zhong Shuo stammered, "Xiang, Xian."

Xiao Jiu is satisfied.

Zhong Shuo asked curiously again, "I just don't know which word xian is."

Xiao Jiu said: "Danhwa, Daphne is a small purple flower with four petals. My mother likes this kind of flower very much. There is still a clump carefully raised in Fengyang Pavilion. I will take you to see it when I say goodbye to the palace."

Zhong Shuo responded with a smile.

That's how you get coaxed.

It was getting late, Xiwen came in quietly and turned off the light, Zhong Shuo fell asleep leaning against Xiao Jiu's pillow, his sleeve still held by Xiao Jiu's hand.