He took off his armor and took a bath.
Wars happen almost every day these days. Every time he comes back, he will go back to his room to take a shower, get rid of the bloody smell on his body, wipe off the water droplets on his body, and change his clothes again to make sure that there is no bloody smell on his body. , and then walked to Xu Zhimo's room.
The night at Hanling Pass always came very early, and within a short while, the sky was completely dark.
Xu Zhimo's room was already lit, and the light from the candles filtered through the window, making it very warm in the cold night.
Ji Xiaoyao paced into the room, and immediately saw Xu Zhimo sitting on the bed reading a book.
The candlelight illuminates the room, the man on the bed is still in white clothes and black hair, reading the book intently, but sometimes his brows are slightly frowned, and he wants to move the place but he has to give up because of the injury on his back.
But he still looks like that, even if the back injury is so serious that he can hardly get out of bed, he never shows any boredom, or Ji Xiaoyao can't see any emotion on this person , the ancient well has no waves, it is extremely dull.
Walking to the bed, he reached out and took out the book in his hand.
Only then did Xu Zhimo raise his head and noticed the person who came in.
"Why don't you take a good rest? Is the wound on your back still hurting?" Ji Xiaoyao casually put the book on the small cabinet beside him, and stared at the man in front of him with peach blossom eyes.
Xu Zhimo shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt, it's just that sitting is a bit boring, so I found a book to read."
Ji Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was either killing the enemy outside the city or discussing war with these people in the hall of the general's mansion these few days. He really got up earlier than a chicken and slept later than a dog.
"Sorry, these days..." Subconsciously, Ji Xiaoyao felt a little guilty for some reason.
Something flashed in Xu Zhimo's calm eyes, and he said with a smile,
"You are the commander of Hanling Pass. It is your inescapable responsibility to fight the enemy. Why do you say sorry to me?"
Xu Zhimo's voice was gentle, with his unique fairy air, Ji Xiaoyao couldn't help but think, he is really a fairy.
Ignoring the thoughts that flashed through his mind and couldn't catch them quickly, Ji Xiaoyao turned around and brought ointment and bandages from the side.
"Let me change your medicine."
"Ok."
No matter how much Xu Zhimo looked like a god, he was still not a god after all. After five or six days, he still couldn't undress and put on his clothes by himself, and the injury on his back didn't allow him to do so.
Ji Xiaoyao's slender and beautiful hands gently unbuttoned his jacket. Xu Zhimo's body was the same as his, glowing white, but not as weak and white as those soft and weak men. It is very powerful.
But at this moment, this body, which can be said to be perfect, was almost completely wrapped in gauze.
She couldn't remove the gauze on his body lightly, for fear of hurting him.
Gruesome wounds appeared in front of his eyes, and his supposedly innocent back seemed to have been roasted on a fire, and there was nothing to see.
Even after so many days, these wounds are still very scary.
Ji Xiaoyao asked the medical officer if there would be scars on his back, but the medical officer just shook his head with a bitter face, not daring to speak, what should he do if there are really scars? Will he be angry, will he regret saving him.
"Hmph..." A deep, muffled groan brought Ji Xiaoyao back to his thoughts, and he suddenly realized that he had accidentally touched his wound just now.
"Sorry..." Withdrawing his thoughts, he concentrated on applying the medicine and bandaging his wound. After doing all this, Ji Xiaoyao broke out in sweat.
"Master Ji, I won't take a bath in the next few days."
Suddenly, Xu Zhimo's voice came.
Ji Xiaoyao was stunned again, and slapped his thigh suddenly, how could he forget such an important thing, this person loves to be clean, and he doesn't want him to be a rough guy, how can he not take a bath for a few days
But belatedly, I remembered what the medical officer said, the wound should not get wet, or it will get worse, not to mention that he can't move yet, it is impossible for him to take a bath by himself now, so he can only get someone to wipe his body .
"Wait, I'll call someone."
After finishing the words, he got up and got out of bed, and walked out, Xu Zhimo looked at his back, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes...
Ji Xiaoyao didn't know it at all. After he went out, he sent someone to make a pot of hot water, and called a few smart and capable servants. As for why he didn't call him a maid, he guessed that Mr. Xu, who has always been ascetic, would not let a woman Just look at the body casually.
"My lord, are you looking for us?" In the eyes of the boy, the person in front of him was still Mo Jinyao, after all Ji Xiaoyao was wearing a human skin mask.
"Well, you... go and help Mr. Xu wipe his body."
"yes."
"Be careful, Mr. Xu is still injured, don't touch it."
"Young master, don't worry."
A few servants carried hot water and towels and walked towards Xu Zhimo's room, while Ji Xiaoyao just stared at their backs, unblinking, wondering what he was thinking.
Just when the boy put his hands on Xu Zhimo's door and was about to push it open, Ji Xiaoyao stopped them.
"wait."
"What's your order, my lord?"
"...you guys go down, give me the bucket and the towel." Ji Xiaoyao held back for a long time before choking out such a sentence.
The little servants and the second monk are puzzled. They don’t know why the prince is going crazy. You are the prince. Even if your savior is in the room, you don’t have to do this. Besides, these things should be done right now. Do what people do, what are you struggling with.
The boys dared to think or not to speak, just joking, the person in front of them was their master, the master of this Hanling Pass, they would only ask if they wanted their lives.
These boys handed over the things in their hands to Ji Xiaoyao and retreated.
And Ji Xiaoyao looked at the things in his hands, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should go in, he didn't understand why he called those little servants, and he didn't know why he wanted to go by himself, but subconsciously, he just wanted to go in. The thought of a few servants seeing Xu Zhimo's body, or even touching Xu Zhimo's body, made him feel dizzy.
But who is Mr. Ji? He still wants to do this even though he feels uncomfortable. Is there something wrong with him? So Mr. Ji opened his mouth, and after he spoke, he was contradicted again. Mr. Ji once again hated the people from Beidi. If the people from Beidi hadn't come to assassinate him, Xu Zhimo would never have been injured for saving him. Blame her for fooling her back then, not to mention the fact that a person was holding a water basin outside the door in the middle of the night, annoyed about whether to go in or not.
For the time being, Young Master Ji only thought about these things. As for why he felt uncomfortable when he saw the young man carrying water to wipe Xu Zhimo's body, Young Master Ji chose to ignore it automatically.