What is Lu Xiao talking about
What is cheap or not
Qiu Yutong was baffled, and was muttering to herself when someone patted her shoulder lightly.
He was startled, and quickly turned around: "Who?"
Zhang Defu stood behind him and looked at him with a smile: "Young Master Xuerong, you are an old slave."
"Oh, it's you." Qiu Yutong breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little awkward. After all, being caught peeking through the window is really not an honorable thing.
Zhang Defu didn't seem to mind, his chubby face smiled very kindly, he looked into Qiu Yutong's eyes, as if he saw something precious: "Mr. Xuerong, why are you standing outside? Your Majesty is doing it inside." What about sweet-scented osmanthus cake, hurry up and help."
"Uh, I don't know much about cooking." Qiu Yutong subconsciously refused.
Why did he feel that Zhang Defu's smile was weird, and seemed to be a little coaxing
"Master Xuerong, this old slave also knows that he is talkative, but His Majesty..."
Zhang Defu was persuading Qiu Yutong earnestly, but Lu Xiao lowered his head and walked out while tidying up his cuffs.
He glanced at the two of them: "Zhang Defu, what's wrong?"
"Your Majesty, Mr. Xuerong came to the small kitchen on a special trip to help His Majesty." Zhang Defu smiled.
Qiu Yutong: "???"
"Oh? Really." Lu Xiao glanced at Qiu Yutong lightly, "Zhang Defu, take the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake to the outside of the bedroom, and then come and wait for me to bathe and change clothes."
Zhang Defu opened his mouth, looking like he was about to say "yes", but suddenly saw Qiu Yutong standing stupidly beside him.
The short and fat old eunuch rolled his small eyes around, and then rubbed his waist with a sad face: "Your Majesty, it's really unfortunate that this old slave's waist is accidentally twisted. It's better to let this snow Mr. Rong, wait for His Majesty to bathe and change clothes? What do you think?"
Qiu Yutong froze for a moment, then looked at Zhang Defu.
This guy was obviously very energetic just now, why does he look like his waist is twisted
"Let him serve me in the bath?" Lu Xiao frowned, and said displeasedly, "Zhang Defu, is your waist really twisted?"
Zhang Defu lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "This old slave dare not deceive the king."
Lu Xiao looked at him for a while, then suddenly sighed softly: "You don't have to. You know, it's useless."
Zhang Defu lowered his voice, pleadingly: "Your Majesty! Even if it is the old slave who begs you. For so many years, you have been like this. In this old slave's heart, in this heart..."
In the end, his voice almost choked up.
Qiu Yutong stood aside, always feeling that the atmosphere was a bit weird. He could understand every word Lu Xiao and Zhang Defu said, but when they got together, they were confused.
"Forget it." Lu Xiao was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Qiu Yutong, "Since Zhang Defu said that his waist is twisted, then you will take care of him."
"Well, I won't..." Qiu Yutong blinked, subconsciously trying to refuse, but out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the dark long sword hanging from Lu Xiao's waist—Ye Yu.
Last time, he sneaked into the bedroom to steal the sword while Lu Xiao was taking a bath, but Lu Xiao took Ye Yu with him even when he was taking a bath, which made him miss out.
Today, if he followed Lu Xiao into the bathroom, Lu Xiao couldn't put Ye Yu in the tub!
Qiu Yutong was thinking about it, Zhang Defu pushed him hard, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty has already left, why don't you hurry up and follow!"
When Qiu Yutong came back to her senses, she realized that Lu Xiao had gone far away, so she quickly followed.
"Master Xuerong!" Zhang Defu's hesitant voice came from behind.
Qiu Yutong stopped and looked back: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Defu looked at his face fixedly, with a very complicated expression: "Master Xuerong, you, you are so good at serving His Majesty, Your Majesty... oh, oh."
Qiu Yutong always felt that the other party had something to say, but Lu Xiao had already gone too far, so he could only nod indiscriminately: "I see."
"Master Xuerong..." Zhang Defu hesitated to speak, "Forget it, you go, remember to take good care of you."
…
When Qiu Yutong walked into the bathroom, Lu Xiao had let go of his long hair and was unfastening the long sword around his waist.
night rain.
Qiu Yutong stared at Ye Yu and subconsciously licked her lips. He thought for a while, imitating the appearance of those palace people, lowered his posture as much as possible, and said softly: "Your Majesty, give the sword to Xuerong."
Lu Xiao paused, then raised his eyelids, and glanced at him coldly.
The look was almost disgusted.
Qiu Yutong was a little flustered by him, where did she not learn well? Don't all the palace people talk like that? Soft, whiny, flattering.
Lu Xiao was silent for a moment, then said coldly, "Don't flatter me with this face."
... Well, it turns out that the problem is not the attitude, but the face.
Qiu Yutong thought blankly, how much does Lu Xiao hate him as a master
Lu Xiao ignored him no more, untied Ye Yu himself, and carefully placed it beside the bathtub to recline.
Qiu Yutong watched helplessly, disappointed in her heart, but there was nothing she could do.
Lu Xiao put Ye Yu away carefully, turned around again, and stood with his arms raised.
Qiu Yutong looked up at Lu Xiao, who also looked down at him, his dark eyes were cold.
The two looked at each other, and the room was silent.
After a moment of stalemate, Lu Xiao frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "Undress me. How did King Jin teach/teach you that you can't even serve people?"
Qiu Yutong, who had never served anyone in her life, suddenly realized, and quickly took a step forward, reaching for Lu Xiao's belt.
The jade belt worn by the Ninth Five-Year Lord is very delicate and complicated. Qiu Yutong tossed about half a cup of tea, sweating slightly on his forehead, and finally relieved it.
He put the jade belt on the screen next to him, and stretched out his hand to untie Lu Xiao's lapel collar.
"Hiss—" Lu Xiao gasped, and pushed Qiu Yutong away, "Do you want to strangle me to death?!"
Qiu Yutong was pushed back several steps, and couldn't help but stare at Lu Xiao, feeling extremely aggrieved in her heart. It was also the first time for a big girl to get on a bridal sedan chair while waiting for others to undress, so why would this boy be dissatisfied? !
"Idiot." Lu Xiao cursed unbearably, ripped open the front of his clothes, threw the snow-white jacket on the ground, turned around and stepped into the tub.
Qiu Yutong stood there dumbfounded, his mind went blank after being shocked by the phrase "idiot".
The villain, Lu Xiao, the villain!
It's nothing more than letting myself wait for him to undress and undress, but it's still like this, insulting the master like this... It's simply, it's deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!
He really wanted to rush forward, slap this scoundrel on the forehead, and teach him a lesson! Let this scoundrel swing his sword a thousand times, no, ten thousand times! There are still stones hanging on the sword body! Fifty catties, no, one hundred catties!
... Forget it, calm down, calm down.
Shuo Xuecheng's fifth commandment is to guard against impetuousness.
Come on, how can he be so calm!
Is this what the apprentice said? ! If the senior brothers and those apprentices dared to speak like that, they would have been pulled out of their spiritual roots, gouged out the Yuan Dan, and expelled from the gate wall of Shuoxue City!
Forget it, forget it, calm down, calm down, after all, this kid doesn't know who he is now... The most important thing now is to get Ye Yu.
After a while, Qiu Yutong managed to calm down and looked up at Lu Xiao.
It seemed that Lu Xiao didn't expect him to serve him anymore, so he washed up on his own, and didn't even bother to look at him.
Ye Yu was leaning against the outside of the tub, next to Lu Xiao's hand.
Qiu Yutong took a deep breath, did some mental training for a while, picked up a piece of fragrant soap next to her, and walked forward.
Lu Xiao glanced at him, but didn't speak.
Qiu Yutong hesitated for a moment, soaked the soap, put it on Lu Xiao's back, and swirled it slowly.
Lu Xiao's shoulders are strong and broad, his light honey-colored skin is covered with strong but not exaggerated muscles, and he looks full of explosive power like a beast. It is completely different from the skinny little boy in the snow back then. I don't know how these years are.
The fragrant soap swirled continuously, gradually from the back to the chest, and Lu Xiao also slowly relaxed, leaning back against the edge of the tub, closing his eyes and enjoying.
Seeing him close his eyes, Qiu Yutong was overjoyed, holding the fragrant soap in his right hand and swirling slowly, while his left hand silently stretched out towards Ye Yu.
Before his hand touched the scabbard, Lu Xiao suddenly said coldly, "Don't touch it."
Qiu Yutong was caught off guard, and could only laugh dryly: "This sword is here, it's a bit blocked."
"Oh, really?" Lu Xiao hooked the corners of his lips expressionlessly, and reached out to put Ye Yu on the other side of the tub.
Qiu Yutong: "..."
so tired.
After a while, after finally finishing beating the fragrant soap, Qiu Yutong thought for a while, then picked up a wooden ladle, scooped a scoop of hot water from the hot water bucket next to it, and slowly poured it on Lu Xiao's shoulders, rinsing Fine foam with fragrant soap.
He tried his best to pretend to be courteous, and said softly, "Your Majesty, is the water temperature suitable?"
Lu Xiao gave a faint "hmm".
Qiu Yutong took another scoop of hot water, suddenly overwhelmed, the scoop tilted suddenly!
"What are you doing?!" Lu Xiao roared angrily, grabbing the night rain next to the tub, which prevented the scabbard and fringe from getting soaked by the ladle of bath water.
"It's nothing, my hands slipped." Qiu Yutong was extremely frustrated.
He originally wanted to soak the night rain thoroughly, and then he could ask for the scabbard to be wiped, and then take the opportunity to slip away with the sword.
But Lu Xiao's reaction was too fast!
When this kid was learning swords back then, why did he react so slowly? He couldn't learn a simple sword move even after teaching it several times by hand!
Lu Xiao checked Ye Yu carefully to make sure he wasn't wet, so he carefully placed it next to the tub.
Then, he couldn't bear to point to the door of the bathroom: "Get out."
"You..." Qiu Yutong suffocated, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only look at Ye Yu reluctantly, and walked out of the bathroom in great disappointment.
Zhang Defu was wandering around in the courtyard in front of the bedroom. He saw Qiu Yutong with a look of disappointment on his chubby face: "You came out so soon? Why don't you accompany His Majesty to wash for a while? It doesn't matter if you wash for an hour or two. There is plenty of hot water, ahem, the old slave even put grease on the shelf... "
"..." Qiu Yutong really didn't want to talk to him, so she shook her head silently, turned around and walked to her west wing.
Zhang Defu grabbed his arm: "Hey, Mr. Xuerong, Your Majesty is going to have dinner later, so you can stay and join us."
Qiu Yutong was extremely depressed, and was about to refuse, but suddenly smelled the sweet scent of osmanthus cake, and nodded involuntarily: "Okay."