Seeing Du Yinyun take the initiative to ask for trauma medicine, He Yunxiao heaved a sigh of relief.
The little girl finally regained her confidence.
I just don’t know how long the pie I drew will last.
He Yunxiao did not draw a big cake for Du Yinyun randomly, but drew it after careful consideration.
Although the novel is not over yet and the fate of the characters has not yet been determined, but relying on He Yunxiao's rich reading experience in his previous life, under normal circumstances, if the court like this has revenge for the protagonist's family and extermination, most of the endings will be that the protagonist overthrows the court. Establish a new dynasty.
It's just that in the current 200,000-word novel, the biggest suspect is actually his father He Yuanhao.
In fact, this seemingly most suspicious person is often not the real culprit.
At the same time, He Yunxiao, who inherited the memory of the original owner, also believes that it must not be the father who did it, but the key to the problem is whether Chu Fan believes it or not.
That's kind of fucked up.
Therefore, the protagonist Chu Fan must be properly guided, otherwise his head will be lost.
As for whether Chu Fan will be the emperor or someone else will be the emperor in the end, He Yunxiao has no interest. Being the emperor is too troublesome, and he has to get up early every day to go to court. Who can stand it
He is still more interested in why the family spreads its branches and leaves and continues the incense.
The painstaking effort to paint this big cake is actually mainly to help Sister Du regain her confidence. A happy little girl is cuter.
Du Yinyun unscrewed the bottle cap of the trauma medicine, poured the medicine powder into a bowl and mixed it with hot water until it was like a plaster, then picked up some with her slender fingers, and gently applied it on the bruised part of He Yunxiao's body.
When the cold fingers touched the hot skin, both of them trembled.
Seeing Du Yinyun's favorability of 90, He Yunxiao kept hinting to himself, trying to break through the hateful confinement of modern thought again!
I'm a villain, I'm a villain, I'm a villain...
Two loves, two loves, two loves...
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay...
Du Yinyun noticed He Yunxiao's greedy gaze, which she had seen on many men. However, facing He Yunxiao alone, instead of feeling disgusted in her heart, she was a little happy.
This is the hero who rescued her from the abyss.
She said shyly, "My lord, you can just treat Yin Yun as a slave."
Speaking of this, if He Yunxiao didn't take any action, he might not be as good as the eunuch in the palace.
The eunuchs all know to do it.
So he held Du Yinyun's small hand and rubbed it repeatedly in the palm of his hand.
"My lord, you haven't finished applying medicine to your injuries yet."
Even though Du Yinyun said so, she had no intention of withdrawing her little hand at all. She just let her hand lie quietly in He Yunxiao's palm, greedily enjoying the sense of security from the big hand that she had never had before.
He Yunxiao played with his slender hands, and couldn't help comparing Sister Du and Sister Jiang in his heart.
Du Yinyun's slender hands are like hand molds, with slender and slender fingers, and her skin is as white as fat, and it feels cold to the touch, like a piece of jade.
Jiang Wuyou's hands are the same as his own, a little sensual, probably because of dancing practice, the entire palm seems soft and boneless, and can be kneaded at will. And the hand temperature is very good. When you put it in your hand for the first time, it's like soaking your hand in fresh well water. It's warm in winter and cool in summer.
One of Du Yinyun's small hands was forcibly "requisitioned". After a few minutes, the roots of Du Yinyun's ears turned red.
Finally, all the bruises on He Yunxiao's body were covered with ointment.
Du Yinyun's tone was full of discussion, and she said shyly, "My lord, why don't you let Yinyun wrap you in gauze first?"
He Yunxiao had a smile in his eyes, he really thought this girl was extremely cute.
"No, I'll let you wrap it up if you beg me."
Even if Du Yinyun blamed her, her tone was not as tough as Jiang Wuyou's, but very weak.
"The young master is unreasonable, it is obviously the young master who was injured."
He Yunxiao smiled and said: "I am He Yunxiao, the leader of Yin Jing's evil youth! Why do you want to reason with me, a little girl? Beg me quickly, or I will be seriously injured and die. If this is the case, it is all your responsibility."
Du Yinyun lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, and whispered a few words.
It was just nonsense at first, He Yunxiao naturally wouldn't take it seriously, let go of her hand so that she could wrap gauze on the bruise for herself.
It's a pity that although He Yunxiao's words restored Du Yinyun's arrogance and self-confidence, they failed to change the substantive things after all.
For example, the matter of tying gauze was too difficult for Du Yinyun, a housework idiot.
He Yunxiao flicked her forehead as a punishment, and then started to tie it up with two or three strokes, very simple.
It's time to get down to business.
He Yunxiao took his little hand and thought about it.
"Ahem, Yinyun, just now I said that we must not expose the relationship between our comrades in front of outsiders."
"Um."
"Ahem, now if Sister Jiang is standing there, what should you do?"
Du Yinyun thought for a while, the smile and shyness on her face gradually subsided, and when she was expressionless, her demeanor gradually became indifferent and cold. If he hadn't been holding hands now, He Yunxiao would really have thought that Du Huakui now was the Du Yinyun he had seen head-on for the first time on the martial arts arena.
Of course, Du Yinyun, who now has confidence and arrogance, is much more beautiful than then.
Du Yinyun stared at He Yunxiao with beautiful eyes, frowned slightly, and spoke calmly, with hints of anger.
"Mr. He is the direct descendant of the Hou family, a body of a thousand gold, how could he sneak into the little girl's room?"
Just looking at the expressions and words, He Yunxiao was really a little frightened, and hurriedly rubbed his slender hands to comfort himself.
It can only be said that she is worthy of being an oiran! The basic skills are quite solid. This look, this expression, and this acting skill, in the previous life, directly killed a lot of traffic niches.
After admiring Du Yinyun's professionalism, He Yunxiao also became playful, moved his body, and moved closer to Du Yinyun.
"Father He Yuanhao, a second-rank member of the court, even the Queen Mother must be polite when he sees him. In the palace, I, He Yunxiao, will go as soon as I say. Is this hut of yours more expensive than the Queen Mother's bedroom?"
Du Yinyun's tone was even colder.
"The little girl's boudoir is naturally not comparable to the Queen Mother's bedroom, but it is not a Buddhist temple on the mountain. You can come and go as you like with any pickled goods and spend some incense money."
He Yunxiao looked at Du Yinyun's small red mouth, and really didn't realize that her mouth is so powerful!
He Yunxiao said: "Young master, I have come in now. Not only do I come in, but I also want to eat and sleep here. If you don't give me some benefits, I will not leave. How about you?"
Du Yinyun frowned her pretty eyebrows, "What do you want, my lord?"
"I don't want anything but you."
"Don't even think about it! I will kill you immediately, and I won't take advantage of you!"
After Du Huakui finished speaking harshly, he immediately let out a soft cry.
It turned out that it was He Yunxiao who pulled her hard and pulled her over.
He Yunxiao said fiercely: "I want to see, how do you seek death?"
The slender waist was restrained by He Yunxiao's arm. Du Yinyun couldn't resist, but her character would not change. She said forcefully: "Young master is lawless, disregarding the way of heaven, and disregarding the blessings of future generations? Don't be afraid of being... well …”
The air in the room suddenly became sparse, and the two fell into short-term hypoxia at the same time.
That sentence is right, no matter how hard a small mouth is, it will be soft when kissed.
He Yunxiao was surprisingly diligent in making money. He was not satisfied with only a guaranteed job, so he started a part-time job with his hardworking hands to earn some benefits from Du Yinyun.
Facts have proved that this benefit is very worthwhile.
It's hard to describe in words, but one can figure out a thing or two from Jiang Wuyou's angry expression.
The competition session is over, and the flower falling session is about to begin.
After Jiang Huakui supported Du Huakui through the martial arts competition, he quickly got up and ran towards Du Yinyun's room in the side building.
Among them, there is both the urgency to quickly inform Du Huakui to go back to host the falling flowers session, and there is also concern about He Yunxiao's injury.
There is also a less important point, that Li Jin suddenly visited Chunfeng Tower for some reason, and pointed to He Yunxiao himself to see him.
Jiang Wuyou holds Yan Guo's intelligence network in Yin Jing, and knows much more than others. She knew that Li Jin, the son, had no talent. Although the relationship between the court and China was very strong, he was not taken seriously by the Li family, so she didn't take him very seriously.
I thought the situation of being injured was sad and desolate, but I never expected that when Jiang Wuyou walked to Du Yinyun's door, he heard the two people in the room using "sneaky", "pickled", "hold on" , "crashed to death" and other words to communicate in a "friendly" way.
Jiang Wuyou knew Du Yinyun well. This girl Du is a descendant of a general. Even though she had a good impression of He Yunxiao because of the previous incident, if He Yunxiao dared to cross the thunder pool without authorization, Jiang Wuyou had no doubt that Du Yinyun would take her own life. Find a break.
So, when Jiang Wuyou heard the sudden silence in the room, he knew something was wrong, pushed open the door on the spot, and rushed in.
Brothers, I just learned today that the recommendation of the website is related to follow-up reading. If there is no follow-up reading, there is no recommendation. The masters who keep books didn’t turn to the end beforehand, just read it later, and read it when you have time. The author wants some exposure for his new book. o(╥﹏╥)o
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