His original clothes had been burned to such a degree that they were hung on his body and were useless.

Lou Jing noticed that her eyes fell on him, and felt a burst of dryness.

He shivered suddenly.

Beaten's fingers landed on his back: "Does it hurt here?"

Lou Jing shook his head and nodded again, trying to focus on what she asked: "A little bit."

"Fortunately, the burn is not serious, it will be healed soon." Beaten touched a piece of skin on his arm again, and the voice almost rang in his ear.

Lou Jing shrank his neck, feeling that something was wrong with him.

He is broken.

"Wait, I'll go get some water to wipe you." Beaten left.

Lou Jing breathed a sigh of relief and touched himself. Most of his body was exposed. He couldn't help feeling ashamed when he thought that Beaten had just watched him all over.

But what can he do?

When Beaten called hot water to wipe his face, he tried to take it and wipe it himself, but he failed.

After wiping his face, he wiped his body again.

Lou Jing: "..."

He could hardly hold on.

After wiping the body, rub the burn cream again.

Beaten was afraid of his pain, so she rubbed and blew on him.

Lou Jing closed his eyes: "Palace Master, don't blow..."

"It won't hurt so much when you blow it." Beaten said confidently.

Lou Jing was silent.

He was a little uncomfortable, and something was wrong.

It's not that kind of discomfort, it's just... an indescribable kind of discomfort.

Lou Jing spurned such a self!

Guessing that Lou Jing was really about to explode, Beaten had to stop: "Then wait for the little servant to come back and let them get it for you?"

Lou Jing responded patiently.

Beaten finally left.

Lou Jing buried his face in the quilt, and his head was still messed up.

He couldn't believe Beaten actually liked him.

Lou Jing touched his face. If he had to find a better spot on him, it might be his face.

According to the reactions of other people and ghosts, his face should look good.

Did Beaten fall in love with him because of this face?

Lou Jing couldn't understand, he thought about these things vaguely, and gradually fell asleep.

Probably knowing that Beaten was here, he slept very peacefully.

Soon after he fell asleep, Beaten appeared beside him.

She touched his face and dropped a kiss on his forehead.

Beaten's eyes deepened and she walked out.

She has to settle the bill.

If it weren't for the fact that she happened to be called by the city lord of Youzhou to have a secret conversation tonight, she would not have let Lou Jing encounter this kind of danger...

And those ghosts, she won't let them appear in this world again.

As for the three princes...

Afraid that Lou Jing would ask, Beaten didn't move him for the time being.

If it wasn't for this dandy prince who led the ghost to Xuanqing Temple, how could such a thing happen?

There are many ways to make a person disappear silently, and it will take a long time to come.

Lou Jing was awakened by the coolness on the back of his hand.

He pulled away from the dream, still a little dazed that he didn't know what was in the past.

Until I heard Beaten's voice, everything around seemed to be real: "Lou Jing, are you awake?"

"Um."

Lou Jing tried to pull his hand back, but without success, Bitzen blamed him for moving: "It's not painted yet, don't move."

She began to blow the ointment on the back of his hand again.

Lou Jing turned his face away and could only let her blow.

After Beaten finished blowing, she leaned over and asked, "Lou Jing, how do you feel now, and where does your body still hurt?"

Lou Jing was afraid that she would open him up to check again, so he said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Lie." Beaten pierced him: "You must be hurting everywhere right now."

Lou Jing: "..."

Lou Jing could only change the subject: "Where's Thunderbolt? Is it okay?"

"It's all right, but the hair on its tail was burned, and it burned its tail and one front paw. I have asked Uncle Zhao to come and bandage it. I didn't let it in because I was afraid of disturbing you." Beaten asked: " Do you want to see it?"

Lou Jing nodded: "Is it okay?"

He is always worried if he doesn't touch his dog with his own hands.

"of course can."

Beaten let in the thunderbolt at the door, its front paws still bandaged, so it could only jump over and put one paw on the bed.

Lou Jing stretched out his hand to rub it: "Thunderbolt?"

Thunderbolt snorted, and handed his dog's head into his hand, his tail wagging happily.

Lou Jing touched Thunderbolt once, and found that it was indeed as Beaten said, its tail and paws were scalded, and he was relieved.

"Didn't lie to you?" Beaten poked Pili's bald tail: "Pili just ate a big pot of rice, and his appetite is pretty good, right?"

Thunderbolt turned his head and glanced at her, probably for the sake of her saving his master, and he was not as hostile to her as he used to be.

But Beaten laughed at it mercilessly: "Lou Jing, Thunderbolt's tail is bald and his head is bald, he looks so stupid."

thunderbolt:"……"

Lou Jing touched the dog's head, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but lift: "It's bald."

Thunderbolt: "Ouch!"

Lou Jing coaxed it: "It doesn't matter, after you become bald... um, it must be cuter."

Thunderbolt in the shape of a watermelon head: "!"

The owner says it becomes cute is to become cute!

Xuanqing Temple was burned, and Lou Jing could only temporarily live in Dingtian Mansion.

Lou Jing also thought about leaving, but was kept by Bitzen for various reasons.

Before, he didn't know what Beaten thought about him, and he was fooled by her... But now that he knew, he could vaguely feel the purpose behind each of Beaten's words.

She didn't want him to leave, so she kept all kinds of things.