Chapter 8 The dog that disturbs people's hearts

What does it mean that the house leaks when it rains overnight, and what makes people choked up when they drink cold water on their backs, Li Jingyun leaned against the courtyard wall and sighed, thinking that today is really going to kill him, he could still run, but at a glance the person standing in front of him Who, he doesn't even have the desire to move his legs.

——According to the agreement, if someone finds out, the slave will be the first to lead someone to capture the son.

A prophecy.

Curling his lips, Li Jingyun stretched out his hands and handed them to Yin Huayue.

In the firelight, Huayue was a little distracted, but in just a moment, she turned around and greeted the nursing home who came over.

"Yin Zhang?" The nurses stopped when they saw it was her, "It's so late, why are you here?"

"Young Master can't sleep in the middle of the night, so I'll accompany him out for a walk." Hua Yue glanced at Wang Fu and sighed, "It's night, and it hasn't been on alert yet, but just by flashing your torches, it will make it a bad person. "

"..."

Li Jingyun raised his head in amazement.

The person in front of him had a straight back, and when he looked from behind, he could just see her red-hot earlobes.

"This... do you need the younger ones to send the young master back?"

"No, you continue to patrol, and I will lead the son back to the East Court."

"Yes."

The nurses scattered back and forth one step at a time, and Hua Yue turned around and reached out to the person leaning in the shadows.

Her fingers were slender and soft, and they looked extra gentle under the moonlight.

Li Jingyun's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Aren't you going to bring someone to arrest me?"

Hua Yue smiled: "Young master, the ribs that fell on the table, as long as they can be picked up, they won't be thrown to the ground."

"You dare to say that the father is ribs?"

"Ouch?" Wang Fu tilted his head and looked at the man in front of him in a puzzled way, thinking that it didn't look like a beautiful and delicious sparerib.

Huayue patted its head, then passed over it, grabbed Li Jingyun's arm, and put it on her shoulder.

"what are you doing?"

Hua Yue supported him and pressed most of his body on top of her, "This servant will lead you back to the yard."

Feeling a little strange in his heart, Li Jingyun followed her reluctantly, running vaguely in his mouth: "Yin Zhangshi took the wrong medicine."

"Do you want the young master to accept his favor?"

"Just say it if you want, I'm not a stingy person."

"Why are you walking so slowly? Your legs aren't broken, why are you waiting for dawn?"

Huayue didn't reply a word.

After returning to the east courtyard and closing the door of the main house, Huayue went to the cabinet to find the medicine box, and knelt down beside his bed with her arms in her arms.

Li Jingyun's face was very wonderful in an instant, colorful and bright red.

"When did you find out?"

Huayue lowered her head and mixed the powder: "When it was by the courtyard wall."

He was a little annoyed: "Then you don't say a word on the way, waiting to see my jokes?"

Hua Yue pursed her lips and reached out to touch his cuff, but as soon as she touched it, the man in front of him withdrew his hand and held it tightly.

She raised her eyes: "You don't have to be shy, son."

"Shy... I have nothing to be shy about."

Having said that, the whole Jun Lang's face was clearly written with anger and anger.

Too lazy to be stubborn with him, Hua Yue directly took his hand and rolled up the cuffs for him a little bit. Nothing to hide."

As soon as the words fell, Huayue saw the wound on his arm, the knife wound, and the cut was so deep that the flesh was rolled up.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at him.

How could the son of a rich family have such an injury on his body, and the one in front of him seemed to be used to it, not surprised at all, just staring at her like a wounded beast, grinding his teeth and considering eating her to make up his body.

Rolling up his sleeves calmly, Hua Yue took the medicine and rubbed it around the wound.

Li Jingyun said impatiently: "Apply the medicine, just apply the medicine, what kind of breath are you blowing, I'm not a three-year-old child who is afraid of pain."

That being said, the blown-up hair all over his body finally smoothed out a little bit. He leaned on the soft pillow angrily, and with a glance out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the back of Yin Huayue's neck that was exposed because he lowered his head.

This life is white, even if the candlelight turns her light orange, she doesn't feel warm when she looks at it.

Just as his uninjured hand touched the jade pendant on the hook of the sleeping tent, Bai Yu's tentacles were cold, and Li Jingyun turned his eyes and stretched his hand towards the back of her neck.

Is it hot?

The warm touch spread from his fingertips to his heart, Li Jingyun paused, as if he didn't react, his dark pupils were stained with a layer of mist, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

This felt so strange, he didn't even want to understand what was going on when he saw Yin Huayue's face close at hand.

Hua Yue held the medicine bottle and looked at him coldly.

Li Jingyun felt an inexplicable chill down his spine.

He let go of his hand without a trace, turned his head to one side, paused, and urged slightly annoyed, "Isn't it ready yet?"

"This injury was cut by an arrow. Although there is no residue in it, the skin has turned so badly that it is impossible to wrap it at will. Tomorrow will be a high fever." Hua Yue took a needle and burned it red on the candle, "Young master still You have to endure."

Li Jingyun's eyes widened: "What do you want to do?"

"Two stitches will do." Hua Yue skillfully threading the thread, "Young master is a man who can stand up to the sky and can handle swords. How can you be afraid of this little thing?"

"It's not you who is afraid of needles, it's you." He frowned. "You're not a doctor, so you can do it rashly. If you make a mistake, you'll have to kill yourself?"

Hua Yue shook her head: "This servant is familiar with this way, please rest assured, my son."

The words fell, and without waiting for him to continue struggling, he turned around and clamped half of his arm with his arm, exposed the wound to the candlelight, and dropped the needle neatly.

Li Jingyun sucked in a breath of cold air, angry and painful, and wanted to shout, a manly man, it's embarrassing. But bear with it, it's really painful.

Yin Huayue turned her back to him, determined to ignore his struggles.Li Jingyun snorted, opened his mouth to reveal his fangs, and bit her shoulder fiercely.

Hua Yue's body froze, and she scolded silently, but in just a moment, she resumed her movements and continued to sew.

The aroma of this man's body was filled with his breath, Li Jingyun bit his strength, and looked up uncomfortably. The man in front of him was staring intently at his wound, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his pupils narrowed.

This person's pupils turned out to be light brown, looking at the light, like a piece of amber.

Reaching out his hand and wanting to touch it again, Li Jingyun recovered in time this time, glared at his hand, thinking about what's wrong, why do you always want to touch others.

It would be fine if met a beautiful woman who was all over the country, but the one in front of me was clearly a dog with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth.

"Where did the son go tonight?" The dog said human words.