Chapter 16 He Cares Very Much

It was raining lightly in Jinghua today, and Li Jing allowed it to be troublesome to hold an umbrella, so he finally stayed in the East Courtyard honestly. He was sitting on the tea couch making tea, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw the man on the bed looking at him intently.

Raising his brows slightly, he shook the teapot in his hand: "Do you want your grandfather to pour you tea again?"

Hua Yue returned to her senses, shook her head, glanced over his arm, and suddenly asked with concern, "Is your son's injury healed?"

Li Jingyun disagreed: "It's been a long time since that little injury, so naturally it's better."

She nodded, as if she was just asking casually. While her face returned to blood, she also returned to the coldness of the previous affairs, lying on her stomach quietly, as if isolated from the world.

Li Jingyun felt inexplicable, didn't take it to heart, and continued to make his tea.

But after a while, the man on the bed spoke again: "Young Master."

Li Jingyun gave a dissatisfied "tsk": "Can you finish it all at once if you have something to say?"

Hua Yue pursed her lips, as if hesitating, her eyes turned a few times, and she finally said, "Can you stand by the bed?"

How could a servant call a master like that? Li Jingyun was very dissatisfied, but out of curiosity, he got up and walked over.

"What do you want to do..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone grabbed his hand, Yin Huayue didn't even say hello, and just opened his sleeves.

When his arm was cold, he shuddered, lowered his head angrily and wanted to reprimand her, but when he looked down, he saw Yin Huayue staring intently at the wound on his arm.

Li Jingyun: "..."

The healed wound turned into a centipede-like scar, which looked ferocious and terrifying, but any daughter's family should have two points of fear. But this man was like a monster, not only did he not shy away, but he also reached out and touched it.

Warm fingertips rubbed against the scar, itchy and numb.

Uneasy all over, Li Jingyun said angrily, "What's so good about this."

Hua Yue withdrew her hand and didn't say a word, she stared at the bed string with her eyes down, she didn't mean to answer at all. Her face didn't look very good, and she was a little wobbly.

Looking at her suspiciously, he brushed his sleeves and sat down beside the bed, reaching out to touch her forehead: "Is the wound uncomfortable again?"

Thinking about things to herself, Hua Yue didn't understand what he said, and answered vaguely.

His face turned pale, and the corners of Li Jingyun's mouth twitched. He felt that he really didn't need to be angry with the patient. She could just watch it if she liked it. It wasn't him who was frightened anyway.

"Master." Badou hurriedly ran into the door and shouted, "There is a distinguished guest passing by."

Li Jingyun gave him a sideways look: "How expensive?"

Ba Dou choked and was dumbfounded. After calculating with his fingers, he burst into tears: "Young Master, how expensive Young Master Wen and Miss Han are, the servants don't know."

Wen Guzhi and Han Cream? Li Jingyun was a little surprised, how could these two come to the General's Mansion together?

There was a "dong" sound on the bed, and he turned around for no apparent reason, only to see Yin Huayue holding her bruised knee with a pale face, her eyes staring in the direction of the door, her eyes tense.

If you want to have a tail like Wang Fu, you should stand up at this time.

It was funny, he flicked her forehead: "what's the panic?"

"Young Master, Miss Han..." Hua Yue's voice became tight, "The servant should find a place to avoid it first."

"Where to avoid? Are you getting out of bed?" Li Jingyun slapped her down and glanced at her back.

The wound had never healed, but just now I don't know where it was pulled again, and a small piece of red was stained on the white underwear.

"You lie down and don't move." He sullenly said, "Move again, and I will immediately send you to the Han residence to be a maid."

Huayue: "..."

How can there be such a threat, for a while, can't tell if it's for her good or if she wants her to die.

The distinguished guest quickly entered the door, Li Jingyun lowered the curtain at the partition, turned around and met Wen Guzhi's amiable smiling face.

"The third master looks good today."

Li Jingyun stared at him for a moment, then laughed lightly, and reached out to straighten the lapel of his clothes: "Blessed by Tuowen's imperial doctor."

The smile collapsed a bit, Wen Guzhi looked behind him, and shook his head innocently at him.

It's none of my business, I've been kicked off the shelves.

He let him go to the side, and Han Shuang, who was at the back, stepped forward and saluted him: "Brother Jing Yun is well. Shuang'er heard that brother Jing Yun is not feeling well, so she came to see with Royal Doctor Wen."

Li Jingyun restrained his smile and spread his hands towards her: "I've seen it, I'm fine, you go back earlier."

No empathy at all.

Han Shuang felt a little aggrieved, but after thinking about it, she went ahead and said, "Previously, my aunt had arranged to let the little girl go to the temple with brother Jing Yun to offer incense. The little girl was delayed by something and caused brother Jing Yun to wait for a long time. There will be a sacrifice in the temple tomorrow. , I wonder if Brother Jing Yun can take the little girl to see it?"

Li Jingyun handed Wen Guzhi a cup of tea, and said indifferently, "The maid in my room was seriously injured. She just recovered half her life. She may not have time to go out these days, or she will have to collect her body when she comes back."

Huayue listened inside and took a deep breath.

How could this grandfather be good for her, or wish her to die!

If you don't mention it, after a long time, Miss Han may forget her little person and let her live, but now it's good, the old grievance adds a new one, Miss Han guesses that in her dreams, she will not forget to find a chance to kill her. Put it back in the office.

The atmosphere outside was a little frozen, and Wen Gu knew that the situation was wrong, and immediately said: "I'm here to change the medicine for that little girl, you two will chat first."

After saying that, he quickly jumped into the inner room.

Han Shuang stood in front of Li Jingyun, biting his lips white: "Brother Jing Yun is blaming Shuang'er? If Shuang'er said that Shuang'er didn't know about it, it was done by someone else, does brother Jing Yun believe it or not?"

"Do not believe."

The tears in Han Shuang's eyes "swiped" down.

"It's been so long, and you're still blaming me." She choked up, "Whether it was five years ago or five years later, why don't you believe me once?"

Li Jingyun didn't answer, and there were only low-pitched sobbing and whimpering in the outer room, which sounded particularly heavy.

Huayue stared at Wen Guzhi in the inner room.

She stared, because it was only three years since she came to the General's Mansion, and she didn't know what entanglement the two had five years ago. It seemed that there were quite a few stories. And Wen Guzhi stared because... "How did you recover so quickly?" He stuttered and whispered, "I thought it would take at least ten days to recover."

Hua Yue thought about it for a while, and bowed her hands to him: "Thank you for the rejuvenation of the imperial doctor."

"Hey, I can't thank me for that, I just wrote the prescription." He looked her up and down, touched his chin, and said narrowly, "It's really cool, no wonder our third master treats her differently and cares a lot."

Hua Yue's face darkened: "Do you care?"

"Oh, you don't know what happened when you see it." Wen Guzhi hooked her finger at her, asked her to get closer, and then said softly, "Our third master, the old Tieshu, has bloomed acacia, and it hurts your heart. Well, he said that if you want to have three strengths and two weaknesses, he will not live!"

Huayue: "..."

Although her mind was chaotic at the time, she knew without thinking about it that Li Jingyun would never say such nonsense.

Looking at the gentle-looking imperial doctor in front of her, Hua Yue gave him an unreliable fork in her heart.

"Hey, your eyes hurt my heart." Wen Guzhi said flatly, "I never tell lies. If you don't believe me, take a look."

Sitting up straight, he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Girl, if you want to change the medicine, you have to take off your clothes. If you're sick, you shouldn't be a doctor, so please let the girl go."

After speaking, he stretched out his fingers and counted silently: three, two...

As soon as he counted, the curtain at the partition was lifted, and Li Jingyun stepped in without expression, looking at her and Wen Guzhi.

"You are responsible for cleaning up the trouble you brought." He stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder. "If you can't handle it, just get out with her."

After reviewing the old and knowing the joy, he winked at Huayue while he was happy: Did you see it?

Hua Yue was stunned, she didn't react for a while, but Li Jingyun moved quickly, the ointment was left, and people pushed outside the partition.

The crying outside stopped abruptly.

Cleaned up.

Patting the ashes on his robe, Li Jingyun turned around and met Yin Huayue's complicated eyes.

"What? You're looking silly for watching the fun?" He sat down beside the bed and put his index finger between her eyebrows, "Hunxi, come back."

Hua Yue turned her head to avoid his hand, feeling a little uncomfortable, lowered her head and said vaguely: "The slave can change the medicine by herself."

"Then you're amazing, you can reach your vest." Li Jingyun gave her a glance and reached out to untie her belt, "What kind of slave do you want to be if you have this ability, go directly to the street to perform and keep a lot of money."

When her shoulders cooled, Hua Yue was so startled that she stretched out her hand to hold down the half-fading fabric, and Li Jingyun gave her a sideways look: "I've seen it all, what did I do earlier, let go."

Hua Yue pursed her lips, her knuckles gripping the fabric turned white, not as shy, but as if she really resisted him.

Li Jingyun was stunned, stared at her for a while, and suddenly became a little annoyed: "You are a slave, with this scar on your back, why don't you want to marry a wealthy family?"

"……No."

"Don't you mind what?"

"..." Hua Yue didn't say a word, she just silently pulled her clothes over her shoulders and stubbornly pinched the collar.

With this expression as if he was afraid that he would take advantage of her, Li Jingyun threw away the ointment and said coldly, "I am willing to serve you? Love can't be changed, it's not someone else who hurts when the wound rots. ."

After saying that, he got up, threw the curtain and went out.

"Brother Jing Yun?" Han Shuang's voice came from outside, and Wen Guzhi seemed a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Li Jingyun didn't speak, and then walked in a hurry, and several people went out the front and back.

The room fell silent, Huayue stared at the ointment on the ground for a while and became sullen for a while, and her pale face was not at all cheerful, like Wangfu wetted by the rain, clucking.

The fingertips stretched out and retracted, she hesitated for a while, then cursed in a low voice, stretched out her hand on the bed string, and gently picked up the ointment.