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Chapter 18 The Correct Dog Breeding Situation
Chapter 18 The Correct Dog Breeding Situation
"Dear guest." The voice of the shopkeeper of Qifeng Building suddenly sounded outside the door, "Mr. Li upstairs brought you wine, which is just out of the cellar."
Zhou Heshuo returned to his senses and glanced at the sky outside the window: "No need, I will go back now, and settle the bills upstairs together."
"Yes."
The guard picked her up, Zhou Heshuo walked up to her and said with a chuckle, "Be good, don't tell others that you've seen me, or...it's easy to lose your head."
Hua Yue gave him a frightened look and nodded hastily.
Zhou Heshuo assured someone to send her back to the General's Mansion.
The light rain stopped, the sun shone on the water on the window sill, dazzling light, Huayue lay back on the familiar bed, the strings in her mind loosened, and the whole person suddenly became drowsy.
A soap boot stepped into the door, making a slight noise, and Huayue heard it, raised her head with difficulty, and saw a person standing beside the bed in a daze.
"Isn't it that you don't want to see me?" The man leaned over and looked at her with a strange tone, "Why are you lying for me?"
Hua Yue heard who it was, but there was a mess in her head, and she couldn't react at all. She held the pillow for a while before mumbling, "No."
"there is nothing?"
"I didn't help you."
The weak and pitiful appearance before disappeared completely, Yin Zhangshi returned to her territory, and pursed the corner of her mouth again, her brows and eyes were cold, and her tone was unwavering: "This servant must save her life."
The man beside the bed snorted: "I really want to save my life, wouldn't it be better to sell me? There will also be a lot of reward silver. If you are torn apart, you will die with no bones left."
"..." Burying her head into the pillow, she was silent, and the dizziness in her head pulled her down like a vortex.
In the confusion, Hua Yue heard a sigh, and then there was a cold on her forehead.
"Who did you learn the bad temper from?" Li Jingyun sat down beside the bed, pulled her over and put her on his lap, full of disgust, "Haven't the Director's Court smoothed out your thorns?"
The man in his arms must have been confused, he half-opened his eyes to look at him, his eyes were full of mist, the corners of his mouth pursed in disapproval, and he snorted very lightly in his nose.
Dare to hum? Li Jingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, twisted the cold water handkerchief and put it on her, reached out and poked her flushed cheeks: "If you take it softly with outsiders, you will be stunned here. I told you not to change your medicine, now it's uncomfortable, right? deserve it."
Moist eyes stared at him, Hua Yue was half awake, and said in a trance: "I don't believe you."
"What?" Li Jingyun was puzzled and lowered his head to approach her.
"I don't believe you."
"Don't believe me what?"
"I don't believe you..." She murmured vaguely, and she frowned, and even the breath she exhaled was astonishingly hot.
Burned to the point of talking nonsense, Li Jingyun shook his head, thinking about it, but he didn't bother to bother with her, so he first ordered Badou to boil the medicine.
Like a roasted sweet potato in his arms, Li Jingyun looked left and right, trying to get a pillow to put on her, but when the pillow moved, something was exposed underneath.
The familiar piece of yellow paper, the stuff wrapped in it was already hard, he picked it up and took a look, good guy, as soon as the ointment was pasted, for some reason she folded it squarely and carefully, and pressed it under the pillow.
It was what he brought her that day.
After staring at it for a while, Li Jingyun suddenly smiled, he put the ointment and pillow back, and then brought a new ointment.
The clothes were taken off, and some of the unhealed wounds on the back were flushed red. Hua Yue grunted uncomfortablely and wanted to struggle, but Li Jingyun quickly pressed her down and said angrily, "Do you still want this back?"
"I want..." The man in his arms flattened his mouth, and the end sound suddenly brought on a cry.
Li Jingyun paused and softened his tone: "Master is not murdering you, but you can see for yourself, who else in the yard can help you besides master?"
"Wang Fu..."
"Is that a man?"
With the corners of her mouth down, Hua Yue reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes, choked with grievances.
"...Okay." Li Jingyun wiped his face and decided to bend and stretch, "It's human."
"..."
The cold ointment on the fingertips was applied to the red and swollen wound, and Li Jingyun asked himself, "How did you think of saying that the jade pendant was lost the day you saw Han Shuang?"
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you tell the truth, there is a way for you to come back."
He thought for a while, then curled his lips: "But since you have helped me, I will remember your favor."
The person in his arms was quiet, he glanced at her, and said uncomfortably, "If you have any requirements, you can also mention it."
"But it can't be too much. You can't ask me to take back my last request."
"..."
"What? I'm not satisfied with this?" Seeing that she still didn't respond, he stopped and hooked her chin in dissatisfaction. "Being a slave, the most important thing is to get an inch..."
The last word got stuck in throat and swallowed it back.
Li Jingyun's eyes moved slightly.
The man in front of him had his eyes closed and his breathing steady, like a noisy little puppy finally falling asleep honestly, his thick eyelashes didn't move, and the curved end of his eyes looked obedient and cute.
Letting go of her, Li Jingyun was stunned for a moment, then inexplicably laughed in a low voice.
The spring day broke through the clouds, and the flowers and plants in the yard with rain were all sparkling. Two sparrows rested on the branches and looked in the window with their feathered wings.
Someone was sitting on the bed wearing a robe of Qingxuan catching cranes, and the cloud and thunder patterns on the hem of the clothes were spread out on the strings of the bed, like the dark arena on the training ground.
But there were no swords on the arena, but there was a girl with half torn clothes lying on her face, with black hair like clouds and scars.
The sparrow couldn't understand, and the sparrow chirped twice.
As if being recalled by a bird's call, Li Jingyun pursed his lips, folded the sleeves of his robe, and put his hand on top of her head gently.
"Good job, Xiao Wangfu." He said softly.
Xiao Wangfu, who was lying on his stomach, fell asleep, not hearing his praise.
Three days later, Yin Huayue's injury finally recovered, and she was able to get out of bed and start doing some ordinary chores. However, the first task she received was a bit tricky.
The sun is just right in the East Courtyard, sit by the stone table and put a pot of good tea, and you can spend the afternoon leisurely. Li Jingyun squinted at the clear sky, yawned lazily, and his eyes were full of ink.
Hua Yue took a step towards him, folded her hands, and held her breath.
He didn't look back.
Hua Yue pursed her lips and took another step, her skirt swayed, and her embroidered shoes made a "click" on the bluestone slab.
Li Jingyun still seemed to be unaware.
With her cheeks bulging, Hua Yue took a deep breath and planned to speak directly—"Master, I won't go." The man with his back turned to her suddenly made a sound, and she gave a straight answer without asking her.
Choking in his throat, Hua Yue coughed and looked at him in disbelief.
Li Jingyun finally turned around, the jade fan in his hand twirled, and he shook his head: "Just like you, how dare you say that you are the most stable servant in the general's house?"
"Young Master." Hua Yue really didn't understand, "The servant hasn't said anything yet, why can't you tell me?"
"It's sunny in Jinghua, and the hunting grounds in the eastern suburbs must be open." Li Jingyun said lazily, "Every year I will be asked to 'open the mountain'. This year, I am tired and don't want to go."
"However, Madam said that a lot of people will go this year, and those who have made friends with you, as well as the nobles in the palace, will go."
With a snort, Li Jingyun pressed the fan bone against the table string, and swept the end of his eyes in her direction, with a two-pointed teasing: "Why don't you just say Han Shuang is going?"
"..." Hua Yue shut up and looked to the side with a guilty conscience.
He turned his face to look at her, and said with emotion: "You unfamiliar dog, it has only been injured for a few days, so I hurriedly wanted to sell the owner for glory. I'm blind and I love you so much."
Her ears felt a little hot for no reason, Hua Yue took two steps back and frowned, "Young Master, Madam is for your own good."
"Yes, there's nothing wrong with the lady in your mouth. It's all because the master doesn't know what to do and doesn't appreciate favors." Li Jingyun half-closed his eyes, a little embarrassed.
Before this, Hua Yue decided to think that he was the young master and got angry, so he was rebellious and tied him directly. But, these few days... She lowered her eyes and felt a little embarrassed to start.
After thinking for a moment, Hua Yue reached out and poured tea for him: "I heard that the hunting ground in the eastern suburbs is very big, and it has everything in it."
He changed his hand to support his face, and pointed the back of his head to her: "Nothing new."
"Then, how is your son's riding?" she asked with a smile.
Li Jingyun sneered: "Why do you think Grandpa is tired? With so many people, no one can compete with Grandpa."
Hua Yue was surprised: "Young master is so powerful."
"Humph."
After thinking about it, Hua Yue whispered: "It's okay not to enter the prey. There is a hot spring next to the hunting ground. It's not bad for the young master to enjoy the scenery and rest."
"Don't go."
"Then, what about the wine shop halfway up the mountain? I heard that there is very delicious game."
"Don't go." Li Jingyun became impatient, "Don't say that there are some of these. Today, if you don't want to go, you won't go.
Softening her brows, Hua Yue sniffed at the tip of her nose: "This servant has never been to the hunting ground."
"..."
Li Jingyun paused and did not look back.
She smiled again, her eyes glowing: "I heard that hunting may be able to hit white deer, and I have never seen any fox pheasants, wild boars and wolves, and slaves."
She looked at his back, and her tone was somewhat flattering: "Can you take your servants to see and see?"
The back was stiff, and Li Jingyun was slightly annoyed: "There are so many things you haven't seen, don't you have to..."
Before he could finish speaking, his sleeves were pulled.
The person behind him was very close to him, he could hear the sound of her hands clasping together, the warm breath came from behind, and even the tone was unbelievably soft:
"I beg."
The clever little Wangfu learned how to ask for help from him, and used it perfectly.
Li Jingyun turned his head and rolled his eyes angrily: "Master taught you this to teach you to be soft, not to use it as a panacea."
Huayue smiled, and her co-authored paws bowed to him again.
Li Jingyun felt that raising a dog should not be too indulgent and pampering, otherwise the dog that was raised would gain an inch, so he should give both kindness and grace.
He thought it through, but he didn't know why, when he came back to his senses, the carriage was already on its way to the eastern suburbs.