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byWhen he was speaking, Yu Jingdu lifted the curtain of the car and looked at it again, until he confirmed that Rong Zhuo had no intention of going back, and then he lowered the curtain a little irritably.
The reason why Yu Jingdu didn't ride a horse with Rong Zhuo was that Rong Zhuo probably wouldn't last long.
He estimated that in less than half an hour, the boy would run back in despair, complaining that the riding was too cold or too tiring.
But to his surprise, Rong Zhuo was extraordinarily persistent today, not only did he not back down, but even after everyone had finished repairing at noon, the other party did not propose to take the carriage.
When it was dark, everyone arrived at the place where they settled down.
This time they didn't live in a post house, but found an inn in the county town.
When Rong Zhuo got off the horse, his legs were a little soft and he almost didn't stop.
Yu Jingdu hugged him, with Rong Zhuo's incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.
"Nephew, I didn't expect you to be pampered and able to endure hardship!" Duan Chengju said with a look of relief: "When I was your age, I couldn't endure this kind of hardship. It was the first time I traveled far, and I could sit comfortably in a carriage. Reluctantly, hahaha."
Rong Zhuo smiled at him, a little forced.
He was embarrassed to say that his legs were numb at the moment.
He had ridden many times before, but never for so long, and it was winter. With both legs straddling the horse's back in one position, he felt that after a long time, the blood was about to coagulate, and on the way to the inn, Rong Zhuo felt that his legs were almost unconscious.
"I'm not too used to it," Rong Zhuo said.
"I'll take you for a few more trips in the future. It's like this at the beginning." Duan Chengju said and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, go eat something first, and then take a hot bath. Rest awhile."
Rong Zhuo responded, but he couldn't move his legs.
"Do you want to go with him?" Yu Jingdu asked.
Rong Zhuo looked at him, "Even if I'm going, I'll wait for your business to finish."
Yu Jingdu remembered what he said a long time ago that he wanted to go to business in the future, and said solemnly, "What if I don't let you go?"
"I don't plan to take the imperial examinations in the future, and I won't be able to be an official if I stay in the capital." Rong Zhuo said.
"If you stay by my side, I naturally have an identity that I can give you." Yu Jingdu said.
Rong Zhuo smiled when he heard the words, and thought that His Royal Highness Yan Wang was really righteous, which really had nothing to say.
Rong Zhuo thought it was a little sore after riding a horse for a day today, but after taking a bath, he realized that the inner thighs were all reddened by the saddle, and it hurts a little after being soaked in water.
"Are you still brave?" Yu Jingdu asked in a deep voice.
Rong Zhuo pulled the blanket over his legs and looked a little embarrassed.
"I'll take a look." Yu Jingdu pulled a chair and sat on the edge of the couch, holding a small porcelain jar in his hand.
Rong Zhuo shook his head embarrassedly, "It's not broken."
"Let me see." Yu Jingdu said again.
Rong Zhuo lifted the blanket awkwardly, and saw Yu Jingdu's brows twitched immediately.
The boy's skin was originally fair, so the reddened areas were very obvious.
If this kind of small injury fell on Jing Du, his eyes would not blink, but if it fell on Rong Zhuo, it would be different.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Yu Jingdu opened the small porcelain jar, put a little ointment in his hand, and gently applied it to Rong Zhuo's wound.
He moved very lightly, as if he was afraid that the boy would hurt, and he was very careful every time he applied it.
Rong Zhuo originally wanted to stop him, but when he saw him asking about this, he couldn't help but feel guilty, and his attention was diverted by him.
"I just wanted to... practice riding." Rong Zhuo said.
"You know that's not what I'm asking about."
His tone was a little cold and hard, and Rong Zhuo was fooled by him, and instantly became honest.
"Don't be angry." Rong Zhuo whispered.
"Then tell the truth." Yu Jingdu lowered his head and carefully helped him apply the medicine.
"I was just thinking..." Rong Zhuo hesitated and said, "I can't rely too much on you."
"What's wrong with relying on me?" Yu Jingdu asked.
"It's not bad." Rong Zhuo's eyes fell on Jing Du's slender fingers, and his consciousness was slightly detached.
Yu Jingdu, with his calloused finger pulps, pushed the ointment and slowly applied it to his skin. The weak pain when the wound was touched and the slight heat brought by the ointment mixed together to form a strange feeling. .
Rong Zhuo frowned, reached out and grabbed Yu Jingdu's wrist.
Yu Jingdu was startled by him, frowned and looked at him.
Then saw the boy's face flushed red, his expression as if he was about to cry.
"What's wrong?" Yu Jingdu asked.
Rong Zhuo pursed his lips and pulled the blanket over with his other hand, covering him.
Yu Jingdu was stunned for a while before he understood what had happened.
Rong Zhuo this is...
Yu Jingdu's heart skipped a beat, secretly asking Rong Zhuo what kind of thoughts he had for him?
But he quickly calmed down, because he recalled Rong Zhuo's expression just now, and found that the young man did not seem to have moved his mind.
And at this time, he didn't care about his own thoughts.
Seeing Rong Zhuo's reaction, he was obviously quite distressed by this matter.
"You..." Yu Jingdu opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere, but saw Rong Zhuo pulling the blanket in shame and covering himself. Yu Jingdu was afraid that he would be bored and wanted to pull him away, but he was afraid of hurting the boy's face.
"Are you going to hide under the blanket all the time?" Yu Jingdu asked him.
The boy under the blanket was silent, as if he had made up his mind to play dead.
"What's so embarrassing about this?" Yu Jingdu pretended to be relaxed: "You forgot, the first time you saw me, you hid behind the screen in my room..."
"Don't say it!" Rong Zhuo muttered.
"I won't tell you, come out."
Rong Zhuo was unmoved. At this moment, he just wished there was a hole in the bed that would allow him to burrow directly into it. He would never see Jingdu in front of him in his life.
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