Wushuang had a pale face and held on to the stone bench to stand up on his own.
Yun Zimo didn't care about his pain and quickly got up to help her.
Wushuang pushed him hard but he didn't let go.
Yun Zimo held her firmly and said, "Your wound hasn't healed yet. If you hold on like this, it will burst open."
After saying that, he hugged Wushuang as usual.
Wushuang closed his eyes weakly.
It wasn't that she didn't want him to help, she just hated her physical weakness.
Ten years.
Except for the day when her country was destroyed and she was half-dead across the ocean, this was the first time she was so weak.
When she becomes weak, she will feel flustered and think of the pain she suffered during that time.
I was also very upset, and everything around me was unpleasant to my eyes.
She felt depressed in the house every day, so she wanted to run out to look at the moon in the middle of the night.
Yun Zimo put Wushuang on the bed and checked the injuries on her legs, "Fortunately, there is no crack here... Where is the one on the waist?"
Naturally, he couldn't just pull her clothes to check, so he asked.
"fine."
Wushuang said two words stiffly.
Yun Zimo was afraid that she would be brave, so he kept silent. He looked at her suspiciously for a while, then turned and walked out: "I'd better ask the shopkeeper's wife to take a look at it for you."
"I'm fine!" Wushuang shouted coldly, "In your eyes, am I someone who would make fun of my body?"
"..."
Yun Zimo was silent for a moment, "Okay then, it's very late, you can rest..."
Seeing Yun Zimo about to close the door again, Wu Shuang blurted out: "Come back!"
Yun Zimo was stunned again, "What's wrong?"
"..." Wushuang didn't know what she was calling him for.
She just didn't want to stay in this room alone.
I feel cold and irritable, and I want someone to talk to, even if what I say is nonsense.
She closed her eyes and said, "You come in first."
Yun Zimo was a simple person. He just thought she had something to say to him, so he came back immediately and dragged the stool to sit by the bed, "What's wrong?"
Wushuang remained silent, closing his eyes slightly, thinking about what he wanted to say to relieve some of the discomfort in his heart.
"You..." Yun Zimo thought for a moment, "Would you like some water?"
After he asked, he didn't expect Wushuang to answer. He turned around and poured it before Wushuang.
To him, Wu Shuang was a woman with a bad temper.
Especially after being injured, my temper seems to get worse.
Although he has a good temper, if an ordinary person yells at him like this and always ignores his questions, then he must be a little angry.
But Wushuang happened to have saved him and was Ming Wuyou's best friend.
Such a temper seems less unbearable.
Wushuang glanced at the water glass but did not take it: "As expected, I am a young master from a wealthy family. You want me to drink such cold water? I am a patient."
Yun Zimo paused: "But it's very late now, everyone has rested, and there is only this water in the house."
"I won't drink." Wushuang turned away.
"Then what should we do?" Yun Zimo had no idea and said resignedly: "I'll tell Qingfeng to get up and burn it."
"Why don't you go by yourself?" Wushuang said slowly: "It's you who I saved, and it's only natural for you to take care of my injuries. Give me a cup of hot water, but you can only order the servants?"
"Don't you know how to boil hot water?"
Yun Zimo: "..."
As the youngest son of the War Prince, his mother is Princess Anping.
The burden of protecting the family and the country was shouldered by his father and brothers. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and was raised by Princess Anping, who loved him so much.
When I was a kid, my hands would get broken, and the princess would make a fuss, and the baby would feel pimpled and distressed for a long time.
That is to say, after they got older and there were no wars in various places, both Yun Ziheng and Yun Ziyuan returned to Beijing to take up their posts.
Following his two elder brothers, he lost a lot of arrogance in his temper and became the cheerful and sunny person he is now.
But some things are still etched in my bones.
He has always had clothes to put out his hands and food to open his mouth. In the past two years, his clothes were worn by servants.
What kind of water will he boil?
Yun Zimo took a deep breath: "You must drink hot water, and you must also let me burn you?"
Wushuang looked at his expression and said, "If you insist, then I will do it."
It made her laugh for no reason.
A noble young master can actually be so submissive.
"I'm just joking." Wushuang's stiff face softened a little, and he said slowly: "I want you to boil water without burning the kitchen? I don't drink water."
"...Okay." Yun Zimo coughed dryly, "Then you rest while I leave?"
"Don't leave." Wushuang's tone was commanding: "Just stay here and talk for a while."
Yun Zimo was slightly shocked.
It was raining red, and she actually wanted to talk to him?
It’s still midnight!
"Tell me." Wushuang raised his hand to support the cushion, lying down and resting his face on his elbow.
"Say...what?" Yun Zimo stuttered, "What do you want to hear?"
"Tell me about Wuyou."
Yun Zimo secretly thought that she might have slept too much recently, so she wasn't sleepy at night. Being alone was boring, so she wanted to find someone to talk to.
It's a pity that he's so sleepy.
But who asked this man to save himself...
Yun Zimo sighed secretly, thought about it for a long time, and started talking about Jiangzhou.
Wushuang listened quietly.
When she heard that he had admitted the wrong person and was deceived by Fu Rou, and spent one hundred thousand taels of silver to find a home for the woman, she smiled rudely, "You are really stupid and have a lot of money. Otherwise, how could those two immortal thieves target you?"
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"It's a surprise that a simple and kind-hearted little brother like you is still alive after traveling from the capital to the border of Yuezhou."
"..." Yun Zimo's face turned red, a little annoyed, "Do you want to listen to it or not?!"
"Well, go on."
Yun Zimo rolled his eyes at her before continuing, but this time he never mentioned Fu Rou, only talking about his and Ming Wuyou's trip to the Jiangbei Dam.
As a result, Wushuang laughed again: "So, you were seasick and vomited to the point of darkness. You said you wanted to protect Wuyou and go to Jiangbei Dam together. But when you went, she was coming back from doing things, so you asked her to take care of you all the way?"
"So are you here to help or to cause trouble?"
"..."
This time, Yun Zimo's handsome face turned red.
Wushuang saw it in his eyes and felt good.
She secretly wondered if she had any bad roots and wanted to tease him and bully him?
This thought flashed across her mind, and naturally she didn't think deeply about it, so she slowly said: "Continue."
"I won't say anything anymore." Yun Zimo turned away.
"Go ahead." Wushuang said softly, "No matter what you say next, I won't make fun of you."
This is undoubtedly a matter of which pot should not be opened, and Yun Zimo is even more reluctant, "I have said so much, then tell me about you and Wuyou."
"Me, I have nothing to say." Wushuang said lightly: "It's just that I was in trouble and she saved me, that's all... If you don't want to say Wuyou, just say something else, whatever you say is fine."