"...How could it be possible that he would be fine if he was injured so badly?" Dongfang Mu Yao's tone was a little sour.
He always didn't want to make her worry, and always kept it from herself, but the more she did this, the more uncomfortable she felt. If it weren't for protecting herself, he wouldn't be like this.
"It just looks serious. I don't want to worry senior sister, so I kept it secret from senior sister. I'll take medicine and it will be fine tomorrow."
His lips were a little pale, but he managed a smile to comfort her.
Dongfang Mu Yao hesitated for a moment:
"Then let me see your injuries."
Chen Wuchuan obediently turned his back, but hesitated: "Will there be scars? Scars will not look good."
"Why do you always struggle with whether you look good or not?" Dongfang Mu Yao looked at the palm-sized bloody hole feeling helpless and distressed.
He replied confidently: "Everyone loves beauty. As long as I look good, senior sister will naturally look at me more."
Dongfang Mu Yao paused his hands and looked at him in astonishment.
Shen Wuchuan felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he immediately looked away and muttered: "Oops, I just said what was in my heart."
Since he had done too many things, Dongfang Muyaoquan thought that was just his personality, so he didn't care too much about it, let alone go into it deeply.
Mu Yao tried to touch the blood stain with the brocade cloth. Unexpectedly, as soon as it touched his back, Shen Wuchuan grabbed her arm. His leisurely voice froze, and was replaced by a broken cry: "... pain."
He is aggrieved and soft, and anyone who listens to him will feel pity for him.
"Now I know it hurts. I said it was fine just now." She said angrily, then slowed down her movements and gently wiped away the blood on it.
She applied the medicine on his wound. Shen Wuchuan gritted his teeth and took a breath, his face becoming paler.
In order to divert his attention, Dongfang Mu Yao started talking to him. He had been taking care of her these days, secretly or openly. She didn't know whether it was due to Shen Wuchuan's character or if he really had ulterior motives for her. She asked: "Ah Chuan Do you have a sweetheart?"
Shen Wuchuan paused for a moment, then turned his head and looked at her meaningfully.
Dongfang Muyao Ningzhe: What does he see in himself? Could it be that he really likes...
Chen Wuchuan didn't answer but asked: "Does Senior Sister have anyone she admires?"
Mu Yao was heartbroken when he saw him, and immediately said: "No."
He looked back in displeasure and said angrily: "Senior sister is so stupid."
"What?"
"nothing."
He seemed unhappy, with the ends of his eyes drooping slightly, his lips pursed, and he was sulking alone.
The atmosphere was a bit solemn, Dongfang Muyao tied a bow on his wound: "I will go back to the villa tomorrow, be careful not to touch the wound with water - ah!"
Chen Wuchuan suddenly pinched her cheek, leaned up and got very close to her face to face.
The two people's eyes met, and the warm breath lingered in front of them. Mu Yao had never seen such a scene before. She stared at him blankly, almost forgetting to breathe.
It's really dull, but when it comes to her, everything seems to be taken for granted.
Shen Wuchuan thought angrily: At least she didn't reject him, at least she didn't do this with others.
"What's wrong?" she asked blankly.
"I want to see if senior sister's injury is healed. Have you taken white mango pills today?" He put down his hand and changed the subject.
Dongfang Mu Yao breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to suppress his mood and make his tone sound normal: "I'm already fine. I should be fine tomorrow... It's getting late. I'll leave first. You have a good rest."
After saying that, Dongfang Mu Yao didn't care what his expression was, he stood up with a "Teng" sound and walked out in stride.
Chen Wuchuan tilted his head and looked at her back, lowering his eyelids displeasedly, without a trace of light in his eyes: "When will I get the idea?"
You actually asked him that kind of question. Are you really unable to sense his thoughts or are you sincere? I'm so angry!
The thrilling journey finally ended. Dongfang Muyao returned to Yuyin Villa and immediately handed the Danyang grass to Su Qionghua. Su Qionghua looked at the herb in his hand with satisfaction and narrowed his sharp eyes: "Well done, I met other people during this trip. people?"
"I met some disciples from Feixian Valley, and...Rong Mo." She answered truthfully.
"Rong Mo, the eldest disciple of Qishi Villa? Is he Qing Yao's disciple?" Su Qionghua's face became complicated: "What did you say?"
Dongfang Muyao thought for a while and said: "Everyone has his own purpose, so let's leave without saying anything."
"Stupid!" Su Qionghua's expression suddenly changed, and he shook his purple robe and stared at her coldly: "He is Qing Yao's apprentice, and he has a high position of power, but you don't know how to seize the opportunity!"
Mu Yao looked at her in surprise. She thought Su Qionghua would like a quiet and responsible self, but now she actually wanted to approach Rong Mo on her own initiative.
"...This happened suddenly. My daughter only wanted to get the Danyang Grass and didn't talk to him too much." Mu Yao said.
Su Qionghua snorted coldly: "Feixian Valley, Qishi Villa and Tiandi Dao Alliance, these immortal sects are among the best in the mainland. You must make more friends with their people when you meet them in the future. Do you understand?!"
"……yes."
Su Qionghua got angry when he saw her like this: "Okay, okay, go on, think about what you should do in the future, don't be so stupid that you want me to teach you everything."
Mu Yao walked out with a lonely expression. As soon as he walked out of the yard, he heard a clear childish voice: "Sister!"
When I looked up, I saw a woman in blue standing at the end of the garden, and she was holding a young child on her hand. It was this little girl who said the words just now.
The woman was pretty and looked to be in her thirties. She was looking at her with a smile. This person was her aunt Dongfang Yue, Liu Qingdu's mother.
Liu Ning'er let go of her mother's hand and ran towards Dongfang Mu Yao: "Sister, sister!"
She threw herself on Mu Yao's lap, and Dongfang Mu Yao looked at her at a loss, not used to the approach of a stranger.
Seeing her stiffness, Dongfang Yue covered her mouth and smiled: "Okay Ning'er, your sister is exhausted just after she came back. Don't make trouble."
Liu Ning'er's childish face pouted: "My sister takes my brother to play with me, but I don't care if she doesn't play with me. It's not fair! I want my sister to take me out."
Dongfang Yue came over. She lived up to her name. She had curved eyebrows and looked kind and easy to get along with: "I'm sorry for you. I went to such dangerous places one after another just after I got out of quarantine. It was a smooth journey."
"Everything goes well," she said.
"I've asked someone to make a bowl of ginseng soup and sent it to your room. Have a good rest." Dongfang Yue smiled and said, "The burden on you is heavy, so don't make it too difficult for yourself."
Dongfang Mu Yao felt a hint of warmth and nodded slightly: "Thank you, aunt."
Liu Ning'er frowned: "Sister, won't you take me out to play?"
Dongfang Yue touched her head: "Your sister has just come back. Let her have a good rest and take you out to play when she is free."
Obviously Liu Ning'er was not satisfied with this answer, she said in a sweet voice: "When will you be free?"
Just as Dongfang Yue was about to speak, Mu Yao said, "In two days, I will take you to see the lanterns in the evening."
Liu Ning'er's eyes lit up: "Okay, okay, then Ning'er will wait for sister."
The young couple's ignorant love, Achuan wants to choose an auspicious day to confess his love, please collect it~