Xiaowen led Yun Hao toward the backyard quickly, and explained some of the things he knew along the way.
"Yun Hao, my father had a heart attack in his early years. Now he has taken the medicine. My father's spirit has always been strong, so there should be no problem." After hesitating for a moment, Ye Xiaowen continued: "It's my sister's place,"
...It's a little trouble."
"What's wrong with Xiaoyu?" Yun Hao asked with some anxiety.
Ye Xiaowen's eyes flashed with anger and said, "My sister was thrown on her face with a long whip. I'm afraid she's disfigured at this moment..." After saying that, Ye Xiaowen turned her head slightly and looked at Yun Hao.
In Yun Hao's eyes, an unconcealed anger slowly surged, and he said coldly: "Who is the person causing trouble?"
Seeing Yun Hao like this, Ye Xiaowen knew that Yun Hao did not have any rift because of Xiaoyu's appearance, and exhaled a breath and said, "The person from the Master Hall of the Great Qin Kingdom."
Yun Hao raised his eyebrows slightly. Did these guys seek revenge on purpose? Thinking of his ambiguous performance with Xiaoyu in public after the game, he felt a little annoyed.
While the two of them were talking in a hurry, they had already arrived in front of Xiaoyu's boudoir. However, Xiaoyu was tightly closed and no one was seen. The maid outside the door was also secretly anxious.
Seeing Yun Hao and Ye Xiaowen coming, they all rushed to meet him and said in a panic: "Young master, son-in-law, it's not good. I can hear the crying sounds in the lady's room just now, but now it's all the sounds
I can't hear it, go and have a look!"
Yun Hao and Ye Xiaowen's faces changed. They quickly ran forward and pushed the door. The door was locked from the inside and did not open after pushing it.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, I'm back. I'm Yunhao!"
"Xiaoyu, please open the door quickly. I have something to say to you!"
...
The two of them shouted, but there was still no response inside the room, which made Yun Hao feel a little shocked and said to Ye Xiaowen: "The situation is not right, let's break in and take a look."
Ye Xiaowen nodded, and then the two of them used their palms to bombard the wooden door.
“Kerala…”
The door was beaten into debris, and Yun Hao and Ye Xiaowen rushed into the room. When they saw Xiaoyu sitting upright at the table and covering her cheeks with one hand, they couldn't help but let go.
One breath.
But then their hearts sank again. Xiaoyu did not react at all to the two of them rushing in. Her big eyes just stared blankly ahead, her eyes filled with dead gray.
It was an extremely desperate look. Xiaoyu was still a girl, and her face was extremely important in her heart. The disfigurement at this moment made her heart feel uncomfortable and twitching like a scorpion stung. She had begun to subconsciously exclude the outside world.
It seems like I want to be isolated from the world.
Looking at the dry blood on Xiaoyu's palm, Yun Hao couldn't help but twitch, and he felt uncomfortable as if he was pricked by needles.
"Xiaoyu, say something, brother is by your side, don't be afraid..."
"Xiaoyu, brother promises you that I will go to the Grand Master Hall Inn in Daqin in a while and kill everyone there for you to go out..."
"Xiaoyu, please, even if you nod, don't do this, okay? I feel uncomfortable when I see it..."
Ye Xiaowen squatted beside Xiaoyu, feeling a little sad and whispered with some loving love.
But Xiaoyu was still sitting there like a petrified, as if she was a stone herself.
Yun Hao sighed silently, walked up and patted Ye Xiaowen on the shoulder, and said, "Xiaowen, I want to talk to Xiaoyu alone..."
Ye Xiaowen stood up reluctantly, looked at his dazed sister, held Yun Hao's hand and said, "Yun Hao, my sister has given her heart to you a long time ago. If you don't give her an explanation for this matter,
I'll do it too..."
Yun Hao smiled helplessly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely do some things."
With Yun Hao's promise, Ye Xiaowen glanced at his sister again, walked out of the house, and walked past the broken door. Ye Xiaowen waved to the two maids outside and said, "Get back."
The maids gave a bow and slowly retreated. Ye Xiaowen shook his head and suppressed the flickering anger in his eyes and walked towards Ye Long's ward.
Yun Hao slowly walked to Xiaoyu's side and completely blocked the light from the windowsill. Seeing Yun Hao coming, a trace of panic flashed in Xiaoyu's quiet and cold eyes, and then returned to calm.
Yun Hao gently held her wrist covering her cheeks and slowly lifted it away. Although his movements were gentle, they were firm and powerful. Xiaoyu struggled for a moment, and then he obediently moved his palm away as if he had accepted his fate.
On her face, from her ears to her lips, a long and red scar appeared a little shocking with a bit of majesticity.
Xiaoyu raised her head gently, as if she wanted to find something in Yun Hao's eyes.
After a moment, the fear, worry and uneasiness in her heart slowly calmed down because she did not find the hatred and disgusting look in Yun Hao's eyes that made her feel scared.
In that dark eyes as dark as the stars, what she saw and felt was a kind of tenderness, the kind of tenderness that made people want to indulge in it.
At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the tree pit of that cold winter, where they had their common secrets and the world that belonged to them.
Yun Hao had a faint smile on his face, and his palm gently stroked the wound, and a light green light also penetrated from his fingers, warming the skin there.
Xiaoyu felt a numbness in the wound, as if this feeling could penetrate directly into the depths of her heart.
Under Yun Hao's gaze, Xiaoyu seemed to have received speechless comfort, and this feeling could touch her better than any language.
She mustered up the courage, looked at Yun Hao's eyes and asked, "Brother Yun Hao, isn't I ugly now?"
"Ugly?" Yun Hao tilted his head, as if he was considering this issue.
Xiaoyu's heart rose, and her face also changed a little.
After a moment, Yun Hao suddenly stretched out his head and gently kissed the wound on her cheek at a speed that was lightning speed.
This surprise attack was like a dragonfly squirting the water. Then he sat back on the spot at the same speed, stretched out his hand and touched his head, looking at Xiaoyu with a smirk.
Xiaoyu's face turned red in an instant, and her heart was pounding like a deer, and then her heart gradually calmed down. Yun Hao had been back for so long, and there were only a few actions of intimate with him. At this moment
Yun Hao is answering Xiaoyu’s question in this way.
Yun Hao reached into the ring space. After searching for a while, he found the golden sore medicine given by Zhou Ting. After using it for Qiaoer, there were still many left and said, "Xiaoyu, this is given to me by a friend of mine.
My magical golden sore medicine has a very good therapeutic effect on this trauma. I will apply it to you."
Xiaoyu responded with her little head down, allowing Yun Hao to apply the fine powder on his face.
A wave of cool feeling came from the face. Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment and asked carefully: "Brother Yunhao, will there be scars here...?"
"Don't worry, I'll have a solution!" Yun Hao grinned, and seeing that she was still suspicious, Yun Hao raised his eyebrows and patted his chest and said, "Have you forgotten that war and left it on me.
There were many scars, but aren’t they all gone now?”
A happy smile appeared on Xiaoyu's face and said, "I believe in you."
Yun Hao nodded with satisfaction, reached out to hug her into his arms, and said gently: "That's right. Believe me, everything will be fine, everything will be fine..."
His voice seemed to contain this kind of reassuring power. In the warm embrace and care, Xiaoyu felt as if she had re-entered her mother's arms and was completely covered by the infinite warmth.
After a long time, Xiaoyu in Yun Hao's arms gradually fell asleep, and a slight breathing sound was heard in her little nose.
Yun Hao picked her up around the waist, took off her coat and shoes, then put it on the bed, covering it with a thin quilt.
All these movements were gentle and extremely cleverly used the assistance of Dou Qi. Even Xiaoyu, who had just fallen asleep, was not awakened.
Then, Yun Hao stood up, he looked at Xiaoyu deeply, his eyes swept over the whip marks on her cheek, and his eyes finally changed...