Just kidding, let her take care of the broomstick, she will be pissed to death before Prince An calls.
Gu Yu turned around and left without any hesitation.
Junze said miserably behind her: "Doctor Chang, I'm afraid my hand will be useless, and there won't even be anyone around to take care of me. Alas."
Gu Yu took a deep breath and moved forward in a muffled voice.
"Ah, it hurts."
Junze cried out in pain, causing Gu Yu to quickly turn around.
He was afraid that there was water in his brain, but he was actually using his injured right hand to take Dr. Chang's medicine box.
Gu Yu hurried over, frowned and cursed: "Why do you want to die?"
Junze said: "I just want to help you get a bottle of hemorrhoid medicine. I got it from Doctor Chang's medicine box last time."
Gu Yu felt that she had a myocardial infarction and almost died.
If you feel even a little bit like sympathy for the broom star, she will be a dog.
Junze continued: "Isn't it much easier to use than the one I bought on the road?"
Doctor Chang was listening to the story and felt it was a irritation to his ears. He knew a little about the story of dividing peaches after a cut sleeve.
The two people in front of me were immediately superior to each other in terms of body shape and temperament.
No wonder the second master is so concerned about Prince Gu's hemorrhoids.
That's it, that's it.
Junze was still chattering: "Is it not as good as last time? Then I will find someone to buy some elsewhere?"
Gu Yu could no longer describe her heart attack at this moment, she just wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.
Quickly cover the broom star's mouth to prevent him from saying anything shocking again.
Doctor Chang is still here, and she wants to lose face.
Gu Yu covered his mouth, gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking, I'll take care of you, okay?"
Junze felt that the hand covering his mouth was particularly soft, different from the roughness of the rough men in the army, and different from his calloused palms from holding a knife all the time.
He lowered his eyes and could just see the faint pink on her thumbnail.
Clean, slender, yet powerful.
Just like Gu Yu.
Junze felt a little inexplicably itchy in his heart.
His peach blossom eyes unconsciously bent down, and when Gu Yu took off his hand, he felt a trace of imperceptible disappointment.
Seeing Gu Yu's face turning slightly red due to embarrassment, he smiled like a fox who had cheated him out of trouble, and said, "Then I'll take care of this trouble, Commissioner Gu."
Gu Yusheng said helplessly: "It's not hard, it should be."
Just think of me as returning a favor to you.
The broom star is easy to take care of, but not easy to take care of.
At dinner, because Junze's stomach had been hungry for too long, he could only eat soup cakes, gruel and other foods.
He looked at the porridge in front of him motionless, digesting a lingering sadness in his heart.
I can only eat the food that these old men and women eat. Is there anything more sad than this?
Gu Yu kept paying attention to him and saw that he was motionless, thinking that he was waiting for him to feed him with his own hands.
Gu Yu couldn't help but narrowed her eyes. If Broom Star dared to speak like this, she swore that she would shove the pancake in front of her into his mouth.
Anyway, there is no one else in this room.
Fortunately, Junze quickly digested his emotions, picked up the spoon with his left hand, and put spoonfuls into his mouth.
Both of them are descendants of aristocratic families, they are very particular about eating and sleeping, and they eat very politely.
But some people are like this. Even simple porridge can taste very delicious.
Gu Yu sat next to Jun Ze and saw that he was eating well, so she unconsciously ate more food.
After dinner, Junze will practice his left-hand sword.
His right hand was injured, but Prince An would not wait for him to recover before hitting him.
If he can't even pick up the knife by then, then why bother? He can just hang himself with a rope now.
Gu Yu was fighting with him in the yard, and with only 20% of her strength, she could easily restrain Junze, who was holding the sword in his left hand.
Gu Yu didn't feel any sense of accomplishment from defeating him, and she felt worried in her heart.
If Junze starts a war in his current state, he will be unable to protect himself.
Gu Yu held the sword and tried to teach him moves, and the two of them worked together under the moonlight on how to hold the sword with their left hand.
The fight continued late into the night, and Junze lost to him again and again, which made Gu Yu feel a little sad.
"Come again." Junze said.
He himself was not depressed, but became more and more courageous as he became more frustrated.
Although he still couldn't compare to Gu Yu's three-point force, his movements with the knife became faster and stronger every time.
Gu Yu tried to combine his sword-wielding skills with his sword-wielding bodywork, so that his sword-wielding moves would be more convenient and precise.
Junze once again made a gesture of wielding a knife, and Gu Yu went over to help him adjust it little by little.
He said seriously: "Try making your elbows straighter. When your left foot comes over, lower the lower body. Like this, hit the opponent's waist directly."
Junze lost energy and blood while in the dungeon, and the medicine prescribed by Dr. Chang contained tonic herbs such as Codonopsis pilosula, astragalus root, and wolfberry.
Gu Yu was very close to him, and her clean and slender hands like green bamboo moved little by little on his arms, helping him adjust the most suitable attack posture.
A faint scent of grass and wood lingered on the tip of his nose, like it was on Gu Yu's hair or on her clothes.
Junze felt a little hot for no reason.
In the past, he had a lot of contact with men in the army. He would sometimes go shirtless in hot weather and wrestle with men flesh to flesh.
But now that the two of them were neatly dressed, it made him very uncomfortable.
The night wind blew, Gu Yu's hair swept across his cheek, and his hand holding the knife became a little unsteady.
"Try again."
Gu Yu's serious words brought Junze back from his chaotic thoughts.
He subconsciously touched his nose, feeling embarrassed for his distraction.
According to Gu Yu's sword-handling skills that Gu Yu had just adjusted for him, Junze fought two more moves with Gu Yu.
Sure enough, it was like divine help.
The blade is domineering and sharp.
The swords met each other, creating sparks on the hot moonlit night.
Gu Yu deliberately gave him a move. When they clashed again, Junze's blade went straight to Gu Yu's waist and stopped at the critical moment.
Click till then.
"Very good." Gu Yu praised.
Junze said nothing, his attention was entirely attracted by Gu Yu's waist.
She wore a green shirt, with a belt wrapped twice and tied with the simplest knot, without any accessories, simple and neat.
And slender...
How could a man's waist be so slender and yet contain endless strength when fighting?
Gu Yu noticed that Junze was extremely silent at the moment and thought he was tired, so he said: "Let's stop here today, it's getting late."
Junze nodded.
It was too late, and all the servants and servants had taken a break.
Gu Yu helped him bring some hot water and said, "When you take a bath, be careful not to get water on the wound on your right hand."
Junze grinned: "If you want to send Buddha to the West, how about Gu Shizi wash it for me?"
Gu Yu immediately showed the expression of a subway grandpa looking at his phone.
Junze coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment. His ears were a little red. Fortunately, no one saw him in the dark night.
After Gu Yu left, Junze soaked in the bucket alone until the water became cold, but the heat in his body still lingered.
He was not a lusty person, so he was not in much mood at this time, so he suppressed it forcefully, wiped himself and lay back on the bed.
In his sleep, Junze frowned, breathed rapidly, and sweat broke out on his forehead. The fresh scent of grass and trees lingered in his dream, making him upset.
After tossing and turning until dawn, he opened his red eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.