novel bin Chapter 78 Injured
Chapter 78 Injured
Zhuang Jue was injured so badly, it was naturally not the time to get angry with him, Ye Mian hurriedly sent someone to ask cousin Wende for a bottle of good golden sore medicine, fortunately, Zhuangzi Qiu's family came more, Zhuangzi I prepared some medicines in the store, and I only bluffed Li Wende, thinking that he was injured, Ye Mian only coaxed him that he was a classmate and friend who just came from Beijing. .
Zhuang Jue's back was full of newly opened wounds, Ye Mian naturally didn't dare to bathe him, the people he brought were all bodyguards, and he refused to let the rough servants of the Qiu family get close to him, so Ye Mian had to roll up his sleeves Wiped him with his own hands, washed his hands and applied medicine to him.
The whip wounds on his back looked horrific, almost bloody from the whip, and it seemed that he had exerted a lot of force at that time. Ye Mian helped him lie on the bed, grinning his teeth while applying hemostatic powder on him, while Ask him: "What kind of treason have you done to make you so sissy and fight you so hard?"
Zhuang Jue didn't hide it from him, and said two words coldly, "Zhuang Yu".
Ye Mian paused holding the hand of the porcelain medicine bottle, and asked him hastily, "What did you do to your brother? You won't..."
"It has nothing to do with you," Zhuang Jue interrupted him, and said: "He just wants to know, if I fight him to death, will my mother also drive me out of the princess mansion."
Kill me?Ye Mian stared at him with wide eyes and felt chills all over his body, but Zhuang Jue wrote lightly: "Coincidentally, I also have the same intention..."
Ye Mian: "..."
After a long time, Ye Mian asked in shock, "You... where is your brother now? "
"He's fine," Zhuang Jue said flatly, "He doesn't want to die at all. I'm still alive. How could he be willing to die."
Ye Mian rolled his eyes and was speechless. He only felt that the eldest princess of the big family was the most pitiful person. The two brothers were absolutely insane. One was more evil than the other. If he was the eldest princess, what kind of child would he beat? , It's the most worry-free to wipe your neck with a knife and kill yourself.
Reincarnated, I will call you Dad in the next life!
Ye Mian put hemostatic powder on him, saw that the wound was no longer bleeding, carefully applied a layer of golden sore medicine on him, and wrapped the wound tightly with a fine cloth, then wiped his sweat and helped him up Put on pajamas.
When Ye Mian applied the medicine to him, he thought that he would be in pain, but he didn't see him lying there shaking from the beginning to the end. His face was already slightly pale, and there was fine sweat on his forehead. He couldn't help feeling a little regretful that he didn't lighten his hands just now. There is no one who is not afraid of pain. The bear child just has to bear it by himself.
Ye Mian coughed lightly, reached out and took the handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
Zhuang Sui didn't talk much at first, but tonight he cherished his words like gold. Ye Mian didn't ask him anything, but he kept silent all the time, with his eyes glued to Ye Mian's body, and he was very obedient.
Ye Mian asked his servants to bring in some clear soup and rice porridge. He was afraid that his wound would become inflamed, so he didn't dare to serve it with side dishes. He just scooped a small spoonful of honey and mixed it into the porridge, and ate half a bowl with him. After pouring water for a long time, he couldn't take a bath, so he could warm his stomach anyway.
After a whole night of tossing around like this, it was nearly two o'clock when the two of them rested. Zhuang Jue, who refused to shake his eyelids even after the stinging powder was sprinkled on the wound, suddenly became squeamish, and had to lie on his body with half of his body before he would sleep. He only said that the smell in this room was very bad, so he could feel better like this.
Ye Mian was afraid of the whip wound on his back that had just stopped bleeding, and did not dare to use brute force to earn it, and said feebly: "I just thought about it, I did not owe any money before I passed away in my last life, did you find the wrong person? Come to collect debts?"
Zhuang Jue sniffed at his neck contentedly, and said softly, "Do you remember what happened in your previous life?"
Ye Mian tilted her neck to hide, "Of course I remember."
"Since that's the case, then think again, is there anyone who owes you money and hasn't paid it back?"
Ye Mian really thought about it carefully, and recalled: "No, there is only a poor boy who is so poor that he wants to eat steamed buns and pickles every day. I think he is so pitiful that he has been asked to eat egg-filled pancakes for two years. You must pay me back."
"In that case, that person is me."
"Huh?" Ye Mian let out a "hiss" after he realized it, and asked, "What do you mean? You came to the capital to torture me for no reason, and you said that I asked you to collect debts. It's unreasonable to pay this person back. …”
Zhuang Jue didn't answer him, but asked: "What is egg-filled biscuit? I want to eat it too, so you make it for me."
"I'll do it for you..." Ye Mian snorted at him, and said, "Serving you all night really treats me as your slave, I really dare to think."
"Last time at Taoxizhuang, you cooked noodles for Wei Angyuan and the others, but you didn't share with me."
"Separate you? That time I didn't hold the noodle bowl and slap your face because I was afraid of you. Now you try to bully me like this again?"
"You are not afraid of me now."
"I'm afraid of you ghost..."
"Because you know I love you."
Ye Mian: "..."
Zhuang Jue chuckled on his neck, "And you said you didn't come to ask me to collect debts."
"I..." Ye Mian was choked by him and couldn't speak for a while, and finally he just muttered: "Who cares."
"I'm rare," Zhuang Jue said softly.
"I'm rare," Zhuang Jue said softly.
Ye Mian moved aside with a hum, and Zhuang Jue followed closely, arching his neck.
Both of them didn't speak, and the room fell silent for an instant, only the sound of rain outside the house, and Ye Mian felt that Zhuang Jue's breathing became more and more serious.
Seeing that he was serious, Ye Mian unknowingly put away her prevarication.What made him feel rare was that when Zhuang Jue saw him, he didn't make any sarcasm in his writing. Instead, he encouraged him to write a few more, carefully watched his posture of wrist movement and pen pushing, and then analyzed and corrected them one by one.
Ye Mian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The two calligraphers whom Ye Shilang had invited before and after saw that he was not as good at writing at such an age as a child who had just started a year or two, so they bluntly said that he had no understanding in this way. As soon as he saw him writing, he resigned face to face with Ye Shilang, saying that he could not teach such a student.His classmates often teased him about this matter, although he didn't mean anything malicious, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face and only laughed with them once every time.
Zhuang Jue wrote several fonts of the same word on the paper again, and asked him to read it separately. Ye Mian swallowed looking at the few words on the paper that were very complicated for him. Zhuang Jue saw that he was late. He couldn't write for a while, so he glanced at him and encouraged him, "It's nothing, I just want to see which one is suitable for you in the future, no matter whether it is good or bad, I will judge for myself, just write it."
After Ye Mian heard this, he came down one by one. Zhuang Jue picked up the Chengxin paper and looked at it for a while, then hummed softly: "It's really brothers, I'm afraid it will be better to write this thin gold body in the future, but Mr. Duanhua's skinny golden sky-bone crane body is already at its peak, if you want to catch up with him, it's not like waiting for mere mortals."
"I caught up with my brother's calligraphy?" Ye Mian almost bit his tongue when he heard it, and said, "You think too highly of me..."
Zhuang Jue looked at the piece of paper without raising his eyes, and just said lightly: "There is nothing I can't do that I want to do."
Ye Mian straightened up and stretched, "I'm quite scared when you say that, if I become the only stain in your flawless life, you won't just kill me to silence you."
"You can't trust me that much?" Zhuang Jue raised his eyes and asked.
"It's not that I can't trust you, I'm..." Ye Mian thought for a while before saying, "I'm more self-aware."
fell asleep.
Ye Mian originally thought that Zhuang Jue wanted to teach him calligraphy just to embarrass Concubine Jia, but how could he take it so seriously.
What didn't make him think was that this guy was usually extremely arrogant, he didn't treat people seriously at all, and he was impatient when he talked to people, but now he was a teacher, but he was very personable and patient.
The two wrote like this for a while, until the bell rang outside the window, and Ye Mian ran back to Qirui Academy to go to class.Standing aside, Zhuang Ran handed over the teacup, Zhuang Jue took a sip, and asked Xia Neijian, "What's wrong with the prince?"
Leaving Ye Mian alone, he listened to the sound of rain for half the night.