Don’t Learn Mandarin Ducks

    It was raining lightly in Jinghua today, Li Jing allowed it to be troublesome to hold an umbrella, and finally stayed in the East Court. He was sitting on the tea couch making tea, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw the man on the bed looking at him intently.

    Brows raised slightly, he shook the teapot in his hand: "Do you want to pour tea for you again?"

    Hua Yue returned to her senses, shook her head, glanced over his arm, and suddenly asked with concern, "Is your son's injury healed?"

    Li Jingyun disapproved: "It's been a long time since that little injury, naturally it's better."

    Li Jingyun felt inexplicable, did not take it to heart, and continued to make his tea.

    But after a while, the man on the bed said again: "Sir."

    Li Jingyun "tsk" in dissatisfaction: "Can you finish it all at once?"

    Hua Yue pursed her lips, as if hesitating, her eyes rolled a few times, and she finally said, "Can you stand by the bed?"

    How could a servant call a master like this? Li Jingyun was very dissatisfied, but out of curiosity, he got up and walked over.

    "What do you want..."

    Before he finished speaking, someone grabbed his hand, Yin Huayue didn't even say hello, and just lifted his sleeves.

    Li Jingyun: “…”

      But this man was like a monster, not only did he not shy away, but he also reached out and touched it.

    The warm fingers rubbed against the scar, itching and numbness.

    Uneasy all over, Li Jingyun said angrily: "What's so beautiful about this."

      Her face didn't look very good, and she was a little wobbly.

    Looking at her suspiciously, he brushed his sleeves and sat down beside the bed, reached out and probed her forehead: "Is the wound uncomfortable again?"

    Thinking about things to herself, Huayue didn't understand what he said, and answered vaguely.

    "Master." Ba Dou hurriedly ran through the door and shouted, "There is a distinguished guest."

    Li Jingyun squinted at him: "How expensive?"

    Wen Guzhi and Han Cream? Li Jingyun was a little surprised, how could these two come to the General's Mansion together?

    There was a thud on the bed, and he turned around for no apparent reason. He saw Yin Huayue holding her bruised knee with a pale face, her eyes staring at the door, her eyes tense .

    If you want to have a tail like Wangfu, it is time to stand up.

    It was funny, he flicked her forehead: "What's the panic?"

    "Young Master, Miss Han..." Hua Yue's voice became tight, "Slave first find a place to avoid."

    "Where to avoid? Are you out of bed?" Li Jingyun slapped her down and glanced at her back.

    "Put your face down and don't move." He sullenly said, "Move again, and I will immediately send you to the Han residence to be a maid."

    Flower Moon: "…"

    How can there be such a threat, I can't tell if it's for her good or she wants her to die.

    The distinguished guest soon entered the door, Li Jingyun lowered the curtain at the partition, turned around and met Wen Guzhi's amiable smiling face.

    "The third master looks good today."

    Li Jingyun stared at him for a moment, suddenly chuckled, and reached out to straighten his clothes for him: "Blessed by Tuowen's imperial doctor."

    Smiling a little, Wen Guzhi looked behind him and shook his head innocently.

    It's none of my business.

    He let him go, and Han Shuang, who was at the back, came forward and saluted him: "Brother Jing Yun is well, Shuang'er heard that brother Jing Yun is not feeling well, so she came with the imperial doctor Wen. have a look."

    Li Jingyun restrained her smile and spread her hands toward her: "I've seen it, I'm fine, you go back earlier."

    No sympathy at all.

    Han Shuang was a little aggrieved, but after thinking about it, she stepped forward and said: "Previously, my aunt arranged to let the little girl go to the temple with brother Jing Yun to offer incense, the little girl was delayed by something, and it hurt brother Jing Yun for a long time. Wait. There will be sacrifices in the temple tomorrow, I wonder if Brother Jing Yun can take the little girl to see it?"

    Li Jingyun handed Wen Guzhi a cup of tea, and said indifferently: "The maid in my room was seriously injured, and she just recovered half her life. I may not have time to go out these days, otherwise I will have to give it to me when I come back. She's got her body."

    Kayue listened inside, taking a deep breath.

    How could this master be good for her, or wish her to die!

    If you press it and don't mention it, after a long time, Miss Han may forget her little person and let her go. Dreaming will never forget to find an opportunity to put her back in the office.

    After saying that, she quickly jumped into the inner room.

    Han Shuang stood in front of Li Jingyun, her lips biting white: "Brother Jing Yun is blaming Shuanger? If Shuanger said that Shuanger did not know about this, it was done by others, Jing Yun Brother believe it or not?"

    "Do not believe."

    The tears in Han Shuang's eyes "swiped" down.

    "It's been so long, and you're still blaming me." She choked, "Either five years ago or five years later, why don't you believe me once?"

    Li Jingyun didn't answer, there were only low-pitched sobbing and whimpering in the outer room, which sounded extremely heavy.

    Kayue stared at Wen Guzhi in the inner room.

      And Wen Guzhi stared because... "How did you recover so quickly?" He stuttered and whispered, "I thought it would take at least ten days to recover."

    Hua Yue thought about it for a while, and bowed her hands to him: "Thank you for the wonderful hand of the imperial doctor."

    "Hey, I can't thank me for this, I just wrote the prescription." He looked her up and down, touched his chin, and said narrowly, "It's really watery, no wonder our third master looks differently. Wait, I'm very concerned."

    Hua Yue darkened half of her face: "Do you care?"

    "Oh, you just don't know what happened." Wen Guzhi hooked her finger at her, made her get closer, and then said softly, "Our third master, the old Tieshu, has bloomed acacia. , it hurts to put you in the heart, he said that if you have three strengths and two weaknesses, he will not live!"

    Flower Moon: "…"

    Although her mind was chaotic at the time, she knew without thinking about it that Li Jingyun would never say such nonsense.

    Looking at the gentle-looking imperial doctor in front of her, Huayue gave him an unreliable fork in her heart.

    "Hey, your eyes hurt my heart." Wen Guzhi flatly said, "I never tell lies. If you don't believe me, take a look."

    Sitting up straight, he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Girl, if you want to change the medicine, you have to take off your clothes. If you are sick, please let go of the doctor."

    After he finished speaking, he stretched out his finger and counted silently: three, two...

    "You are responsible for cleaning up the trouble you caused." He stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder, "If you can't handle it, just get out with her."

    Reviewing the old days and knowing the joy, winking at Huayue while having fun: Do you see it?

    Hua Yue was stunned, she didn't react for a while, but Li Jingyun moved quickly, the ointment was left, and people pushed outside the partition.

    The crying outside stopped abruptly.

     Cleaned.

    Patting the ashes on her robe, Li Jingyun turned around and met Yin Huayue's complicated eyes.

    "What? Are you looking silly for watching the fun?" He sat down beside the bed, put his index finger on her forehead, "Hunxi, come back."

    "Then you are amazing, you can reach your vest." Li Jingyun gave her a look, and reached out to untie her belt, "If you have this ability, what kind of slave do you want to be? Go directly to the street to perform arts. , keep a lot of reward money."

    Shoulders froze, Huayue was so shocked that she stretched out her hand to hold down the half-fading fabric, Li Jingyun gave her a sideways look: "I've seen it all, what did you do, let go."

    Hua Yue pursed her lips, her knuckles gripping the fabric so hard that they turned white, she didn't seem to be shy, but she really resisted him.

    Li Jingyun was stunned, stared at her for a while, and suddenly got a little annoyed: "You are a slave, with this scar on your back, why don't you want to marry a big family?"

    “…no.”

    "No what do you mind?"

    "..." Hua Yue was silent, just silently pulling her clothes over her shoulders, stubbornly pinching her collar.

    With this expression as if he was afraid that he would take advantage of her, Li Jingyun threw away the ointment and said coldly: "Is the real master willing to serve you? Love can't be changed, right? It's not anyone else who hurts when the wound rots."

    After saying that, she got up, threw the curtain and went out.

    "Brother Jing Yun?" Han Shuang's voice came from outside, and Wen Guzhi seemed a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

    Li Jingyun did not speak, and then walked in a hurry, and several people went out the front and back.

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