After some careful care, Rong Yu woke up from his sleep, the people in the house had gone, the sound was empty, only the sandalwood smoke was left, and the fragrance of tea lingered.

There is no doubt that he is a very outstanding beautiful man, his eyebrows are like willow leaves, his eyes are like autumn waves, the hibiscus is withering, the bright moon is ashamed, his beauty is arrogant, it is absolutely dusty, it is jade and icy, people comment that Pan An Song Yu is okay, once he is described as a little poor in words, the dull one says that he is quite good-looking, and the smart one says that he is picturesque and intelligent, in fact, it is a bit blasphemous to say that he is a bit blasphemous, because he is beautiful and charming, and he does not look like a mortal at all.

Tie his belt, his throat is a little uncomfortable, he curls up and coughs lightly, his hands are very white, and his movements are extremely elegant, maybe he himself doesn't know how beautiful he is at this time, it is the kind of sick and cowardly, pitiful drunkenness, in the end, Fu Tai came in and said: "My lord, Master Yu has shared the reward, saying that he will invite you to have a meal tonight!"

Rong Yuliu's eyes rolled, and he didn't care about it: "No need, you sue him, I have nothing to do at night." ”

Fu Tai hesitated for a moment, and finally said 'yes', retreated, and was just about to turn around, when Rong Yu suddenly said: "Fu Tai, let me ask you, who helped me back today?"

"It's Miss Zheng!" "Did she make the tea too?" "Yes!" "What about her?" "After a long time, I'm tired, go back and rest!"

Rong Yu nodded and didn't ask any more.

"Subordinates retire!"

Fu Tai left, only Rong Yu was left alone in the house, in fact, he was a little at ease, the reward had been distributed, and the boudoir also went back to rest, the time was quiet, so it was good, the fault was that Rong Yu did not count that the boudoir had been injured......

When it comes to injury, it's a long story, in the final analysis, we have to start from the moment when the boudoir poured tea, the boudoir brought the tea to the master, and then he helped his head, and his wrist was fiercely buckled, and he shook it hard, her hand was almost crippled, but fortunately, she was cohesive in time, otherwise she would not be able to resist at all.

Then it was to change his clothes, the master closed his eyes and grabbed her neck, she tried her best to resist, the master withdrew his hand and left, she made up her mind and continued to help him change his clothes, but she didn't react, the master grabbed her shirt again, well, to be precise, he grabbed the clothes and chest, the boudoir hurt half to death, and the internal force gradually could not be supplied, and then he was punched and kicked in the belly.

Qing Boudoir covered her stomach, her stomach was tumbling uncomfortably, she wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, she couldn't imagine that Master's sense of defense was so strong, even if she fell asleep, what could she say?

Qing Boudoir went back to freshen up with pain, and found that her wrists, neck, and belly were bruised, although she did not take off her clothes for inspection, but it really hurt so much, it hurt more than a blade, she was very unfamiliar with this feeling, and she felt that she was about to die.

Qing Ya used hot water to apply the bruise, but was bumped into by Ling Ya, Ling Ya's eyes widened, as if she had encountered a monster, Qing Boudoir knew that she couldn't hide it, so she said that the master was drunk and beaten, and asked Ling Ya to help her ask for a doctor, secretly, don't sue anyone, including the master.

Ling Ya agreed.

Qing Boudoir took off her hairpin and changed into a silk white single clothes, not her overseas Chinese feelings, waiting for the doctor to come to diagnose the pulse, she didn't know whether to take medicine or burn the jar, three layers inside and three layers outside, and it was uncomfortable to rest, so she calculated in her heart, but after waiting for a long time, the doctor never came.

Knock knock, low knock on the door rings in my ears.

Qing Boudoir was overjoyed, and immediately ran to open the door, and it was not the doctor who stood in front of her, but Rong Yu, and at the same time, a sense of loss arose, how could it be him? What about the doctor?

"Are you really hurt?" Rong Yu looked at her in a daze, as if she had heard the wind.

Qing Boudoir was a little weak-hearted, and didn't know how to answer, the master's gaze became more and more transparent, and before she could speak, his sleeves had been quickly lifted by him, and the scars on his wrists were unobstructed, and Qing Boudoir closed her eyes.

"If you are injured like this, why don't you sue Master? Do you hate Master so much?"

Qing Boudoir didn't answer, just instinctively withdrew her hand, she was still a little taboo about him, the ancients said, there is a difference between men and women, although he is her master, but in the end he is an adult man, how can she reveal her heart to him? Maybe she is running away, maybe she doesn't know what to say.

Qing Boudoir returned to the house to pour tea, the master came, and the apprentice wanted to serve tea, this is the rule.

Rong Yu took the teacup, and seeing that she was too lazy to speak, he asked Fu Tai to ask for a doctor, and also asked him to invite a female doctor, Fu Tai knocked and retreated. Rong Yu drank tea and said: "What you don't want to mention, the master is not reluctant, when the doctor comes, you can check the injury well!"

Qing Boudoir thought that she was injured in a special part, and when she touched it, she said again and again: "No need, it's just a skin injury, just rub some medicine and it's fine!"

"Really? Then why did you ask Ling Ya to ask for a doctor? Isn't this the place where there are three hundred taels of silver?"

What? Ling Ya? How did he know that Ling Ya had gone to ask for a doctor? Could it be that he had kidnapped Ling Ya? Qing Ya's body stiffened, and she was simply embarrassed, with her understanding of the master, this kind of thing was absolutely possible, he was a sensitive person, but if he was eyeing anything, there was nothing that could escape, and Ling Ya was forced to ask by him after she went out.

"You...... Got it all?"

"Otherwise, how long are you going to hide it?"

Qing's mind was a little confused, she didn't know what to do, she wanted to apologize, and she felt as if she was not wrong.

The room was quiet, the two were relatively silent, the boudoir was because of embarrassment, the master was because of calmness, the two had their own hearts, time passed in front of them, silently, waited for a long time, the doctor finally invited, it was a woman, not graceful and gentle, but also with masculinity, the boudoir has some taboos against this kind of contrary woman, not that she is prejudiced, but she thinks that men have the characteristics of men, women have the advantages of women, as the so-called heaven and earth Yin and Yang have a harmony, a woman lives like a man, isn't it strange? But it's not strange to think about it, the palace is a man's world, if she wants to adapt to the environment, she must change herself, otherwise, she will only be ruthlessly eliminated.

Qing Boudoir lay flat, let her untie her clothes, the master had already turned his back, far away from the waterfall to tie his hair, it was easy and good-looking, Qing Boudoir peeked at him, very unstable, afraid that he would accidentally look at it.

There is also this female doctor, although she is the same gender as her, she always feels weird, she is very heavy, pressing her chest and belly back and forth, she gritted her teeth in pain, and after pressing, the female doctor swept her eyebrows and withdrew her hand to help her cover her clothes.

Qing Boudoir sat up and tied the strap on his coat with his hand.

Then, the female doctor walked up to Rong Yu to speak, Rong Yu asked her how she was, and the female doctor said: "The injury is very serious, I am afraid that it will not be well conditioned for ten days and half a month! I want to give her a cupping, I hope the adults can go out for a while." ”

Rong Yu turned to look at the boudoir and walked out expressionlessly, after Rong Yu left, the boudoir's clothes were taken off, and the female doctor cupped on her back, one after another, hot and painful, more painful than before, she endured the hot sweat on her face, and almost fainted.

After half an hour, about the end of the pulling, when she was exhausted, she was arranged to lie down, she heard the master talking to the female doctor, as if asking her how she was doing, how effective the cupping was, the female doctor replied: "My lord, please rest assured, they are all bruises, just rest and recuperate!"

"Nope!"

"That's someone else bullying her?"

Rong Yu was stunned and didn't answer, the female doctor was very straightforward: "You have to protect your apprentice in the future, her hands and neck were strangled, her chest was caught, it seems that she was kidnapped by some lustful person, you don't protect her, in case she loses her body one day, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Rong Yu's sharp eyes were plucked, as if he had been greatly insulted: "What nonsense! Qing Boudoir has always been in the mansion, how can you kidnap the people? If you dare to maliciously slander the reputation of my disciple, I will let you die on the spot now!"

The female doctor knew that he was jealous and hateful, so she took a step back and didn't dare to make a mistake again.

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It's been three days, and I haven't met the master for three whole days, except for the medicine and soup, that is, ginseng and bird's nest angelica, Lingya said, these are all sent by the master to her, so that she must finish eating on time, Lingya also said that the master has recently proofread the books, and she must not be free.

Qing Boudoir stopped the spoon in her hand, her heart was very heavy, others didn't know Master, didn't she understand? Master was finally frightened, embarrassed to see her, so she excused herself and said that she was not available, otherwise how could it be so coincidental.

When she thought that the master was deliberately avoiding her, she felt sad in her heart, how could she ever complain about him from the beginning to the end? He was so kind to her, teaching her to read, write, and practice swords, she had long regarded him as a relative, and if she could let go, what could he not let go?

Besides, he slept like that when he was drunk, what did he know?

Qing Boudoir's mood is very confused, wandering on the opposite side of the road every day, sometimes seeing the master passing by, and not knowing what to say, several times want to go, and hesitate, in fact, she also has no courage......

After being left out in the cold for too long, she thought that she must untie the dead knot, otherwise she would always feel uneasy in her heart, as if she had been abandoned by her beloved, but when was this time? The opportunity finally came, that day she was swinging in the courtyard, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Master standing on the edge of the water pavilion and looking into the distance, she woke up, shouted 'Master', and immediately ran over.

Rong Yu stood at the railing, seeing her running over, he didn't run away, maybe he realized something and didn't want to run away anymore.

Qing Boudoir went up and grabbed his hand, smiled and drove away the cold for her, what she touched was not the same texture as white jade, but her hands were full of red spots, and the scars were dense, she recognized this kind of scar, it was pierced by brown leaf darts, and the master actually punished himself in this masochistic way, he should be very guilty in his heart. Qing Boudoir looked at him distressedly: "Master, do your hands still hurt......

Rong Yu retracted his hand, as if he didn't want to mention it, in his world, his affairs were his, and no one had the right to ask.

"Master, in fact, I have been holding back some words for a long time, and I have always wanted to explain to you clearly, what the female doctor said is not true, you didn't catch me, you just hit me in the chest, and the injuries are all diffused by internal forces, all of them are diffuse. Qing Boudoir tried her best to cover it up, in order not to embarrass the master.

Rong Yu's eyes were fixed, like a lamp, and when he saw her explain, he nodded in disbelief: "In this way, it is the doctor who is open-mouthed!"

"But no, as a doctor, she actually lied a lot, saying the same as she saw with her own eyes, if you take her words seriously, you will suffer a dumb loss, her reasoning is very poor, what to say I was kidnapped, did you see it? Everyone has seen it? Not once, it can be seen that it is a quack!" said the boudoir gang.

Rong Yu thinks about it and it makes sense, what the female doctor said is indeed wrong, her apprentice has never been kidnapped, she said indiscriminately, it is really a bit hateful, but beating her like this, he also blamed himself to death, maybe he wanted to make up for it, he actually leaned her head on his shoulder: "Qing Boudoir, Master is sorry for you, Master will never let you be hurt in any future again, Master promises you!"

"Talking counts?"

"Are you still going to pull the hook?"

"Master, why do you still remember to pull the hook, it was all five or six years ago, and the boudoir has grown up now! Qing Boudoir pouted, as the saying goes, who doesn't have a little bit of black history? And her history, he basically knows, what's even weirder is that sometimes the master actually turns it out, making her so faceless.

Rong Yu didn't speak, just looked at her and smiled, this Nizi kept saying that she had grown up, and when something happened, it was still the master who was long and the master was short, where did she really grow up, but the shell was bigger.