Looking at the circles of blue and purple that were strangled on Chu Yunyao's wrists, Bao'er couldn't bear it anymore, "Miss, who caused these injuries?" ”

Chu Yunyao rubbed his wrist and closed his eyes, "Who else could it be besides Mo Lingyuan's bastard?" ”

"How can the young marshal do this to you?" Seeing that her young lady was abused, Bao'er was angry and her eyes were red, "You just came back a little late, and the young marshal made such a big fire and beat you like this."

How could he bear to do such a heavy blow to you? ”

As Bao'er spoke, tears fell, "It's better to move in and live with Gongzi Wen"

Chu Yunyao saw that Bao'er was crying more and more, so she quickly got up and explained, "It's not because I came back late, and it's not because he beat me." ”

"How did that get there?" Bao'er took the ointment from the dresser and carefully applied it to Chu Yunyao.

"Yes, uh, I wanted to soak in the hot spring with him, and he suddenly kissed me, I didn't let him kiss, he insisted on it" Chu Yunyao gestured with both hands, "I leaned my back against the pool wall, it was rubbed red, and my wrist was pinched out when he held it down"

The plaster in Bao'er's hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and her face was about to drip blood, and she stammered and interrupted her, "Little, miss, don't say it, I understand." ”

"Do you really understand?"

"Understood, understood." Bao'er was afraid that she would continue, so she picked up the plaster on the ground and continued to apply it to her back.

It turned out that it was not what she imagined, and it was better not to listen to the secrets of the young marshal and the young lady's boudoir.

She is a girl's family, and she is embarrassed and panicked.

It's just that the young marshal looks like a very cold person on weekdays, but he didn't expect to have such a disregard for the occasion.

How nice would it be to have a warm and soft bedroom, but why should you use a hot spring pool with an open-air floor?

The young lady who also got it was full of injuries, and those who didn't know thought that the young marshal had that indescribable habit.

Bao'er hurriedly changed the topic, "Miss, the young marshal asked you to embroider a purse for him yesterday, when do you plan to start embroidering?" ”

Chu Yunyao had a bitter face and lay lazily on the bed, "I only played cross-stitch when I was bored, how do I know what purse to embroider, Bao'er, isn't the Jinfeng Yunjin purse you embroidered for me about to be finished?"

Just give it to him. ”

Bao'er poked her butterfly bone with her finger and refused, "That's what I spent a lot of effort embroidering and specially giving to the young lady to wear, so I am reluctant to give it to you to others."

Besides, everyone's embroidery is different, and a young marshal who is so shrewd can recognize at a glance whether it is my embroiderer or yours.

If the lady finds it difficult, she chooses a simple pattern. ”

Chu Yunyao thought about it, and also felt that Bao'er was right, "I want to buy a valuable purse for him, but he refuses to ask for it, if I give him the purse you embroidered, he doesn't know what will happen after he knows about it."

This person is very generous when he is generous, but he is really too stingy when he is stingy.

He also has a bad temper and sulks at every turn. ”

Chu Yunyao sighed, "Forget it, I have a lot of adults, and I don't have the same knowledge as him, before I move out, I'll embroider a purse for him by hand, you help me choose, and the variety of needles and threads is as few as possible."

The pattern is as simple as possible, it is too troublesome for me to embroider in my life. ”

Bao'er was stumped, "This, let's think about it, wait for Ming'er to get the pattern ready for you to see." ”

In the middle of the night, when everything was quiet, a thin bamboo pipe came in through the window, and a thin smoke drifted into the bedroom