Yan Changning didn't do it again in the end, and under the persuasion of the second worship, he asked Zhimo to go back and reflect, and then threw him back to the original courtyard.

It's just that after that day, more people came to see Zhimo's jokes, and the ridicule and suppression were not subtle at all.

Zhimo was injured and didn't want to pay attention to those people, so he closed the door and remained silent, but kept accounts in his heart.

Sometimes those people are unrestrained and talk too much, and Xiaoshu will pounce on her and scratch a few paws, her small body and flexible movements, which make those people fly and jump, and she can see that she also breathes a sigh of relief.

This time, Zhimo's injury was too serious, the man deliberately wanted him to suffer a little, and he didn't give any healing pills, Zhimo hung on the little pill he kept, and lay on the bed for two days before he could barely get up.

Seeing Zhimo wake up from his meditation, Xiaoshu quickly ran to his side, rubbed his hand, and asked distressedly, "Xiaomo, are you feeling better today?" ”

Zhimo shook his head slightly.

The old man was too ruthless, he was covered with internal injuries all over his body, and his meridians were broken several times by spiritual power, and now he only tried to stabilize his injuries, but there was nothing he could do to heal them.

Without the elixir and under house arrest, he can only use his spiritual power to slowly nourish and recover, and only by repairing the meridians can he further recover from his injuries, which may take a long time.

"You're out again today." Touched the side of her face with his hand, many people had come to see him laugh in the past two days, and since he had been shut up, those people were sneering outside the door, and he knew that she often quietly went to trouble those people.

He knew that she felt sorry for him.

"Yes......" She quietly raised her eyes to look at him, and said with a little uneasiness, "They speak too badly, I can't look past it...... I didn't let them catch me, and I didn't get hurt. ”

She opened a pair of big watery eyes and looked at him cautiously, her tone was soft, with a bit of flattery and coquettishness, which made people really unbearable to blame.

"Alas, let them say it next time, it's too dangerous to get it back when you have the strength in the future." Zhimo sighed helplessly and reached out to take her into his arms.

"But......" Xiaoshu glared, a little unwilling, how could she turn a blind eye to those people who slandered him, insulted him, and cursed him like that? That's the person she wants to take care of!

"Okay, I know you're doing it for me, but if you get hurt, I'll be distressed, do you want to make me feel distressed?" Zhimo rubbed her hairy head, and her gentle voice with a soft tail note looked a little pitiful.

I'm not going to let myself get hurt...... She wanted to defend herself, but looking at his clear eyes, she suddenly lost her voice and couldn't say a word.

The eyes were as black as ink, as smooth as ink jade soaked in water, not like deep profundity, but like a clear lake, like a mirror at a glance, clearly reflecting her shadow, warm eyes, focused eyes, as if she had become the only scenery in his eyes.

Like coquettishness, and like flirting......

The rhythm of her heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes and looked away.

"Okay." She reluctantly agreed.

She doesn't want to make him feel distressed, and she doesn't want the person who makes him distressed to be herself! Since he said so, she could only agree.

As long as it is his request, as long as it is not a decision to hurt him, she will be obedient!