Will Chapter 79 be rejected again?
Xie Qinghuan didn't know that he had thought so much and his thoughts were still flying.
Thinking of Yu Luo and her aunt coming over just now, she raised her head and asked him:
"You asked Yuluo to go find her aunt?"
【Um. 】
Xie Qinghuan smiled sweetly.
"You are so smart, Chu Hanxiao..."
Chu Hanxiao was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
He held her in his arms, with a hint of blame.
【Why did you hide it from me? 】
Speaking of this, Xie Qinghuan became worried.
Sit up straight in his arms.
"You still say that! You openly contradicted the old lady and injured so many guards. What should we do now?
You are not like me, no one can protect you...
When you return, you will be severely punished!"
She hesitated for a moment, and although she was reluctant, she still tried to say:
"Otherwise, you can stay in the General's Mansion. When this matter is completely over... I will come to pick you up."
Throw him down?
impossible!
【No. 】
Chu Hanxiao's face darkened slightly.
Xie Qinghuan hurriedly explained.
"I'm afraid you'll be punished!"
Why are you afraid of being punished?
Thanks to her care, the thing he fears least is punishment!
【If you want to be punished, then be punished. 】
But it made Xie Qinghuan depressed.
The sound was like it was soaked in water, wet.
"I know you're not afraid, but I am...
Every time I see you get hurt, I feel so heartbroken..."
Seeing her like this, Chu Hanxiao's heart softened again.
His expression also softened.
He took her into his arms again and patted her gently to comfort her.
【Don't worry, everything will be fine. 】
The carriage gradually stopped.
The two men let go of each other's hands only after hearing General Luo's anxious voice.
Get off the bus one after another.
General Luo and several cousins were waiting at the door.
Seeing this, he hurried over.
"My dear grandson, let grandpa see, did that old woman hit you?"
Xie Qinghuan was held in General Luo's arms and looked over from head to toe.
Luo Shuangxi also came forward.
"I heard that he was beaten with a stick?"
Xie Qinghuan hurriedly denied it.
"No, it was just a few hits with a ruler!"
I feel so embarrassed being watched by so many people...
I remembered the last time my second brother was beaten with a military stick in public.
I felt sorry for him silently for a few seconds.
Luo Sanqian was also pushed by Luo Yang and walked forward.
He glanced at Chu Hanxiao.
Seeing that he looked normal, I breathed a sigh of relief.
He had just heard from Qianyin Pavilion that Chu Hanxiao was holding his younger sister and confronting the old lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he was really shocked.
However, judging from their appearance, it shouldn't be a big deal.
"Alright, stop standing outside and talking. Let Qinghuan go and rest first!"
Ren Shaolan came out of the yard with her maid.
Warm and friendly.
"You are still living in your mother's yard. Stay a few more days this time, at least until your uncle comes back."
Xie Qinghuan had the same idea.
She was afraid that if she went back too early, the old lady would make things difficult for Chu Hanxiao.
"Okay, sorry to bother you, aunt."
My grandfather pretended to be angry and said:
"My dear grandson, what you said is not right! All right, go in and have a rest.
Shuangxi! Go, invite the Prime Minister into the mansion! I have something to ask him! "
The old general looked as if he was ready to settle a score.
He raised his shoulders with a dark face.
Luo Shuangxi responded, waited for the guard to bring the horse over, and then climbed on it.
He also did not forget to tease Xie Qinghuan.
"Wait! Little sister, I'll let you vent your anger!"
Xie Qinghuan blinked.
"This matter... can't be blamed on father."
He was pushed into the yard by the old general's shoulders.
"That old lady dared to touch you, which clearly shows that she doesn't take my General's Mansion seriously. I naturally can't let them off easily!
Okay, just pretend you don’t know! Go back and have a rest…”
Xie Qinghuan was pushed away by his grandfather and didn't say anything more.
I'm just still worried...
She was afraid that when she returned home, the old lady would take out her anger on Chu Hanxiao.
He looked up at Chu Hanxiao.
Seeing his soothing eyes.
She could only return to the yard anxiously.
When I took a bath in the evening, the red, swollen and bleeding wound on my back felt a little painful when it touched the petal bath water.
Xie Qinghuan bit her lower lip and slowly sat down in the bathtub.
But still couldn't help moaning.
“Ah, it hurts…”
Chu Hanxiao outside the door didn't know that she was taking a bath.
Xie Qinghuan came in a hurry today and did not bring a maid to guard the door.
Chu Hanxiao heard the cry of pain and subconsciously pushed the door open.
Xie Qinghuan knew it was him, so he wasn't too panicked.
Just a little embarrassed.
With a "whoosh" he turned around.
Chu Hanxiao finally reacted when he heard the sound of water.
He quickly turned his back.
It is impossible to advance or retreat at the moment.
It’s not good to explain, and it’s not good not to explain either!
After hesitating for a moment, I decided to leave.
Leaning against the door, listening to the sound of water inside, blushing and covering his face to guard the door for her...
Only when he heard her calling him loudly did he turn around and go inside hesitantly.
Xie Qinghuan had already put on her clothes, but her hair was still wet.
Chu Hanxiao hesitated for a moment, picked up the handkerchief and helped her wipe her hair.
When it was half dry, he looked through the bronze mirror and used sign language:
[Is there blood on your back? ]
Xie Qinghuan nodded pitifully.
It made Chu Hanxiao feel sad.
I secretly cursed the old lady for her cruelty.
[Ask a maid to help you apply medicine? ]
Xie Qinghuan hesitated and shook his head.
"Let's talk about it when Yuzhu comes tomorrow."
She didn't want to take off her clothes in front of strangers...
Chu Hanxiao was the one with the most obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he understood this feeling very well.
only……
【Doesn’t it hurt? 】
"pain……"
In fact, Xie Qinghuan wanted him to help her wipe it.
But due to etiquette, I feel a little conflicted.
After all, even though she had slept with him many times in her previous life, in this life...
Both of them hesitated to speak and lowered their heads.
Xie Qinghuan didn't dare to say anything, feeling a little embarrassed and worried.
If he rejects me again...
How can I face people in the future!
Chu Hanxiao didn't even dare to think about it.
He felt dirty every time he stepped into the penalty area!
Afraid of causing blasphemy to her!
There was silence for a while.
My hair couldn't be drier!
Xie Qinghuan just spoke tentatively.
"Then... I'm going to bed."
Chu Hanxiao lowered the handkerchief in his hand and nodded slightly.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion or what…
Xie Qinghuan seemed to see a hint of loss from under his drooping eyelashes.
She swallowed, stood up, turned her head, and looked at him.
Feeling a little guilty.
"you……"
He lowered his head nervously again.
Chu Hanxiao lifted his drooping eyelids, and a faint light flickered.
"Ok?"
When Xie Qinghuan heard his low and hoarse voice, her face turned red for no reason.
He turned around quickly.
"nothing!"
He quickly jumped onto the bed.
Chu Hanxiao pondered for a moment, lowered his head slightly, and pursed his lips gently.
[Then... have a good rest. I'll be outside the door, guarding you.]
Seeing that he was really leaving, Xie Qinghuan felt a little unwilling.
"Wait!"
Seeing him pause, she gritted her teeth.
Finally blurted out:
"Can you help me apply the medicine?"
My face turned red immediately...
The figure froze when he saw it.
She was afraid of being rejected again.
He hurriedly opened his mouth to make up for it:
"It just hurts a little too much! If, if you don't want to..."
Xie Qinghuan couldn't continue.
The voice became smaller and smaller, and there was depression in the tone.
"Just wait until Yuzhu comes tomorrow and then she can help me apply it..."
She raised her eyes to look at the broad shoulders that blocked the candlelight.
He bit his lower lip nervously.
anxiety:
Just apply the ointment!
In my sober state, will you reject me... again?