Zhu Yu muttered under his breath, "That's not necessarily true."
He had observed carefully just now, and there was something off about the way Qi Shaocheng looked at him and at her; in any case, he felt quite uncomfortable.
The Marquis of Yongbo and his wife were not stubborn people.
Lu Xiaoyun didn't hear what Zhu Yu said, and said to him, "I'll have someone send you back."
"That sedan chair was uncomfortable to lie in; I guess some of the wounds on his back were chafed open."
Lu Xiaoyun hurriedly helped Zhu Yu up to check him, and sure enough, there were several places where the skin was broken and bleeding: "Zhu Yu, you clearly know that your back is injured. Even if you wanted to come over, why didn't you lie down? Also, why didn't you put more quilts and blankets in the sedan chair?"
Zhu Yu pursed his lips and did not answer.
Lu Xiaoyun glared at him irritably, then picked up Zhu Yu with a dark expression and headed towards Feixue Garden.
Li Feng and the other servants followed closely behind with their heads down.
Li Feng had reminded the young lady, but she said it was improper for her to lie down. He was there to see Young Master Qi and had to make the prince look good.
And what about quilts and blankets? That's improper for a young lady.
As for why this was considered improper, Li Feng said she still hadn't figured it out.
After returning to Feixue Garden, Lu Xiaoyun didn't say a word. She hooked the door shut with her foot, then put him on the bed, undressed him, and personally applied medicine to him.
"Didn't I say I wouldn't let my body get hurt again? Look at you, your wound has reopened."
Zhu Yu lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "I was wrong."
"Hmph, Zhu Yu, you're quick to admit your mistakes now."
Zhu Yu, shameless and persistent, carefully and slowly reached her small hand towards Lu Xiaoyun's sleeve: "Then can you please not be angry with me?"
His ingratiating manner made it impossible for her to stay angry: "You should rest well. I won't come over for lunch with you today. Ruoling is here, and I can't just keep leaving her with Ayan."
Zhu Yu pursed his lips and released Lu Xiaoyun's sleeve: "Then go ahead."
Anyway, he couldn't eat any more.
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