Chapter 18: Sleep like a pig and eat like a pig.



Chapter 18: Sleep like a pig and eat like a pig.

Wen Jiu tugged at the corner of Fourth Master's clothes and shook it: "Jiu'er has been looking forward to being with Master. Master finally let me stay overnight. Jiu'er would be a fool to want to run away."

Glancing at the Fourth Master, Wen Jiu immediately turned behind him and massaged his shoulders: "Jiu'er wanted to cheer you up. You don't look very happy today, so Jiu'er wanted to find some fresh food."

"It's just that Jiu'er is too stupid. He can't do anything right and even fell down."

"Master, this sweet potato was baked by Jiuer himself. It's so cold outside, so Jiuer specially put it in his arms and brought it back for you. Can you try it? This is Jiuer's favorite."

The Fourth Master's cold eyes were filled with a hint of awkwardness, and he said stiffly, "You're giving me something like this to eat?"

Wenjiu's expectant eyes gradually dimmed, and she lowered her eyes: "Oh, that's right, such crude things cannot be eaten by Master."

As she spoke, she broke open the remaining one.

The bright orange sweet potato flesh oozes out, with a strong sweet aroma.

He took a big bite of the warm wine as if to vent his anger.

If you don’t want to eat it, then forget it, she can eat it herself!

However, noticing the gradually cold gaze of the Fourth Master opposite him, he finally backed down.

"Master, do you really not want to have a bite?" She smiled sweetly, but fed a piece of half-roasted food that she herself did not want to eat to the Fourth Master's mouth.

The Fourth Master frowned as he looked at Wen Jiu, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the bloody wound on her sleeve.

Thinking of her lost look just now, the Fourth Master seemed to be bewitched by something, and for some unknown reason he took a bite of the food from the hand she was feeding him.

It's indeed sweet, but not as delicious as I imagined.

The Fourth Master turned his head to look at Wen Jiu, and didn't understand why this disheveled and wounded young woman in front of him could eat sweet potatoes as if they were delicacies from the land and the sea.

When the Fourth Master came to his senses, he had already taken half of the sweet potato and eaten it.

Perhaps delicious food can really heal the mood. When the Fourth Master felt better in his stomach, he felt that the wound on Wenjiu's body became more and more unpleasant.

He simply shouted outside: "Come, call a doctor."

When Wenjiu heard this, his hair stood on end and he hugged the Fourth Master tightly.

"Master, can we not see the doctor?"

The Fourth Master frowned tightly: "Take your hands off me."

Wen Jiu took a subconscious look and found that her hand had unknowingly pressed on a restricted area. She was so scared that she immediately withdrew her hand.

She helped the Fourth Master straighten his clothes on his chest, and then put her palms together to bow to him in a flattering manner: "Master, can you please not look at the doctor? Please."

The Fourth Master gave her a wicked look and asked, "Why are you afraid to see a doctor?"

Wen Jiu held his hand and shook it repeatedly: "Jiu'er has been in poor health. Every time he sees a doctor, the news he hears is not good. Please, can we see him again tomorrow?"

The injuries on Jiuer's body are all external and can be treated by himself.

Also, today is a great day for you and me, and seeing a doctor would be such a spoiler.

Master, can you please fulfill Jiuer's wish?"

Wenjiu despised herself in her heart and became more and more skilled in flirting with men.

The Fourth Master met Wen Jiu's pitiful eyes and finally waved his hand and said, "I don't care about you anymore. It's better if you die!"

Then I went straight to bed and fell asleep.

He curled his lips while drinking warm wine, showing no manners at such a young age.

If you ignore me today, I will make you unattainable tomorrow!!

After imagining the scene of the Fourth Master hugging her thighs and begging her to forgive him, Wenjiu's expression looked much better.

She was exhausted from today's trip. After quickly treating her wound, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep soon after.

The Fourth Master looked at the woman next to him who fell asleep as soon as she said she would, and couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

I wanted to wake her up and soak her clothes before going back to sleep.

Looking at the sleeping face, the Fourth Master finally held back.

"He sleeps like a pig, eats like a pig...so ugly."

The Fourth Master turned away irritably and didn't look at her.

sleep!

When I woke up from the wine, it was already dawn.

Su Peisheng, along with a group of palace maids and eunuchs, stood guard outside the door: "Master, the time has come, it's time to get up."

Wenjiu shuddered and sat up.

The Fourth Master beside him had just woken up, his eyes were less cold and more confused.

He rubbed his eyes and saw that Wenjiu seemed stunned for a moment, and then he was about to get up.

Wen Jiu suddenly reached out to stop him: "Can you sleep a little longer, just for a little while?"

Every moment of delay is a moment of delay.

The Fourth Master was attacked so hard by her that he coughed violently twice. A cold light flashed in his eyes: "Wenjiu, do you know what you are doing?"

This damn woman, in the middle of the night, either throws her arms or her legs on him. I don’t know how she learned the rules!

It's a pity that he met such a kind-hearted master like himself. If it were someone else, he would definitely be dragged out and beaten to death.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry." Seeing that the Fourth Master was furious, Wen Jiu immediately poured wine on his chest to help him calm down.

He clasped his hands together and pleaded, "Please sleep a little longer, okay? I didn't sleep well yesterday, and I don't have the energy to go to court today."

The fourth master said with a sour face: "I will not attend court today."

"Ah?" Wen Jiu was stunned.

The Fourth Master glanced at Wen Jiu several times and explained impatiently, "Today is the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month. I have to go to the palace to accompany the Emperor and his mother to celebrate New Year's Eve. I won't be back until tomorrow. I think your brain is getting worse and worse!"

"ah?"

Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up immediately: "Master, on New Year's Eve, isn't it unlucky to call a doctor?"

The Fourth Master's hand, which was straightening his clothes, suddenly stopped, and he squinted his eyes and looked back at Wen Jiu: "So?"

Wen Jiu smiled and rubbed his shoulders: "So, does that mean we can wait until the New Year is over before treating Jiu'er? Jiu'er is really scared."

The Fourth Master narrowed his eyes and looked at her carefully, as if to judge whether what she said was credible.

Wenjiu felt a little numb on his scalp when he looked at her, and his smiling face froze. He couldn't help but pull the Fourth Master's little finger again, calling him "Master" pitifully over and over again.

The Fourth Master couldn't help but let his eyes fall on her still red and swollen white arm. "Look at your own behavior. You're not afraid of offending others when you enter the palace."

Wenjiu continued to shake his arm: "Master, absolutely not, the sleeves are long, no one can see it if they are blocked.

Just wait a few more days before seeing a doctor, okay?

"After seeing the doctor, I might need to take medicine, which tastes really bitter. Can I wait until after the New Year?" he said, sniffing his nose.

The Fourth Master was stunned for a moment, then suddenly pulled his hand away and stared at her: "Warm the wine, don't push your luck."

Wen Jiu: "Jiu'er knows, don't bother me anymore." Then he moved closer: "Master, is it really not possible? Can't you give me another day or two? I'll see a doctor in a few days."

The Fourth Master's face grew darker and darker.

Wenjiu lowered his head in frustration.

It’s over. The happy days of being alive are over.

Seeing her listless appearance, the Fourth Master swung his sleeves in annoyance and said, "If you don't want to watch, then don't watch. It would be better if you died."

Then he said coldly to the outside: "Su Peisheng, hurry up and get in here to serve you."

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