Chapter 575 Who Hurt Me?
The Fourth Master's expression turned ugly again. His pair of ink-black eyes stared at Su Peisheng, and Wen Jiu actually saw a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
His heart skipped a beat. Wen Jiu frowned and walked forward, waving his hand at Su Peisheng: "My master asked you to change the water, so go ahead and change the water. Hurry up and bring one or two basins of warm water."
As he spoke, he winked at Su Peisheng and mouthed, "...Bring the medicine."
Su Peisheng kowtowed to the warm wine as if he had been pardoned, immediately stood up, and went to change the water with tears and snot.
Wenjiu pulled the Fourth Master to sit down, then said, "Master, you can't wash it clean like this. Look, you're still bleeding. Wait, won't it get on Jiuer's hands again? Just be good and let Jiuer take care of it for you, okay?"
As he spoke, he picked up a pair of scissors and cut the clothes off his chest.
This time, the Fourth Master didn't move, but just stared at Wenjiu, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next second.
Wenjiu did not dare to delay and immediately called Xiaojin out.
"Check his body. Will anything happen if I pull out this hairpin?" Wen Jiu communicated with Xiao Jin.
[Master, consume one day's life value? ]
Wenjiu: "Well, quickly."
[I have checked it, Master. This hairpin looks scary, and it pierced the heart, but the wound is not deep, and there is no danger to life. Even the blessing of peace that you just gave to the Fourth Master is ineffective.
Master, just pull it out towards the lower right side. Remember to stop the bleeding. We do have some hemostatic powder, would you like to use it?
Wen Jiu shook his head, thinking that he should wait for the medicine from the palace doctor. The origin of his medicine was unknown and it would only cause trouble.
Then he looked at the Fourth Master seriously and said, "Master, can I help you remove this hairpin later?"
Fourth Master: "Okay, don't dirty your hands."
As he spoke, he swiftly touched his chest, and with a whoosh, he pulled out the hairpin. Blood splattered instantly, and the warm wine splashed all over his body and face.
Wen Jiu was stunned, and in a trance he didn't care about anything else. He immediately took out a packet of hemostatic powder from the space, sprinkled it on the Fourth Master's wound, and covered it tightly for him.
"Jiu'er...I'm sorry."
The Fourth Master reached out and wiped the blood off Wenjiu's face: "I've made you dirty again. You...don't despise me."
"Don't move!" Wenjiu was also a little angry at this moment. He had finally pressed down on the wound, but the movement made the blood flow faster.
After shouting like this, I realized that the Fourth Master really didn't move, and there was not even any sound.
Wen Jiu instinctively looked up and saw a look of uncertainty on his face, as if he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. This tall man, who was more than a head taller than him, had an inexplicable childishness.
Wen Jiu finally sighed, "Master, where would I go if I left you? Why would I dislike you? Do I dislike your high position? Or your handsomeness? Or your ability to change diapers? Or your ability to take care of me?"
The Fourth Master looked down at the warm wine in a trance, and felt a warm current flowing into his heart. Finally, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Jiu'er... maybe this master really is a star of misfortune..."
As he spoke, the smile on his lips became more bitter.
"Bullshit!" Wen Jiu frowned. "How can I be said to be a star destined to be unlucky? Who told me that? If I were a star destined to be unlucky, how could I have given birth to four children in one pregnancy? I have both parents, a wife and children, and many brothers. If anyone is a star destined to be unlucky, I won't be one!"
After saying this, seeing that the Fourth Master was a little stunned, Wen Jiu lowered his voice a little, and gently leaned against her shoulder and said, "Master, in fact, a journey through this world is just a dream...
I traveled all over the mountains and seas in my dreams, experienced the warmth and coldness of human nature, and finally my soul returned to one place.
The Second Prince’s dream was a little short, but we can’t let his trip be in vain. We must take good care of him and make sure he has enough food and drink and lives a life of wealth and glory somewhere else.
A hundred years later, when we wake up from our dream, we might run into him again. Then, I can smile and say to him, "Ama has not treated you unfairly over the years."
The Fourth Master was stunned for a long time. In a trance, he reached out and touched Wenjiu's head: "Jiu'er..."
"Master...it's getting late, why don't you take a rest?"
Wen Jiu sighed. Everyone else thought the Fourth Master was cold and aloof. But after spending time with him, Wen Jiu realized that there was a fire in his heart, too, but he hid it too deeply.
On weekdays, he almost never smiled in front of the children. Even for Dabao and the others, who were only a month old, the Fourth Master would often scold them with a stern face.
The eldest and second princes were even stricter. According to Aunt Xie, the Fourth Master never even held them once. The children were all afraid of him, but in reality, he loved them deeply.
Today, I am really sad.
He didn't know who had hurt him, nor what past events he was thinking about, but his darkening value was fluctuating.
"Jiu'er..." The Fourth Master called Wenjiu again, and now let Wenjiu pull him.
He didn't know how many times he called Wenjiu's name that night. Even when he was lying in bed, he kept muttering it.
In fact, when the Fourth Master lay down, he was already running a high fever.
Although the hairpin did not pierce deeply, he was in a bad mood and sometimes fell asleep after a while after putting the ring on.
Wenjiu and his servants helped him treat his wounds and boiled medicine to clear his fever, and they were busy until late at night.
When the warm wine finally had time to wash away all the blood stains on his body,
The Fourth Master did not refuse this time. The person kept pulling him for a long time until it was already dawn outside.
He was no longer sleepy after all the tossing and turning. Wenjiu just sat down in the outer room and called Su Peisheng over.
"What's going on? How could a perfectly good person be stabbed with a hairpin like this?"
As he spoke, Wen Jiu poured a bowl of brown sugar water brewed with spiritual spring water from the space for Su Peisheng: "Sit down and drink while you talk, it will warm you up."
"Don't refuse. Let's not talk about those empty things between us." Wen Jiu spoke before Su Peisheng and pointed directly to the seat over there.
Su Peisheng finally took back the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He knew that the concubine was worried about him. When the Fourth Master got into trouble, he ran back and forth several times. Today, heavy snow was falling outside, and he didn't dare to go back to sleep. He had been guarding until now, and his body couldn't bear it anymore.
I leaned on the side of the chair and drank a cup and a sip of brown sugar water as she asked.
A wave of heat slid into his stomach, and his whole body instantly warmed up. Su Peisheng felt a little more alive. He exhaled and said, "Concubine Li, the master's injury was caused by Concubine Li..."
Wen Jiuxin said, "As expected," and then asked, "What happened? Why would Li attack me? Also, who said something about a star that kills me?"
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