When Yunshuang saw the golden wound medicine and cotton cloth in his hands, she realized that she had misunderstood him.

She suppressed her embarrassment and said calmly, "It's just a minor injury. There's no need to treat it."

Jiang Guanchao frowned and looked at her: "Are you like this in Baihua Palace?"

Of course not. Just because she is not afraid of getting hurt doesn't mean she won't heal her wounds afterwards.

But if he didn't say that, how could he hide his embarrassment? It was as if in her eyes, he came to her for only one reason - to help her detoxify.

"Um."

Yunshuang responded perfunctorily.

Jiang Guanchao sat down on the stool beside her, put the golden wound medicine on the table, spread out the clean cotton cloth and said, "You are not Cheng Xin, don't learn everything."

Yun Shuang was stunned for a moment before she realized what he was referring to.

She looked at her bloody hands, then at his bandaged palms: "I didn't learn from you."

He also saved her from the Fuso killer with a knife in his bare hands.

Jiang Guanchao poured a cup of clean tea and poured it onto the cotton cloth bit by bit: "Palace Master Yun, your injuries are the same as mine, which will cause misunderstandings."

Yun Shuang glared at him and said, "You are already half dead. I advise you to save your energy in talking. Don't die in my room soon."

"Talking won't kill you."

Jiang Guanchao said calmly.

After saying this, both of them felt something was wrong.

Jiang Guanchao changed the subject: "What's wrong with Xiaobao?"

Yun Shuang turned her head away: "What does it have to do with you?"

Jiang Guanchao said nothing and held her injured hand.

Yun Shuang's body froze, and she immediately tried to pull her hand back: "I'll do it myself!"

Jiang Guanchao held her wrist and said calmly, "Palace Master Yun, I have no improper thoughts about you. You are so nervous, are you shy in front of me?"

Yun Shuang said coldly: "I just came to you to cure my love poison twice, don't be so self-indulgent."

Jiang Guanchao wiped the blood off her hands with a wet cotton cloth: "Yes, only twice."

Yunshuang choked.

I took the initiative both times...it's a bit embarrassing indeed.

Yunshuang will never lose in an argument.

Yun Shuang chuckled and said, "Alliance Leader Jiang is so concerned, could it be that it was the first time that night on the mountain?"

Jiang Guanchao paused while cleaning her wound.

Yun Shuang opened her eyes wide: "Really? You have never touched a woman?"

As we all know, a man not getting married and a man not being interested in women are two different things.

Even if they appear not to be interested in women, there are still many who are secretly involved in the business of women.

When an ordinary woman comes here, she should ask, who are you keeping your virginity for?

Yun Shuang's eyes suddenly glowed green, and she grabbed Jiang Guanchao's wrist: "Are you practicing the long-lost Tongzi Kung Fu?"

Jiang Guanchao, who was almost out of breath, said: "..." -After treating Yunshuang's injuries, Jiang Guanchao went back to the house and took a shower.

When he came out of the ear room, he saw the mute slave standing in front of the bed, holding a half-empty basin of water in his hand.

Jiang Guanchao glanced at the wet bed calmly and said, "I'll sleep on the floor tonight."

The mute slave took a step forward and blatantly poured the half basin of water in his hand onto the ground with a splash.

Jiang Guanchao: “…”

Jiang Guanchao closed his eyes and said coldly, "I'll give you a quarter of an hour to clean up for me!"

The mute slave held up a sign with black words on it: "She is the little girl from back then, right?"

Jiang Guanchao: “No.”

The mute slave turned the page and saw the words already written on it: "You are lying."

Jiang Guanchao looked at the mute slave coldly.

The mute slave continued to turn the pages: "You let her go and were punished by the old leader, but you didn't dare to tell her that you were a——"

A vivid, shivering egg was drawn below the text.

Spelled together it means: coward.

Jiang Guanchao clenched his fists: "Are you looking for death?"

The mute slave turned another page: "Even if I become a ghost, I will tell her."

The mute slave lost his ability to speak when he was young, and his favorite thing to study when he grew up was to guess what his master was saying.

At the beginning, I couldn't guess a single sentence correctly, but later on I could guess most of it.

Now it's even worse, he guessed every one of Jiang Guanchao's reactions.

Just as Jiang Guanchao was about to speak, the mute slave turned another page, which read: "Her crush is Ji Minglou, in the past and now."

The principle of a mute slave: speak the leader’s words and leave the leader speechless.

Jiang Guanchao pressed his forehead with a headache, then put two fingers together and pressed the acupoints of the mute slave in the air.

Click.

The mute slave lost his strength and the wooden sign in his hand fell to the ground.

Jiang Guanchao rushed out!

Yunshuang was sitting in the room with a steaming food box in front of her, which was brought over by the mute slave just now.

She was about to open the lunch box when Jiang Guanchao pushed open the half-open door and walked in.

He came in too hasty, wearing only thin pajamas, with wet hair scattered over his shoulders, wetting his chest and back, revealing his perfect and muscular body.

To be honest, it was a bit misleading for him to run into a woman's room in this state.

However, with the lessons learned from the previous incident, Yunshuang was much more cautious this time.

She looked at the gauze wrapped around her wrist and asked, "Anything else?"

The injury was treated, and Yunshuang couldn't understand why he came here again.

Jiang Guanchao glanced around the room and asked, "Did the mute say anything to you?"

"Um?"

Yun Shuang was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

When she realized who he was referring to, her eyes became even more confused.

As if to ask, if the servant is dumb, why can he speak? If he can speak, why do you call him dumb?

Jiang Guanchao was used to it and forgot for a moment that Yunshuang didn't know the mute slave's unique way of speaking - writing on small signs.

"He just brought the food over and left."

Yunshuang said.

Jiang Guanchao understood the mute, and he said that if they looked for him, there must be clues left behind.

Jiang Guanchao's eyes fell on the food box.

Nine times out of ten it's inside.

When Jiang Guanchao was deciding between taking the food away and knocking it over, Yunshuang's stomach growled.

People in the martial arts world are not particular about trivial matters, and Yunshuang didn’t think there was anything embarrassing about her rumbling stomach.

She glanced at Jiang Guanchao and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Um."

Jiang Guanchao responded casually and sat down opposite Yunshuang.

Yun Shuang raised her hand, but Jiang Guanchao pressed the food box before her: "I'll do it."

Yunshuang looked at him and put her hand down.

As Jiang Guanchao opened the food box, he carefully looked inside to see if there was a note slipped in by the mute.

Fortunately, there was no harm.

After supper, seeing that Jiang Guanchao still had no intention of leaving, Yun Shuang asked, "Are you not leaving yet?"

Jiang Guanchao couldn't leave because he didn't find the note that the mute left informing him.

But Jiang Guanchao had no reason to stay...

"I have something to tell you...about the Fuso Miko."

Yunshuang looked at him seriously: "You say."

Jiang Guanchao opened his mouth and his eyes swept across the wardrobes and boxes in the room, finally landing on Yunshuang's bed.

Yunshuang frowned: "Where are you looking?"

Jiang Guanchao subconsciously denied: "I didn't see it."

"You are clearly looking at it." Yun Shuang turned around and looked at the pillow he had been staring at. "Is there something there?"

"No!"

Jiang Guanchao said immediately.

Yun Shuang frowned: "No, the pillow has been moved."

She stood up and went to the bed.

Just as she reached out to pick up the pillow, Jiang Guanchao caught up with her, grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

Yunshuang struggled for a bit, but her balance was unstable and she fell onto the cold, hard bed.

Her foot kicked Jiang Guanchao's calf, and Jiang Guanchao's feet slipped, and his tall and strong body pressed down on her defenselessly.

He quickly pulled a soft pillow under her and held her tightly with his arms.

A piece of white paper with wet ink flew out.

Yunshuang caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye and was about to turn her head.

Jiang Guanchao raised his broad palm and covered her eyes.

He reached for the white paper with his other hand, but failed, and the bright words just stayed on the ground.

Yunshuang took away his hand that was covering her eyes: "Jiang Guanchao you——"

Jiang Guanchao looked at the black words on the white paper on the ground, his forehead heated up, and he said, "I'm having a seizure, don't move."

Yunshuang really didn't move.

Jiang Guanchao closed his eyes in annoyance, and said with a toothache: "That's not what I meant... I wanted to say..."

Cute, sly smile 　　 　 (end of this chapter)