Ayao was both delighted and nervous, and repeatedly assured, "Master, I won't look at anything indiscriminately, don't worry."
Lingxi removed her veil, her expression as indifferent as ever.
“You’ve grown up, boys and girls are different, and you are different.”
"A teacher for a day is a father for life."
"It is only natural for a son to apply medicine to his father."
Ayao: "..."
The master's logic was flawless, and it made sense, but it sounded awkward.
At this moment, all ambiguous thoughts vanished.
Ayao took the medicine bottle, lifted his master's skirt, and applied the medicine without looking to the side.
The scars on his back were shocking; a long scratch ran from his shoulder to his waist, with the skin and flesh torn open.
Ayao quietly shed tears as he quickly applied the medicine.
Lingxi was sleepy. "You should sleep too."
"Yes, Master."
Ayao quietly got out of bed and remained asleep on the small bed next to him.
This is the nest his master made for him by hand; he doesn't want to leave.
Ayao didn't sleep a wink all night, staring at Lingxi, his mind filled with images from the illusion.
"I like it, I like Master."
"If they weren't master and disciple, could they..."
Ayao slapped himself and cursed under his breath.
"Beast!"
...
A few days later, Lingxi sat in the outer courtyard drinking tea.
Ayao returned carrying firewood. "Master, are you feeling any better?"
Lingxi looked up at him with a complicated expression, and murmured softly, "It'll be soon."
"What's coming soon?"
The boy jumped out and asked curiously, "What was that thing that could hurt the abbot last time?!"
Ayao was also curious, "Master, tell us about it."
Lingxi put down her teacup and shook her head.
After a while, hurried footsteps could be heard.
Da da da—!
The child twitched his ears. "So many people!"
Lingxi sighed softly, “Fifty-six distinguished guests.”
Ayao sensed something was wrong with his master's expression and felt a strange panic in his heart, as if he was about to lose something important.
A squad of soldiers rushed in, clad in silver armor, wielding sharp blades, their eyes like those of hawks.
Ayao recognized him and spread his arms to protect his master, his face full of vigilance. "What do you want?!"
"Ouch, get out of here, get out of here quickly."
A eunuch, with his pinky finger raised, ordered the soldiers to sheathe their blades and forced a bright smile.
"Sixth Prince, do you remember me, this old servant, Eunuch Wang?"
Of course, Ayao remembered that Eunuch Wang was someone who served his mother and watched him grow up.
Ayao suddenly had a bad feeling. "Eunuch Wang, what brings you here?"
Eunuch Wang produced the imperial edict and shouted, "By order of the Emperor, bring the Sixth Prince back to the palace."
The soldiers knelt down in unison, their expressions solemn.
"By order of the Emperor, we are to escort the Sixth Prince back to the palace!"
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