Su Mei thought for a while, but really couldn't think of a gift to give.
She pouted and said, "Brother Yao, you're meeting your own parents, so you should choose the gift yourself."
"Let me think..."
After thinking for a while, I said, "Let's go to the mall to buy it."
"Let's not think about it anymore. After we wake up, let's focus on filming and try to finish work as early as possible so we can go shopping."
"Okay." Tang Yaoyao nodded, gently flicked her forehead with her finger, and said with a smile, "Good night."
Su Mei scratched her forehead, smiling sweetly, "Hehe, goodnight, sweet dreams~"
Afterwards, the two returned to their room.
Tang Yaoyao lay in bed, but did not fall asleep immediately. The events of the day played back and forth in her mind like a movie, and she suddenly thought of some things from a long time ago.
I always felt that this was a very important matter.
Back then, she wanted to try living the life of an ordinary person, so she settled down in a small town. As she thought about it, she fell asleep and continued in her dreams.
Everything was fine until one day, a group of masked men saw a boy in white being chased.
She has always had the chivalrous spirit of a female knight-errant, and what she cannot tolerate most is a group of people bullying one person. What kind of hero is it to bully the few with the many?
She quickly followed and arrived at a bamboo forest.
The young man was very skilled, but unfortunately, all the attackers were assassins. Gradually, he was outnumbered and began to lose ground. Just as one of the assassins rushed from behind and was about to pierce his heart with a sword, she knocked his sword away with a pebble.
She is a fox spirit. If she kills a mortal, she will violate the heavenly rules, and the punishment will be a tribulation, and each tribulation is different.
They didn't want to cause themselves any trouble while saving lives.
Thinking of this, he quickly stepped forward and used his magic to freeze all those people in place.
The young man planted his sword in the ground to steady himself, then turned to look at her, somewhat shocked by her superb martial arts skills: "Miss..."
girl??
She's old enough to be his great-great-grandmother...
"Are you alright?" she asked, moving closer to him.
The boy took a step back, looking at her with some wariness.
She laughed: "Why are you such a strange person?"
The boy was aloof and unwilling to speak, simply keeping his head down.
Yao'er said again, "You are bleeding, it's very serious. If you don't get treatment immediately, you will die."
After she finished speaking, she stepped forward again, and he took a step back.
This time, it affected his heart and lungs, causing him to wince in pain. If she hadn't rushed forward to support him, he probably would have fallen.
He looked at her in astonishment: "No...men and women should not touch each other."
"What are you doing? You're about to die, why are you still bothered by these ridiculous rituals? Can these things compare to your life? If you die, you'll look no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Your parents should still be alive, right? What will happen to your family if you're gone?"
After hearing this, the boy stopped resisting touching her.
Then, she led him away from the troublesome place, looked at the road ahead, and said, "Hey you, shall I take you to my house?"
The boy frowned: "No..."
"Why is it unacceptable again? Is it all about your usual formalities?"
"Etiquette should not be neglected."
"Come on, when a person dies, everything is useless. Stop talking." After saying that, Yao'er squatted down, raised her arm, and carried him on her back.
The boy panicked: "Cough cough cough, you you..."
Yao'er suddenly found the boy quite interesting and said with a smile, "Alright, alright, I'm in a good mood today. I not only saved you, but I'm going to save you to the end, so stop chattering on and on."
The boy was astonished that she had such great strength, able to carry him, a five-foot-tall man.
His surprise lasted only a moment before he realized that despite her young age, she was incredibly strong. He sighed and said in a heavy voice, "How can I, a grown man, let a young girl carry me? It would be too impolite."
"It's no big deal. You can take it back when you have the chance," she said casually.
The boy stared at the road ahead, remembered her words, and murmured, "I will."
Yao'er didn't pay attention either.
Afterwards, Yao'er placed her on the bed and reached out to undress her.
The young man quickly refused: "Miss, no, no..."
Yao'er frowned: "Why is it not allowed again?"
"men and women……"
"Shouldn't people touch each other?" Yao'er picked up on his words directly, saying lazily, "I'm a doctor. I'm saving you now, it's my duty as a healer. Where does this talk of 'shouldn't people touch each other' come from? Besides, there's a male midwife in our village. If he said that to a pregnant woman and a child, wouldn't they both die?"
"I..." The boy was a little embarrassed and lowered his eyes.
The young man was very handsome, one of the most dashing men of his time, but unfortunately, he was too concerned with etiquette.
Yao'er didn't care whether he wanted to or not, and violently tore open his clothes.
The boy blushed.
Seeing his appearance, Yao'er found it rather cute. She loved cute things and people the most. She curled her lips and said with a smile, "If you really feel embarrassed, turn your back to me and I'll check the injury on your back, okay?"
"Um."
He turned his back to him.
His body was covered with dense whip marks. Although they had healed, the scars were still visible. He was also very strong and must have been exercising regularly.
Yao'er lowered her eyes and saw the white brocade robe placed beside the bed.
His family background must be quite good, so why did he suffer such a terrible fate and is now being hunted down...?
As she applied medicine to his wounds, she sensed his past and his future.
It turns out that he was the child of the emperor and a maid who had a one-night stand. Unfortunately, the maid was not favored, so he was also out of favor and lived with his mother in the cold palace.
As a prince, the palace maids dared not neglect him; he was provided with everything he was entitled to. Thus, he wore brocade robes and fine garments…
However, there was a clueless father-in-law who always tried to take his things, and when he refused, he would whip him.
Poor thing, so poor thing.
Huh?
He even has the destiny of an emperor...
Yao'er gently curled her lips, bandaged his wounds, applied medicine, and then infused him with immortal energy so that he could recover as soon as possible.
"Lie down and rest," she said.
He turned to look at her and asked, "Is this your bed, young lady?"
"yes."
"No..."
"Lie down. You're my patient now. I'm not treating you for free. You have to pay me for your medicine. That way, you can lie on this bed without any problems." She thought of a way to shut him up.
He nodded, took off a waist tag and handed it to her: "This is the most valuable thing I have right now. Don't worry, I'll pay you when I get home and get my valuables."
If she didn't take it, the young man definitely wouldn't be able to focus on recovering, so she took it: "Alright, lie down."
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