Rub your back?
Fang Chaozhou looked at the handkerchief in Xue Danrong's hand and couldn't help but reach out to take it. This was the first time he had used this illusion technique, and he didn't know when it would become ineffective. If Xue Danrong discovered the truth, who knows what kind of trouble would befall him.
"I'd better do it myself. I can wipe it myself."
As soon as his fingertips touched the corner of the towel, Xue Danrong took a step back.
He looked at Fang Chaozhou without dodging, "Of course, you need someone else to help you rub your back, so that your body can be washed more cleanly. Brother, turn around."
"I wiped it very clean myself, there's really no need..." Without saying a word, a hand fell on his shoulder, and without the obstruction of clothes, their skin was completely touching.
"Really? But I don't think it's clean." Xue Danrong's voice got lower as his hand lowered, "Here, here, and here, it seems like none of them are clean."
When Fang Chaozhou heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look, "Where?"
He usually rubs his back for a long time, so how come he didn't clean it thoroughly?
“These are the places.”
When the towel touched Fang Chaozhou's back, he realized that he seemed to have been cheated. However, his back had been rubbed several times. Fang Chaozhou instantly felt uncomfortable all over and almost jumped out of the bathtub.
If I had known earlier, I would not have turned Song Lianyi into a handkerchief. Now I am in a difficult situation.
Fang Chaozhou turned around, trying to avoid Xue Danrong's rubbing of his back, but as he turned around, the towel rubbed his front.
Fang Chaozhou: “…”
Feeling even stranger, he turned back silently.
No, that won’t work either.
"Junior brother, this towel is not comfortable to wipe with, use this one." Fang Chaozhou saw the real towel that he had just placed next to the bathtub. He didn't care whether to wipe Song Lianyi's back or not, the most urgent thing was to change Song Lianyi first.
He handed the real handkerchief to Xue Danrong.
But he was too anxious when he handed it over, and Xue Danrong didn't catch it firmly, so he let go and the handkerchief fell to the ground.
"It fell on the ground." Xue Danrong looked at the towel on the ground.
"How about picking it up and washing it?" Fang Chaozhou was very stiff.
Xue Danrong seemed to notice something strange. He frowned slightly, "That one has become dirty. These two handkerchiefs are exactly the same. Why did you insist on using that one? Is there something I don't know?"
Fang Chaozhou forced a smile, "No, junior brother, I think I'm almost done washing, so I won't wash anymore." After saying that, he stood up from the water and reached out to suck the clean clothes hanging on the screen.
He did not care that Xue Danrong was still behind him, and was in a hurry to put on his clothes. He did not even dry the water off his body, and the hem of his clothes was soaked in the water in the bathtub.
After barely fastening his belt, Fang Chaozhou took a step with his long legs and one foot was already on the floor outside the bathtub.
"Brother, you haven't dried yourself yet, and you haven't even rinsed off the bath beans." Xue Danrong stood in front of Fang Chaozhou, his eyes locked on him tightly, "Why are you in such a hurry to get out? Is it because of Song Lianyi? Or your nephew? Or do you not want to stay with me? Do you hate me?"
"No..." Fang Chaozhou had just said one word when the boy approached him.
The pair of phoenix eyes in front of him seemed to be drawn with a fine brush, with every dot and line. Sometimes they were as smooth as water, and sometimes they were as sharp as a knife, all depending on the mood of the owner of the phoenix eyes.
"Since you don't hate it, prove it to me, brother."
The wet clothes were finally thrown on the ground.
When Hu Xiang came over, the yard was quiet. It was not until he walked to the corridor that he heard voices. The voices were very low and sounded a little unclear, but he still heard fragments of words. They were the voices of two people.
"Didn't you just say you only wanted to wipe my back, Junior Brother?"
"Second Brother, this handkerchief seems to have changed color."
"No, it's originally this color...why don't you use it?"
"Oh well."
"I told you not to use a towel, not directly... No, I told you to just wipe your back, Junior Brother!"
The sound suddenly stopped. Hu Xiang realized something and was about to move away when the door was opened from the inside.
When the young man behind the door saw him, his eyes were extremely cold, "What are you doing here?"
"Mr. Xue, Hu Xiang is here to pay respects to the Ninth Uncle." Hu Xiang met Xue Danrong's gaze and lowered her head involuntarily.
Fang Chaozhou in the purification room immediately emerged from the water, hastily put on his outer robe, and picked up the towel that Xue Danrong had put back on the wooden tray. He turned the towel into a headband again and tied it around his wrist. He then washed the towel that had fallen on the floor in the tub and dropped it on the wooden tray.
After doing all this, he walked out. He wanted to return to the room and change Song Lianyi back while Xue Danrong and Hu Xiang were talking. But as soon as he reached the door, two pairs of eyes fell on him at the same time.
Xue Danrong immediately turned around to block Hu Xiang's sight. He looked up and down at Fang Chaozhou's current attire, and his face seemed to turn a little dark. He reached out and grabbed Fang Chaozhou's hand, pulling him into the clean room again.
With a "bang", the door closed again.
Hu Xiang looked at the door that closed again, his eyes darkened. He walked up slowly and knocked on the door twice. "Ninth Uncle, the Emperor asked us to enter the palace early yesterday. It's a little late now."
"Oh, I'll be right out. Stop it."
The last three words were obviously not directed at him.
Hu Xiang pulled her lip, the smile on her lips was a little sarcastic, but her tone was still gentle, "Then Hu Xiang will go prepare the car and wait for the emperor's uncle at the gate of the mansion."
"Okay, nephew, you go first, we'll be there soon." Fang Chaozhou shouted to the outside and patted Xue Danrong's hand. He deliberately put on a stern face, "That's enough, if you make trouble again, do you believe that I will tell everyone everything you did?"
Xue Danrong raised his eyes, his eyes were as beautiful as gemstones, and his tone seemed a little nonchalant, "Hmm?"
His fearless look made Fang Chaozhou feel like he had become a different person. Where had his aloof and extremely cold junior brother gone?
"Not only will I tell my master and fellow disciples, I will also tell...I will tell my grandmaster."
Fang Chaozhou suddenly thought that Xue Danrong should be afraid of Zhongli Yueshui. Now Xue Danrong has not been isolated from him for half a year, which has caused Xue Danrong's snake venom to become more serious. Otherwise, why don't he take the initiative to send him to Zhongli Yueshui?
But he didn't have time to send people to Huali Mountain now.
Xue Danrong frowned when he heard Zhongli Yueshui's name, "Why do you want to tell Master?"
"If I don't tell him, who will cure you? I see that you are seriously ill and you don't even know it. Okay, you go out and boil some water. I'll make tea later." Seeing that the boy didn't move, he pushed him out. Fortunately, Xue Danrong saw that he had a stern face and seemed to be really angry, so he obediently left.
As soon as Xue Danrong left, Fang Chaozhou breathed a sigh of relief. He hurried to the bedroom next door, closed the door, and quickly changed the hairband around his hand back to Song Lianyi.
As soon as Song Lianyi was transformed back to her original form, she fell to the ground. Her little face was completely red and her eyes were wandering.
Fang Chaozhou was stunned for a moment, and fearing that Song Lianyi had an accident, he quickly carried her to the beauty bed.
"Song Lianyi, are you okay?" He reached out and touched Song Lianyi's forehead. It was a little hot. Could she have caught a cold?
Song Lianyi seemed not to hear his voice, her eyes were still wandering, even when Fang Chaozhou waved his hand in front of him, he failed to attract his attention.
"It's over. I seem to be really sick."
Fang Chaozhou felt a little annoyed. If he had known earlier, he would not have taken a bath and would not have turned Song Lianyi into a handkerchief. Song Lianyi was trapped by the magic puppet, had no cultivation, and was so young. If he killed her, how would he explain to the maid?
He had promised the maid that he would return Song Lianyi to her in her entirety.
Fang Chaozhou remembered that there seemed to be some pills in his storage ring, so he quickly opened it and prepared to see if there was any to reduce fever. Song Lianyi had soaked in a lot of water, so she probably caught a cold.
Unexpectedly, he really found it. He poured out a pill, but was afraid that Song Lianyi's body was too young to bear it, so he broke the pill into two halves.
He pinched Song Lianyi's chin and stuffed half a pill into her mouth. Afraid that Song Lianyi would vomit, he pinched her cheeks to force her to close her mouth.
After the pill was inserted for a while, Song Lianyi finally reacted. His eyes turned slowly and his gaze fell on Fang Chaozhou's face.
After a while, blood flowed out of Song Lianyi's little nose.
Fang Chaozhou:? ! !
Is it too much supplement?
Xue Danrong came back with the hot water. When he passed the purification room, he couldn't help but pause. He glanced at the wide-open door of the purification room, pondered for a moment, and then walked in.
He walked straight to the bathtub and picked up the white towel on the wooden tray, but after taking two steps, he stopped.
Xue Danrong's eyes fell on a piece of open space. It was wet there, but dry next to it, as if something wet had fallen there before.
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