Seeing Du Yinyun take the initiative to ask for external wound medicine, He Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
The little girl has finally regained her confidence.
I just don't know how long this pie in the sky I've drawn will last.
He Yunxiao didn't just casually offer Du Yinyun a pie in the sky; he did so after careful consideration.
Although the novel is not yet finished and the characters' fates are still uncertain, based on He Yunxiao's rich reading experience from his previous life, in general, when the imperial court has a grudge against the protagonist by confiscating his family and exterminating his clan, the ending is almost always that the protagonist overthrows the imperial court and establishes a new dynasty.
However, in the current 200,000-word novel, the biggest suspect in the massacre of the entire family is actually the father, He Yuanhao.
In fact, the person who seems to be the most suspicious is often not the real culprit.
Meanwhile, He Yunxiao, who inherited the original owner's memories, also believed that it was definitely not his father who did it, but the key question was whether Chu Fan believed it or not.
This is a bit of a mess.
Therefore, the protagonist Chu Fan must be properly guided, otherwise his head will be in danger.
As for whether Chu Fan or someone else would become emperor in the end, He Yunxiao had no interest in it. Being emperor was too troublesome. He had to get up early every day to attend court. Who could stand that?
He was still more interested in ensuring the continuation of the family line and the expansion of the family line.
The main reason for all this effort in making this promise is to help Du regain her confidence; a happy little girl is much more adorable.
Du Yinyun unscrewed the cap of the wound medicine bottle, poured the powder into a bowl and mixed it with hot water until it resembled a plaster. Then, she pinched some with her slender fingers and gently applied it to the bruised parts of He Yunxiao's body.
The cool fingers touched the hot skin, and both of them felt a shiver run through them.
Seeing Du Yinyun's 90% favorability rating, He Yunxiao kept giving himself hints, trying to break through the hateful shackles of modern thought on him once again!
I'm the villain, I'm the villain, I'm the villain...
Mutual affection, mutual affection, mutual affection...
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay...
Du Yinyun noticed He Yunxiao's greedy gaze, a gaze she had seen on countless men. However, only with He Yunxiao did she feel no aversion; instead, she felt a sense of pleasure.
This is the hero who rescued her from the abyss.
She said shyly, "Young master, you can just treat Yinyun as a servant."
If He Yunxiao doesn't take any action after saying all this, he'd probably be worse off than a palace eunuch.
Even the eunuchs knew to take action.
He then took Du Yinyun's small hand in his palm and rubbed it repeatedly.
"Young master, the medicine on your wounds hasn't been applied yet."
Despite her words, Du Yinyun had no intention of pulling her hand away. She simply let her hand rest quietly in He Yunxiao's palm, greedily enjoying the unprecedented sense of security from his large hand.
He Yunxiao played with her slender hands, and couldn't help but compare Sister Du and Sister Jiang in her heart.
Du Yinyun's slender hands are like those of a hand model, with long, delicate fingers and fair, smooth skin that feels cool to the touch, like a piece of jade.
Jiang Wuyou's hands, like her own, were slightly fleshy, perhaps due to her dance training. Her palms seemed boneless and could be kneaded at will. Moreover, the temperature of her hands was wonderful; the first time you held them, it felt like immersing your hands in freshly drawn well water—warm in winter and cool in summer.
Du Yinyun's little hand was forcibly "requisitioned," and within minutes, her ears turned bright red.
Finally, the bruises on He Yunxiao's body were all treated with ointment.
Du Yinyun's tone was pleading, and she said somewhat shyly, "Young master, would you mind if I wrapped the gauze around your neck first?"
He Yunxiao smiled, finding the girl incredibly adorable.
"No, I'll let you wrap it if you beg me."
Even when Du Yinyun was scolding, her tone was not as forceful as Jiang Wuyou's; rather, it was very weak.
"Young master is being unreasonable. It was clearly young master who was injured."
He Yunxiao laughed and said, "I am He Yunxiao, the leader of the most notorious young men in Yinjing! How dare you, a little girl, try to reason with me? Quickly beg me, or I will be seriously injured and die. In that case, it will all be your responsibility."
Du Yinyun lowered her eyes and murmured a few words.
It was just a joke, so He Yunxiao naturally wouldn't take it seriously. He let go of her hand so she could wrap the bruise with gauze.
Unfortunately, although He Yunxiao's words restored Du Yinyun's pride and confidence, they ultimately failed to change anything substantial.
For example, bandaging is extremely difficult for Du Yinyun, who is terrible at housework.
He Yunxiao flicked her forehead as punishment, then took matters into his own hands and tied her up in no time.
The important business is done; it's time to get down to business.
He Yunxiao held the little hand, and a plan came to mind.
"Ahem, Yin Yun, as I just said, we can't reveal our comradeship to outsiders."
"Um."
"Ahem, now imagine that Sister Jiang is standing right there, what would you do?"
Du Yinyun thought for a moment, and the smile and shyness on her face gradually faded. When she was expressionless, her temperament gradually became indifferent and aloof. If they weren't still holding hands, He Yunxiao would really think that the Du courtesan now was the same Du Yinyun he had first met face-to-face on the martial arts stage.
Of course, Du Yinyun, now brimming with confidence and pride, is even more beautiful than she was back then.
Du Yinyun stared at He Yunxiao with her beautiful eyes, her brows slightly furrowed, her words calm yet containing a hint of anger.
"Young Master He is the legitimate heir of the Marquis's family, a man of noble birth. How could you sneak into my daughter's room?"
Judging from her expression and words alone, He Yunxiao was genuinely frightened and quickly rubbed her delicate hands to comfort herself.
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