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Zhao Yiqing immediately said in a bad mood: "You were hit on the back, why are you dizzy?"

Mu Di was not in a hurry when he found out that his trick of pretending to be weak was exposed, but insisted: "I'm dizzy."

Zhao Yiqing had no choice but to help him into the house.

As soon as Mu Di entered, he lay down on the bed and hummed. Zhao Yiqing was annoyed by the humming, so he couldn't help but patted his upturned butt hard, and said, "You humming? What are you pretending to be?"

Mu Di didn't expect Zhao Yiqing to slap his ass, his ears turned red immediately, and he whispered, "Back hurts..."

"Is it useful to shout when it hurts? Does it stop hurting if you shout?"

"I want you to help me with the medicine..."

Zhao Yiqing knew that Mu Di had this idea when he came in and lay down on the bed, but it was because of him that he suffered the unreasonable disaster, so Zhao Yiqing didn't intend to leave him alone, but said: "Take off your clothes."

But when it came to undressing Mu Di didn't know why he groaned, but he just didn't want to take it off. Zhao Yiqing was upset when he saw it, and only a pair of pants remained after he stripped him, so he cursed and went to get medicine.

It's just that he didn't see the smug smile on Mu Di's mouth when he helped Mu Di undress.

It wasn't until Zhao Yiqing took the medicine to look at the injury on Mu Di's back that he realized the seriousness of Mu Di's injury.

There were shallow scars interlaced with welts on his back, and now there is a large bruise and swelling on his back, which looks horrifying, and Zhao Yiqing couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw it.

He poured the medicinal wine on Mu Di's back, and whispered, "Look at you, why are you so excited about nothing? Are you injured..."

Mu Di lay on the bed, picked up a bunch of Zhao Yiqing's drooping hair and began to play with it.

"No dye," he called out, "I'm not good tonight, I scared you, but I don't want you to be cold and hungry..."

"How do you know that I will be cold and hungry? Without you, my childhood life is comfortable and comfortable."

"There's no Laotietang here, you've lost weight, I can feel it when I hug you."

Zhao Yiqing blushed from embarrassment, and his subordinates unconsciously used force, hissing Mu Di in pain.

But even though it hurts, Mu Di continued: "You can't sleep well at night, every time I come to you, you sleep with frowning, and your body is frighteningly cold, I have to hug you to warm you up. The eyebrows are wide open, but you are not good at all when you sleep comfortably, you always kick me..."

Zhao Yiqing felt inexplicably ashamed when he said this, he slapped Mu Di on the back fiercely, and said fiercely, "Give me your hand!"

Mu Di laughed out loud, and handed the injured hand to Zhao Yiqing.

Zhao Yiqing took the medicine powder and put it on carefully. He didn't want to talk at first, but seeing Mu Di's wound with a large piece of skin broken, he still couldn't hold back and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Di turned over, supported his head with his hands, and looked at Zhao Yiqing with a gentle smile on his lips.

"If you help blow it, it won't hurt."

Perhaps it was because Mu Di's face was so beautiful at this time, Zhao Yiqing began to feel hot on his face, and his heartbeat began to speed up.

He stared at Mu Di with a bewitched look on his face.

And Mu Di took Zhao Yiqing's hand and slowly pulled Zhao Yiqing in front of him, got up and kissed him on the lips.

Everything seems to be in order.

After the kiss, Zhao Yiqing pushed Mu Di away abruptly, and turned his head away, not to let Mu Di see his blushing face.

"Okay, it's getting late, the medicine is over, it's time to go to bed!"

Hearing this, Mu Di smiled and withdrew his body into the bed, leaving a place for someone to pat, and said, "It's getting late, come and sleep quickly."

Zhao Yiqing struggled a bit in his heart, but he was still greedy for the warmth in Mu Di's arms, so he lifted the blanket and got in, accompanied by the fragrance of medicine on Mu Di's body, he had a good night's sleep.

When Zhao Yi woke up the next day, looking at Mu Di who was sleeping next to him, he didn't know where he was for a while, and it took him a long time to react.

He patted Mu Di who was still sleeping, and said, "Get up soon!"

Mu Di frowned slowly, as if he didn't want to get up, he only heard him say in a hoarse voice: "Sleepy..."

Zhao Yiqing knows

Dao said that he often traveled between Chaoshan and Hecheng recently, and he probably didn't sleep well, so he stopped bothering him and let him continue to sleep.

And he himself finished washing up, used up early, and went to see the children's class situation.

Xiao Lian is teaching them today. Xiao Lian mainly teaches them to read and write.

They were in a hurry for this class, and they didn't have time to buy any textbooks, so they could only buy some scriptures and teach them to read.

Xiao Lian was speaking on the podium, and the children listened carefully and read loudly with their books in their hands.

It looks like a beautiful picture, if you ignore the contents of the notebooks in their hands.

What Xiaolian went to buy was the Nanfeng storybook.

Zhao Yiqing covered his face, feeling that this group of children should continue to be taught to take jujube pills, so he quickly waved to Xiaolian and said, "Xiaolian, come here."

As soon as Xiao Lian heard Zhao Yiqing's voice, she put down the book in her hand, raised a faint smile and said, "My lord."

Hearing Xiao Lian address Zhao Yiqing, Xiao Liu looked up at Zhao Yiqing with a little surprise in his eyes, but he quickly lowered his head.

Xiao Lian walked up to Zhao Yiqing and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yiqing looked at the children who were buried in their studies, and beckoned Xiaolian to bring his ears to him. He whispered in his ear: "Xiaolian, do you think there is something wrong with this script..."

Xiao Lian suddenly smiled and said: "Well, because when I went to the store to buy scripts, most of them were not enough for us, only Nanfeng's scripts were enough, so I bought these and made up for living, but the prince doesn't have to worry, Xiao Lian still understands the truth, so naturally she won't teach them randomly, but only teach them some sentences describing the scenery, mainly literacy."

Although Zhao Yiqing still wanted to complain, he also knew that this was just a tactic to delay the attack, so he nodded, patted Xiaolian on the back and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt someone walking behind him. Before he could turn around, he was pulled into a firm embrace. His hard chest hit the back of his head with pain, and his eye circles turned red.

Mu Di stood behind Zhao Yiqing, hugged him, and looked at Xiao Lian, threatening in his deep voice, he said, "What are you talking about? So happy."

Embarrassment suddenly appeared on Xiao Lian's face, and he said: "My lord didn't say anything to Xiao Lian, he just chatted about the child's studies."

After Xiao Lian finished speaking, Mu Di did not speak, but looked at Xiao Lian aggressively, as if her property had been invaded, and looked at Xiao Lian in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "Xiao Lian still wants to Go to teach and leave first."

After finishing speaking, he hurried into the classroom and almost tripped.

After Xiaolian walked away, Mu Di felt relieved, put his head on Zhao Yiqing's shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "Buran, I'm hungry."