Chapter 39: Slave and Master
"You're injured?" Sun Jiaojiao blurted out.
"Just a scratch, it's nothing."
"Still 'nothing'?" Xiao Er was a martial artist and didn't think much of such external injuries. But Sun Jiaojiao, a delicate woman transmigrated from the 21st century, felt down his spine... the more she felt, the more scars there were. She couldn't even tell if what she was touching was blood or water. She was naturally terrified. "Are you bleeding?"
"It's fine. Just whip wounds." Xiao Er saw Sun Jiaojiao's nervousness, and his heart felt incredibly warm.
After their lovemaking, he already saw Sun Jiaojiao as a woman more important than his own life, a woman he would risk his life to protect.
These whip wounds... they were just punishment from the Minister because they had failed to protect the Young Miss and had let that man in black slip through.
Xiao Er felt he deserved the punishment...
These whip wounds would remind him to be even more careful and meticulous in protecting the Young Miss in the future, and not let anyone hurt her.
Sun Jiaojiao was so angry!
That Crown Prince... he had objections to her annulling the engagement, so he came and slept with her, fine. But what right did he have to bully her servants? And to beat her man like this.
Xiao Er, clumsy with words, hadn't explained clearly. Sun Jiaojiao had misunderstood. Her heart ached. She sat up, reached for the blanket tossed outside the pool, and went to dry Xiao Er's body.
As a modern person, she at least had the common sense that wounds shouldn't get wet.
Damn it. She had actually dragged Xiao Er into the water for her own selfish desires.
Who knew what kind of excruciating pain he had been enduring while making love to her just now.
A warmth filled Xiao Er's heart. How could he bear to let the Young Miss dry his body? He immediately took the blanket and did it himself. "Young Miss, this slave... I can do it myself."
"What 'slave, slave'?" Sun Jiaojiao was annoyed with him. "From now on, you are not allowed to call yourself 'slave'."
"Yes, this slave know... " Xiao Er corrected himself. "This subordinate understands."
"I'm already calling you 'Brother Xiao', and you're still calling yourself 'subordinate'?"
"I understand." Xiao Er dried the water from his body, then knelt beside Sun Jiaojiao and carefully dried her as well.
After being pa-pa-pa-ed by two men several times in one night, and soaking in the hot spring, Sun Jiaojiao was exhausted. She let out a careless yawn.
"Is Young Miss tired?" Xiao Er paused. "I'll... take Young Miss back to your room to rest..."
Fine, fine. Sun Jiaojiao nodded without even thinking. But then she remembered it was dark and she couldn't see, so she just answered with a soft "Mmm."
Xiao Er's clothes were also wet, and there was nothing else to cover himself with. He could only wring out his wet clothes, reluctantly wrap Sun Jiaojiao in the damp blanket, and use his lightness skill to fly back to the Young Miss's bedchamber.
Being wet made a lot of noise.
As he flew back to the bedchamber, Xiao Er clearly sensed a figure following him to the side of the room. But when he came out, the figure was gone.
He looked back worriedly at Sun Jiaojiao on the bed, who had fallen asleep the moment her head hit the pillow, without a care in the world. He, on the other hand, was full of worry as he headed back to the guards' quarters to change his clothes.
Xiao Er had just finished changing when a cold laugh sounded behind his ear.
"Who?"
Xiao Er instinctively adopted a defensive stance. When he saw clearly that the person was Xiao Yi, he relaxed and lowered his arms.
Xiao Yi was the leader of the four Bright Guards, responsible for managing the entire guard team. His already-cold features were always set in a severe, 'ice block' expression. Everyone was both respectful and afraid of him, and Xiao Er was no exception.
"Hmph!"
"Leader." Xiao Er lowered his head.
Xiao Yi threw him a bottle of hemostatic medicine, glared at him, and questioned him blankly, "Where did you just go? Why didn't you go treat your wounds?"
In terms of physique, Xiao Yi was the tallest of the four Bright Guards, an absolute "back-view killer." But most women didn't dare to meet his icy gaze. One look was enough to feel pressured, thinking, 'how can a man be this cold?'
Since he had been asked, Xiao Er naturally had to answer. But he couldn't very well say he had gone to bathe the Young Miss. And he certainly couldn't say that he had taken advantage of the Young Miss while she was under the influence of an aphrodisiac and violated her. He could only lie. "I just... saw a suspicious person and gave chase."
"Is that so?" Xiao Yi sneered. "And what did you catch?"
"Noth... nothing."
"We are people who have sold our bodies. In life, we are the Sun family's people. In death, we are the Sun family's ghosts. The master is the master, and the slave is the slave. I don't need to remind you what our status is." Xiao Yi said coldly. "Some things... are not for a slave to covet."
After being reminded by him, the small flame that had just been lit in Xiao Er's heart was instantly doused with cold water.
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