After I retired, I became Shadow Guard's little wife

It was 20 days after Xuan Luo saw Zhou Si again. The little thing was frozen too hard. After being carried back by Wang Lin, he lost all sensation in his lower limbs. He was able to get out of bed after half a month of recuperation. After learning some rules, I sent it to Fuyun Palace.

Crown Prince Xuan Ji made some mistakes, Zhang Shi pushed him onto Xuan Luo and fined him to be imprisoned in the mansion for one month.

When Zhou Si entered Fuyun Hall, Xuan Luo had already stayed in the hall for three days, the three layers of curtains were tightly drawn, and the light could hardly be seen.

Zhou Si was carrying a tray with a cup of pigeon soup on it. He carried it steadily, and Wang Lin gently opened the door and let him in.

He had been here before, knew where the bed was, passed through three layers of curtains and knelt down beside Xuan Luo's bed, held the tray and softly called "Master".

"Whoever allowed you to come in, get out!" Xuan Luo cursed.

Zhou Si was taken aback, knelt a little away from the bed, moved outside the first layer of curtains, and did not go out.

Director Wang told him that His Royal Highness had been wronged and hadn't left the palace for three days, and asked him to serve His Royal Highness for dinner.

The pigeon soup was fragrant but not greasy, delicious, and the fragrance lingered throughout the hall. Xuan Luo turned over, sat up from the bed, and threw a pillow behind the curtain, "Didn't I tell you to get out?"

Zhou Si hid for a while, did not let the pillow hit the tray, took it with his head, and begged: "Master...Master, let me feed you."

Feed?

Xuan Luo thought for a while, and finally found a poor little boy who was about to freeze in his chaotic thoughts. He had a cold face, and his tone was still not very good, but he was less angry, "Who allowed you to come in?"

"I... I sneaked in by myself." Zhou Si lowered his head, peeked at the figure on the other side of the curtain, and explained in a low voice, "I'm here to feed you."

Xuan Luo smiled: "Food? I don't want to eat, I want to drink human blood and eat human flesh."

It is best to peel off those people to vent their hatred.

Zhou Si was startled and leaned back for a moment, and then returned to the original position after he realized it. He thought for a while, put the tray on the ground, got up and went out.

Xuan Luo snorted coldly, look, he even said something about repaying his kindness, and ran away after being frightened, how can there be sincerity in the world?

He had been hungry for a whole day, and after cursing these few words, he had no strength left. He leaned on the bed to rest and pant, secretly thinking about going out and kicking Wang Lin when he had the strength.

He dared to let people in casually.

Just as he was thinking, the door opened again, accompanied by the sound of panting, Xuan Luo thought he should kick Wang Lin twice.

Zhou Si ran in a hurry, his little face was flushed, his head was covered with sweat, and even a drop was hanging on the tip of his nose. He wiped his sleeve carelessly, opened the curtain and slipped in, and knelt down in front of Xuan Luo's bed again. .

He presented something to Xuan Luo with both hands upwards, "Master, here it is."

Xuan Luo has been stunned since he got into the curtain again, isn't this poor little guy scared away by himself?Why did he run back again? He said he was nine years old, but he was obviously only seven or eight years old. He was running so fast that Xuan Luo was afraid that he would lose his balance and fall and hit his head on the ground.

The little pitiful came closer to him again, and handed over something with both hands.

Xuan Luo glanced at it kindly, and placed a dagger that was shining coldly in a pair of small hands.

Seeing that His Highness didn't respond, Zhou Si thought for a while and explained: "Master, I asked the manager. This knife is sharper and cuts flesh very quickly."

After he finished speaking, he saw that the Second Highness was still frowning, thinking that the Second Highness didn't believe it, so he cut his arm with the knife, blood flowed out instantly, and he trembled in pain.

"Hiss..." Zhou Siha endured the pain angrily and brought his arm to Xuan Luo's mouth, "Master...Master, drink."

It was only then that Xuan Luo understood what he meant, the arm in front of him was still bleeding, dripping down the arm onto the couch, the little beggar throbbed in pain.

"I'm sick!" Xuan Luo couldn't help cursing, and hurriedly called someone in.

Wang Lin was waiting outside, and rushed in immediately when he heard the summons. He knew what Zhou Si was doing, and he indulged Zhou Si, but he guessed that His Highness would not let the little beggar cut himself, so he gave the knife to Zhou Si with confidence. think.

Now that His Highness is shouting so urgently, is it really useful?

When Wang Lin came in, he found that the little beggar's arms were covered with blood. The second prince stood beside him and covered the wound with his clothes. Both of them were stained with blood.

"Your Highness!" Wang Lin turned pale with shock.

Xuan Luo didn't care about kicking him right now, so he quickly ordered: "Go and call the doctor."

Wang Lin hurriedly went out to call for someone, and when the door was closed, he vaguely heard the child say something like "Master likes to drink blood, drink mine. I wash myself very clean, master drink..."

... really, really ridiculous.

The government doctor came quickly, glanced at Zhou Si's arm and explained: "Your Highness, don't worry, the cut is not deep, and it didn't hurt the vitals. It will be fine after wrapping it with medicine."

Zhou Si breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves instantly relaxed, and scolded: "Why don't you hurry up?"

The government doctor was scolded suddenly, his heart trembled, the secret rumors were indeed true, the second prince was ruthless, moody and angry, fortunately he beat and scolded his servants, but it was really difficult to serve him.

The child's injury was probably caused by the second prince.

The government doctor was trembling, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he felt sorry for the child who had been kneeling on the ground and hadn't even cried out in pain, so his hands were extremely light and his movements were extremely slow.

Wang Lin stood by the side to see the government doctor for a long time. His Highness was still holding the child's hand. Afraid that His Highness would be anxious, he took the initiative to ask for instructions, "Your Highness, this servant is helping you. Go and have a rest."

Xuan Luo was already full of anger, but now knowing that Zhou Si was fine, and hearing Wang Lin's voice, he kicked over, "Who allowed you to let him in?"

Will it hurt if I let it in?

The little beggar is a fool!

Wang Lin was kicked down and didn't dare to say anything.

The doctor was taken aback, the movements of his hands were forced to move a little faster, and he didn't care if the little servant was in pain, he wrapped his wounds up a few times and then retreated.

The government doctor almost ran away, but Xuan Luo didn't care. Those people were so afraid of him anyway. Seeing Wang Lin still kneeling here, he couldn't help cursing: "Go away and wait to be kicked again?"

Wang Lin: "..."

After they all backed out, Xuan Luo turned his attention to Zhou Si. The little beggar was kneeling obediently on the ground at this moment, unable to see his expression clearly, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Xuan Luo sat on the couch, put his toes against Zhou Si's chin, but saw two lines of teardrops hanging on the little beggar's face.

He was stunned for a moment, and rarely felt something strange in his heart, and he said stiffly: "I feel pain now? Why didn't you think about it when you cut it, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? People came to the house, but your head is still on the street?"

Zhou Siwei shook his head, but was held back by Xuan Luo's toes, so he had to cry: "Master...Master...do you...do you think my blood is not good to drink?"

Fuck, the brain really got kicked by a donkey?Xuan Luo rarely swears.

I heard the little beggar explain again, "The pigeon soup is so delicious... hiccup... the master doesn't even want to eat it, I... my meat doesn't taste good... the master doesn't even want to eat it, I'm really useless..."

Xuan Luo almost laughed angrily, "Are you crying because you are afraid that I will think your meat is not tasty?"

The little beggar didn't speak, but his eyes showed that he meant it.

He obviously fed it to the mouth of the master, but the master pushed him away, isn't it just because he doesn't like it?

He couldn't even do the first thing his master asked, how should he repay his kindness in the future...

Thinking about it this way, there were more tears on Zhou Si's face, and the crystals in the corners of his eyes kept falling.

"Don't cry!" Xuan Luo wiped his face with a handkerchief in disgust, "Stupid or not? Do you believe that kind of thing? Think I'm a monster?"

"The master is not a monster, the master is a god, the best god."

Xuan Luo really laughed out loud now, outsiders said he was cold and paranoid, moody, easy to beat and scold, hard to serve, even the noble concubine said that he is no better than before, and told him not to go to pay his respects when he was fine, this little beggar actually said that he Is it a fairy?

I don't know who is blind.

"Okay, don't cry anymore," Xuan Luo pinched Zhou Si's face, "I don't like cannibalism, just to tease you, didn't you say that there is pigeon soup? Bring me a few sips."

Pigeon soup was still waiting alone outside the curtain. It was hard for Wang Lin to walk back and forth for several times without kicking it over. Zhou Si ran over to see that it was already out of heat.

"Master, wait for me. I'll take it to the dining room to warm it up. It'll be soon." After Zhou Si finished speaking, he ran out with the tray, but was grabbed by Xuan Luo and grabbed him.

"No, don't worry about it, just this." Xuan Luo picked up the bowl and stirred it with a small spoon.

Before putting it in his mouth, he saw the little beggar looking at him eagerly.

No, it was staring at the spoon helplessly.

"You want to drink too?" Xuan Luo raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zhou Si felt a little aggrieved, and asked nervously, "Master...do you not need me to feed you?"

His blood doesn't smell good, his meat doesn't taste good, don't you even want to feed him?

Xuan Luo remembered that what he just said was useless, suddenly changed his mind, put the bowl on the table, "Hey, feed well, if it's not good, I'll hit you."

So the two stood and sat one by one, Zhou Si used his uninjured arm to carefully feed Xuan Luo spoon by spoon, for fear that the feed would not be good enough.

The pigeon soup was a bit greasy after it cooled, but Xuan Luo didn't mind, he would drink a spoonful of every spoonful the little beggar fed him, and after a while, the whole soup would see the bottom.

Seeing that the last bite was left, Xuan Luo closed his mouth, and Zhou Si's small spoon was refused outside.

"master?"

Zhou Si tremblingly took his last bite, and he didn't feed it well.

Xuan Luo glanced at him, smiled lightly and said, "You drink this by yourself."

"what?"

"Ah what?" Xuan Luo knocked his head, and said fiercely, "Do you want to drink?"

"Drink...drink."

Zhou Si quickly stuffed the spoon into his mouth, and then his eyes lit up, looking at Xuan Luo in shock, he said: "Master...it smells so good."

"Stupid not stupid." Xuan Luo cursed in disgust, but couldn't hold back a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, Xuan Luo felt much better after all, he asked Zhou Si to send the dishes to the dining room for washing.

"Yes." Zhou Sile hurried to go, but was stopped by Xuan Luo, who took a bottle of medicine and threw it into his arms.

"Give this to Wang Lin, don't tell me I gave it to you, do you hear me?" Xuan Luo warned the little beggar fiercely.

"I know, I know my master."

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The author has something to say:

Ruthless, hard-hearted, soft-hearted, big devil Xuan Luo: This little beggar may have been bitten by a donkey

Poor. Perseverance must repay kindness. Zhou Si: The master thinks my meat is unpalatable...

Wang Lin, who was always innocent and implicated, broke his heart holding a bottle of bruise medicine that he just got: I have to buy accident insurance and work injury insurance to go

Ah, I always write too much without knowing it. Everyone wants to read a few chapters. If you want to read more, I will write more detailed.