How can a thousand crematoriums be enough?

Because Yu Mao was sitting face to face with the other three, he didn't notice the situation behind him, but the expressions of the three were enough to show that there was something behind him.

Turning his head, Yu Mao looked straight into Shang Yuzhu's cold eyes, like an ancient deep lake, without any emotion.

Different from the nervous reactions of the three, Yu Mao was very happy to see Yu Zhu, so he stood up and walked to Yu Zhu's side.

"Master Yuzhu, you are here."

Yu Zhu glanced at Yu Mao, then at the cakes on the table, and replied lightly, "Yeah."

Under the admiring eyes of the three, Yu Mao gently tugged on Yuzhu's sleeve, "Master Yuzhu, let's sit down and eat together."

"No need." Yu Zhu turned around and left, took a meal and sat down in a far corner, completely ignoring them.

Yu Mao bit her lip and whispered, "Master Yuzhu, why doesn't he look very happy?"

Quietly walking to Yu Zhu's side, Yu Mao sat down cautiously, tilted his head to meet Yu Zhu's eyes, "Master Yu Zhu, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Zhu looked at those eyes full of concern, and the inexplicable depression in her heart reappeared.

After reading the book, he found that he was not there, so he presumably came to the Zhaitang.As a result, as soon as they came over, they saw the senior brother rubbing each other's head, and the four of them were talking and laughing.

It's obviously not a big deal, but he just felt bored at the time, so he left directly.

Seeing Yu Mao caring so much about him now, his first reaction was that the other party treats everyone like this.

What the hell is going on with him, his whole body is not quite right.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Yu Mao pouted, and gently tugged on the other party's sleeve, "Master Yuzhu? Master Yuzhu? Yu~zhu~shi~fu~?"

"...I'm fine."

It's not like it's going to be okay.

Yu Mao carefully recalled the scene just now, and found that Yu Zhu's gaze stayed on the box of red plum cake for a while.

Could it be that......

Yu Mao's eyes lit up, as if he understood.Master Yuzhu probably wanted to eat pastries, but he didn't keep them for him, so he got angry.

What to do, I suddenly feel that Master Yuzhu is so cute.

The 'cute' Yu Zhu drank the porridge expressionlessly, not knowing what Yu Mao was thinking.

After Yu Mao figured out the reason, he didn't panic anymore, but continued to bite the unfinished big white steamed bun, and glanced at Yu Zhu from time to time while eating.

Master Yuzhu is really good-looking.

Not only is he a good person, but he also has good medical skills, and he is only 19 years old, so amazing!

Yu Mao's eyes were burning hot, and Yu Zhu noticed it.

He raised his eyelids and looked over, facing Shangyu Cat's eyes full of smiles, he paused when he took the spoon.

"What do you always watch me do?"

"Ah?" Yu Mao was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he had been staring at Yu Zhu for a long time.Immediately, his face turned red, and he whispered, "That's what I said before...Master Yuzhu really looks good..."

"You like my face?"

Yu Zhu's words didn't mean anything else, it was just a simple question.But it was different in Yu Mao's ears.

That little face turned even redder, Yu Mao covered her face with both hands, and said in a barely audible voice like a mosquito, "I like the face..."

But more like people.

The voice was so soft that Yuzhu couldn't hear it clearly, she frowned slightly, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing!" Yu Mao was startled, hurriedly covered her mouth, and shook her head like a rattle.

He didn't want Master Yuzhu to know his thoughts, what if Master Yuzhu felt disgusted and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Thinking of this, Yu Mao felt that he was so bad that he had such feelings for a monk.He even wondered if he could make Master Yuzhu like him too.

What a bad idea!

Yu Mao didn't want to say it, but Yu Zhu wouldn't force people to say it, so he didn't ask any more, and drank his porridge quietly.

After dinner, Yu Mao followed to Yuzhu's room.

His room has been packed, and now he has to move his luggage there.

"Master Yuzhu." Yu Mao called out suddenly.

Yu Zhu looked over, "What's the matter?"

A bamboo pot was raised in front of his eyes, and behind him was Yu Mao's smiling face.

"I saw that Master Yuzhu likes to drink tea, so I brought a can of tea for Master Yuzhu."

Putting the jar into Yuzhu's hand, without waiting for a response, Yu Mao continued, "Master Yuzhu was upset just now because he didn't eat any pastries. I saw that Master Yuzhu didn't like sweets, so I didn't have much bring."

As Yu Mao said, the cat's eyes were bent, and he looked at Yuzhu with a smile, "It turns out that Master Yuzhu likes to eat cakes, so I will definitely remember to bring them to Master Yuzhu next time."

"...I'm not unhappy." I'm not unhappy because I didn't eat pastries.

Yu Zhu explained this way, but Yu Mao didn't believe it. He saw the real eyes of Master Yu Zhu just now.

"Master Yuzhu, you don't have to be embarrassed. It's okay to like pastries. I like them too."

Hearing Yu Mao's consoling tone of persuasion, Yu Zhu was speechless for a moment, and his expressionless face became colder and colder.

This speechless was taken by Yu Mao as the default, and he immediately smiled and said, "That's it, I'll bring pastries to Master Yuzhu next time."

"..." No need.

In the end, Yu Zhu still didn't explain, he was not a talkative person, anyway, it wasn't a big deal, Yu Mao could think whatever he wanted.

The next day

Yu Mao opened his eyes early, put on his clothes and went out.With a clear goal, he went straight to Yuzhu's room.

Sure enough, Yu Zhu was already studying in the yard.

Seeing Yu Mao approaching, Yu Zhu just glanced at it and didn't say anything.

Yu Mao walked lightly and slowly moved to Yu Zhu's side.

In fact, he was not reading the scriptures as Yuzhu thought, but was looking at Yuzhu all the time.

Otherwise, why would Yuzhu be able to meet his gaze just right every time.

Looking at Yu Zhu's cool and handsome face, Yu Mao couldn't help but think in his heart, if Master Yu Zhu had hair, and then changed into ordinary clothes, it would definitely look great.

Imagining and imagining, Yu Mao secretly laughed, it's good to be by Master Yuzhu's side.

"what are you laughing at?"

"Ah?" Yu Mao was taken aback by this sudden question, and subconsciously met Yu Zhu's eyes.

Yu Zhu looked at him expressionlessly, not knowing what emotion it was.

"I, did I disturb Master Yuzhu?" Yu Mao rubbed the corner of his clothes with his fingers, feeling extremely nervous.What if Master Yuzhu finds him annoying and wants to drive him away.

Yu Zhu glanced at Yu Mao's entangled fingers, "No."

That's good.

Yu Mao breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled at Yu Zhu, "Master Yu Zhu, I finished reading all the books you gave me yesterday, so can we start learning today?"

"Do you remember the content?"

"Ah."

"Go and get the book, I'll check it first." Yu Zhu couldn't believe that Yu Mao could remember it so quickly.

Yu Mao obediently ran to his room to get the book, then put it in Yuzhu's hand, patted his chest with a confident expression, "Come on."

After a stick of incense

Yu Zhu put down the book, a little surprised that Yu Mao actually wrote down such a thick two books in just one day.

Seeing that Yu Zhu's expression finally fluctuated slightly, Yu Mao was very proud, raised his head and said proudly, "I have a good memory since I was a child. My father and grandma praised me for being smart, and even the elder brother said that I am smart." That's great."

"Not bad." Yu Zhu rarely praised Yu Mao.

Yu Mao immediately became happier, and the cat's eyes turned into a crescent moon, filled with joy, "Thank you, Master Yuzhu, for your compliment."

That smile was so brilliant, Yu Zhu was stunned for a while before she could barely look away.

He has also met many people, but he has never seen a person who can be so easily satisfied, just a compliment can seem like he has obtained some treasure.

Even ordinary people can't do this, what's more, this person was born in the royal family, in that ambitious place full of intrigues and intrigues.

It is really rare to be born in filth but remain untainted.

In the following days, Yu Mao has been learning acupuncture from Yuzhu, because Yuzhu said that acupuncture is the most effective for the Queen Mother's condition.

Yu Zhu was more and more amazed at Yu Mao's ability to learn far beyond ordinary people.Yu Mao learned so fast, he could remember everything as long as he said it once, and his hands-on ability was also very strong.Often watching Yu Zhu do it once, Yu Mao can imitate it almost.

Sometimes Yu Mao can even draw inferences from one instance and deduce something that he has not learned before.

"Master Yuzhu, do you think it's right for me to stab like this?" Yu Mao held a dummy in his hand for Yuzhu to see, and the dummy was covered with needles.

Yuzhu glanced at Jiaji, Taiyang, Hegu, Lieque...

Yumao mainly selects local acupoints, combined with remote acupoint selection. Such acupoint selection can effectively treat migraine.

"That's right." Yu Zhu boasted according to the habit she had developed these days, then looked outside and said, "It's getting late, you can go to sleep."

"Wait a little longer." Yu Mao took out a small book from his arms, turned to a page and handed it to Yu Zhu, "Master Yu Zhu, please take a look at this. If your heart is full of anger, how should you give acupuncture?"

Yu Zhu took the notebook and carefully read the specific symptoms.Pick up a pen from the desk and start sketching.

Yu Mao leaned over and turned his body to try to see what Yu Zhu was writing.

As a result, the center of gravity was tilted and he couldn't sit still, and he fell straight over, knocking the pen in Yu Zhu's hand flying, and then fell directly on Yu Zhu's cross-legged legs.

"..." Yu Mao was buried face down in the hem of Yuzhu's clothes, not daring to lift it up.

It was so embarrassing, he couldn't even imagine what kind of expression Master Yuzhu would have.

Master Yuzhu will definitely laugh at him.Even if you don't say it on the face, you must be smiling in your heart.

The more Yu Mao thought about it, the more he felt ashamed, and in the end it was Yu Zhu who picked him up by the collar.

"..." Looking at the thick ink marks on Yu Mao's face, Yu Zhu realized later that the brush in his hand seemed to have painted on Yu Mao's face.

Seeing that blushing inconceivably, Yu Zhu knew that the blushing Ninth Prince was shy again.

It wasn't once or twice, Yu Zhu could see Yu Mao blushing several times almost every day, this person was really thin-skinned.

Silently sighed inwardly, Yuzhu got up to fetch a basin of water and wet a towel.

When he came back, he saw that Yu Mao's eyes were slightly red, and his mouth was pouting for a long time, as if he had suffered some great grievance.

"......what are you doing?"

Yu Mao bit his lip, thinking that Master Yuzhu must feel that he was a mess, and he disliked him in his heart.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my posture just now was ugly, and I didn't dare to look at Yuzhu, so naturally I didn't see the basin in Yuzhu's hand.

Yu Zhu found that since he met Yu Mao, he sighed more and more.

Yu Mao lowered his head and played with his fingers, but suddenly there was a chill on his face, which was still wet.

Subconsciously raised his head, he met a pair of eyes with lowered lids.

Those were a pair of extremely good-looking eyes, with long eyelashes and pitch-black pupils, as if they could absorb people's minds.

Others didn't care about it, but Yu Mao felt that his heart was beating violently in his chest, and it was about to jump out.His mind went blank, and he just stared blankly at the person in front of him.

As soon as his head was hot, the words hidden in his heart came out.

"Master Yuzhu...I really like you."

There was a soft murmur, although it was light, but due to the relatively close distance between the two of them, Yu Zhu could still hear it clearly.

There was a pause in the movement of the hand, and soon continued to wipe.It hasn't been a day or two since Mao Yu likes his face, he's already used to it.

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The author has something to say:

Rain·Gradually softens·Zhu: Don't move, I'll wipe your face.

Yu Mao: It's impossible to stay still, my heart is moving.Just because the beauties are willing to wipe my face now, and I swear by my reputation of "thousand people beheaded", my points, crematorium, and performance are not far away.