Chapter 43 Gift
Like the house where Yu Huan lived, the curtains were closed and it was completely dark, with only a stick of wax burning in the corner.
In the dim light, Yu Huan's small and thin body was immersed in a huge wooden barrel, and the lingering mist made the already dim environment even less visible.
"The prince said that the princess has been bathing for a quarter of an hour and it's time to come out."
After Gu Luo adapted to the light in the room, she saw a large white handkerchief hanging on a screen, which Yu Huan should have used to wipe her body. She walked over and took it.
Yu Huan soaked in the bucket and opened his closed eyes, "My brother is awake?"
Gu Luo didn't know whether it was due to a guilty conscience or something else, but he didn't look into Yu Huan's eyes and lowered his gaze a little, "Yeah."
As he spoke, his heart skipped a beat.
If she read it correctly, Yu Huan's body exposed outside the water was criss-crossed with scars?
If a little girl who was only six years old had not been abused, how could she have suffered these injuries!
One after another.
Fearing that his gaze would irritate Yu Huan, Gu Luo quickly averted his eyes and shook the big handkerchief in his hand, "Do you want to come out?"
Yu Huan frowned, "Why did my brother wake up so soon? How long has he slept?"
Gu Luo followed this topic and asked, "Why, did the young prince not sleep last night?"
Yu Huan moved his body from the big wooden barrel and swam to Gu Luo. His body was submerged in the water, only his little head was exposed. He raised his head and looked at Gu Luo with his dark eyes.
"My brother was sick yesterday. He had a fever for a long time at night. He didn't sleep every time he had a fever. I just tried so hard to coax him to sleep."
Gu Luo was stunned for a moment.
A mentally ill sister puts her sick brother to sleep?
If it weren't for the image of Yu Yanhuo King of Hell being too servile, Gu Luo would definitely have a sore nose in this scene.
When Yu Yan showed her head out of the quilt just now, her cheeks seemed a little red. At that time, she thought it was caused by sleeping with her head covered, but she didn't expect it to be a fever.
When we met at Xiaochun Tower yesterday, everything was fine.
Did you get a fever in the middle of the night after drinking too much with Marquis Dingyuan?
Yu Huan pouted with an unhappy look on his face, "My brother went to the morning court this morning. When he came back, I heard from Brother Changxing that he didn't eat either. He does this every time he has a fever. He doesn't eat or sleep, so he has to stay up for several days every time he has a fever.
Talent is good."
Gu Luo rubbed the handkerchief with his fingers, "Don't he take medicine?"
Yu Huan shook his head, "Brother doesn't take medicine."
No medicine, no food, no sleep.
Just stay dry?
Gu Luo couldn't understand the psychology of this living hell. Anyway, if she had a fever, let alone whether she wanted to or not, she wouldn't be able to control her drowsiness.
I want to sleep when I have a fever.
Gu Luo reached out and touched the water in the bucket, "The water is a bit cold, are we coming out?"
Yu Huan nodded, "I don't need this veil. This is for wiping my hair. I also have a veil for wiping my body. You go and wait for me behind the screen."
Gu Luo didn't ask any more questions, put down the veil and walked towards the screen.
Soon I heard a rustling sound and Yu Huan came out of the barrel.
Are the injuries on her body just exposed? Or are they all over her body?
If Yu Yan doesn't take medicine when he's sick, what about Yu Huan? If he has a cold, fever or other illnesses, should he take medicine?
Gu Luo's mind was filled with questions one after another. After pondering for an unknown amount of time, Yu Huan shouted, "Let's go."
She woke up with an excitement and came out from behind the screen. Yu Huan looked at her with strange eyes, "What are you thinking about? I told you two or three times and you didn't hear me."
Gu Luo smiled and was about to give a random reason to excuse him, but he changed his mind when he opened his mouth and said, "I wonder why your brother doesn't take medicine when he is sick. A grown man is still afraid of suffering."
Yu Huan glanced at Gu Luo, "My brother is not afraid of hardship, my brother is not afraid of anything!"
But he didn't answer Gu Luo's doubts.
Gu Luo didn't ask, but felt that the brother and sister had quite a lot of secrets.
"How do you clean up here?" Gu Luo asked as Yu Huan opened the door and left.
Yu Huan said: "Don't worry about it, my brother will take care of it later."
Gu Luo suddenly thought that she had been here so many times and never encountered a maid or woman entering Yu Huan's yard. Who was cleaning the house in Yu Huan's house?
Is it also Yu Yan?
It is hard to imagine the cold and arrogant King of Hell rolling up his sleeves and wiping the tables and chairs and folding the bed and quilt.
As soon as they came out, Gu Luo saw Yu Yan, who was fully dressed, sitting on a chair in the main room with a golden sword. When he saw them coming out, he looked at Yu Huan with soft eyes, "Go and dry your hair quickly."
Yu Huan nodded, walked towards Yu Yan, rubbed himself between Yu Yan's legs, and touched Yu Yan's forehead with his little head, "Brother, it's quite hot."
Yu Yan leaned back and distanced herself from her, "Go and wipe your hair, otherwise you will also have a fever."
Yu Huan didn't move. Xiaoxiao just leaned in Yu Yan's arms, lowered his head, and muttered for a while, "Brother, please take medicine."
Yu Yan said nothing, but took the handkerchief from Yu Huan's hand to wipe her hair.
Yu Huan lowered his head and let Yu Yan wipe it. After a while, he said again, "Brother, please take medicine."
This scene was very inconsistent with the image of Yu Xiaowang Ye as the living king of hell. Gu Luo felt that she should not stand here and disturb the brother and sister at such a highlight moment.
So, I quietly prepared to leave.
I walk gently without taking away a single cloud~~~
After taking only two steps, a voice sounded from behind, "What are you doing sneakily?"
Gu Luo moved lightly, turned around and looked at Yu Yan, "I am such a graceful girl, how can you tell that I am sneaky?"
Unlike Yu Huan's gentleness, Yu Yan frowned and looked at Gu Luo with a cold look, "Didn't you say you brought a gift to the little princess? Where is the gift?"
Yu Huan, who was persuading his brother to take medicine one moment, turned to look at Gu Luo the next moment, "I'm six years old, what kind of gift do I need? Are you treating me like a three-year-old?"
After so many days of getting along, Gu Luo has figured out Yu Huan's temper.
Except when she was a stranger at first, she was always defensive when talking to him. Later, after she got acquainted with him, she would only use this tone when she was arrogant.
Gu Luo smiled and said, "I can give you gifts if I want to. Does it matter how old you are? Don't say you are six. I can give you gifts if I want to be sixty."
The little tsundere said: "I don't accept everything."
Gu Luo smiled and said: "I gave it to you, it's up to you whether you take it or not."
After saying that, he took out a piece of paper from his body and handed it to Yu Huan.
Yu Huan looked puzzled, "You want to send me a letter? Don't you know that I can't read?"
Gu Luo:......
"Why should I send you a letter? It's not like I have something on my mind that I can't express in front of you and I need to write a letter to express it. You open it and read it."
Yu Huan lowered his head and opened the paper.
Yu Yan's eyes flashed.
I have something on my mind that I can't say face to face, but I need to write a letter to express it?
He lowered his head and looked at the paper that Yu Huan had opened. There was a lovely heart drawn on it.
Chapter completed!