Xiao Ting's clothes were no longer wearable, so he cut them into strips with scissors, and then slowly tore them off, with blood sticking to them, no matter how careful he was, when the strips were torn off, there were bloody pieces of meat .

When Uncle Shen administered the medicine to him, he said angrily, "You can bear it, then the eldest young master is really inhuman, and the truth of the matter has not yet been found out, so he will whip him."

Xiao Ting just gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

The medicine was only half finished when there was a knock on the door outside.

Uncle Shen put down the medicine and opened the door while muttering: "It's getting dark, who is it?"

Outside the door, a slender figure stood, with handsome eyebrows, like wind and bamboo.

"Second Young Master!" Uncle Shen shouted in surprise.

Xiao Ting glanced at the man with a calm expression

Still so unparalleled in beauty, cold as bamboo.

Su Rongqing walked in, picked up the golden sore medicine on the table, and looked up at Xiao Ting.

Xiao Ting avoided his eyes and remained silent.

Uncle Shen seemed to see the unusual relationship between the two of them, and hurriedly said: "Young master, you talk, you talk, I still have things to do."

The second young master's kindness is well-known in the mansion, so he is not worried.

He stepped out and closed the door carefully.

Seeing the expressions of these two people, it seemed that they had known each other for a long time. Uncle Shen stood for a while, as if he understood this, he turned and walked away.

……

Su Rongqing stroked the whip wounds with her fingers, feeling sore in her heart.

Picking up the golden sore medicine in his hand and slowly applying it on the wound, he looked at the man with his head down and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Ting replied truthfully: "It's okay."

"Don't worry, I will find someone to investigate the matter of stepping on the snow and looking for plums."

"Ah."

There was silence.

After the medicine was applied, Su Rongqing helped Xiao Ting put on the underwear carefully.

Xiao Ting was wearing his belt, and said calmly: "It's late at night, Second Young Master, please go back."

Su Rongqing looked at Xiao Ting in silence for a long while, then suddenly hugged Xiao Ting's waist, his face was sunken behind his back, Xiao Ting only felt water stains on his back, and he only changed his underwear when it got wet.

Xiao Ting's posture was stiff, and the hand on the belt stopped, and he asked hoarsely, "Su Rongqing, why are you crying?"

The man's indistinct voice came from behind: "I didn't cry."

Xiao Ting felt a little funny in his heart, and said: "Then get up and talk."

Su Rongqing straightened up, but did not let go of Xiao Ting's hand, staring stubbornly at the taciturn man in front of her.

Xiao Ting turned his head and met those eyes that looked like quiet waves in ancient wells.

For a time, hundreds of turns and thousands of times.

Su Rongqing desperately wanted to find a trace of hatred and disgust in it, but he found none, not a trace, Xiao Ting's eyes were indifferent from the beginning to the end.

The Marquis of Wu'an Mansion is the natural moat between them.

He wanted to ask, Xiao Ting, do you hate me?

However, he didn't dare, there would be no answer if he didn't ask, and no answer meant that Xiao Ting might not hate him.

At least, he couldn't see any trace of him hating himself in Xiao Ting's eyes.

"A Ting, I still need a guard in my house."

Xiao Ting's eyes were heavy, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

"Would you like to come?"

Su Rongqing stared at the man in front of him. The man tilted his head, his expression was in a shadow, he couldn't see clearly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to."

Su Rongqing twitched the corners of her mouth, trying to make herself smile, but it looked a little funny and ridiculous.

"it is good."

Su Rongqing was stunned.

Xiao Ting looked up at him with a smile on his lips.

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