forget the river

Seeing Kyung Luo examining himself very calmly, Duan En felt uncomfortable.To be honest, ever since Duan En showed his hideously ugly appearance to others, only others saw him as uncomfortable, but he felt at ease that he was ugly.

The person in front of me is indeed an emperor of the Ninth Five-Year High. Not only is he not afraid, but he can still act as normal, which is not comparable to me and other mortals.Duan En's sluggish brain slowly thought about the reason why Kyung Luo behaved like this, he couldn't help touching the scar on his face, and looked at the emperor with unclear meaning.And Kyung Luo raised his eyes to meet Duan En's gaze, pursed his lips, and smiled faintly.

Duan En was a little dazed when anyone laughed at him. Ever since he put this face on his face, the people he saw either ran away screaming or abused him unreasonably.Over the years, there are only two people who can fully accept their appearance.One is Lu Mocheng, and the other is the one in front of me.

It's just that Lu Mocheng, at first he still had a feeling of being tough on himself, but now he's used to it a lot.On the contrary, the emperor looked completely meaningless, with a smile in his eyes, without disgust or panic.What Kyung Rak's eyes conveyed was kindness to Duan Eun.Because he often avoids other people's eyes, Duan En also avoids looking at other people's faces.It was the first time he stared at a person's face so carefully, and he felt that the emperor was really good-looking.It's indescribably good-looking, and every gesture seems to be shining.

"Just woke up? How about the wound?" The temporarily separated single room was full of medicinal materials, only a small table with a set of tea sets, and the only place to sit for a while was the bed that was barely placed inside.Kyungra walked around and looked around, asking a few questions from time to time.

Duan En reacted very slowly, it could not be said that his brain was not good, but it was different from kung fu, fighting was a spontaneous reaction of the body, and the body would subconsciously respond without thinking about it.But things like inquiries are different, probably because Duan En seldom communicates with humans, and it takes longer than others to understand the question and organize the language to speak out.He was a little confused when he heard someone ask how his injury was.It is estimated that there are painkillers in the medicated bath, and I don't feel pain, so I don't care.When others wanted to know, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to press it, and gasped with a "hiss", "It seems to hurt."

Kyung-ra laughed, Duan En's slow-moving actions were always beyond his expectations.Lu Mocheng was never accurate in judging people. He said that this Duan En was very boring except for his extremely high skill.It seems strange now.He talks less on weekdays, probably because he is not good at words, rather than pretending to be profound.Just seeing the disheveled expression on his face when he was trying to hold back his words was very interesting.

And this person's face, which has always been cold, may be restrained by layers of thick scars, which makes it look expressionless.

Kyungra came over and leaned against the half-person-high bathtub, rolled up his sleeves and flicked the water, "It's a little cold? What did the doctor order?"

Duan En let out an "uh". To be honest, the senior medical officer is easy to chatter when he is old. Let it dry for a while before tying it up."

The head of all doctors in the palace really did not follow the usual path.Other doctors usually just sprinkle some golden sore medicine on people to cover it, while the senior medical officer boils the herbal medicine that removes putrefaction and regenerates the pain into an ointment, soaks it in a bath, dries it and then bandages it, I am afraid that the wound will retain moisture Easy to fester infection.

But looking at it like this, the anesthetic dose was too high, and Duan En was already groggy, looking like he was about to fall asleep.If he hadn't happened to come over to visit him, I'm afraid Duan En would have forgotten to fish him out.

"That's troublesome." Duan En tilted his head to think for a while, and added a sentence.

"Indeed." Kyungra felt amused.

"The doctor said that frequent bubbles are not afraid of leaving scars, but I don't lack this skill." Duan En seriously complained to Kyung Luo about the talkative medical officer.

It didn't sound funny to Kyungro.Maybe Duan En didn't mean that, but the self-defeating meaning between the words makes people feel a little pity.A body with no injuries looks pretty, Kyungra wouldn't say that, it sounds weird. "It's time for you to get up." Kyungra reminded, and then still stood by the side.

Kyung-ra has an open and frank look, but no matter how secretive Duan Eun is, he will become hypocritical.Since Duan En could remember, he had always had such a face.When people passing by saw him, they all screamed in fright, or dodged in disgust.Although Duan En has always been understanding and doesn't take these things to heart, but in order not to increase troubles, he is still used to hiding himself.

Such a person, as a shadow guard, is perfect.Now let him show himself openly, both psychologically and physically.

"This..." he stammered, but he still couldn't get out the words to tell the emperor to roll out of the door.

Kyung Luo is not a careful person, so he doesn't understand Duan En's meaning.He still looked at Duan En with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a smile on his face.Seeing Duan En's distressed face, he took another look at the wooden barrel used for medicinal baths. The barrel was narrow, but it was as tall as half a person. There was no place to borrow it, and it looked somewhat ugly when it came out.I'm afraid that Duan En, who is flying around freely and freely, can't do anything about it.

Kyungra didn't say much, he folded up both sleeves, stretched his arms under Duan En's armpit and buckled it, and lifted the whole person up.Duan En was too frightened by the emperor's unexpected behavior to move, he was pulled out by Kyung Luo like a carrot.

Kyungra has been on the battlefield, and the people who fight are all big and rough men.There is no one to serve you on the battlefield, and you may not be able to take a bath once in ten days and a half months. When the time is right, the soldiers will of course happily bathe and rub mud sticks together. How can Kyung Luo feel that it is embarrassing to meet honestly? .

Duan En is not. He seldom interacts with people in the first place, even fewer are so frank, especially when the other party is the emperor with a flirtatious and beautiful face. .When hurriedly pulling on his underwear, Kyung Luo called to stop, "Don't the wounds have to be aired?" Duan En finally realized.

Duan En was still busy tying his belt, and when he was called to stop, his hands stopped in mid-air, showing embarrassment. Kyunglo saw that although Duan En's wound was deep, it was fine after being taken care of by the senior medical officer, and he had other things to do. He just ordered, "Guardian Duan takes good care of his wounds." He was about to leave.

Duan En still turned his back in embarrassment, turned his face to Kyung Luo and nodded in agreement.

Kyung Luo stepped out of the door and closed it with good intentions. He couldn't help seeing Duan En's thin shoulders and the position of the shoulder blades when he took off his pure white coat, which seemed a little familiar to him.

Maybe it's because I've been too tired lately, Kyungra thought.

To get out of the small single room to the gate of the medicine storehouse, one needs to pass through a narrow and long alleyway, the light is dim and the sightlines are not good.When Kyung Luo came out, he passed by the big medical officer who hurried over.The old medical officer had rarely seen the smiling emperor, and he couldn't recognize him when he passed by. When he recovered, he couldn't help shaking his head, only to remember that he hadn't had time to kowtow.

It's just that when the old medical officer turned around and wanted to bow, Emperor Kyungmin had already gone a long way, which...is not polite.

Sighing repeatedly, holding on to the little one without knocking, he went into the door of the small single room. The seriously injured patient in front of him who was almost taken away by Lord Yan had crawled out of the tub and was clumsily Fasten the cloud buckle on the coat, seeing the blood vessels on the forehead of the old medical officer bulging and bulging, "Who told you to get up!"

The angry roar of the old medical officer could be heard outside the copper door of the medicine storehouse, which made the officer guarding the door tremble in fright.

"Your Majesty." Duan En replied innocently, frightened by the yelling.

"You don't have to be my shadow guard anymore." This was the first sentence Duan En heard when he returned to work after recovering from injury. He understood it but didn't know how to digest it, so he stood there in a daze and tried hard to think about what to do. reaction.

Lu Mocheng on the side also looked embarrassed, "It's not... eh? Your Majesty, although Duan En made a mistake, it's not his fault..."

"Where did he make a mistake?" Kyung Rak looked more confused than General Lu.

"Then you..." Lu Mocheng glanced at Duan En, then turned his head to stare at Kyung Luo.

"It's because I didn't explain it clearly. Let's report to the Ban Sui Department today." Kyung Luo glanced at Lu Mocheng with a silly face, and then turned around to explain to Duan En, "Of course the Ban Sui Department does not arrange for you to work, you Just follow the orders of Zhen and General Lu, the salary will be twice as much as promised, and the rest will remain the same. The difference from before is that you don’t have to hide from now on, just show your face openly.”

"Yes." Duan En didn't have the cold aura of an outsider. He had a muscular face, and it would be hard to find him if he took off the sword he was holding to cover his face and threw it in the vegetable market.It's just a listless look, and he can't help but droop his head and hunched his back. No matter how you look at it, he looks timid. It's hard to imagine why such a person has such a strong martial arts.

When Lu Mocheng recruited people, he even checked the three generations of his ancestors. The three generations passed on a single pass, and Duan En's father left early. He was a posthumous child, a disfigured Duan En and his blind and weak old mother. depend on each other.Lu Mocheng wanted to ask Duan En where he learned martial arts, but analyzing other people's past is as difficult as asking how the wound on his face came from.

Fortunately, Duan En has been honest and responsible from the beginning to the present.Even disregarding himself and saving the emperor's life, it was almost a pity.

"Duan En is good in everything, but his image is not good." Kyung Luo gave Duan En a special look, and Lu Mocheng heard a cold sweat. How can anyone sprinkle salt on people's wounds like this, not like you who are the emperor.However, Lu Mocheng only dared to slander him, seeing Kyung Luo standing up and walking to Duan En, Duan En still stood respectfully nodding his head, almost vomited blood when Kyung Luo slapped him on the back.

"Look, it's not good to stand up straight. It's not good to be hunched over all the time." Kyung-ra said so.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Duan Enzhen obediently stood up straight, not daring to hunch back

Lu Mocheng's jaw almost dropped.The "image" in the mouth of the emotional emperor refers to this image?

"In the future, if you hunch your back again, you will be fined for your salary." Kyung Luo raised the corner of his mouth, "You go out to find Xiao Li, and he will lead you to report to the Secretary of Prohibition."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the minister has retired." Duan En cupped his fists respectfully and retreated a few steps before turning around and pushing the door to go out.

Lu Mocheng was left alone, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.Turning to look at Kyung Luo, I saw him staring deeply at a thin figure who was getting further and further away.

"Don't look, you can't see clearly even if you are so far away." Lu Mocheng teased him coldly.

"No," Kyungra sighed with a smile, "I don't know why, I just feel a little pity looking at that person."

"Indeed, such a good child was almost ruined." Lu Mocheng thought that what Kyung Luo was talking about was Duan En's face.Kyungra knew that he had misunderstood, but he didn't expose it.

"Did you find out about the people coming from Xiangyi last time?" The emperor tapped the wooden table with his index finger.

"It's being investigated, and nothing has been found yet."

"No problem, I'm afraid it's the biggest problem." Kyung Luo frowned, and Lu Mocheng complained in his heart that Kyung Luo was making a big fuss, but he didn't dare to say it.

"That's right. Speaking of which, the child of the Second Prince's family finally has a name." Recently, the mother and Lan Li have gotten closer and closer, and I can't even hug him if I want to. After hearing this, Cheng Cheng thought about it and quickly talked to the emperor again.

"Oh, the second sister-in-law finally gave up struggling? What kind of 'big' name did my little nephew get?"

"Kyoung Xiaoran." Lu Mocheng shrugged.

"Pfft——" Kyung Luo didn't hold back a sip of tea and sprayed it directly on Lu Mocheng's face opposite him.Lu Mocheng touched his face expressionlessly.

It was quite normal for Kyungra to have this reaction.At the beginning, the second concubine used her breast-feeding skills to flip through several classics and tried to hold back the name, thinking that she could hold back the name of something shocking, earth-shattering, ghosts and gods. No matter how you think about it, how weak you are.

"It's a good thing to have a name," what else could Kylo say, "Choose a reliable boy among your subordinates, and send it to my second nephew as a bodyguard."

Lu Mocheng nodded naturally.Later, he picked a five-year-old boy with facial paralysis named He Ze from his own Tong Wusheng camp and sent it to him.

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