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And so, after half an hour —

"Look, there is a small crack on the side of the femur. For safety's sake, better to fix it, or else it will be very serious if it is moved around a little bit."

Young Master Gong's face was expressionless, he turned and glanced at Yin Yanyue, "You want to get a cast?"

What did that mean?

From his tone, it seemed like he knew that her injuries weren't serious and that she was the one who asked for the plaster.

Yin Yanyue was stunned. Her expression changed as she pretended not to understand, "Uncle Gu?"

The young noble palace looked away, meeting Zhao Feng's face. He was still expressionless, "Help her treat her wounds, then put on a plaster cast."

Zhao Feng was startled and nodded with a strange face.

After that, he quickly sorted out some disinfectant and some medicine to treat her skin wounds. He simply applied medicine to her skin and helped her get a cast.

After that, Yin Yanyue limped out with his cast leg and got into the car with the help of the viscount.

"Does your leg hurt?"

The viscount got into the driver's seat, turned sideways, and fastened her seat belt.

Yin Yanyue didn't want to say more and just shook his head.

The viscount gave her a long look, then started the car and drove out of the hospital parking lot.

It was now late at night, and the streets were very quiet.

Yin Xianyue leaned against the window, squinting his eyes as he looked at the retreating lights outside the window. Gradually, he began to feel a little tired.

But at this moment, the young lord suddenly spoke up, "Do you think I won't pursue tonight's matter just because you cast a cast for yourself?"

Yin Yanyue suddenly woke up. She stood up and turned around to look at him, "You injured my leg, and you still have a reason?"

Uncle Gu was truly too difficult to deceive.

She was indeed worried that Uncle Gu would pursue the matter of her helping Tiger Head with the shipment when they got home, so she intentionally pretended that her injuries were serious. However, she didn't expect him to see through it with a single glance.

The corner of the young noble's mouth twitched as he suddenly hit the steering wheel, stepped on the brakes, and turned to look at her, "We're here."

Yin Yanyue was stunned. He turned around and saw that they had really arrived at the front door of the reciting villa.

The viscount opened the car door and got out. He helped her open the car door, unbuckled her seat belt, and bent down to lift her out of the car.

"I can go by myself."

Yin Yanyue subconsciously pressed her hand against his chest, intending to get off by herself.

But how could the viscount give her the chance to get out of the car? He bent over and forcefully lifted her out of the car.

Aunt Wang saw the car outside and immediately came out to welcome him. "Mr. Gong."

"Yes."

Young Master Gong expressionlessly swept his eyes over her, then suddenly said, "Make her some instant noodles."

Soy Sauce noodles?

Mr Miyake had never eaten such a thing, much less allowed her to cook it.

Besides, Miss Yin's legs were like this …

"Yes."

Aunt Wang did not dare to ask any further. She just answered in a low voice, turned around and walked toward the kitchen.

The viscount carried her and carried her to the door, where he placed her on the sofa in the living room.

Yin Yanyue lowered her head and stayed silent for a few seconds, as if she was trying to remember something. Then, she suddenly looked up and asked, "Didn't you say the noodles were like pig food?"

When she was young, she especially liked to eat instant noodles, but every time, the viscount would laugh at her in disdain.

Why did he suddenly offer to give her a bowl of instant noodles today?

"It's pig food, yes."

The young noble glanced at her, "It's just right for me to feed the pigs."

Calling her a pig …

Yin Yanyue took a deep breath, silently chanting, "Don't bother with the brushstroke, don't care about the brushstroke." Only with great difficulty did she manage to suppress the anger in her heart.

The word 'Uncle Gu' was precisely the word that came out of the dog's mouth.

The young noble got up and walked towards the second floor without looking back, "Wipe your mouth clean after you're done, we need to talk."

Yin Yanyue glared at him but did not reply.

However, even though she didn't want to talk to him upstairs, after finishing a bowl of noodles, she had no choice but to carry her plaster legs up to the second floor and knock on the door of the study.

"Come in."

From the study came the low voice of the Palace Lord.

Yin Chengyue pushed open the door and entered. The viscount sat by his desk and looked up at her without saying a word.

"About what?"

Yin Yanyue limped to the sofa at the side and sat down. She turned around and looked at him. "If there's nothing important, I want to go back to my room to rest."

The young noble looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly blurted out, "You haven't wiped your mouth."

Yin Chengyue frowned and subconsciously wiped his mouth, but couldn't find anything.

She had clearly wiped her mouth just now after finishing her noodles.

Her face darkened as she protested, "I've grown up! "Uncle Gu!"

When she was a child, she had always forgotten to wipe her mouth after eating the noodles, but that was only when she was a child. Now she was twenty-three years old.

"I know."

The young noble rose slowly to his feet, striding towards her, condescendingly looking at her, "But your deceptive skills haven't improved at all."

Yin Yanyue held her leg, which was covered in plaster, with a little guilt.

It wasn't that her ability to lie hadn't improved, but that the young noble was just too shrewd.

"I'm not angry at you for helping tiger head with the goods." He sat down by her side, with a displeased look on his face, "I am angry that you did not tell me about this matter in the beginning. "If you have any difficulties, you have to tell me first. I will help you solve them."

Yin Yanyue's heart trembled. She didn't think that Uncle Gu would say something like this.

But her face remained cold. "Why do I have to tell you? Just because you are my elder? "

"Elder?"

The corners of the young noble's mouth twitched, she was so angered that he started laughing, "Other than me being older than you, how can I be considered your elder?"

The two of them were not related by blood, not even by law.

The young noble palace lived in the palace and was in charge of the palace's group. Other than that, he had nothing to do with the palace at all.

Yin Yanyue looked at him and said helplessly, "In the palace, if I have to address you respectfully as Uncle Gu, then you are my elder."

"Mm …"

The young noble nodded as he thought of something, and suddenly turned to her side, pressing her down on the sofa, "Is this how a senior would act?"

With that, he lowered his head and bit Yin Yanyue's earlobe, a strange light shining in his eyes.

Yin Yanyue trembled and immediately reached out to push him, "Get up!"

For the past few days, she had seen Uncle Gu's personality clearly. She would eat her tofu whenever she saw it!

"Aren't I your elder?" The young noble brushed her black hair, and with a mischievous smile on his face, he said, "Is it wrong for the elders to love this junior?"

Yin Yanyue clenched her teeth in anger. Just as she was about to curse, the young noble lowered his head and covered her lips.

"Ugh!" Gu! "Uncle!"

She tried to push him away, but he couldn't move. She tried to kick him away with her foot, but one of his legs was pressed down by her and the other leg was stuck in plaster.

The young lord's kissing skills were not proficient at all, but the fact that Honeysuckle had taken the initiative and been too enthusiastic caused her to be confused.