Hearing this, Duan Changyu's sword eyebrows immediately stood up, and he asked nervously, "Miss Bao'er was injured? Where is the injury? Is it serious?"

Chu Yunyao gave him a sideways glance, and tilted her head: "It's a bit heavy, go get the medicine quickly, and take the medicine to her wing when you come back."

Duan Changyu ignored Chu Yunyao and walked towards the backyard.

Chu Yunyao called to stop him: "Where are you going?"

"Go and see how Miss Bao'er is doing." Duan Changyu stopped in his tracks.

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Chu Yunyao said coolly: "Bao'er is helping me cook food in the back kitchen, and you can go to her with the wound medicine when it's ready."

Duan Changyu: "..."

Duan Changyu muttered: "Miss Baoer is injured, why do you let Miss Baoer cook?"

Thinking of Chu Yunyao's sloppy mouth by nature, and only being used to the meals cooked by herself and Miss Bao'er, she had to shut up.

Chu Yunyao wished to knock open his elm head to see if it contained brains, and pretended not to hear his words, "Are you going?"

Duan Changyu hurriedly said, "Of course."

With that said, he ran out of the house in a flash.

Chu Yunyao said bitterly: "Idiot!"

After Bao'er brought the steamed and roasted sweet potatoes to Chuxing Building, Chu Yunyao asked her to go back to Wangyue Pavilion to have a good rest.

Bao'er was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the wing room looking for ointments when she heard a knock on the door.

Duan Changyu's voice sounded at the door: "Miss Bao'er, are you inside?"

Bao'er froze for a moment, "Come in."

Duan Changyu stepped into the door, put the ointment in his hand on the table, pushed it in front of her, and stammered: "Miss Baoer, your medicine."

Bao'er looked up and gave him a surprised look: "You bought it for me specially? How do you know I'm injured?"

As he said that, he spread out his palm with two big blood blisters, opened the bottle cap, picked up a piece of green paste with his fingertips, and spread it on his palm.

Duan Changyu replied truthfully: "Young Madam asked me to buy it."

Bao'er took a deep breath, "There are so many wound medicines in this mansion, why make a special trip?"

Duan Changyu: "Young Madam said she wanted the best ointment for wounds, and also said that you were seriously injured."

Bao'er immediately understood Chu Yunyao's intentions, she raised her chin, "Mr. Duan, sit down."

Duan Changyu was flattered and sat beside Bao'er.

Bao'er stroked the blood blisters in her palm with her fingertips, and said with a faint smile, "It's just two blood blisters, how can it hurt so badly? I've been lying on the bed for three years. The precious medicine nourishes me, and I apply all kinds of expensive ointments every day to make my skin tender and tender.

Originally, I was just a girl who could do rough work, but when I woke up, I turned into a young lady who couldn't carry her shoulders or hands.

After digging a little bit, blood bubbles appeared in the palm of my hand, which is really delicate. "

But Duan Changyu didn't hear the teasing in Bao'er's tone at all, his eyes fell on Bao'er's tender and smooth hands, those hands were a little callused before, ignoring the blood bubbles in the palm, now the skin of these hands is like a baby, Slender and soft, with well-proportioned flesh and bones.

Duan Changyu's voice was tinged with humility: "Young Madam has always regarded Bao'er as a sister, and Bao'er's status is already noble. In the past three years, we have all grown old, only Bao'er's appearance has not changed, but she is better than before. Younger and more beautiful.

Now that Miss Bao'er is the eldest lady of Lingyun Sect, she already deserves the status of a young lady..."

"Really?" Baoer suddenly said narrowly: "Compared with the identity of Miss Tian who runs the teahouse, who is more honorable?"

Duan Changyu looked blank: "Miss Tian? Which Miss Tian?"