Bao'er explained it to Duan Changyu in a rambling manner, and I don't know if Duan Changyu's elm head listened to it.

Bao'er sighed: "When you came to the mansion in the past, you and Mr. Mu were the people who came the most frequently, and you also saw the master and the young lady the most. If Mr. Mu's figure and stature were not too different from the master, Miss will definitely choose Mr. Mu to be her master instead of you."

Duan Changyu asked puzzledly: "Why?"

Bao'er gave him a sideways look: "You don't look too smart."

Duan Changyu: "..."

Chu Yunyao changed the medicine for Mo Lingyuan, turned around and saw that Duan Changyu had changed his clothes, walked over, and continued to smear on Duan Changyu's face.

Duan Changyu couldn't help asking: "Young Madam, what should I say later?"

Chu Yunyao frowned, "There is no need to say anything, Ling Yuan doesn't talk much at all, not to mention, he was seriously injured, all he needs to do is sharpen his eyes."

Too many words and too many mistakes, it's better for Duan Changyu not to open his mouth.

Duan Changyu let out a long sigh of relief.

Grandpa is cold-tempered, as long as he doesn't speak, he can still pretend to be bluffing like Grandpa's aloof appearance.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced into the diorama, and he froze.

There was not even half of his shadow on that face, and a replica of his master appeared.

Chu Yunyao looked at him carefully for a moment, took a step back, and stood a little further away from him, "Try taking a few steps."

Duan Changyu suddenly stood up from the chair, walked like a dragon and a tiger, and walked out with a majestic momentum.

Chu Yunyao raised her forehead and said, "Ling Yuan is now a seriously injured patient."

Bao'er hurriedly said: "Master has been seriously injured and is relatively weak, and he may pass out again at any time, you...you don't look injured at all from your performance."

Duan Changyu thought for a while, changed a cold and sharp expression, and walked a few more steps.

Chu Yunyao stretched out her hand: "Come here and help me."

Duan Changyu: "..."

Duan Changyu walked over hesitantly, stretched out his long arms, didn't know where to put his palms, and waved them in mid-air, not knowing what to do.

Bao'er put Duan Changyu's palm on Chu Yunyao's shoulder: "If you are afraid of being abrupt, young lady, put your hand here."

Duan Changyu: "..."

The palm of Miss Bao'er holding her fingers just now was so warm.

Chu Yunyao grabbed Duan Changyu's arm and held his arm, making Duan Changyu jump.

Before he could react and dodge, Chu Yunyao's voice became colder and harsher: "Duan Changyu, this is a military order, and it concerns the entire Mohist army. Can you be more generous like a man?"

After enduring it several times, Chu Yunyao couldn't bear it anymore.

Duan Changyu: "..."

Duan Changyu is a straight man who has never been close to a woman, and he will blush when he sees a woman. It is more difficult to hug the young lady than to let him kill someone.

What's more, since he was a child, he was taught that men and women are not close to each other, so it is really difficult to overcome the rejection in his bones.

However, Chu Yunyao gave him such a fierce beating, as if he had opened up his second vein of Ren and Du, and Duan Changyu instantly lost the scruples he had just now.

Why do you want to treat the young lady as the young lady, and it would be fine to treat the young lady as the master, this imposing manner, the tone of the eyebrows, the appearance of the frown, there is no half of the weak appearance that a woman should have, it is almost carved out of the same mold as the master.

After figuring this out, Duan Changyu became much more flexible.

When Mu Qing came in, he happened to see the scene where the weak "Mo Lingyuan" was holding Mrs. Mo's shoulders, and he was so shocked that he almost cried with joy: "Master woke up, it's so good, master finally woke up.

Madam, didn't you say..."