Qingchuan promotion rules in the backyard

Chapter 115 Old Injury
"Gege, the hot water is ready." Green Onion came in from outside the house.

Mao Tongtong glanced at Ba Ye, and said: "Do you want to rest for a while? Why don't you go to bed first, I'm afraid the servant will have to wait a while."

Unexpectedly, Ba Ye got up and said: "My father just happened to take a bath together."

Mao Tongtong was taken aback for a moment, mandarin duck bath?She suddenly remembered the bad experience before.Is this master going to try again?
Seeing her staring at him, Ba Ye asked, "What's the matter? You don't want to wait for me to take a bath?"

"No, no, yes, yes." Mao Tongtong replied quickly, but after finishing speaking, he realized that he answered too eagerly, which was easy to be misunderstood, and he blushed again.

Ba Ye chuckled and left first.

Mao Tongtong stuck out his tongue and hurriedly followed.

After staying in Chengde for more than two months, although he did a lot of skin-to-skin dating, Mao Tongtong still felt shy and embarrassed to see Ba ​​Ye naked in broad daylight.

Seeing that the old god was there, Ba Ye leisurely soaked in the bathtub and said, "You should take off and come in too."

"Hey, slave, let's wait for the master to take a bath first." Mao Tongtong said with a sneer.

"Shy?" Eighth Master glanced at her.

Mao Tongtong hurriedly said: "No, the bathtub is small, and it's uncomfortable for both of us to nest in it."

Ba Ye glanced at the tub, although it wasn't too big, it was no problem at all for two people to sit.

"This excuse is not valid, think about it again." Ba Ye said with a half-smile.

"Ah?" Mao Tongtong's face became more and more embarrassing, and the smile on his face couldn't be maintained anymore. He rubbed his hands together, and said bravely: "Du, if we all soak together, it will be inconvenient for slaves to serve the master."

"Oh? Why do you think it's more convenient!" Ba Ye looked at Mao Tongtong, and didn't intend to let her go.

Mao Tongtong rolled his eyes in his heart, is this master sure that the two of them mean the same thing when they say serving?
"Come here, my patience is limited." Ba Ye frowned slightly.

Mao Tongtong heard a trace of impatience in his tone, and did not dare to insist, so he reluctantly took off his clothes and soaked in the bathtub.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ba Ye turned around and lay down on the tub, "Rub your back." He said lazily.

"Yes." Mao Tongtong agreed resignedly, picked up the handkerchief and rubbed Ba Ye's back.

"Use your hands." Eighth Master said again.

"Too much shit!" Mao Tongtong muttered in a low voice, and swung his fist behind Ba Ye's back.

Ba Ye moved his ears, but squinted his eyes and said nothing.

After a while, Mao Tongtong's forehead began to sweat.Although it's autumn, the temperature in the steaming bathtub is already high, and she is still doing physical work, so it's hot.

"My lord, I'm all rubbing red." Mao Tongtong whispered.Her hands are sore.

"Well, I still have arms." Ba Ye didn't move.

Mao Tongtong gritted his teeth, raised Ba Ye's arm with one hand, and began to rub it with the other.

"Huh?" Sensing a piece of uneven skin under her hand, she showed a puzzled expression, and then looked at Ba Ye's left arm, "Master, was this injured?" She asked.

"No." Ba Ye replied.

"Injured on the battlefield last year?" Mao Tongtong asked while touching.A slender strip, as if scratched by something.

Ba Ye turned his head and glanced at her, and said, "You know you went to the battlefield last year?"

"The servant was in the capital last year!" Mao Tongtong said: "The servant went to the street to watch the army enter the city that day!"

"Did you see Master?" There was a bit of interest in Ba Ye's eyes.

"No!" Mao Tongtong pursed his lips.

"Didn't you go to the street?" Eighth Master was surprised.

Mao Tongtong looked embarrassed, with a look of unwillingness to recall.

"Missed?" Eighth Master asked again.

Seeing his awe-inspiring expression, Mao Tongtong simply said: "Still talking! It's a hot day, not only didn't see anything, but even fell down, it's really unlucky!"

"Pfft!" Eighth Master was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud.

"Master is still laughing!" Mao Tongtong glared at Master Ba depressedly.

"It seems that joining in the fun is also a technical job." Ba Ye said with a smile.

Mao Tongtong was also very upset.That day I thought I could see Gao Fushuai, but in the end I fell down in disgrace, and even got ridiculed by Chen Ruyu, I really don't want to remember the pain!
"Master, what kind of injury is this?" Mao Tongtong changed the topic, "It doesn't look like a knife wound."

"The arrow struck." Eighth Master said casually.

He said it lightly, but Mao Tongtong knew it was not that simple.On the battlefield, it's life and death. When Ba Ye was injured, he didn't know how dangerous it was!

"Was you afraid at the time?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"Afraid?" Ba Ye smiled, and said: "At that time, I couldn't care less about whether I was afraid or not. I was already jealous."

Mao Tongtong felt distressed when he heard it.Speaking of it, he is only a teenager, but he has already experienced the baptism of war, life and death.A noble prince, sometimes he is not as happy as a child from a well-off family.

"Will you still be on the battlefield in the future?" Mao Tongtong looked at Ba Ye.

"It depends on Huang Ama's will." Ba Ye said: "Of course, if the world is peaceful, there will be no need to go to the battlefield."

Mao Tongtong was taken aback for a moment before realizing that he had asked a silly question.Ba Ye is not a person who can make his own decisions, everything has to be arranged by Kangxi.

Thinking of the tragic end of Ba Ye in history, Mao Tongtong looked at the smiling Ba Ye again, and felt an indescribably uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Although she was forced to marry him, even though she has not fallen in love with this man so far.But they have already had the closest contact, and they are also the people who are destined to spend this life together.

Should she do something to change this man's fate?Does her soul from time travel have the wings of a butterfly?
"What's the matter?" Seeing her, the eighth master suddenly became dazed, couldn't help but waved his hand in front of her, and said, "Are you scared? My master's riding and shooting are still good, enough to protect himself on the battlefield."

Only then did Mao Tongtong come back to his senses, forced a smile, but seemed a little absent-minded.

"Master Worried?" Ba Ye smiled and pulled her into his arms.

"En." Mao Tongtong responded softly.At this moment, she found that this man held more weight in her heart than she had imagined.

"It's okay. Although the battlefield is scary, a prince like Ye will be surrounded by people to protect him. It's not that easy to die." Ba Ye comforted her.

"Don't let me say this word!" Mao Tongtong subconsciously covered Ba Ye's mouth.

When watching TV before, she would often act like the heroine in a comedy.How naive, as if you can take back what you said by covering it.Now, she herself did such a stupid move.It turned out that when I was really worried about someone, I was very afraid of hearing such bad words.

Ba Ye held her hand, with an even bigger smile on his face, and said softly: "Okay, don't say it, and I won't say it in the future."

(End of this chapter)