The young man sat on the ground holding a pillow, his head drooping and his head slumped as he explained the situation again.
He also emphasized: "The injuries on his body were not caused by me, and I saved him! I kindly took him back to treat his injuries, but he even hit me with something..."
"He doesn't know you. He was knocked unconscious by you and brought back. If he didn't hit you, who would he hit? Who asked you to do such a thing?"
Yun Luo finally understood what was going on and couldn't help but feel speechless.
The young man said aggrievedly: "I just think his eyes are beautiful..."
Yun Luo glared at him.
The young man flattened his mouth, lowered his head, and stopped talking.
Yun Luo asked about the situation, and Jun Buli, who was holding her in his arms, gradually calmed down. His eyes were red and swollen, and he held her without letting go.
Yun Luo coaxed softly: "Bu Li, sit down on the bed first and let me take a look at your injury."
Jun Buli shook his head repeatedly and held her tightly with his little hands.
Yun Luo feels distressed and helpless.
She noticed that one of his shoulders was a little crooked. Although he was leaning tightly in her arms, his body was carefully turned sideways, avoiding the shoulder area, as if he didn't want to be noticed by her.
Yun Luo thought for a while, then said to the young man who was lying on the ground unable to get up: "Xiao Bai, go out first and help me get some wound medicine and gauze."
"Oh, okay..." The young man blinked, turned around and walked out, closing the door.
But he didn't obediently get the medicine. Instead, he hooked his fingers and called the shadow guard in black who was guarding the door over. He whispered: "Go and prepare the medicine and gauze. Bring it to me."
"Yes."
The shadow guard in black didn't think much, turned around and left.
When he reached the corner, he turned his head inadvertently and saw his lord hunched over like a thief, sneakily leaning against the crack of the door, listening with his ears pricked up.
Shadow Guard: "..."
No wonder he was ordered to go...
He should just pretend he didn't see it...
In the room, Yun Luo hugged Jun Buli and sat on the bed, reaching out and carefully touching the scratch on his cheek.
Jun Buli shrank visibly, crying like a little cat with a look of pain on his face.
"Does it hurt? How did you get hurt?"
Yun Luo quickly retracted his hand, frowning, and his eyes were full of worry.
"I accidentally rubbed it." Jun Buli muttered, his voice rustling.
Seeing Yun Luo's worried frown, he pursed his lips, secretly put his shoulders back, and took the initiative to comfort him, "It's okay, mother, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Yun Luo's heart softened.
In the past, when Xiao Mo was accidentally injured, he would hide it secretly, fearing that she would be worried.
"How could it not hurt? Did you hit your shoulder too? Let me see." Yun Luo hugged him, unbuttoned his collar, and pulled it down.
Under the collar, the child's skin is soft and white, like soft white jade, but on his left shoulder is a scary blue-purple area with blood spots oozing out, which looks shocking!
Yun Luo took a breath of air and frowned, "I'm already hurt like this, but I still say it doesn't hurt."
The little guy's clothes were half-undressed, exposing half of his small shoulders. He couldn't help but feel a little shy: "It really doesn't hurt anymore. Mom, you are a girl. There are differences between men and women, so you can't look around..."
Yun Luo couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "You call me mother, but I still can't watch? Who taught you such nonsense?"
Jun Buli's face was flushed, and he buried himself shyly in her arms, saying in a muffled voice: "Dad taught me... He said that he can only show it to his future wife, not other girls..."
As soon as Jun Wuchen was mentioned, Yun Luo's expression changed slightly.
She pulled Jun Buli's collar, helped him sit upright, and asked seriously: "Buli, tell me, how did you get here? Aren't you in the capital with Xiao Mo?"