Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

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His dark and lifeless pupils slowly turned,

Yingbai's hand was slightly raised, searching in mid-air, as if trying to find her location.

He didn't seem to have any airs, he was just communicating with her very gently,

The injured hand slowly reached behind him and explained to her in a low voice.

Yun Si avoided his wound and grabbed his finger,

Even though he knew he couldn't see it, he shook his head and said,

"Nothing is unpleasant, the young master is very good. Don't think too much, young master."

Gu Zisu touched her hand and smiled slowly.

The eyelashes tremble slightly, peaceful and elegant.

"Sir, is there a medicine box here?"

Yun Si asked without hope.

He nodded silently, "In the box."

Probably because he had been bullied a lot, he would also prepare some medicine just in case something unexpected happened.

Yun Si agreed and went to open the box.

Take out the medicine and treat his wound.

Gu Zisu had scratches on both hands, one of which was more serious, while Shi Shuo's scratch was deeper.

The other hand was fine with just a minor scratch.

Yun Si carefully bandaged him before taking the medicine back.

Gu Zisu was very quiet during the whole process of applying the medicine.

The empty eyeballs were motionless, the pupils were dilated, and there was no focus at all.

After feeling that Yun Si's bandaging was completed, he slowly withdrew his hand and pursed his lips.

The two people were quiet,

There was a sound outside the yard.

The courtyard door creaked shut, and a hurried sound broke the silence in the house.

"Master! Master! I'm back -"

Zhuqing ran in holding two still warm steamed buns.

Panting, there was sweat on his forehead.

As soon as I stepped through the door,

Before Zhu Qing could take credit, he saw Yun Si standing next to Gu Zisu.

A living girl appeared in the young master's boudoir.

Zhu Qing was stunned on the spot. He looked at his young master and then at Yun Si.

"Who are you!?"

Zhuqing put down the steamed buns, his eyes alert.

Seeing that his young master was still very close to her, he immediately pushed the wheelchair away and increased the distance between the two people.

Gu Zisu coughed slightly in a low voice and raised his hand to cover his lips to suppress the cough.

The slender eyelashes, as long as ink, droop slightly,

Her lips were light and slightly pursed, "Zhu Qing, it doesn't matter, she is Miss Yun Si."

"Who is Yun Si?"

Zhu Qing looked Yun Si up and down with an unhappy face.

"Sir, she is a woman and logically shouldn't be here."

Yun Si nodded and agreed, "Logically speaking, it shouldn't appear."

"But... I am the new maid hired by the housekeeper, assigned to the young master to do rough work."

Yun Si tilted her head and smiled, her expression unchanged and her heart not beating.

"I am a rough servant, so I can naturally show up to serve the young master."

After Zhuqing heard this, he frowned and retorted on the spot, "How is that possible!"

"That housekeeper was so mean to my young master, how could it be possible-"

"Zhuqing!"

The snow-colored man sitting in the wheelchair interrupted him with a deep voice.

Maybe it's because I used too much force,

He suddenly started coughing, loudly and rapidly.

Fingers slightly curled up, covering lips,

His shoulders were shaking slightly, and his face seemed to be paler.

The pair of dark, lifeless pupils remained motionless, like a defective sculpture, stiff and empty.

Zhuqing immediately didn't dare to speak and hurriedly gave him some relief.

"Sir, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Would you like me to go find the doctor and give you a look?"