Chapter 1444 - Chapter 1444: Mengmeng Acts Up

Chapter 1444: Mengmeng Acts Up

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When Yun Shuang saw the golden sore medicine and cotton cloth in his hand, she realized that she had misunderstood him.

She suppressed her embarrassment and said calmly, “It’s just a small injury. There’s no need to treat it.”

Jiang Guanchao frowned at her. “Are you like this in the Hundred Flowers Palace?”

Of course, that was not the case. Just because she was not afraid of being injured did not mean that she would not treat her injuries afterward.

But if she didn’t say that, how could she hide the awkwardness just now?

It was as if in her eyes, he could only come to her for one thing—to detoxify her.

“Yeah.”

Yun Shuang replied perfunctorily.

Jiang Guanchao sat down on the stool beside her and placed the ointment on the table. He unfolded the clean cotton cloth and said, “You’re not Cheng Xin. Don’t learn everything.”

Yun Shuang was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was referring to.

She looked at her badly mangled hand and then at his bandaged palm. “I didn’t learn from you.”

He had once saved her from the Japanese assassins with a dagger.

Jiang Guanchao poured a cup of clean tea and poured it on the cotton cloth bit by bit. “Palace Lord Yun, you’re injured in the place as me. It will cause misunderstandings.”

Yun Shuang glared at him. “You’re half-dead yourself. I advise you to save your strength by not speaking. Don’t die in my room later.”

“I won’t die from talking.”

Jiang Guanchao said calmly.

After saying that, the two of them felt that something was wrong.

Jiang Guanchao changed the topic. “What’s wrong with Xiaobao?”

Yun Shuang turned her face away. “What business is it of yours?”

Jiang Guanchao said nothing and held her injured hand.

Yun Shuang froze and immediately wanted to retract her hand. “I’ll do it myself!”

Jiang Guanchao held her wrist and said calmly, “Palace Lord Yun, I don’t have any improper thoughts about you. Are you so nervous because you’re shy towards me?”

Yun Shuang said coldly, “I only asked you to cure the love poison twice. Don’t flatter yourself.”

Jiang Guanchao wiped the blood off her hand with a wet cotton cloth. “That’s true. It’s only been twice.”

Yun Shuang choked.

She had taken the initiative twice… It was indeed a little embarrassing.

Yun Shuang would not lose an argument.

Yun Shuang chuckled and said, “Alliance Master Jiang, you care so much. Could it be that that night on the mountain was your first time?”

Jiang Guanchao paused in his actions.

Yun Shuang’s eyes widened. “Really? You’ve never touched a woman?”

As everyone knew, not getting married and not getting close to women were two different things.

Even if they did not get close to women on the surface, many secretly dallied with women.

When it came to ordinary women, they should ask who they were keeping their chastity for.

Yun Shuang’s eyes suddenly lit up as she grabbed Jiang Guanchao’s wrist.

“Are you practicing the long-lost virgin technique?”

Jiang Guanchao was speechless.

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After treating Yun Shuang’s injuries, Jiang Guanchao returned to the house to take a bath.

When he came out of the ear room, he saw the mute slave standing in front of the bed with half a basin of unfinished water.

Jiang Guanchao looked calmly at the wet bed. “I’ll sleep on the floor tonight.”

The mute slave took a step forward and brazenly splashed the half basin of water in his hands on the ground.

Jiang Guanchao was speechless.

Jiang Guanchao closed his eyes and said coldly, “I’ll give you fifteen minutes to clean up!”

The mute slave raised a card. On the card were the words: “She’s the little girl back then, right?”

Jiang Guanchao said, “No.”

The mute slave turned a page. It was already written. “You lied.”

Jiang Guanchao looked coldly at the mute slave.

The mute slave continued to flip the page. “You let her go and were punished by the old Alliance Master. You didn’t even dare to tell her that you’re —”

A vivid, trembling egg was drawn under the words.

When put together, it was: Coward.

Jiang Guanchao clenched his fists. “Are you courting death?”

The mute slave turned another page. “I have to tell her even if I become a ghost.”

The slave was mute at a young age. When he grew up, what he loved to study the most was guessing what his master was talking about.

At first, he couldn’t guess a word correctly, but later on, he could guess most of it.

Now, he had guessed every reaction of Jiang Guanchao.

Jiang Guanchao was about to speak when the mute slave turned another page. It said, “The person she likes is Ji Minglou. She used to be in love with him, and she still is.”

The Mute Slave Principle: Saying what the Alliance Master said makes the Alliance Master speechless.

Jiang Guanchao pressed his glabella with a headache. He closed his fingers and tapped the mute slave’s acupoints.

Click.

The mute slave lost his strength and the wooden sign in his hand fell to the ground.

A piece of white paper floated out and written angrily in incomparably rough cursive were the words: “I knew you would tap my acupoints and not let me tell her! Hehehe! I’ve already plotted it!”

Jiang Guanchao rushed out the door!

Yun Shuang sat in the room with a steaming food box in front of her. The mute slave had just brought it over.

She was about to open the food box when Jiang Guanchao pushed open the open door and walked in.

He had come in a hurry. He was wearing a thin sleeping suit. His wet hair fell on his shoulders and wet his chest and back, revealing his perfect and muscular body.

To be honest, it could cause a little misunderstanding to run into a woman’s room like this.

However, with the previous lesson, Yun Shuang was much more cautious this time.

She looked at the bandage on her wrist and asked, “Anything else?”

Her injuries had been treated. Yun Shuang couldn’t figure out why he was here again.

Jiang Guanchao glanced around the room. “Did the mute say anything to you?”

“Yes?”

Yun Shuang was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

When she realized who he was referring to, her eyes were even more confused.

It was as if she was asking why the servant would speak if he was mute.

If he could speak, why would you call him mute?

Jiang Guanchao was used to it and forgot for a moment that Yun Shuang did not know the mute slave’s unique way of speaking—writing on small cards.

“He only brought food over and left.” Yun Shuang said.

Jiang Guanchao knew the mute. If he said that he had plotted something, he must have left a clue.

Jiang Guanchao’s gaze landed on the food box.

There was a high chance that it was inside.

When Jiang Guanchao was making a choice between taking the food away and knocking it over, Yun Shuang’s stomach growled.

People in the martial arts world did not care about trifles. Yun Shuang did not think there was anything awkward about her stomach growling.

She glanced at Jiang Guanchao. “Do you want to eat?”

“Yeah.”

Jiang Guanchao responded casually and sat down opposite Yun Shuang.

Yun Shuang raised her hand, and Jiang Guanchao pressed down on the food box before her. “I’ll do it.”

Yun Shuang looked at him and lowered her hand.

As Jiang Guanchao opened the food box, he carefully paid attention to whether there was a note stuffed in by the mute.

Fortunately, it was a close call.

After supper, seeing that Jiang Guanchao still had no intention of leaving, Yun Shuang asked, “Aren’t you leaving?”

Jiang Guanchao couldn’t leave without finding the note.

However, Jiang Guanchao had no reason to stay…

“I have something to tell you… about the Japanese Witch.”

Yun Shuang looked at him seriously. “Tell me.”

Jiang Guanchao opened his mouth and swept his gaze across the closet and box cage in the room. Finally, his gaze landed on Yun Shuang’s bed.

Yun Shuang frowned. “Where are you looking?”

Jiang Guanchao subconsciously denied it. “No.”

“You’re clearly looking.” Yun Shuang looked back at the pillow that he had been staring at. “Is there something there?”

“No!”

Jiang Guanchao immediately said.

Yun Shuang frowned. “No, the pillow has been touched.”

She got up and walked towards the bed.

She had just reached out to pick up the pillow when Jiang Guanchao chased after her. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

Yun Shuang struggled for a moment, lost her balance, and fell onto the cold bed.

Her foot kicked Jiang Guanchao’s calf. Jiang Guanchao slipped and his tall and muscular body pressed down on her defenselessly.

He pulled the soft pillow under her in time, his arm protecting her tightly.

A piece of white paper with dried ink flew out.

Yun Shuang saw something from the corner of her eye and was about to turn her head.

Jiang Guanchao raised his broad palm and covered her eyes.

His other hand went to scoop up the white paper, but he didn’t. The bright words were stuck to the ground.

Yun Shuang went to remove his hand that was covering her eyes. “Jiang Guanchao, you—”

Jiang Guanchao looked at the black and white words on the ground and felt his head heat up. He said, “I’m acting up. Don’t move.”

Yun Shuang really stopped moving.

Jiang Guanchao closed his eyes in frustration and said with a toothache, “That’s not what I meant… I wanted to say…”