[Honghuang] Donghuang Daolu is Tongtian's apprentice

Chapter 20

On Sun Star, Emperor Jun’s sleeping hall, he sat by the bed, fixed Fuxi’s right leg with one hand, picked up a small white porcelain bottle with the other hand, opened the lid with his thumb, put the bottle close to his wound, and put it down Tilted at 45 degrees, white powder fell from it.

Di Jun sprinkled it back and forth carefully, evenly applying the powder on the wound, and then picked up clean white gauze to wrap the wound for him, wrapped it layer by layer, and finally tied a knot.

Then he put his right hand on his lap, and before he started, he looked up at Fuxi and asked, "Can you hold on?"

"Yeah." Fuxi glanced at his legs and nodded.

"If you really can't help it later, then call it out," Di Jun moved his wrist a few times, seeing him looking like an enemy, it was so funny, he couldn't help but want to tease him, He deliberately said, "Anyway, there is no one else here except the two of us."

"I won't bark!" Seeing his appearance, Fuxi felt something was wrong with his sensitivity, so he quickly shook his head.

"Really?" There was a smirk on Di Jun's lips, and he pressed his right hand slightly hard on his wound, and a golden-red light lit up from the contact point, gradually penetrated the gauze, and touched his wound.

"Ah!" Fuxi felt a sudden sharp pain from his leg, and subconsciously yelled out!

But he stopped immediately after shouting, and raised his right hand to cover his mouth without hesitation.

When Di Jun saw this scene, there was an unstoppable smile on his lips, but he couldn't help but lighten his spellcasting hand, trying to exchange the least pain for his wound to heal.

"Even if you call out, no one will laugh at you," Di Jun looked up at him, "Of course, except me." He blinked.

As soon as these words came out, Fuxi was stunned!Looking at him is full of accusations! 'If you do this, don't you still have the demeanor of a demon emperor? '

Di Jun understood, but he didn't care, and even shrugged awkwardly.

"I won't bark!" Fuxi put down his hands, looked at him angrily, and said seriously.

Before he finished speaking, Di Jun pressed his wound hard!

"...", Fuxi's face changed instantly, and he opened his mouth to shout out. Fortunately, he reacted in time, and bit his lower lip fiercely at the moment the sound came out!Forcibly swallowed back the scream that was about to blurt out!

He was trembling all over from the pain, but he still refused to cry out, biting his lips firmly.

Seeing his stubborn appearance, for some reason, Di Jun's heart softened, and the strength in his hand was much lighter.After a while, he moved his hand away.Say something to him. "alright!"

"Okay?" Fuxi was a little suspicious, he was about to lift his right leg, but suddenly there was a piercing pain from the upper part, 'Hiss!hiss!hiss! ' Now he couldn't hold back, and kept crying softly.

"Didn't you agree?" Fuxi's eyes were dimly lit, and he looked at Dijun accusingly.

"I've agreed," he said as if nothing happened, "I mean," he stretched his voice, "this time the treatment is over."

"Is the treatment over this time?" Fuxi was taken aback, but didn't understand what he meant for a while.

"I've already said that the injury on your leg is a little troublesome. I'm afraid it needs to be treated several times. During this period, you have to take good care of it. Otherwise, the root cause of the disease may be lost." Di Jun explained solemnly road.

"This," Fuxi hesitated, "it's too much trouble for you."

"Okay, don't talk about that," Di Jun waved his hand, got up and walked to the closet beside him, opened it, took out a set of white underwear, then walked back to him, and handed it to him, "here , change your clothes, look at your dirty body." He curled his lips in disgust.

"I don't have your clothes here. You can wear mine first. It may not fit well, but it is very clean." Seeing that he didn't pick it up, Di Jun handed it to him again.

"Demon Emperor," Fu Xi heard this, looked at the inner garment in his hand, looked around again, turned his gaze back to him, and asked with some uncertainty, "Could this be your bedroom?!" He swallowed in disbelief.

"So what?" Di Jun's face was a little unnatural, and he turned slightly, "Why, living here, did you feel wronged?"

"How is it possible?" Fu Xi blurted out, "It's too late for me to be happy!"

After speaking, both of them were stunned.Moreover, at the same time, I felt a little burning on my face.

Fuxi looked away, not daring to look at him, and whispered, "I mean, it's a great honor to be able to live here."

Hearing this, Di Jun felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up, he immediately turned his back to him, and threw the clothes on the bed without hesitation, "Change yourself."

"Yeah." Fuxi felt his face was about to burn, he reached for the underwear on the bed, but didn't want to just get up, so he pulled the wound.

"Hiss!" He yelled out in pain.

"What's wrong?" Di Jun didn't want to talk to him at first, but unexpectedly when he heard his cry of pain, he turned his foot involuntarily and ran to the bedside.

"It's okay." Fuxi was embarrassed by his staring eyes, and kept kneading the white undershirt in his hand.

Di Jun knew what was going on with just one glance. He probably got hurt. He looked at the half of the 'disabled' and sighed helplessly.She reached for the white underwear and sat beside him.

"Looking at your bad manners, I don't think you can change it. I'll do it." Di Jun held the clothes in one hand and was about to put them on him.But at the moment of getting started, he stopped.

Because Fuxi said weakly, "I haven't taken off my dirty clothes yet."

After a word, the faces of the two of them burst into red!

Di Jun took a deep breath, managed to calm down, and suppressed the sudden excitement in his heart, but Fu Xi turned his face away, not daring to look at him, his ears were so red that he was about to bleed .

Di Jun was in a dilemma, holding the clothes in his hands, whether he should wear them or not.

Fortunately, Fuxi reacted first at this time, and took the shirt away from his hand, "My arm is fine, I can do it myself."

Di Jun sat with his back facing him very interestingly, with his back straight and serious, as if nothing had happened, but his slightly red ears should be ignored.

He couldn't see it, but he could hear it. There was a sound of "rustling" coming from behind, which was made by the rubbing of cloth materials. For some reason, listening to him, he became more and more restless.

After a while, Di Jun heard him say, "Yaohuang, I've changed."

Di Jun turned his head to look, and saw that Fuxi was only wearing a white inner garment on his upper body. The blood-stained garment had been taken off and put aside, but there was still one thing wrong, that was, the clothes on his legs had not been changed.

And just now, in order to apply medicine to his legs, he had already ripped a big hole in his pants, which looked really ugly.

Seeing his eyes falling on his lower body, Fuxi felt a little embarrassed. He really wanted to change his clothes, but his legs were really painful when he moved them.

Di Jun glanced at him, and after thinking for a moment, he closed his eyes. After a golden-red streamer, a white silk suddenly appeared, covering his eyes tightly. He said, "Your legs are inconvenient. Let me help you. Don't worry, I won't peek."

"I know." Hearing him say 'I won't peek', Fuxi felt his face became hotter, and after replying in a low voice, he sat still obediently, waiting for him to change his clothes.

Di Jun couldn't see, so he had to rely on his memory just now to grope to take off his lower garment. During this period, he inevitably touched his body. The skin where he started was very delicate. He tried his best not to let himself think wildly, so he could only speak. Divert attention.

"By the way, that fellow Styx hurt you this time, and he took nine lotus seeds to make amends. Didn't you say that you want to study what is so famous about this fire red lotus, so you can try it." He mentioned the lotus seeds.

"That's good." Fuxi was very happy when he heard this, he stretched out his hand and gently tugged at Di Jun's sleeve and shook it, "I will definitely study it carefully to see what's so special about it. Composing the song as soon as possible will make you happy too."

"Just to make me happy, don't you think it's worthless for you to suffer such a serious injury?" Hearing this, Di Jun paused, but soon continued.

"How come?" Fuxi's voice was very cheerful, "It's rare to have a confidant in life, no matter what you do for you, it's worth it."

Hearing this, Di Jun pursed his lips, stopped talking, and gently took off the blood-stained robe with his hands, and put on clean clothes for him.After doing all this, Di Jun removed the white silk from his eyes.

He looked at the blood-stained blue robe thrown on the ground, waved his right hand, and after a stream of golden-red light passed, the clothes burned by themselves and disappeared in a short while.

He helped Fuxi to lie down, covered him with a quilt, gently tucked the corner of the quilt, and said, "It's getting late, you should have a good rest. I'll have someone make some new clothes for you tomorrow." Come." After speaking, he got up and was about to go out, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden warmth in his hands.

"Then where do you sleep tonight?" Fuxi subconsciously reached out and grabbed him.

Di Jun turned his head and looked straight at him. Fuxi felt a little embarrassed, and the strength of his hand became weaker, "I mean, isn't this your bedroom? I sleep here, where do you sleep?"

"There is only one bed in this bedroom. Since you are sleeping, I can only sleep on the floor." Di Jun suddenly thought, wanting to tease him, and said solemnly.

Fuxi's face was a bit tangled. After waiting for a long time, but he didn't speak, Dijun took him as acquiescing, and was about to pull out his hand and walk out, but Fuxi suddenly increased his strength to hold him.Di Jun looked at him in surprise.

Fuxi looked at the size of the bed, then looked up at him, but his eyes were a little dodgy, "You can stay, anyway, this bed is big enough."

As he spoke, he lowered his head involuntarily, and his voice became softer, "I mean, how could anyone let the master sleep on the floor."

"You really think so?" He opened his mouth, but Di Jun hesitated, unable to make up his mind.

"Of course!" Fuxi nodded, he took a look at the big bed, and suddenly he took it for granted again, "This is your bedroom."

"You've already said that," Di Jun followed his own strength and sat down on the edge of the bed, but he was still a little nervous and stuttered, "Then, then I'll sleep here tonight."

"Okay." Fuxi moved inside, and then patted the empty space. "Lie down." He greeted.

"En." Di Jun agreed, only took off his shoes, and lay beside him with his clothes on, with his back turned to him, not daring to look back.

The moment Fuxi lay down, he also turned his back. The two lay back to back on the bed, neither of them spoke. Fuxi pulled the quilt covering him, feeling a smell of sunshine coming from above, warming the air. It's very comfortable.

He buried himself in the quilt, with the smell of sunlight on the tip of his nose, and soon fell asleep, but he didn't realize that Di Jun, who was beside him, kept his eyes open until dawn.