I saw Hei Youwei lying on the bed, his trousers were taken off, and his butt was covered with red marks!
The small face that was originally dark was now vaguely covered with a layer of frost, and the previous vitality was lost in the big clear eyes, and the brows were tightly frowned.
Yuan Bao hurriedly closed the door and approached, "You, you were beaten by your mother?!"
When Hei Youwei saw him coming, a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.
I wanted to talk, but I was afraid of disturbing the mother next door.
He could only nod his head vigorously, and looked at him sleepily.
"How can you do anything to your own son?!"
Yuan Bao clenched his fists tightly, trembling with anger!
Looking at Hei Youwei's buttocks, those high and swollen welts, as well as many scabbed wounds around, and some old scars that I have healed and faded
Where is this mother? !
Clearly she is the stepmother!
Hei Youwei did not speak, as if he had already gotten used to it.
Yuan Bao didn't say much, and quickly opened the small bag and took out a lot of bottles and jars, "I'll give you medicine, if it hurts, eat candy."
He handed Hei Youwei a few plum candies.
Seeing this candy, Hei Youwei smiled.
As soon as he put the candy in his mouth, Yuan Bao had already put the medicine on him
A piercing pain spread all over the body!
Hei Youwei gnawed the candy in pain, and almost cried out, so he quickly put his left hand into his mouth!
He was trembling in pain, rolling in cold sweat.
Yuan Bao gave him a sympathetic look, "Be patient, it will be fine soon! My medicine will only hurt for a while, and it will be gone soon, and it won't leave a scar."
Most of his medicines were developed by himself.
Almost always it hurts the moment it is applied, as if being caught by countless crabs.
But the pain is only for a moment, and the pain will soon be gone.
Sure enough, within a short while, Hei Youwei felt the cold on his buttocks, and there was no more pain.
He looked at Yuan Bao in surprise, "Brother Yuan Bao, it really doesn't hurt anymore!"
Brother Yuanbao?
Yuan Bao thought about it carefully, and then remembered that he and Hei Youwei had not formally "worshiped each other" under the Rose Flower, but he told Hei Youwei: "Brother Yuan Bao is protecting you!"
This kid is quite good!
Regarding this claim, Yuan Bao nodded in satisfaction.
But looking down, he shook his head helplessly, "I just put medicine on your butt, now I'm going to do it again."
It turned out that when Hei Youwei was applying medicine to his butt, he bit his left hand due to severe pain!
At this moment, blood soaked out, and a deep tooth mark was vividly on his hand.
Yuan Bao treated the bite wound on his left hand again, and told him, "If you feel pain, you can bite the quilt! To avoid biting your right hand again, I will give you medicine again."
Seeing him with his head down, seriously treating his wound
Hei Youwei's eyes flickered slightly, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.
This is the first time that someone cares about him so much!
Yuan Bao has a noble temperament and is dressed in brocade clothes.
But he doesn't despise his small, dark and messy room, and is willing to treat him like this
Hei Youwei bit his lip and blinked, not letting the tears fall.
Just as Yuan Bao bandaged the wound on his hand, a hoarse voice came from outside the door, "Son, my mother made you a pot of soup, you can taste it."
"not good!"
Hei Youwei and Yuan Bao looked at each other, "Brother Yuan Bao, hide quickly!"
"Why should I hide?"
Yuan Bao was puzzled.
Even if Hei Youwei's mother doesn't come in right now, he still plans to go to her and argue with her, so as to express his anger for Hei Youwei!
Now since she came in on her own initiative, why did he hide?
His majestic grandson, His Royal Highness, has not escaped anyone, except - when Defei's grandmother and the others did not know his existence, he did escape.
But today is different!
He is no longer just Yuanbao, but His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson of the emperor.
This black and promising mother is not Defei's grandmother!
Yuan Bao kept a stern face, releasing a powerful aura little by little, staring at the door with heavy eyes.
Hei Youwei said anxiously, "My mother is sick! She, she will go crazy! Brother Yuan Bao, hide quickly, I'm afraid she will hurt you!"
Seeing that Hei Youwei was so excited, Yuan Bao had no choice but to hide first.
Anyway, give him vent, there are plenty of opportunities!
There is nothing in this room, even if you want to hide
I can only hide under the bed!
Yuan Bao sighed helplessly, and slowly got under the bed.
His majestic eldest grandson actually got under the bed today.
If this gets out, will his little face still be lost? !
Yuan Bao just slipped in, Hei Youwei's mother let's call her Hei Niang.
Hei Niang opened the door and came in.
With sharp eyesight, Hei Youwei quickly pulled the cover of the quilt to cover it, then put his bandaged left hand into the quilt, and looked warily at the approaching Hei Niang who was holding a soup cup.
"Son."
Hei Niang had a smile on her face, she didn't see how hard she had hit him just now.
It's just that this smile is a bit creepy no matter how you look at it.
Hei Niang looked at most forty years old, several years younger than Mrs. Qian.
But the white hair in her bun is particularly obvious, and her face is extremely old!
The wrinkles on the forehead are densely packed, and the body is also bent.
It doesn't look like she is in her forties, but she looks like an old woman in her seventies or eighties!
She handed the soup cup to Hei Youwei, her wrinkled hands looked like witch's claws
"Son, have a drink."
Hei Youwei stubbornly turned his head to look at the wall, he refused to look at her, he refused to talk to her, and he refused to take a sip of soup.
Hei Niang lost her patience for a moment.
But looking at Hei Youwei's pale lips, he finally held back and sat on the bedside with the soup cup in his hand, "Son, mother is doing it for your own good too!"
"Your brother can't come back anymore, mother only has you as a son."
"If you are gone, how will mother survive!"
Because of her short stature and relatively high bed legs, when she sat on the edge of the bed, Hei Niang's legs were hanging in the air.
Yuan Bao was lying under the bed, staring at those legs, no matter how weird they looked.
There are too many doubts about this black lady!
Hei Youwei remained silent.
Hei Niang's voice was hoarse, "Son, you have been refusing to speak since you were born. I don't know if it was the bowl of soup that made you unable to speak, or you are really dumb."
"But the doctor said, you should be able to talk."
"Mother has done everything for you, why can't you be more confident?"
Hei Niang has done everything for Hei Youwei?
When Yuan Bao heard this, he felt weird.
What can Hei Niang do for Hei Youyou?
And for what reason, what do you want to do for the black? !
The two of them have been living in this small courtyard, aren't they not even allowed to go out?
Yuan Bao looked pensive.
Seeing Hei Youwei still didn't want to look at her, and didn't want to speak Hei Niang sighed lowly, and just about to speak, a faint smell of medicine entered her nose!
Hei Niang sniffed it carefully, and it was indeed the smell of medicine!
Her eyes changed, and the expression on her face gradually became strange.
She stood up slowly, staring at Hei Youwei's quilt with strange eyes, and looked around the room.
Finally, I leaned over mechanically, looking at the bottom of the bed (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com