Forget it, I can’t take back my words, and besides, she’s strong. Carrying someone isn’t a big deal, even if a few more, she’d be fine. "Speaking of which, it’s really not good for you to be all the time. You should at least exercise a bit. You’re exhausted after just a few stairs, your body is too weak." Shu Yu smirked, ready to retort. But then, footsteps were heard from above. Shu Yu looked up to see his elder brother coming down the stairs. At that moment, Shu Yu was sprawled on the mistress’s back. His elder brother was emanating cold air. Even though he wore a mask obscuring his face, his stiff posture made it clear he was not pleased. Shu Yu raised his brows but ignored his elder brother, continuing to cling to the mistress. After all, she said she could carry him. However, when the three arrived at the top of the Bell Tower, Shu Yu was slung over his elder brother’s shoulder like a sack. His brother’s shoulder was too hard, making him uncomfortable, and his stomach hurt. Plus, his head was tipped down, causing his face to flush with blood. With a plop, the elder brother tossed Shu Yu onto the bed, then gently said to the mistress with a spring breeze voice, "Next time something happens, tell me, I’ll handle it!" Her lips twitched as she looked at Shu Yu, who was sprawled on the bed. His expression was gloomy, and he slowly sat up to adjust his collar. "Mistress?" With a harmless look, he feebly gazed at the mistress, "I’m not well, my stomach hurts." He gestured to his stomach, then feebly and tremblingly said, "Mistress needs to rub it for me to feel better~~~" Dong Huiying suddenly shivered. For a moment, she had a feeling as if Shu Yu was possessed by Sansan. Well, Lao Er and Lao San are twins, looking very much alike. If Sansan didn’t have a cinnabar mole on his forehead and Lao Er’s purple tear mole was removed, you’d have to distinguish them by their temperament. But now, the cool and aloof second master has become a goblin, turning clinging and delicate, like Sansan, a little goblin. But why does this feel so discordant? "Cough cough," Dong Huiying turned away to cough twice, then ignored the inexplicably flirtatious second master on the bed, and said to the elder brother, "I asked Tie Yi before; when you were affected by the Mind-Bewitching Gu, they fought poison with poison using a kind of Poisonous Fruit called ’Thorny Fruit’. According to Tie Yi, this Thorny Fruit has mutated." The elder brother poured her a cup of tea, "Have some water, your lips look dry." Dong Huiying was startled, suddenly recalling that Zhi Chen used to be , always meticulously and thoughtfully taking care of her regardless of big or small matters. She was about to take the teacup when Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared. Shu Yu, with a high and cold face, took the cup of tea and slammed it onto the table. Then, seeming very weak, he leaned his head onto the mistress’s shoulder. "My stomach hurts~~~" he pitifully clutched his stomach. Dong Huiying: "...Does it really hurt?" "Hmm~~~" he nodded, looking very aggrieved, "You only have eyes for elder brother, you can’t see me at all. I already said my stomach hurts, but you don’t care about me at all. Sure enough, it seems like in this family, only I was picked up from somewhere, right?"