The scumbag of fast wear Cong Liangji

Chapter 742 My Monstrous Husbands (69)

Jun Yan nodded, patted him on the back and said: "I can't take you away yet, the guards outside are tight. If I take you away now, I'm afraid it will cause trouble. I'll go outside to familiarize myself with the terrain, and when the time is right, I will take you out!"

"Okay!" He put his face on her chest and said, "Your Highness must come!"

"Of course I promise you!" Jun Yan pushed her down on the bed and covered her with a quilt. "You have a good rest. I'm going."

He watched her go, even though he was reluctant to let her go, he could only let her go.If the hour is missed, people outside will become suspicious.

Jun Yan walked to the door and came back again.He took out a jade bottle from his bosom and placed it beside him. "You put it away first. If you feel that you are seriously ill, just take one. Don't eat more. But in three to five days, the wind and cold will be fine."

Jun Yan touched it and took out a bottle of golden sore medicine. "This bottle is also kept. Although the wound on the hand has scabbed, it is unsightly after all. You can apply some, so that the wound will not recur!"

Ignoring the tears on his face, Jun Yan turned around and left.

And Leng Zijiao's heart seemed to have knocked over the five-flavored bottle, it was very complicated.The people he had dismissed in the past, in the end they were accommodating to him in every possible way, as good as ever.

On the contrary, the person I loved once ignored him and treated him indifferently, except for a small space in his heart.

He couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.All I know is that his eyes are probably blind.Missed someone who was so good to him.

One day, she didn't come.

Leng Zijiao's illness is almost cured, and he has been smeared with gold sore medicine all over his body.The efficacy of the medicine is surprisingly good, the wound no longer recurs, and no more bleeding.He went outside to get a basin of water, washed his face, and felt much more refreshed.

On the second day, she still didn't come.

His wound was almost healed, and he resumed his usual work.

It's just that the backlog of burden on him became much lighter, and it was only later that she learned that she had bought Bi Luo off with money, and Bi Luo stuffed a red envelope into Nanny Yun, making his life easier.

When he was working, no one came up to shake his face.Even if Sister Yun disliked his slow hands and feet, she didn't have to beat him with a whip.The days were getting better and better every day, but he was worried, but he didn't see any joy on his face.

On the third day, she still did not come.

It's almost winter now.The clothes he was wearing were extraordinarily thin, and he was in a particularly bad mood.

"Hey, be quick with your hands and feet! After finishing these tasks, bring tea to the master! Don't be lazy!"

"Got it!" He lowered his head, dejectedly, rubbing his clothes vigorously with his hands.The water was cold, and the heart was cold. When I looked down, a pair of well-maintained hands in the past turned red from the cold.The knuckles have been stained with red and purple spots, which means frostbite.

"Here!" The young man couldn't see it, and took out a bottle of chilblain ointment from his arms. "After washing the clothes, wipe them, it will be fine."

He put away the chilblain ointment and thanked him.

"You don't need to thank me, Miss Bihua kindly brought it to you. You should thank her if you want to."

"Oh!" He sighed, and said, "Lianhua, have you seen any strange people recently?"

"No! Aren't you suspicious? Or haven't you had a good rest these few days?" Last year, Lianhua, who was called Lianhua, went up and touched his forehead. It was cold, except for the temperature being a little lower, he was not sick?

(End of this chapter)