National color medical concubine

Chapter 228 An awkward relationship

With a bang, the door closed.

The mute waved her hand, hugged Chang Le, and rushed towards the window.

The people in the room inhaled the powder, poured a few, and the remaining four or five chased after them.

The adult standing in the courtyard watched someone come out of the window with a cold expression, "Come here, shoot—"

Before he finished speaking, a piece of rubble pierced his chest, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground.

There was a cold look in the eyes of the dumb lady, after all, she was trying to startle the snake.

Looking at the few people following behind him, he flew out like a silver needle with a flick of his sleeves.I saw her gray figure leaping over the pitch-black roof. When her eyes swept across the dark alley, her tense expression relaxed, and she jumped down with Chang Le in her arms, and stuffed her into the long-awaited carriage. Just as he was about to pull back and return, his sleeve was tugged with a light force.

"master."

The dumb lady paused, Chang Le opened the curtain, revealing her fair and tender face, "This is for you, my mother gave it to me."

The mute stared at her for a moment, raised her hand to rub her head, lowered the curtain, and asked the driver, "Is everyone here?"

"It has been carried out according to the plan. The subordinates saw Mr. Yu leading people in."

The mute was stunned for a moment, as if she hadn't expected Yu Qinglan to come, she was stunned again.No wonder there was a commotion before, no one came to chase her down, it must be Yu Qinglan who made a lot of noise and led people away with her people.

She ordered the coachman to take Chang Le to leave first, and then went in to find the prime minister's son.

When she arrived, Yu Qinglan took the young boy with him, and was surrounded by people, fighting hard.

The young man doesn't know martial arts, and the dead men in the mansion probably know that Yu Qinglan wanted to protect him when he attacked the young man, so he was restrained and unable to escape for a short time.

The dead man saw the dumb woman who broke in suddenly, but didn't do anything to her.

The mute touched her face, raised the long sword on the ground with her toes, and stabbed at the back of the dead man surrounding Yu Qinglan.

Seeing that the dumb woman is a traitor, the dead soldier fights her with a fierce sword.

When they saw Yu Qinglan coming to help, they gave each other a wink, several dead soldiers shot at the young boy together, Yu Qinglan avoided the killing move on him, turned around to protect the young boy, flipped his wrist, and flicked away the stabbing long man sword.

The other dead men stabbed at Yu Qinglan's exposed back.

Yu Qinglan wanted to avoid the ultimate move, so he had to abandon the little boy. His eyes were radiant, he moved his feet to avoid the fatal blow, his arm was scratched, and he threw the long sword in his hand, killing the dead who stood in front of him. The soldier broke through the siege and jumped to the roof with the boy's arm in hand.

The dagger in the mute's hand slashed across the dead man's neck, wiped the blood on his face, and saw that Yu Qinglan was going to hand over the boy to the people who were fighting with others on the roof.His cold eyes froze immediately, and he saw a net falling from the sky, Yu Qinglan's back felt hot, her soft body pressed against him, and two slender arms hugged him from behind.

"General Huo has brought people here, we can withdraw."

A cold voice sounded behind her, and when Yu Qinglan turned her head, she saw a strange face with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

The four people holding the net had already been beheaded, Yu Qinglan let go of the young boy, turned around and put his arms around the mute...Meng Zhimiao.

She had already torn off the skin that was sticking to her face, revealing her original appearance, her face was so white that it was almost transparent, and she frowned in pain, "Go quickly."

When everyone is rescued, the house will be destroyed.

"Go out and talk about it." Meng Zhimiao took a deep breath, she hadn't suffered such a serious injury for a long time, she leaned limply in Yu Qinglan's arms, and showed him a way to meet Chang Le.

When Yu Qinglan heard that someone broke into the house earlier, she guessed that it was Meng Zhimiao, and she definitely did not return to Beijing.

Now, the man was injured because of saving him, and he had mixed emotions in his heart.

Putting her on the carriage, he couldn't help but slow down, glanced at Chang Le who was already asleep, and pulled her back, a shocking bloodstain ran from the back of her heart to her waist.

"I'll clean the wound for you." Yu Qinglan frowned, the wound was still bleeding, if it wasn't treated in time, it might cause infection.

Meng Zhimiao froze for a moment, she nodded slowly.

Yu Qinglan took the scissors from the car closet and cut open the clothes on her back, cleaned the wound, sprinkled the wound medicine, and simply wiped off the blood on her back with a white cotton cloth soaked in boiled water, revealing the skin that was originally as thin as fat jade. , couldn't give birth to the slightest bit of charm, but there was some unavoidable shock in my heart.

The wound was too shocking, the flesh was torn apart.

They usually don't have a deep friendship, even if they have a little bit of discord, even if she stands idly by, no one criticizes her.

But he never expected that she would receive a sword in his place, completely overturning his impression of her.

"The medicine will hurt a bit, bear with it." Yu Qinglan bandaged her up, took out a thin blanket and covered her body.

Meng Zhimiao let out a soft 'huh'.

Yu Qinglan turned and got out of the carriage, and sat outside.

Meng Zhimiao opened his eyes, the carriage was filled with a faint smell of blood, mixed with the fragrance of herbs.

When she moved, the pain made her tremble all over, and she couldn't help sighing.

……

The carriage stopped in front of a house.

Yu Qinglan got out of the car with Meng Zhimiao in her arms, and the maid carried Chang Le back to her room.

Putting her on the bed on her stomach, the wound tossed and oozes blood again, Yu Qinglan avoided, and ordered Qing Dai who was beside her to come in and help her change clothes.

"Master Yu, the master calls you in." Qing Dai waited on Meng Zhimiao and informed Yu Qinglan.

Yu Qinglan nodded, went into the inner room, asked about her injury, and helped her pulse.

"Going back to Beijing this time will definitely not be peaceful. I will save your life, and you will protect the elder sister and the crown prince on my behalf." Meng Zhimiao sat on the edge of the bed dignifiedly, and did not want to lie down on the bed.

Yu Qinglan looked at her quietly, her face was pale without a trace of blood, but Qing Lingling's eyes were stained with tiredness at the moment.

"it is good."

Whatever request she made at this moment, he would definitely agree to it within his power.

Yu Qinglan looked away, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.Making this request at this time is just worried that he will feel guilty about her.

If it was in Da Zhou, he wouldn't think much about it.Daqing is her territory, and her connections are far superior to his, so she doesn't need his power, and she can protect the queen and prince.

The reason why Meng Zhimiao didn't get distracted had already been revealed by him, and she was so hurt that she couldn't think about what Yu Qinglan was thinking.She took a sip of water, moistened her parched throat, and issued an order to evict the guest, "That young man may be frightened. You can visit him for me and arrange for a few people to take care of him."

Yu Qinglan thought that it was probably too difficult for her, two consecutive requests tonight could easily expose her motives.

He got up, "I live next door, you can ask someone to find me if you need anything."

Meng Zhimiao nodded perfunctorily, just wanting him to leave quickly.

As soon as Yu Qinglan left, Meng Zhimiao lay on the bed unbearably.Qing Dai came in with a pot of hot water, quickly cut off her clothes, and neatly opened the wound that Yu Qinglan had bandaged.

The wound had scabbed over, sticking to the gauze, tearing and tearing the wound, and bright red blood flowed out.

Meng Zhimiao bit his fist, almost fainting from the pain.

"Master, your body is different from other people's. Ordinary wound medicines are not only useless to you, but harmful to you. Mr. Yu doesn't know, but you don't know?" Qing Dai was annoyed, blaming her for not caring for her body, because of this It's nothing more than a serious injury, but Mr. Yu is still tossing around.

Qing Dai cleared out the wound medicine bit by bit, each stroke was like a knife cut, wishing Qing Dai would knock her unconscious.

After the wound was healed, Meng Zhimiao was covered in cold sweat, gasped weakly, and stared at the tooth marks on the back of his hand weakly, with a calm expression, "Who did you find out?"

"Wing King."

Meng Zhimiao's eyes were icy cold, King Yi is the eldest brother of Emperor Daqing, the son of the former emperor's original concubine, and also the deposed prince.

Slowly closing his eyes, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Write a letter and tell Sister."

"Yes."

……

The next day.

Meng Zhimiao sat on the couch, and Qing Dai fed her breakfast.

Last night, she was so painful that she didn't sleep all night, her complexion was not good, and her complexion was a little paler than yesterday.

Yu Qinglan came in, took a look at her face, and put the food box on the table, "You lost a lot of blood yesterday, I made a bowl of soup, you can mend it."

Qingdai lifted the lid, and inside was a bowl of old hen soup.

"Young Master Yu, you should have a light diet early in the morning. This tonic soup is a bit greasy. I will warm it up for the master to drink at lunch time."

Yu Qinglan seemed a little embarrassed, cleared her throat, "I was negligent."

Meng Zhimiao was still as indifferent to him as in the past, and was not very warm, "You don't have to be like this, you are also protecting that child. I also have selfish intentions, he is unscathed, and my bargaining chip with the prime minister will be higher. "

Yu Qinglan nodded, but did not leave, instead she sat aside with the scroll and flipped through it.Not long to stay, stay for a quarter of an hour and then leave.

Until the departure to the capital, during the four or five days in the other courtyard, Yu Qinglan would boil a bowl of big tonic soup and bring it to him every day, just sit for a while.

After going on the road, Meng Zhimiao breathed a sigh of relief, she really didn't want to be in the same space as Yu Qinglan.

Sitting in the carriage, the curtain was lifted, and Meng Zhimiao looked at Yu Qinglan standing outside the carriage with a tense expression.

Qing Dai also became alert.

Yu Qinglan didn't seem to notice anything, and put Chang Le into the carriage, "There are only two carriages, and Chang Le will share one with you."

Meng Zhimiao glanced at Chang Le, and didn't say much, but his tense face relaxed.

Qingdai also breathed a sigh of relief, she was also worried that Mr. Yu would share a car.In the past few days, Mr. Yu would come to sit in the wing room every day, but the master expressly hinted that he didn't need to visit, he deserved to be well, and he would come as usual the next day.

But when they saw Yu Qinglan sitting outside the carriage, Meng Zhimiao's face darkened, she pursed her lips, and didn't say anything.

I thought I could get rid of the embarrassing situation with Yu Qinglan, but I didn't expect that his greetings and caring along the way would simply intensify.

Meng Zhimiao recited the heart-cleaning mantra for the tenth time today, and when he saw Yu Qinglan bringing in the same old hen soup, a crack appeared on his indifferent face, "Nephew Yu, I'm not giving birth, so you don't need to send me any more soup."

"What does this have to do with having a baby?" Yu Qinglan brought out soup and placed it in front of her, holding a book and sitting by the window like flowing water.

"I don't need confinement. I really don't need these soups. The wound on my back has already healed." Meng Zhimiao thought in his heart that he could part ways after entering the capital, so he tolerated his hospitality a lot along the way.Now that I have arrived in a small town outside the capital, I still can't hold back.

If she knew that saving him would cause such trouble, she would definitely not help him.

Yu Qinglan nodded thoughtfully, and ordered Bai Ling to remove the old hen soup and bring a bowl of bird's nest soup.

Did Meng Zhimiao not touch the bird's nest soup sent by Yu Qinglan?

If she doesn't drink, Yu Qinglan won't leave.

The two of them seemed to be on a pole, secretly competing with each other.

Meng Zhimiao stood up with a 'huh', "Qingdai, prepare your horse and go back to Beijing!"

Yu Qinglan put down the scroll, and said in a clear voice: "You are not suitable for riding a horse." He glanced at the bird's nest soup lightly, "You wait for them to finish their lunch, and then return to Beijing together. Today's bowl of soup, the last bowl, I will return it to you." There are some things to deal with, so I won’t go with you.”

Meng Zhimiao was stunned for a moment, the last bowl, 21 days.

Looking at the back of him leaving, I felt relieved, but it seemed to be a little melancholy.

Meng Zhimiao frowned, lay down on the couch and took a nap for a while.

At the end, did he eat that bowl of bird's nest soup?

A group of people got into the carriage, Meng Zhimiao leaned on the big pillow, resting his chin, quietly lost in thought.

Qing Dai put away the small table, took a small mallet from the closet, and beat her legs for her, "Master, are you leaving?"

Meng Zhimiao came back to his senses, subconsciously said: "Changle is still in the future."

"You forgot? Young Master Yu is bidding farewell to you today." Qing Dai scanned Meng Zhimiao's face with her inquiring eyes, then lowered her head again.

Meng Zhimiao was stunned for a long time, then nodded, "Let's go."

……

After entering Beijing, a decree came from the palace to let her enter the palace.

Meng Zhimiao changed into a clean gauze dress, Bai Shao helped her dress up, and told her about the new things in the capital.

"Prince Zhou Rong came to Beijing yesterday, and the envoys also came to Beijing at about the same time as you. Tonight, the palace is preparing a palace banquet to cleanse the dust. Master, what do you want to prepare?"

Meng Zhimiao only heard the first sentence, Prince Rong, isn't that Yu Qinglan?

Didn't he stay in the small town to deal with important matters?
(End of this chapter)