Dressing up as a man: The Revenge Girl is 14 years old

Chapter 39
When Yu Xia Youyou woke up, it was already noon on the second day, and he felt a burning pain in his throat, which made him groan.

Wen Zhimo hurried over, smiled and said: "Wake up, you have slept for a long time! Hush, don't talk. Master Qin said that your throat needs to rest for a while before it can make a sound. Still Yes, your left arm is broken, and Master Qin also fixed it for you. From now on, just tell me what you want to do, and I will do it for you. Don’t say it’s bad, my brother has nothing to worry about. "

How lucky it is to be able to hear Wen Zhimo's rambling words again, Yu Xia grinned, her eyes involuntarily swept around, looking for Pan Qingyu's familiar figure.

Wen Zhimo saw his eyes rolling wildly, knew his thoughts, stretched his waist, lay down beside him naturally, and muttered: "You are usually docile like a kitten, but you showed your power last night. No one is allowed to come close. If it weren't for me and Qingyu pressing you hard, Master Qin would not be able to set your bones. It was so easy, and the medicine was given to you, and it was already three o'clock. I think this is good Now, I can finally rest for a while, who knows that I just lay down on the bed, and your kid started crying. Come with me, you will be fine and stop crying. Hey, why do you think you are so smart! Later, Qing Qi said You must have been scared out of your wits. You were not completely at ease when you fell asleep, and you were having nightmares, so you didn’t let people approach you. As a result, Qingyu and I just lay down all night. I’m better, Qing Fu went to the Yamen with his master early in the morning. But don’t worry, they just went to confess the facts, and nothing will happen. After all, you and Qing Fu only made such a bad move for self-protection. But no matter how bad that person is, Anyway, it is considered a human life, and he cannot be called a violent corpse in the wilderness."

Yu Xia strained her eyelids, listened to Wen Zhimo's words, and finally grasped the point, Pan Qingjue was fine.As long as it's okay, Yu Xia closed her sleepy eyes and fell into a deep sleep, maybe this time there will be no more nightmares.

Wen Zhimo turned his head to look at Yu Xia's sleeping face, smacked his lips, and said to himself: "Qingyu's Mafeisan is really powerful."

When Yu Xia woke up again, Pan Qingjue came back safe and sound, but he was accompanied by a small official and a servant sent by the county government.

Not knowing exactly what method Pan Qingjue used, the petty official and the guard only glanced at Yu Xia through the window from a distance, and left in a hurry.

Pan Qingjue didn't say anything, and Yu Xia didn't ask. Of course, even if he wanted to ask, he couldn't ask now, so he settled down and recuperated his injuries honestly, enjoying the peaceful life for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Surprisingly, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jijiu sent three high-quality woolen pens.This time at the Mid-Autumn Pomegranate Festival, Yang Yue narrowly beat Xue Yuanjing's Xinghui Festival by a tael of silver. This wool pen is the mysterious reward promised by the wine.

Yu Xia's ability to pretend is already superb, and she expresses her excitement vividly and vividly without expressing it in words.The sacrificial wine was very satisfying, and after telling Yu Xia to take a good rest, she wandered away.After suffering for another five days, when Yu Xia's voice was able to make a little sound, she entered the lecture hall with a bandage on.

The autumn of this season seems to be particularly short. The few golden osmanthus trees in front of the Beishan Gate were scattered by the bleak cold wind before they had time to dye the fragrant academy.

(End of this chapter)