Chapter 597

Xuanping Marquis did not put Xiao Heng down until Xuanping Marquis's horse took Xiao Heng's horse to detour back to the official road and met them. Then they rode back to the inner city of the capital.

"Don't go back to Bishui Hutong?"

Xuanping Marquis see Xiao Heng with the road is not quite right.

Xiao Heng said in a low voice, "well, I live with my mother these days."

Xuanping didn't ask any more.

Although he and Princess Xinyang have been married for many years, they do not interfere with each other or disturb each other. Therefore, this is his first visit to the house in Zhuque street.

He watched as Xiao Heng went in and planned to leave. However, Xiao Heng opened his mouth and called to him: "you should deal with the injury first."

In order not to sound concerned, he added, "there's a doctor here."

"Your mother"

"She's not here."

Marquis Xuanping raised eyebrows. I'll tell you how dare you become so brave and take your father back.

He has been looking forward to his son's relationship for such a long time. Xuanpinghou can't miss the chance to get along with his son.

No matter what, I have to wait until my son calls him dad again.

Xuanping turned over and dismounted.

Xiao Heng's brow didn't wrinkle when he went over the mountains on his back. Now that he got home, he started acting instead.

In order to show the seriousness of his injury, he went into the room with exaggeration and limp.

Xiao Heng looked at the left leg he was dragging, and his face turned black in an instant: "what you hurt is your right leg."

Xuanping Marquis

It's the middle of the night. Gu Jiao is also injured and needs to recuperate. Xiao Heng doesn't wake her up, but doctor song is here and has just taken Gu Jiao's temperature.

Xiao Heng placed Xuanping marquis in his room and invited doctor song to come.

Doctor song is an understanding person. After he came to Zhuque street, he had already guessed the identity of Xiao LIULANG, but he didn't ask much about it.

At this time see Xiao LIULANG will Xuanping Hou back, he also still did not ask anything.

Xiao Heng took a suit of his own clothes and changed them for Xuanping marquis.

To be honest, there are still differences between father and son in stature. Xuanping Marquis has been practicing martial arts all the year round, so he is naturally a little bit bigger than Xiao Heng, but their stature is not much different.

Xuanping Hou looked at the clothes which were not too short, and could not help feeling again that his son had really grown up.

Doctor song began to deal with Xuanping Hou's injuries. Xiao Heng thought that he had only two stab wounds found on the way. Unexpectedly, when doctor song uncovered his coat, Xiao Heng was almost stunned by the crisscross old and new wounds on his back.

Xuanping Marquis has a beautiful face, which makes people subconsciously feel that his body is the same as his face.

Who would have thought that he was already black and blue?

The minor injury was not called injury in Xuanping Hou's eyes. What he remembered was the knife on his back and the knife on his right leg.

Xuanping Hou raised his eyes and saw his son looking at himself with a bleary face. He forgot that his son hated these fighting and killing things most. His son didn't like any of the toys he made for his son when he was a child.

These scars must be ugly, too.

He pulled on his clothes and said to Xiao Heng, "go out first."

Xiao Heng's eyelashes trembled and turned to go out with a complicated look.

"Mr. Hou, have you sewed your wound more than once?" Doctor song looked at Xuanping Marquis's two important injuries and said.

"Well." Xuanping Hou answered vaguely, "sew it once or twice."

He sewed it once from the battlefield, then went on the road nonstop to tear the wound, and sewed it once or twice when changing horses at the post station.

Doctor Song said earnestly: "you are very dangerous, marquis! It's better to recuperate after being injured. Repeated tearing is the most taboo in the wound, which is more serious than stabbing directly! "

"Will... Be crippled?" Xuanping asked.

Doctor song sighed: "you are just lucky. If you run into my master's special wound medicine, otherwise your leg will really be useless!"

Xuanpinghou's wound was inflamed and inflamed, and he was soaked in water just now... Doctor song had never seen such a disobedient patient!

If the owner didn't have anti-inflammatory drugs, the great Luo immortal would not have been able to save him!

Doctor song cleaned up the wound for Xuanping marquis. He had to feel that Xuanping Marquis had a special characteristic, and even grew up in the case of repeated tears, that is, there would be some trouble in the treatment and nursing of local infection.

"I'll take the cord off first." Song said.

"Tear it down." Xuanping houhun doesn't care about Tao.

"It may hurt a little." Song said, turning his head, xuanpinghou had fallen asleep.

Xuanping Marquis seems to have reaction, trying to open his eyelids, confused way: "what do you say?"

Doctor Song said, "nothing. It's over. I'll give you an injection."

Xuanping Hou looked at the bottle and infusion needle that doctor song took. Oh, his head tilted and went to sleep.

Doctor song tied up the pressure vessel for him and muttered: "I'm not afraid of this for the first time..."

There are too many injuries on Xuanping marquis. It's half an hour since doctor song came out of the room.

Xiao Heng is waiting for him in the corridor.

Doctor song came forward with his medicine box and said, "Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Heng turned around and asked, "how is he?"

Doctor Song said: "I fell asleep, and all my injuries have been dealt with. To be honest, he was injured a little seriously. The cut on his back is so long and the cut on his leg is so deep."

Xiao Heng looked at the length and depth of doctor song's skillful strokes, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

Doctor song sighed: "is he dying? If you get hurt, you'll be well nourished. What's the rush to come back for? "

Doctor song didn't know about Yan people.

Xiao Heng's throat glided for a moment, and his heart was full of mixed feelings: "then, can it be cured?"

Doctor Song said truthfully: "cure is curable. It's hard to say whether it will leave sequelae."

It seems that we have to wait for Jiaojiao to wake up and ask her if there is a cure.

This is Princess Xinyang's house. Xiao Heng didn't mean to let Marquis Xuanping stay overnight. But Marquis Xuanping was injured like this. He couldn't really wake people up and send them back.

Xiao Heng enters the room.

There was a yellow oil lamp on the table, and xuanpinghou fell asleep with a hanging bottle.

Perhaps only at this time did he lose his high spirited, arrogant and domineering posture, and the haggard and tired of a wounded man appeared between his brows.

In fact, his injuries are always there, but when he is awake, his aura is too strong to make people feel his vulnerability.

Xiao Heng knows that he has not grown up as he expected. He wants a son who can inherit his legacy, a son who can go to the battlefield with him, and a son who can make him proud.

However, no matter he was gifted in his childhood, or he became the emperor's eunuch when he was young, or he climbed up from the mire step by step and gradually showed his strength in the court, he could never be proud and satisfied.

At dawn, Princess Xinyang came back from outside the city.

They could have arrived early, but there was a heavy rain outside the west gate, and a small-scale landslide appeared on the way up the mountain. They were blocked for most of the night.

The first thing Xinyang princess did when she returned to the city was to go home to see her son.

As soon as she entered the yard, she saw a maid come out of Xiao Heng's room with a basin of blood. Her eyebrows jumped!

The most worrying thing happened!

Ah Heng was calculated by Yan people!

"Ah Heng!"

No matter how calm the mother is, she can't keep calm in the face of her son's crisis. Princess Xinyang almost staggers and rushes in. The maid at the door doesn't have time to greet her, so she has come to the bed.

The room is filled with the strong smell of golden sore medicine, which shows that the other party is seriously injured.

With a sour nose, she fell on the man on the bed and held his shoulders tightly.

"Ah --"

Before she finished honing, she felt a big broad palm slowly fall on her head.

This action surprised her for a moment.

There are two main reasons. One is that Xiao Heng is still active, which means that he is not dead and can be saved; Second, why did Xiao Heng touch her head?

With tears in her eyes, Princess Xinyang raised her head and looked at Xiao Heng on the bed. With one look, she stood up!

"Xiao, Xiao, Xiao, Xiao... How are you!"

If she was struck by thunder, she stuttered!

Xuanping Hou's brow slightly wrinkled, a little wake-up gas, he slowly took back the hand that just touched Princess Xinyang's head, fingertips pinched his eyebrows.

Immediately, he frowned and looked at Princess Xinyang: "late Qin Feng?"