Chapter 1687

Then he turned around and walked quickly towards the place where Qin Ya had just left. Qin Lin was hurt because of her. She had to go to have a look.

Jiang Wu had to swallow his words before he could spit them out. His face turned black for a moment. It took him a long time to press down and he had to do as Mo Shanghua said.

Qin Lin and Qin Ya went to only one hospital in that direction, so moshanghua soon found Qin Lin and Qin Ya in it. The wound on Qin Lin's forehead had been bandaged up, and the doctor was shaking his head and sighing, while writing a prescription.

Mo Shanghua went up. As soon as Qin Lin wanted to get up, she held his shoulder and pressed him back. "Don't move."

After a pause, she turned to give the doctor a ingot of silver and took them back to the house together.

She took the bandaged wound off Qin Lin's forehead in person. After checking it, she bandaged it again. She gave him the medicine and asked Qin ya to take it.

A movement down, Qin Lin has been moved to tears, trembling fingers, constantly gesticulating.

"Thank you, princess. I remember your kindness to the slave."

The flowers on the street are clear, but they tighten the corners of their lips. Without saying a word, there is a touch in their eyes.

Such a loyal person, what she did was what he deserved. Qin Lin was so real that he was so moved.

Mo Shanghua silently took out a porcelain vase from her sleeve and put it on the small table on the collapse, "this medicine is for you to grasp with Qin ya. It will be better if it is applied externally and orally. Besides, don't go to work these days. Just have a good rest. "

Qin Lin was so moved that he raised his leg to thank him, but the flower on the street shook his head gently, "it's all right."

Then she turned and left.

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Zhang Li's family was finally put back, but when she arrived at home, looking at the family's empty walls and Zhang Wang's family waiting to be buried, her intestines were blue.

Originally, the mask man clearly said that she would give her 100 taels of gold as long as she did the job well. For this reason, she lost her daughter-in-law's life. Unexpectedly, it came to nothing.

She began to feel sad and could not help crying, but she did not know that a man in black had quietly pulled out a dagger and wanted to break into the broken window.

Hiding in the nearby street, the flower saw that the silver needle between her fingers tightened instantly. Before she could shoot the silver needle out, she saw that a dark shadow passed by.

When she looked at it, she saw that a cloaker had already rushed behind the man in black. She squeezed the man in black's neck tightly and broke it. The man in black didn't even have a chance to call and fell to the ground.

Then, Mo Shanghua saw that he waved behind him. After a while, a man in black came and moved away the body of the man in black.

The flower eyes on the street suddenly surged into a bit of astonishment, and the face covered by the cloak in the brain slowly overlapped with Yan Beicheng's cheek.

Why is he here?

She came here because Qin Lin was not there and no one could believe her. But he always went to chenghuan Pavilion recently. Why did he come here suddenly?

after being shocked, her heart was full of doubts. Her breath slowed down a little. However, in a short breath, Yan Beicheng, the cloaker, came in front of her and stabbed her neck with a knife.

Mo Shanghua only felt a cold wind at her soft neck. She suddenly bent her soft waist back to avoid it.

As she bent, the cloak that covered most of her cheeks slipped from her head, and her delicate and beautiful cheeks suddenly appeared.

Yan Beicheng's eyes, like dark ice and cold blade, were a little surprised when he touched the face of the flowers on the street. The idea of killing suddenly disappeared, and his hand knife was put away.

Feeling that the whole body's killing intention disappeared instantly, Mo Shanghua straightened up. Before he had time to turn his mind, he saw that Yan Beicheng had turned his body and was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute." The flowers on the street suddenly make a sound, and the steps of Yanbei city can't help but stop, but they don't turn around or open their mouth.

Mo Shanghua walked quickly behind him, sipped his lips lightly, pondered for a long time, and then said, "why do you want to help me quietly?"

At this moment, she can't help but think of the person who quietly helped her buy money and food a few days ago. Could he be the one who accepted money and food?

"Help you?" Under the cover of his broad cloak, Yan Beicheng's eyes were slightly black, his voice was low, his voice was dark and dumb, and he had no emotional ups and downs. "I never do anything that is not good for me, so I'm not helping you."

The implication is that it is only in her favor, and she should not think about it.

The flower on the street heard clearly, and the empty space in her heart fell down. After a long silence, she opened her lips again, "I know. But can I ask you a question? "

Although he refused to admit it, she wanted to ask the questions in her heart.

Yan Beicheng turned over, and his curved jaw gently touched. The dark color in his low eyes seemed to know what she was going to ask.The flower on the street cuts water, autumn pupil falls on Yan Beicheng tightly, a word is in the heart repeatedly ponder for a long time, just softly utter a word, "previously help me buy money to face grain, and admonish to accept his person but you?"

Yan Beicheng was silent, and his eyes were dark, but there was a faint light. It was so fast that people could hardly catch it.

"I see." The flowers on the street see this, and they understand it in their heart. It's hard to say how complicated they are.

She always knew that Yan Beicheng had a lot of things to do, but she didn't know that this included quietly getting rid of her troubles. If she hadn't asked, would he have hidden it like this?

She suddenly wanted to ask Yan Beicheng how much he had done to hide from her, but this sentence was tossed around for a long time, and she didn't know how to utter it.

In the quiet air, Yan Beicheng felt a sense of uneasiness all over his body. He also saw that the flower on the street was not speaking for fear that she would think more. He said, "I just said that everything I did was beneficial to me. You don't have to feel guilty, let alone excited to me. I don't need these false things."

After a pause, he pulled out a palm sized wooden token from the palm of his hand and handed it to him. "This one was just taken from the man in black. You take it. It might work. "

The carving of the wooden plate is not very delicate, even a little rough. Because of wearing it for a long time, the handwriting on it is a little light, but it can be clearly seen that there is a small "Jiang" on it.

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