C252 help bandage

"That's a good move, Wah Zhao Yi …" Xiao Shushen stared at the pancake in her hand, and would occasionally glance at the people below him. The smile on her face didn't seem to exist, as she leaned on the phoenix couch, the bright red palace clothing was embroidered with golden threads, it was elegant and luxurious.

"Compared to you, esteemed empress, chenqie is but a small trick that can't match up to my position." Wah Zhao Yi smiled obsequiously. He had a flattering look on his face, which was completely different from the generous and decent attitude he had during the day.

Gui mama poured tea from the side and glanced at Wah Zhao Yi.

Seeing her flattering look, Xiao Shushen was a little satisfied. He leaned his body slightly back, leaning lazily on the beauty bed.

"In front of the empress, chenqie is just making a fool out of herself, that's all." She slightly raised her gaze to watch Xiao Shushen take a sip of the tea in her hand, and the corners of her eyes slightly lifted, as she was satisfied with her tactfulness and obedience.

"Wah Zhao Yi has indeed received his Holy Pet, there's no need to belittle yourself." Her lips parted slightly, covering the taunting in the depths of her eyes.

Hua Xiangwei smiled faintly, and naturally knew that the Empress was just testing him.

"Chenqie has no one to rely on in the imperial harem, so it would be nice to see the Empress here today." As he spoke, he gave her a look of adoration and reverence. "The empress is virtuous, virtuous and dignified. She's the empress and head of the imperial harem. Chenqie has revered her for a long time."

Hua Xiangwei's words had not only raised Xiao Shushen's status, but also expressed her intention to rely on him.

How could Xiao Shushen not understand? Her gaze swept past her as if she wanted to see through her and see if she was sincere.

Seeing that she was still doubtful, Hua Xiangwei immediately got up and knelt in front of her, "Chenqie is willing to serve the Empress!"

Regardless of whether she was sincere or not, she could not create much of a commotion with just her little Zhaoyi. It would be great if she could have another chess piece assigned to her.

"Wah Zhao Yi is indeed an exquisite person." Although he spoke with admiration, his eyes were filled with coldness and disdain.

She was sensible enough to know that she was the Queen, so if she joined Shen Qingwan's side, she wouldn't be so disgraced as to lose all face!

Shen Qing Wan who stayed in the general's mansion all day long was bored, so she decided to take a walk around the streets.

General Shen was worried that they would send a few people to follow her, but she felt that they were too ostentatious so he let the guards protect her from the shadows. She did not want to attract attention.

She put on the light clothing of a woman and put down her complicated headgear. She was like an unmarried lady and really missed those days and didn't have to be mixed up with the matters in the palace.

She went to a few shops she used to love, and the owner there, who still had an impression of her, said a few more words to her. He then looked at the stall in the street market and bought a few interesting gadgets. The palace was full of wonders, but without these simple and honest things, bringing them into the palace was a good choice.

Satisfied, Shen Qingwan was about to head back to her house when she heard a slight noise coming from a narrow alley. She stopped in her tracks, puzzled. Wasn't there someone who was begging?

She pressed her ear to the wall to listen. Her voice was even more obvious, like the sound of a patient breathing.

Curiosity prompted her to move forward, down the narrow alley, and she felt the sound getting closer as she turned the corner.

Her natural vigilance caused her to silently hold down the dagger in her sleeve, and then she appeared at the corner.

Ye Zichen frowned even more deeply, while his vigilant eyes became worried. The only reason was that the person in front of him was not someone who was begging, nor was he an assassin. Instead, he was …

"Young Master Quan." She called his name with some urgency and ran to his side.

The moment he saw her, his brows relaxed, and he couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.

She squatted down beside him and saw that his face was slightly pale. Blood flowed from his arm and dyed his white clothes red.

"Are you hurt?" Subconsciously, she grabbed his arm and looked at the patch of blurry blood. Her clear and cold eyes were already filled with worry.

He was strong in martial arts, how could anyone hurt him?

"Nothing." The corners of his mouth twitched, not wanting to worry her.

But how could she not worry? He was his savior, but now he was injured.

"Why are you here?" There was a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were pure, he could not bear to be refused.

Shen Qingwan who was still calm was also dazed for a moment, but then she frowned, "I just came out to stroll."

Seeing that he still wanted to ask something, Shen Qingwan hastily interrupted him, "Let me bandage you up, otherwise you won't be able to stop the bleeding."

Hearing this, Quan Zouhua was slightly surprised. He slightly raised his eyebrows and spoke with a hint of pleasant surprise, "You know medicine?"

"I read some books, but I still understand how to bandage them." As he spoke, he tore off a piece of cloth from his skirt and, under his shocked gaze, went closer to Han Li to bandage his wound.

"How did you get hurt?" she asked automatically, then realized that maybe he didn't want to tell her.

Sure enough, Quan only smiled and met her eyes, "That's not important."

How could it not be important? To be able to injure you, one must have good martial arts. Moreover, who would fight for no reason?

Shen Qingwan looked at him deeply, she was sure that he wasn't willing to tell her.

"If you don't want to say it, then I won't ask."

Shen Qingwan coldly said, before he could say anything she asked him the next question, "You are the Manor Lord?"

Hearing this, Quan Quan once again looked at her with a strange expression. He didn't deny it, only lightly smiled, and said with a gentle voice, "How did you know?"

"I've heard your subordinates call you this before. I've remembered it."

Hearing her say this, he could only nod in understanding and no longer explain.

Shen Qingwan's bandaging technique was still considered good, it would be done in a moment.

His heart warmed as he looked at the green cloth on his arm. His gaze towards her became gentler. He originally wanted to talk with her a little more, but he couldn't stay for long.

"Thank you for today."

"Young Noble Quan's words are like this to a stranger. You saved me a few times, but it was just a simple matter of raising my hand."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. They then looked at the sky and said, "I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."

"Take care, Young Master Quan." Shen Qingwan watched him leave. Although she had her doubts, she did not think too deeply about it.

She knew that he was not an ordinary person. Calling him 'take care' was equivalent to telling him to be careful …

Everyone in this world had their own secrets and secrets. It was their right, and she didn't want to cross the line.

It was already late in the morning. She gathered her thoughts and headed back to the general's estate.

General Shen had already waited at the entrance of the palace for a long time, he was not at ease with this woman either.

"Father, why do you still treat me like a child?" Shen Qingwan couldn't help finding it funny and walked in with him.

General Shen was not good with words and did not say much, but his gaze clearly showed everything. As he walked, he suddenly felt something unusual, and he stared at her strangely.

"What is it, father?" Her steps slowed as she noticed his gaze.

"Why do you smell blood?" He had been to so many battlefields that he couldn't have smelled the blood wrong.

His aged eyes were filled with worry. Could it be that he encountered some danger, but the guard didn't inform him.

Hearing this, Shen Qingwan also raised her arm as if she had something to say. There was indeed the smell of blood, perhaps it was left behind when she was bandaging Quan Quan.