Chapter 129

After entering the carriage, no one else cast a complicated look. In the late Yuan Dynasty, he directly tore open Shuqiu's robe and exposed his upper body.

It's covered with scars, new and old.

The hillock was almost unconscious. Yuan Qing frowned in the evening, and the wound was on the chest of the tree hill.

Fortunately, it's on the right side. It won't hurt the heart.

Fortunately, all kinds of drugs were prepared when I came here.

"Go to the woods and get some water." Yuan Qing evening ordered in an orderly way.

This time, Cao Lin really listened to her and left in a hurry.

"Come to my Pavilion." Xuanye goes to yuan Qingwan's side and wants to treat the wound for Cao Lin himself.

The wound was caused by a concealed weapon. The dart went straight through the chest. Although it was not too deep, it hurt the bone and bleeding.

Yuan Qing said in the evening, "if we go with Cao Lin, maybe it won't happen." She thought that Xuanye had never done such a thing for others, so she took the opportunity to push Xuanye: "the Lord is not suitable to do this kind of thing, I'd better leave it to you."

Xuanye refused. His voice was chilly: "turn around, close your eyes."

"You're afraid I'll steal your medicine?" Yuan Qingwan doesn't understand the meaning of Xuanye's asking her to do so, so he naturally misunderstands: "don't worry, my medical skills are not bad. You don't have to be too stingy. "

Xuanye doesn't explain or refute, so Yuanqing turns away.

For a long time, I heard Xuanye's voice: "Mr. Yuan, you can do whatever you want."

Yuan Qing moved his body and gave a cold hum, but he still refused to turn around.

Until the grass forest brought water from a kettle. Yuan Qing said in the evening, "I'll clean the wound for him."

Xuanye takes the kettle again: "go on, turn around and close your eyes."

Yuan Qingwan thinks that she is like Xuanye's pet now. She will do whatever he asks her to do.

"Lord, you and I are cooperative." She cautioned.

"Well, I know." Xuanye droops his head: "so what?"

His face was completely covered under the cloak, so Yuanqing evening could not imagine what he looked like now.

"I'm partial."

She turns her head willfully, only to see that Xuanye is going to pull down the trousers of Shuqiu.

Yuan Qing closed his eyes and turned around.

No matter what, she is also a woman. She can see a man's upper body bared, but she can't see a man's lower body bared.

"It turned out that his leg was injured, too."

For a long time, I just heard Xuanye's reply: "no, it's butt."

"Oh..." In the late Qing Dynasty, after all, it was the women who were not in charge of human affairs.

"All right."

Hearing these two characters, she sighs with relief. She turns to see Xuanye covering the hill with his black robe.

Yuan Qingwan finally smiles at Xuanye: "it seems that I wronged the Lord of the pavilion before. The Lord of the pavilion is a man who knows how to sympathize with his subordinates. At such a time, you are willing to give your own things to the hillock. "

Xuanye doesn't speak, and the mask on his face seems more and more delicate in the late Yuan Dynasty.

"Give me the mask." It's just a joke.

"Good."

I didn't expect Xuanye to agree so readily. Yuanqing was surprised.

"Are you serious

"Well."

"I don't want it. It's just a joke. A gentleman doesn't win people's love."

She looked down at Shuqiu and saw that Shuqiu's face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat. In the evening of Yuanqing, she took out a porcelain vase and filled Shuqiu with a pill: "it's pain relieving. Even in sleep, people feel pain. This will relieve his pain. "

"Well."

It's still a well-known one, but yuan Qing evening heard the dissatisfaction.

She gave his subordinates to eat pain, he should be grateful, even dissatisfied?

"Don't you have anything to say?" Yuan Qing asked in the evening.

"What should I say?"

Yuan Qing knew in the evening that when she talked with people like Xuanye, she would be angry to death.

She stopped talking.

"Now that the tree hill is in a coma, it's even more difficult for us to collect medicine. We can only win by wisdom, not by force. " Yuan Qing was silent for a long time, and then he said.

Now they need to find a place to live in, and make plans when the hills wake up.

"As long as there's silver, it's easy to say anything." In the late Yuan and Qing Dynasties, he said, "so, can you prepare for silver?"

"Well."

In the late Yuan and Qing Dynasties, it seemed that these people were so poor that if they were given money, they would surely get a good place to live.

"Let's go." Yuan Qing said in the evening, "Cao Lin, you come to drive the carriage."

Her poison didn't break out, which made her feel less crisis. But for a moment, he thinks that Xuanye won't cheat. This medicine of restraint is not an antidote. There will be a relapse in the end.Her death is not a pity.

But she can't stand anything happening in subeimo. Su Beimo is the softest place in her heart. No one is allowed to touch it or hurt it.

She had to save him.

She has to get the antidote, too.

"Lord, if something unexpected happens this time, you will go back and leave me alone."

"So anxious for an antidote?"

Yuan Qing nodded in the evening.

"Who wants to save people?"

I remember that Xuanye asked before, but she skipped the topic. Now she mentions it again. Yuanqingwan is sorry to continue to hide it. After all, Xuanye helped her get the medicine.

Although this is just what she says, she doesn't know if Xuanye has any other purpose.

"Yes, Mo Wang and I were poisoned by the same kind of poison." She looked firm: "I will save him."

Xuanye is silent.

To my surprise, when I entered Huazhuang, I was no better than the outside. Inside, there were withered grass and yellow leaves everywhere, but no one to manage and clean them.

Everyone is sitting on their own business.

The common people of Huazhuang have some dissatisfaction with several people entering the village. There is hostility in their eyes.

An old man stopped them and looked at them.

Zhicaolin and Xuanye are two people who don't know how to communicate. Yuanqing sighs and jumps down from the carriage.

"I don't know who you are?"

"I am the head of Huazhuang village. Huazhuang does not welcome outsiders. Please leave."

Yuan Qing evening soft smile: "I think the village head of our misunderstanding?"

"Get them out of the village."

The pessimistic voice of the village head is used to.

In the late Yuan and Qing Dynasties, the villagers in Huazhuang were more sure about what they were experiencing or who was controlling them.

"The village head has some difficulties. Maybe we can help him."

The village head was stunned, but he continued: "why don't you do it?"

The villagers are waving their belongings towards the evening of the Yuan Dynasty.

"Get out, get out..."

In the late Yuan Dynasty, she was a little petite. She was keen to win the siege of the villagers.

A female voice came, with some anxiety: "everyone stop."

The sound is familiar. Yuan Qing looked at the source of the sound and saw that it was the girl she met when she was inquiring about the problem.

The girl may have some status in Huazhuang. As soon as her voice dropped, the villagers really put down what they had and stopped.

"Young master, I told you to leave." The girl came to Yuanqing evening and said, "this place is not for you to come to. Why do you want to come in? "

"I want to find a place to live in the village." Yuan Qingwan said, "girl, why do you do this..."

"Young master, let's go. This is a land of right and wrong. We can't stay long."

She persuades yuan Qing evening at the same time, the village head once again: "fight out."

The villagers moved again.

The girl knelt down to the village head: "Dad, why don't you let them stay here for one night. I believe this young master is a good man. "

She used to be the daughter of the village head.

I can't complain that the villagers are willing to listen to the girl's words. The ancient people are extremely awed of the village head. Naturally, the village head's daughter is respected.

"What are you doing?" The village head frowned: "get up."

The girl refused: "Dad, I've never asked you anything. I'll ask you this time today."

The girl was kind. Yuan Qing came to her in the evening: "girl, if it's really difficult..."

The girl looked up, and there were tears in her eyes: "don't worry, young master. My father will let you live. But you should leave early tomorrow morning. It's not safe that night, so I'll let you stay. "

Yuan Qing was silent in the evening. She couldn't leave because her work had not been finished.

"Stay."

It can be seen that the village head seems to love his daughter very much. When she kneels down, the village head's face shows the color of heartache.

Now he's relaxed.

Yuan Qing bent over: "thank you, village head."

They are arranged in an uninhabited yard, and help their girl call Yi Yi. Although the names sound overlapping, they rarely have artistic conception.

There are few such names in remote areas.

In the late Yuan and Qing Dynasties, Yi Yi said that the people of Huazhuang were kind before. If they came, they would prepare a place for them to have a rest. But later, something happened, which annoyed all the people of Huazhuang. They were no longer kind enough to prepare things for outsiders.

Then they drove out.

When asked what happened, Yi Yi hesitated and eventually refused to speak.

In the late Yuan and Qing Dynasties, there was no further questioning.It was the night when the four of them were crowded in a room. Fortunately, two of them collapsed, which yuan Qingwan didn't care much about. She's a man now, and it's nothing if she doesn't undress at night.

According to the original arrangement, she sleeps with Xuanye.

The day passed very quickly, because of the exclusion of those people, they did not go to look for herbs. In the evening, the hillock finally awoke, his face still pale, but much better than before.

In the late Yuan Dynasty, Xiang Yiyi hated a man's clothes. Although they were ragged, they could be changed.

Although a lot of clothes have been prepared for this time, they are very attractive in this village.

They are the target of public criticism. They must not continue to be in the limelight.

Of course, the late Yuan and Qing Dynasties gave Yi Yi some silver.

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