Chapter 170: Killing Two Birds with One Stone
"How's Miss Li?" Yang Houcheng strode over, looking at a group of girls who had no place to stay, so he had to stand on the side and ask loudly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
He was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes, which is different from a kind of heroism from Wenxiu scholars, but the nobles of the capital favor a handsome, delicate and picturesque character like Chi Can, and when he saw a tall young man coming over, he was immediately shocked, and hurriedly dispersed, revealing Qiao Zhao.
"Miss Li-" Yang Houcheng saw that Qiao Zhao's hands covering his cheeks were covered with blood, and his face changed at that time, and he raised his feet to go over, but was pulled by Zhu Yan.
"Miss Li, don't be afraid, the doctor will be here soon." Zhu Yan pulled Yang Houcheng to stand still not far away, and after comforting Qiao Zhao, he turned his head to Du Feiyang and said, "Cousin, you let my little servant go back to the Taining Hou Mansion quickly, my family has a top-grade cloud cream ointment, maybe it can come in handy." β
"Hmm." Du Feiyang glanced at the terrifying girl with a complicated expression, and hurriedly ordered someone to inform Zhu Yan's little girl.
"Third Sister Li, does it hurt?" Su Luoyi's face turned pale, and a layer of sweat appeared on his smooth forehead.
"Third sister, how are you injured?" Li Jiao sobbed.
Ouyang Weiyu walked over, took out a snow-white handkerchief and handed it over: "Miss Lisan, press it with this." β
Qiao Zhao let go of his hand, took the handkerchief handed over by Ouyang Weiyu, and reluctantly said, "Thank you-"
She secretly made countless mental preparations, but she didn't expect it to hurt badly, she was already numb just now, and now she slowly feels the pain.
The moment Qiao Zhao let go of his hand, the wound on the right side of her face appeared in front of the person, and the exclamations suddenly came one after another, and every girl who saw the wound on her face turned pale with fright.
"God, there was a cut, or on the face, is Miss Li San disfigured?"
"Look at that wound is very serious, no matter how good the cloud cream cream is, it will scar, and Miss Li San will be in trouble in the future."
"Oh, that's patheticβ"
The gossip and gossip converged into a murmur, like countless mosquitoes and flies buzzing in Jiang Shiran's ears, Jiang Shiran closed his eyes and said loudly: "Shut up!" β
The scene suddenly fell silent, and countless eyes were cast on Jiang Shiran.
Jiang Shiran became more and more angry, raised her bow and pointed at Qiao Zhao and said, "She must have moved indiscriminately, otherwise I wouldn't have missed!" β
The women didn't say a word, but they sneered in their hearts: she is worthy of being the daughter of the commander of the Jinlan Guard, and she is really unparalleled by flying so far. I'm afraid that even the princess is standing here, and she won't be so arrogant in the face of the injured girl, and she doesn't even have a perfunctory apology, and she puts the blame on the victim.
Not all the women present had a good impression of Qiao Zhao, but how important the appearance of the girl's family was, seeing it ruined with her own eyes, it was inevitable that she would feel sympathy, and in the face of Jiang Shiran's aggressiveness, she had the psychology of hatred and hatred.
These people are either from the family of Wenchen and military generals or from the family of Xungui, only Jiang Shiran's father is very special, so special that everyone respects three points, but it is difficult to belong to any faction.
Qiao Zhao seemed to have become an outsider, looking at the silent accusations of Jiang Shiran by the women with a blank face.
She wanted to laugh a little, but she didn't dare to touch the wound, so she could only think in her heart: she still likes this kind of killing two birds with one stone.
Even if her identity is not as noble as that of everyone present, she is also the daughter of an official eunuch, in order to embarrass her, Jiang Shiran proposed to let her be a target, how could she have considered her dignity and feelings? If she was just a real thirteen-year-old girl, I'm afraid she would have made a fool of her.
No matter how good Jiang Shiran's archery skills are, no matter how foolproof she thinks she is, it is a great disrespect to the person being taught. In the final analysis, Jiang Shiran raised this topic, making things difficult is secondary, and the more important thing is to show Miss Jiang's superb archery skills, and win a full house.
Miss Qiao learned a lot from her grandfather, but she never learned how to write the words "obedient", and it would be strange if someone who wanted to step on her dignity and show her face could really do it.
"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Shiran was not stupid, she was embarrassed by the silent accusations of the women, but she couldn't find out which one to question, and finally pointed the finger at Qiao Zhao, "You speak, did you shoot off because you moved around?" β
"Enough!" Yang Houcheng was finally furious, walked between Qiao Zhao and Jiang Shiran in a few steps, and said to Jiang Shiran with a black face, "Are you still reasonable for hurting people?" Who gave you so much confidence to use a living person as a target? Is your dad? β
Yang Houcheng likes to dance and play with guns and sticks since he was a child, and he rarely participates in the parties of those sons and buddies, and knows even fewer girls, but Jiang Shiran has known him since he was a child. There is no other reason, the Queen Mother is his aunt and grandmother, he was often called into the palace to play as a child, so he naturally met Jiang Shiran, who also entered the palace often.
"Y-what are you all doing?" It's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to her like this, and Jiang Shiran was annoyed and angry.
"There are shovels on uneven roads, and there are people to take care of uneven things, and it is better for me to be nosy than for you to cause trouble!" Looking at the blood on Qiao Zhao's face, Yang Houcheng was so angry that he didn't save any face for Jiang Shiran.
Zhu Yan's eyes flashed slightly, as if he had met Yang Houcheng for the first time, and looked at him deeply.
In the past, this friend of my brother gave her the impression that she was a person who was very arrogant and had no heart, but now it seems that such a person is also good, at least better than her brother's anxious person!
Zhu Yan glanced at his brother.
When she is stupid, don't look at her brother's casual look, that is, fooling outsiders, but in fact, she doesn't know how much to worry about, and she doesn't see that the green tendons on her hands have popped out.
She said that the fifth brother and the third girl must have known each other.
These thoughts flashed in Zhu Yan's heart, and Zhu Yan glanced at her.
The two brothers and sisters had a good heart, Zhu Yan quickly understood what Zhu Yan meant, and stepped forward to support Qiao Zhao: "Third Miss Li, I'll help you go to the house and wait first." β
She got closer, saw better, and couldn't help biting her lower lip.
How painful this should be, Miss Li San didn't say a word!
"No need." Qiao Zhao opened his mouth and looked at Du Feixue, who was the master, "Miss Du, I want to say goodbye." β
Du Feixue's face changed: "How can this work, if you go back like this, doesn't it make people laugh at our uncle's mansion?" β
"Yes, third sister, you have a lot of blood on your face, why do you have to wait for the doctor to treat the wound before going home." Li Jiao followed and persuaded.
Qiao Zhao took the handkerchief and gently pressed the wound, with a resolute expression: "No, I have to go home and deal with it." β
"That's not okay, you're doing this to make it difficult for me. You were injured in our house and went back like this, so what should others think of our uncle? Du Feixue paused for a moment, feeling that it was a bit ruthless to say this, and added, "What's more, you treat the wound first so that it won't become infected, and you will be able to recover better in the future." β
"Everyone present can testify that I want to go back, and I won't blame Miss Du." His cheeks hurt more and more, but the sweat from Qiao Zhao's palms was cold, and after saying this, he owed his body and was about to leave.