"Call the doctor!"

With a loud shout from the Marquis of Duanding, everyone in the room came back to their senses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What are you doing in a daze, carrying people to bed!"

"Oh oh oh!" And the people hurried to call the doctor, and the one who carried the man to the bed was carried to the bed, and the one who packed up the wine jar was put away.

A small steamed bun protruded from Duanmuling's skull in an instant, and the trend that could be seen with the naked eye was constantly developing in the direction of big steamed buns.

Looking at the victim again, he was already embarrassed, and now his face was pale and motionless, so he followed ...... Someone took advantage of the old marquis's turn to quietly stretch out their fingers and probe under his nose, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's okay, it's alive.

This time, the person was not drunk, but really fainted.

Hey, a basin of water is a disaster!

The doctor came, and he checked the pulse, lifted the eyelids, and examined the wound. The conclusion was that there was nothing serious, the main thing was that he drank too much alcohol and was depressed, coupled with the blow of external forces, which led to a coma.

Therefore, the prince fainted, and the culprit was not the basin, but the heart was already traumatized. That smash is only a secondary factor.

This movement was not small, and Mrs. Duanding Hou was summoned.

As soon as the mother saw her son's half-dead appearance, she immediately put all her anger on Duanding Houye. While wiping his tears, he scolded: "Is there such a ruthless father as you? He's just in a bad mood and drinks a little wine, and you're going to stone him to death, and you'll be happy when he's dead. ”

Duanding Hou Ye really fell into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it away, "It was an accident, how could I smash him!" ”

"What an accident, then this injury is fake! Although he was a little naughty, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary! How can you be so ruthless, are you going to smash me too? ”

The subordinate standing outside shook his eyebrows, the prince is known as the little overlord of the capital, if he is just naughty, as for people who are afraid of ghosts and ghosts, give way!

Duanding Hou Ye is really a head and two big, and it is really tiring to reason with women. "I said it all, it was an accident, and the doctor also said that he was fine."

"It's okay, it's not a big deal, you smash your own head to see."

"......" Duanding Hou Ye was instigated, he really wouldn't smash his own brain.

It's not that he's afraid of pain, it's that he's not sick!

Why smash yourself if you're not sick. It's not to test whether your brain is hard or not.

All right! Reasoning with women, he thinks he is also sick. Especially reasoning with a woman who has lost her mind, she is even more terminally ill. I simply threw up my sleeves and walked out of the room, and waited for my wife to calm down, and then explained it well!

Let's talk about today's incident, he was also unlucky, and he almost killed himself no matter how he grabbed a basin.

His troublesome son was even more unlucky, and he was almost killed in his sleep when he was drunk.

The damn thing is still that basin, it doesn't fly in so many places in the room, how can it fly to his son's head!

The room was quiet, and Hachixia hurriedly ran in to serve.

While wiping her son's face, Mrs. Duanding asked, "Why did he drink like this?" No wonder I haven't seen anyone else these days. ”

Baxia really wanted to say, madam, didn't you quarrel with the prince just now, saying that the prince was smashed like this? How did it become like drinking in a blink of an eye!

"The slave doesn't know, it seems that the master came back from the Jing family, and something is wrong."

"Didn't you follow him all day, how could you not know?"

Eight times made a bitter face, "Madame forgives me, the slave really doesn't know." ”

He is not the shadow of the master, and the master does not take him with him all the time, where does he know so clearly.

However, his intuition told him that the appearance of the master was eighty percent related to the young lady of the Yun family. From childhood to adulthood, he only saw that his master could lose control and be decadent for her.

But can you make the master look like this loveless, I don't know what that young lady has done?

Mrs. Duanding turned her head and instructed him, "Go, call me Qishang." ”

"Oh, yes."

That's right! If you want to know all the things about the master, I'm afraid he can't compare to the seven who follow the master in the dark all the time! Why didn't he think to ask this person.

Hey, it's still Mrs. Wise, and she found the key to the problem at once.

***

Duanmu Ling slept until the evening before waking up.

The room was already lit up, and the flickering light reflected on the brocade bedspread, glowing with soft waves, smooth as the calm surface of a lake.

"Hmm." Duanmu Ling rubbed his head, why does it hurt so much?

Isn't it just getting drunk? It's not like I haven't been drunk before, why does my skull seem to have been cracked.

Baxia was coming in with medicine, and when he saw his master with a pair of very painful eyes, he said happily: "Master, you are awake." Thank goodness you're awake. ”

Duanmu Ling propped up his upper body, his face twisted. "I said eight times, how does it feel wrong on my side!"

Ba blinked his eyes twice in embarrassment, and swished: "Master, you must have just woken up, so you feel pain." After drinking the medicine, I will be fine after a little more sleep. ”

Duanmu Ling's fox eyes stared at him, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile of unknown meaning. "Did I say my head was wrong because it hurt?"

Don't admit yourself.

Also, why do I need to take medicine? He's not sick.

Also, why can't he touch his own hair, but touch the strip of cloth wrapped around his head!

"Honestly, what's wrong with me?"

Baxia was still embarrassed and said, "Master, you are very good, but you are overdrunk, so you have a headache." The doctor prescribed some hangover decoction, which would be more comfortable after drinking. ”

Duanmu Ling stared at him and said, "Go, bring me the mirror." ”

"Grand......" Eight times constipated.

"Go!" Duanmu Ling shouted.

"Oh! Be. Eight hurriedly went to get the mirror on the table, and then reluctantly handed it to his master.

Duanmu Ling snatched it, looked left and right at the inside and outside of his wrapped head, which looked like a zongzi, glanced at it eight times, and then untied the strip of cloth on his head.

"Master, no." Baxia hurriedly stopped it, but was glared at by Duanmu Ling, and obediently shut up.

Round after round, when all the strips of cloth were removed, Duanmu Ling felt a lot lighter in his head. Pick up the mirror again and look left and look again, "Eight times, why does Young Master Ben think that this face is not the same as before!" ”

Ba shook the corners of his mouth, "Master, you are handsome and chic, personable, and dignified, you are the most handsome young master in the capital." Hehe. ”

"Then you tell me," Duanmu Ling looked up at him, pointing to his head, "Where did I get this horn thing?" ”

On Duanmu Ling's smooth head, a top-shaped thing stood upright, like a unicorn, across the left side of the brain.

"Oops!" Eight times I knelt down tightly, and my voice was anxious and panicked. "Master, it's none of my business! It's Hou Hou Hou...... Ah, it's not me, me...... It's Ye, you're drunk, and Master Hou is here to wake you up. Master, I don't want to splash you, Hou Ye ordered me. And then I grabbed the pots......"

Eight said while dancing with his hands.

"That's enough." Duanmu Ling roared angrily, "What a mess, let me tell me in detail from beginning to end." To let Young Master Ben know who made Young Master Ben like this, Young Master Ben picked his skin. ”

"Crackle." With a bang, eight times were like an electric shock, and they were petrified on the spot.