Chapter 90: Grace will take revenge
Jun He suddenly regretted that he wanted to go back with the Eagle Falcon King.
People were slapped in public, and now they definitely don't want to see people, and they even took the initiative to rub up. However, it was inconvenient to refuse, so he quietly asked Junyi for a box of magnolia paste that desilted and revitalized blood, and got into the carriage of the Eagle Falcon King with some trepidation.
Then sure enough, I saw that the face of the prince, who had been able to charm a large number of women wherever he walked when he was young, was crisscrossed with faces, and he was very miserable with a handkerchief to wipe the blood that continued to ooze from the corners of his mouth.
The prince saw Jun He get into the car and instructed the coachman to move forward, and then said, "The matter is settled." ”
"Does it hurt?" Jun He asked cautiously.
"I'll slap you, will you try?"
Jun He silently rolled his eyes in his heart, he must not have remembered, he gave her two slaps when they met for the second time.
Jun He nodded, and carefully took out the box of magnolia paste and handed it to the Eagle Falcon King.
"Lord Wang, why don't I help you take medicine first?"
"No, it's not that serious, and the swelling will almost go down tomorrow. As he spoke, the Falcon King took the small tin box and stuffed it into his sleeve.
"The emperor is inevitably too unkind. ”
"Hitting someone in the face was originally meant to show others. ”
"Don't you think about the prince's face at all?"
"If you are rich and powerful, you will naturally have face, a prince without quality, do you think that if you don't have this matter, how much face will others give you?" the Eagle Falcon King laughed, and then said, "I have lived to this age, and face or something has long been the least important thing." ”
Jun He nodded, once again seeing the hot and cold state of the officialdom, she was glad that Hong Zhiyan was not interested in it at all.
"However, you make the emperor and queen think that I have a bad idea of you, and it is too ......" The Eagle Falcon King thought for a moment, pondering what words to find to describe it.
"Just let the emperor think that the prince is ridiculous, can't you reduce his suspicion a little?"
"So I'm going to thank you?"
Halfway through the carriage, the Falcon King ordered the car to stop, explaining, "It's not on the way, you go back in your own carriage, I don't want to worry your mother like this, and I don't have to let Ying Tian know about it." ”
"What if someone asks?"
"No one will ask, you just don't know what you should do. ”
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The carriage of the Eagle Falcon King stopped at Shuhuazhuang, and Naitake had moved here since he was injured, and he had ordered that all food, clothing, shelter and transportation should be carried out by her, and that he could not send anyone to send a letter out except that he could not go out.
After Murong Ling was injured, he spent most of his time in Murong Ling's Lixiang Garden, and Shuhuazhuang here only came once in a while to solve his desires and leave.
So when I heard that he was here today, Naizhu only wore a pink gauze on the outside of his belly pocket when he came out, and then he was startled by the scars on the prince's face.
"I'll go get ice water, and the prince will sit down first. ”
Natake pressed the Falcon King to his chair, and quickly brought a basin of cold water with ice cubes floating and a few clean white towels, and saw that the Falcon King was still holding a box of magnolia cream in his hand, so he brought it to apply it to his face.
"Who is so bold and dares to do something to the prince. She said with disgust.
"The emperor has an order, and a seven-grade little eunuch can do it. ”
"It's excessive. Natake said distressedly.
"I've been taking refuge from you these days. ”
"Really?" Naizhu immediately turned his worries into joy, then quickly lowered his head and hurriedly explained, "I don't mean anything else, I'm worried about the prince." ”
"Hmm. ”
Seeing that the Falcon King stopped talking, she picked him up, lay down on the bed, and slipped herself between the other's legs.
The Falcon King quietly enjoyed her service, and felt that it was a good decision to keep her in the first place.
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In the following days, Jun He counted his fingers, and every day was full of worries, that is, worried about Lingxi's condition, and worried about whether Hong Zhiyan would contract smallpox, and a month later, the epidemic was finally controlled, all the fabrics of Su Xiuting were destroyed, and the government no longer cared about the homes of dignitaries and nobles, and all the patients were forced to live in isolation centers.
This also includes Lingxi.
Hanging pot medical hall.
"Sister Lingxi is now living in the isolation center, we are really not at ease, Zhiyan, can you take me and the Snow Shadow Gongzi with you when you go today?" Jun He begged, Lingxi lived in the isolation center for two days, not to mention the Snow Shadow, she couldn't sit still, so she pulled the Snow Shadow to find Hong Zhiyan.
Snow Shadow seemed calmer, although she looked haggard, she didn't mean to force Hong Zhiyan.
However, this made Hong Zhiyan feel that he could not refuse.
"Let's go see Sister Lingxi, she's okay, we'll leave right away." ”
Hong Zhiyan had no choice but to nod, and outside the isolation center, the three of them wrapped white veils around their mouths and noses before entering.
Hong Zhiyan inquired about someone, and soon found Lingxi's room with familiarity.
Jun He and Lingxi said a few words, then left all the time for Xue Ying and Lingxi to talk to him, and he and Hong Zhiyan were at the door, asking him about Lingxi's condition.
"Miss Luo's condition is not the most serious, just a few cases that have recovered, and there are more serious cases than Miss Luo, so it should be fine. Hong Zhiyan comforted her.
Hearing him say this, Jun He's heart was a little more stable, if something happened to Lingxi, it would definitely be a big blow to Xue Ying.
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard a voice.
"Dr. Hong, is that you?"
Jun He and Hong Zhiyan looked over together, he was a middle-aged man in his forties, and he felt a little familiar, but he really couldn't remember it.
"Mr. Qu. Hong Zhiyan recognized him, "Why are you here?"
Qu is not a big surname, Jun He suddenly remembered that Hong Zhiyan seemed to have a patient surnamed Qu, but it was not this middle-aged man, but a teenager, once he was pushed to the abdomen by a cow, and even the intestines flowed out of the wound, and people who saw it said that they couldn't save it, but Hong Zhiyan still stopped the bleeding in time and pulled the boy back from the line of life and death.
The middle-aged man in front of him must be the young man's father.
The man surnamed Qu was a little helpless to lift the veil, and Jun He couldn't help but quietly retreat when he saw the red spots on his face.
"I'll do my best to save you. Hong Zhiyan said.
"Don't you remember that you caused me smallpox?" Mr. Qu sneered.
Hong Zhiyan and Jun He glanced at each other, looking a little puzzled.
"There was a child diagnosed with smallpox in the Hanging Pot Hospital that day, but you didn't let us leave, and we stayed with the child until the prefect took us away, and it must have been infected to me at that time. ”
"After the child was diagnosed, he was carried to another room, and there was no direct contact with you, so theoretically he would not have infected you, and if he was infected at that time, in fact, the time was not right. Hong Zhiyan explained.
"If you don't quibble there, you hurt me!" Mr. Qu suddenly became excited, and then ripped off the veil on Hong Zhiyan's face and spit on Hong Zhiyan's face.
Everything happened in an instant, and only then did the people in the isolation center have time to step forward and hold Mr. Qu down fiercely, and he wanted to twist the room.
"Hong Zhiyan, if you kill me, I will also pull you along!" Mr. Qu still scolded when he was escorted away.
"Zhiyan, ignore him. Jun He hurriedly grabbed Hong Zhiyan's arm and comforted, but was pushed away by the other party.
She was a little overwhelmed and wanted to step forward again, but the Snow Shadow who rushed out of the news had already grabbed her arms and motioned for her not to go over.
"Fangcai's saliva is in his mouth, isn't it?" asked Snow Shadow.
Hong Zhiyan turned to look at them, and Jun He noticed that he was no longer as gentle as before, but a little helpless.