Chapter 200: Return to the Field
Xie Wu didn't blink, watched the man fall in a pool of blood, and smiled a little apologetically.
She may not have said that in addition to her brilliant medical skills and excellent piano music, she also practiced martial arts very seriously.
In her previous life, she had learned some superficial moves as exercise because of her frailty, and later in Qindi, she pestered the drama company to learn some actual combat experience, although she was still weak and unable to use a sword, her ability to observe was not bad.
Moreover, she screamed in front of everyone, the assassin ambushed her, but because she was surprised, and besides, she couldn't do without barberry's quick reaction, which was really nothing unusual.
Xie Wei gathered his clothes, raised his eyes and glanced at Jing Xuan, slightly chin down, bypassed the blood stains on the ground, and entered the hut on the city tower.
When the two attendants saw her come in, they bowed in unison and saluted, "Madam." β
The lamps in the house are lit, and the interior is brightly reflected.
The main hall of the meeting, as well as the side rooms on the east and west sides for the generals to rest for a while, are very simple and can be seen under the lights.
Xie Wu looked at it for a while, knowing that there was no one in the house, so he suddenly asked, "Where is Yan Yao?" β
"Yao is under the city." The maidservant on the left boldly replied, "Madame is looking for ......"
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Xie Wu, "The little maid still knows that Mrs. Worry?" β
Xie Yue's voice was a little cold, very different from her usual gentle and indifferent voice, which made the maid raise her head in a daze, trying to see if she had mistaken someone else for a lady.
As soon as he raised his head, he looked at Shang's sorrowful gaze that seemed to be smiling, his heart was cold, he hurriedly lowered his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Slave, slave knows ......"
"I know that I am worried about my wife. Yao is a concubine, do you want to find Yao so far? Xie Wei sat down next to the bookcase, picked up a small pottery bowl, and raised his eyes to look at the other stunned maidservant, "General Sima, please tell me here." β
The maidservant hurriedly answered, and hurried out of the house, where she met her companion who was in distress.
The two poor maidens looked at each other. I don't know why the usually gentle lady suddenly changed her temperament. This terrifying appearance is like a seven points like his own mound.
Xie Wei said it very easily, she is a lady. And Yan Yao is a concubine, even if she doesn't look for Yan Yao, Yan Yao has to wait in front of her, and now she wants to find Yan Yao by name. Yan Yao naturally rushed to her in a hurry.
Can...... Yan Yao is not a simple concubine.
Although they don't know a lot of inside information, they also know vaguely. This Yan Yao, even Jing Xuan is a little jealous.
They can't afford to offend such people, but they can't afford to offend the young lady inside.
As for solving worries, I have to chat with Sima Shang. That's even more unreasonable.
How could she, a young girl's house, have a long conversation with a man at night?
The two maidservants looked at each other in distress, and finally made a compromise decision - to tell Jing Xuan about these two things first.
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Jing Xuan, Xiangfu Ling, Sima Shang and others stood at the head of the city to discuss things. Huang Yao said as usual that he was not sick, and Jing Xuan didn't bother to invite him again.
I've heard the trembling reports of the two maidservants. Jing Xuan just smiled casually, relieved his worries about this girl, and didn't lose his temper with him, but went back to the house to anger the two maids...... It's naΓ―ve.
"General Sima." Jing Xuan nodded to Sima Shang, "Worry and the general are old acquaintances, the two of them haven't seen each other for many years, and they should really say goodbye." β
"Whoa." Sima Shang should go down, and follow the two maids to the residence where they can relieve their worries.
Xiangfu Mausoleum leaned against the female wall, and the body of the assassin had been dragged down, and the blood on the ground had been cleaned, leaving only a pool of clear water and a faint smell of blood in the air.
A human life is so gently and ingeniously gone.
Relieve the worries of that girl, take people's lives, and she is as light and clever as saving people.
At the beginning in Qindi, she was also so decisive, but the girl at that time was still a little sharp that could not be concealed, like an unpolished piece of jade, with sharp edges and corners; Today, she is like a round and moist pearl, covered with a layer of mysterious and melancholy brilliance, and she is more and more charming.
This girl is the person he admires the most over the years, her talent, her character, is really a strategist.
Xiangfuling thought about it, and suddenly asked, "Mound, where is Yan Yao?" β
Jing Xuan was stunned, relieved his worries and anger, and made a fuss about looking for Yan Yao's bad luck, why did Xiangfu Ling also come to join in the fun?
Yan Yao is just a deal with him, and he doesn't care where she goes.
"Worrying is never a child, looking for Yanyao...... Xiangfuling looked around the city and shook his head, "Worry can be a strategist." β
Jing Xuan was woken up by him, and the scene of the assassin calmly drinking through the assassin resurfaced in front of him.
She is so calm, so solemn, how could such a girl go back to the house to find a concubine after killing someone lightly and skillfully?
A woman who can play with human life between applause will not be interested in the pinching between the women in the house, Yan Yao and solve their worries, they should all be such women.
So, why did you think of Yan Yao?
Could it be that she is suspicious because of the matter of Fang Cai?
What was she suspicious?
Jing Xuan closed his eyes and thought for a long time.
The night became darker and darker, and it was only after a long time that his cold voice came from the night, "Lin, send someone to monitor Yan Yao." β
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Inside, the soft flickering light of the lamps kept the darkness out.
Xie Wei sat in front of the desk with a smile, and boiled wine with a focused expression, "General Sima, don't say anything for ten years." β
"Yes, yes." Sima Shang hugged his fist and sat down with a big grin, "The medical woman controls life and death, and her demeanor is still the same." β
He hadn't looked carefully at Xie Jie's worries, only then did he realize that she had grown from a young girl at that time to a beautiful girl; She not only has the roughness and perseverance of the Zhao people, but also the beauty and freshness of Jiangnan.
However, what Sima Shang admires more than her appearance of relieving worries is still her heart-wrenching bearing that can determine life and death in a single word.
Spanning thousands of miles, there are not many such women, and this extremely excellent girl is a Zhao Ji, and she is now working hard to restore the society of Zhao State, which really makes a bloody man like him ashamed of himself, and he throws himself to the ground.
Xie Wei smiled gently, held the clay pot in his small hand, pulled the mellow turbid wine out of a graceful arc, poured it into the pottery bowl steadily, and handed it to Sima Shang.
"Thank you." Sima Shang smiled at her, he had already heard his subordinates say that relieving worries is not only about making wine, but also about the skill of cooking wine.
"General Sima." Xie Wei rolled up his sleeves, sat back upright, lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly, "Go back to the field." β
(To be continued.) )
ps: I'm going to take the test next weekend~ So, add more to next week. ()