The ancient painting fan was playing with the grass on the ground, and suddenly thought of a question, so he said, "General, there is something I want to ask you." ”

Chunyuan Lanxu was squatting to redress the wound on her calf, and when she heard this, she paused and said, "Ask." ”

Gu Hua Fan pursed his lips and said thoughtfully: "General, how did you know that I would be in danger?" ”

She was curious.

Chunyuan Lanxu's subordinates kept moving, and said softly: "Knowing is knowing, you don't have to ask." ”

The ancient painting fan pursed his mouth when he heard this, but he didn't continue to ask. Now you're the boss, whatever you say, she's a little cripple and has to count on him to be a young man!

Chun Yuan Lan Xu lowered his head, but there was a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, and he tore off another piece of fabric from the hem of his clothes and tied a simple knot on the calf of the ancient painting fan.

Gu Huafan looked at his robe that seemed to be priceless, but in fact it was even more valuable, and ended up with the fate of wrapping her wounds, and silently chanted Amitabha Buddha for it in his heart!

Looking at the neat cloth bandaged on his calf, and then looking at the rough bandaging technique on his arm, the ancient painting fan was very backbone at the moment and tore off a piece of his skirt.

Under Chun Yuanlan's puzzled gaze, he reached out and pulled his arm, carefully untying the cloth on his arm.

The skin and flesh were stuck to the cloth, the ancient painting fan frowned, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out of it for him to be removed little by little. The moment it was torn off, the ancient painting fan only felt cold sweat all over his body.

"Doesn't it hurt, I'm sorry—" Gu Hua Fan said guiltily.

didn't listen to him, the ancient painting fan looked up at him, but it crashed into a pair of smiling eyes.

The ancient painting fan hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at it again. He bandaged him neatly and tied a beautiful bow.

Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, the ancient painting fan exhaled deeply.

Chunyuan Lan Xu looked at her immature face, reached out and rubbed the soft hair on the top of her head, and quickly withdrew his hand.

The ancient painting fan looked at his face in a daze, but there was a trace of warmth in his heart.

In the distant sky, a magnificent fireworks suddenly exploded. The ancient painting fan looked up suddenly, and was puzzled, but when he saw Chunyuan Lanxu beside him, he immediately stood up, and took out a finger-thick bamboo tube from his sleeve and pointed it at the sky. Just listen to the whoosh, and an equally magnificent fireworks explode in the air.

The ancient painting fan seemed to understand something, but when he saw Chunyuan Lan Xu turn around and pick up the ancient painting fan, he walked in the direction of the fireworks that had just exploded.

The ancient painting fan hugged his neck, pursed his lips and looked at his side face quietly, without saying a word. Because she knew that when the people who answered them came, they would be able to leave this hellish place immediately. But the mood was unusually dull.

Slowly resting his head on his shoulder, he closed his eyes, and a faint sigh crossed his heart.

As expected, the person who answered them came, and they were safe.

Listening to many people around respectfully calling the person holding her 'master', and asking him for guilt in fear.

As for him, his footsteps without saying a word did not stop, but the atmosphere of slaughter around him still strongly infected everyone and the ancient painting fan.

Gu Huafan only felt that her heart was extremely heavy at this moment, she closed her eyes tightly, and wanted to cover her ears even more, she didn't want to see or hear these words.

She just thought that he was still the man who could let her beat and scold and joke without pressure. After yesterday's events, he has now become the general, His Royal Highness Wang Qi. Those uncontrollable emotions are rapidly spreading in the bottom of her heart, intertwined, and she can't breathe.

Before you know it, your hands have clenched into fists, and you are covered in cold sweat. The ancient painting fan felt that his mouth was filled with the smell of blood. It turned out that I had bitten my lip somewhere, but I didn't feel much pain.

"What, thirsty and want to drink blood?"

The teasing sound of Chunyuan Lanxu sounded in his ears.

Gu Huafan opened his eyes but found that he was in the carriage at the moment, and he was hugging him tightly and sitting on his lap.

His heart skipped half a beat all of a sudden, and he quickly let go of his neck and moved back, but the rear position was suspended in the air, and he suddenly fell and squatted.

The ancient painting fan wailed, softening his ass, and looking at him who was chuckling sadly.

Who will sue her, is the way this plot opened is not quite right?

Chunyuan Lanxu chuckled, then got up and picked her up and placed her on the soft collapse on the side, and said, "I didn't react for a while, who would have thought that you would fall down by yourself." ”

"General, it's not funny at all!" The ancient painting fan muttered with a black face.

Hearing this, Chunyuan Lanxu chuckled even more: "Okay, good, it's not funny, did you fall somewhere, is there anything wrong?" ”

I fell my butt and it hurts, can you still rub it for me? The ancient painting fanned the belly and slandered.

Facing his smiling eyes, all the words of the ancient painting fan were held back, and he pursed his lips and did not speak.

The carriage bumped all the way, and soon arrived in the imperial city.

I didn't go home at night again, and the next day I was sent home by His Royal Highness the Seventh.

Sitting in the living room, the ancient painting fan honestly pretended to be dead, but his ears listened to the conversation between Mu Chongying and Chunyuan Lanxu word for word.

After some conversation, Chunyuan Lanxu explained the reason for her injury clearly, but did not talk about the few hours they were together. mentioned why he came to the rescue in time, but it was only a passing sentence.

Hearing that such a thing happened last night, Mu Chongying's expression also became heavy. A decision has been quietly made in mind.

The last sentence fell, and Chunyuan Lanxu opened his mouth to leave. Mu Chongying got up to see them off, and the ancient painting fan watched them disappear from sight.

This time he didn't run around, but sat honestly and waited. Sure enough, within a while, she saw Mu Chongying, and her uncle walked quickly towards the living room, and when she entered the house, she closed all the doors of the living room by the way.

"Painting a fan, how does the wound feel?" Mu Chongying sat down and asked.

The ancient painting fanned his head and said softly: "The wound is not deep, it will heal soon." There is a condolence from Lord Lao Guogong. ”

Hearing this, Mu Chongying sighed heavily, and then said: "Painting a fan, there are some things that my uncle didn't want to tell you, but right now, I have to say it!" ”

The ancient painting fan looked up suspiciously, waiting for the following.

Mu Chongying's eyes turned pale, staring at the unknown ahead, as if he had fallen into a long memory.

"Mingyue has always been the pearl of my Mu family, since she was a child, she is smart and kind-hearted, her appearance is first-class, and there are countless suitors. She has loved medicine since she was a child, and has been working hard to learn medical skills, just wanting to walk the rivers and lakes and purify all sentient beings. But she is the pearl of my Qi State Mansion, and she is destined to marry the prince and grandson in the future, this is her fate! But she has not been constrained in discipline since she was a child, and at the age of eighteen, in order to avoid the person who came to her door to propose relatives, she went away. Although I am usually harsh with her, she is my only sister and my only relative, so how can I not worry. So he sent people everywhere to look for him, but to no avail. ”

Gu Huafan listened quietly, looking at Mu Chongying's heavy expression, she knew that it was a sad story about her mother.