The car in which Marco was riding was in a mess, with two broken arms falling out of the car, but the people were still in the car, and they had already passed out.

Nie Shuyao wanted to step forward to stop the bleeding for them, but was pulled by Song Yunfei and said, "Lengzi, stop the bleeding for them and send them to the hospital." ”

"Wan'er go and help, Marco will leave it to me." Nie Shuyao also said that she knew that Song Yunfei didn't want to let herself do these things.

The two of them came to Marco, who was injured and kept crying, and his injuries were relatively serious, but fortunately the arm was fine, and the wound was white, and it would be fine if it was healed well.

Song Yunfei directly tore Marco's robe into strips and handed it to her, and said sharply: "Marco, you are not dead yet, what is your name?" ”

It seemed that Marco had just come out of his fear, and shut up when he saw that it was him, but this silence was destroyed by the pain of the bandaging after only a moment, and he said without hesitation: "Ahhhh Knife! Such a big knife ....... ”

Then came the grunt in Portuguese, which seemed to describe how big and terrifying the knife was.

Nie Shuyao simply gave him hemostatic medicine, bandaged it and said, "This is our Da Ming's knife, there are bigger ones than this, which are used to cut off heads." ”

She knew that the swords of the European nobles at this time were slender and long, and most of them were used to show off, not to kill the enemy, and muskets were widely used there. So he was frightened to see such a big knife to cut people, if he hadn't run fast, his arm would have been gone.

But Nie Shuyao still wanted to scare him again, and although the attack was strange, it also gave her a direction to intimidate them. Let them know that in the distant and rich ancient country of the East, it is not a bad thing that the people here are both civilized and barbaric. Da Ming at this time. The application of firearms is no worse than theirs.

After Leng Zi and Jiang Wan'er dealt with the wounded over there, Song Yunfei also helped Ma Ke to get into the carriage here.

Then, Song Yunfei got off the lane: "Traces." Protect the lady and return home. ”

Nie Shuyao walked down from the place where the carriage was escorted behind the four-wheeled carriage, which was originally a place reserved for the escort person, but at this time there were two cloth rolls, that is, rain cloths. And that's where the shadow came out.

"Could it be that the Darksword is hiding here, too?" Nie Shuyao asked curiously.

Song Yunfei said: "Yes, they are secret guards, and learning to hide anywhere is the first lesson they learn. ”

"Oh. Terrible! Be careful, let's go back to Houfu first. ”

Song Yunfei sent her out of the alley. After getting into an ordinary carriage, he ordered two carriages to drive to the nearest medical center.

In the ordinary carriage, Nie Shuyao and Jiang Wan'er sat on the side. Across from them was Trace. She was looking at the guard with a smile.

The Dark Guard, as the name suggests, is a guard in the dark, and generally cannot see the light. The trace shadow may also be due to the fact that he has been in the dark for a long time, and his face is relatively pale. Looks pretty good. She thinks it's at least more durable than Lengzi. Because the eyes are bigger than the flutes.

Jiang Wan'er is also looking at the traces, she is a chivalrous woman in the rivers and lakes, and she doesn't know what it means to be shy, except for when facing Jiang Yi, of course.

Therefore, the trace shadow was stared at by the two women so directly, and the white face quickly turned red. But the basic skill of being a secret guard is that Tarzan collapses in front of him without changing his face, and bravely rushes forward to save his master from danger.

So, the face is red though. Still tense, looking to the side without squinting. On one side was an oil lamp hanging in the carriage.

"Poof!" Nie Shuyao was finally amused by his appearance.

When she laughed, Jiang Wan'er couldn't help laughing.

As they smiled, Scarlet's face turned even redder.

Nie Shuyao said: "Trace, how old are you?" ”

The corners of Scar's mouth twitched slightly, but he still replied, "Nineteen." ”

"Oh, it's not small. Can you marry? ”

Trace Shadow said: "The dark guard is not allowed to marry while in office. ”

Nie Shuyao said again: "Well, then there is a girl in the picture?" ”

Traces were speechless.

"Yes, right? If you have anything, just tell your wife, I'll be a matchmaker for you! When you retire, I will marry you. Nie Shuyao heard that he was not young, and immediately thought of it. Anyway, there are a lot of maids waiting to get married, and he is not the only one.

“……。” Scarlet's face turned red again.

Back in Feiyunju, Nie Shuyao heard Song Yuan's cry and Dong Ling's voice scolding her.

"Madam, where have you gone, it's really distressing that Yuan'er can't see her mother crying. This ruthless mother! Yuan'er is good, we don't miss her anymore, good girl! ”

Nie Shuyao had long known that this child would always cry every time he woke up if he couldn't see her. I thought I would come back soon, but who knew that something would happen on the road.

The child's crying also made her feel distressed, Nie Shuyao hurriedly walked two steps, stepped forward and hugged Song Yuan, who was crying with a red face, in her arms, "Don't cry, don't cry!" Mommy is back! ”

Dong Ling pursed her lips and looked at her repeatedly, "What mother?" Let the child be called a mother! ”

Nie Shuyao smiled, glanced at Bizhu, who was also smiling on the side, and said, "Mom is so good, Mom is Mom!" ”

Song Yuan was kissed twice by her, and immediately stopped crying, and was amused by her to giggle.

"Alright, it's time for us to get something to eat." Nie Shuyao carried her son into the inner room to breastfeed.

Dong Ling shook her head at her, looked at Bizhu and said, "Our lady is like this, she is still playful like a child." In the future, I will ask my old sister to bear more, I will return to our wife sooner or later. ”

Bizhu also knew that Dong Ling was the person next to Nie Shuyao's godmother, so she said modestly: "The eldest sister is serious. Such a master has a human touch, and Bizhu can't ask for it. ”

Dong Ling nodded, no matter who she is, judging from her observations in the past two days, Bizhu is a successful person. When the little master didn't need much people around her, she went back to Qinglian Jushi.

As soon as Nie Shuyao settled the child, Song Ze pestered him again, "Auntie, auntie" and kept screaming. Fortunately, Song Qian is a sensible person who helps Nie Shuyao coax the child. After this giggle, he did not give up until the two children were so tired that they fell asleep on the bed again.

"Whew!" Nie Shuyao and Song Qian glanced at each other, and two hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Nie Shuyao stuffed a cartoon pillow to Song Qian, and said with a smile: "Qian'er is also tired, just sleep on the soft couch here for a while." ”

Song Qian hugged the big rabbit and said, "Thank you, Auntie, Qian'er is sleepy." ”

Finally got the small ones, and Nie Shuyao changed into a home dress and walked out of the inner room.

Coming to the reception room, Jiang Wan'er and everyone in the office who had been waiting here for a long time had already discussed. Seeing Nie Shuyao, he hurriedly beckoned: "Hurry up, this case is quite interesting." ”

Nie Shuyao sighed secretly, she is both a mother and a detective, and the time is far from enough! What to do? (To be continued......)

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