Chapter 11: My Aunt Is Injured

Hurriedly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and said complainingly: "Master-" There were stars in his eyes, with a crying voice.

Li Rao waved her hand away in annoyance, "That's it, Changmou and Changhong went to kneel in the hall, and they were upset." You can also give me some peace at home for the next two days, and don't make any more trouble. Saying that, he didn't even look at Li Changmou, who was kneeling on the ground, patted the hem and turned around and left.

Wang Ruzhen originally wanted this man to be angry with herself, however, when the dead girl talked about the eldest lady Ye Rubing, the lord relented, although he punished the two sons, but if it was in the past, how could he have to serve the family law, not to mention that it was His Royal Highness the Prince who offended this time.

Wang Ruzhen comfortably picked up the trembling Li Changmou, and instructed the big girl next to him, Zhiqiao: "Go and help the young master back." ”

After receiving the order, Li Changmou unwillingly followed Zhiqiao out in Wang Ruzhen's cold eyes.

"I didn't expect to see you for a few days, your hair has grown long, Bilu's matter, I haven't ......settled accounts with you yet," he said, and stepped forward and poked Li Changqing's smooth forehead with his left hand.

Li Changqing waved his hand, and the sword slammed into Wang Ruzhen's fair and pink wrist.

"Oh, my mother." Wang Ruzhen's painful tears flowed out all of a sudden, and she hurriedly covered her left wrist, and after a while, it was swollen like a steamed bun, and her blue-black skin was covered with some bloodshots.

"I advise my aunt to settle down in the past two days, the matter of the fire in Xiangji Temple, I'm afraid Jing Zhaoyin will find out to our house in the next two days. After all, in such a big temple as Xiangji Temple, it was not child's play that the wing room on the mountainside caught fire, but there were many aristocratic ladies living at that time, besides, next door to me is the wing room of Miss Lin Zihan, the daughter of Lin Shangshu, the fiancée of the prince, if there are three long and two short, wouldn't it be child's play? ”

Li Changqing had already sent Qinglian to inquire secretly in the past two days, although he returned to the house a few days ago, no one mentioned the fire, but the whole Shangjing had already been boiling, saying what angered the ghosts and gods in the peach blossom forest, God punished, and even some people added oil and vinegar, the more it spread, the more miraculous, and even the ghost of the disappeared aristocratic son came out to wander.

Coupled with Li Changqing's careful consideration, there must be the hands and feet of Wang Ruzhen's mother and daughter, and she said it casually today, just to test her tone, and sure enough, looking at her pretending to be calm, her heart was clear at a glance.

When Wang Ruzhen heard this, her wrist didn't hurt anymore, and her heart suddenly felt excited, she only cared about Xin'er's injury in the past two days, and she forgot about this stubble, the fire......

It's extraordinary.

"What do you mean by that?" Wang Ruzhen asked stiffly.

"What do you mean, my aunt knows it very well in her heart." Li Changqing approached Wang Ruzhen, and her voice was extremely soft, but she carried a cool breath, which seemed to come out of hell, making her, who was still arrogant just now, suddenly tremble.

Li Changqing's body moved another inch, his eyes were Ling, his willow eyebrows were slightly raised, his lips were slightly raised, and then he hooked again, and continued with the softness of the spring breeze and drizzle: "I am the concubine in the Li Mansion, but I am not a concubine, but when my aunt sees me, I also have to know the proportions, let me think that you have taken care of Changmou for so long, I can not pursue my rude words just now, but you had better be interesting, think about Bilu's appearance, but there is only a puddle of black ash left."

The gentle voice reached Wang Ruzhen's ears, like clear water emerging from the 10,000-year-old clear pool, with cold air, one by one into her heart, as if she saw a ghost, and immediately jumped away.

The pulling action was too violent, and the blood on the big wrist immediately broke open, and suddenly brought out thin blood streaks.

Wang Ruzhen didn't have time to scold, worried about the injury on her wrist and pus, so she glanced at Li Changqing fiercely, and said unwillingly: "You wait, see how I clean you up." Then, he left in a hurry with the girls.

Li Changqing stared at her back for a while, and his dark eyes flashed.

"Miss, miss." Qinglian stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Li Changqing for a long time before she came back to her senses.

He put down his sword, sat down in his chair tiredly, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Miss, you were so good just now." Qinglian approached the young lady, put her hands on her shoulders and began to massage.

"Thank God, Miss, you have finally opened your mind, and you finally stop recognizing thieves as mothers." Mama Wei stood next to her and clasped her hands and kept shouting, showing a happy expression.

"Mama Wei, what do you mean that Miss is enlightened, are you saying that Miss was stupid before?" Qinglian scolded Mama Wei and began to knead her shoulder blades with both hands.

"Hehe, not stupid, not stupid, Miss is with Mrs., she is already a good blue heart, Bing Xue is smart, show off her wisdom, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, and she is ...... with a beautiful heart."

"Yes, Mama Wei is really good at talking, Miss can't stand so many words, I think, our young lady is just a knife mouth tofu heart, but she can care about us in her heart."

"Okay, aren't you busy today? I'll do what I was told just now. Li Changqing slowly opened his eyes as clear as obsidian, and Yuan Bao's mouth rose and he laughed leisurely.

"Wow, Miss smiled, I haven't seen Miss smile in a long time." Qinglian clapped her hands, immediately leaned close to Li Changqing's ear, and whispered, "Miss looks so good when she smiles." ”

Mama Wei's heart was also warm, and even her face softened, such a young lady made her heart feel inexplicably stable.

"Okay, let's get busy, I'll take a break." Li Changqing smiled at the two of them again.

The two also saw that the young lady looked tired, and hurriedly retreated in silence.

In the past few days, Li Changqing has nightmares every night, every time she wakes up, her hatred has increased, she escaped from Xiangji Temple, plus she was injured, and she has not rested well, and secretly ordered the doctor invited by Qinglian, only saying that although the wound is treated in a timely manner, and the wound medicine is also very valuable, but, after all, the successive things in this house have made her not have a good rest, but now she always has a faint pain in her chest.

The medicine prescribed by the doctor, Qinglian can only be boiled secretly at night, and it can be slightly better.

When his whole body relaxed, Li Changqing felt a pain in his chest for no reason.

Closed his eyes slightly, and fell asleep on the recliner like this.

The man on the roof, staring at her beautiful face, was still reminiscing about the smile just now.

The faint afternoon sun bloomed from the corners of her reddish mouth, like a water lily that quietly bloomed after the summer rain, with crystal raindrops, fresh, but with a little elegance.

Just for a moment, he sank.

The body clings to the roof beam, and the eyebrows and eyes are evil, and finally he can't help it and exclaims.

"Who?" Li Changqing's dark and clear eyes opened suddenly.