The man's cruel voice spit out from his mouth, Lan Qian trembled even more, but his heart was extremely firm, he resolutely would not say it, and he would not let the person she spoiled be hurt a little, this was the only thing he could do for her.

When Ye Fusang walked in, what he saw was the appearance of the man curled up on the ground miserably, the soil on the ground stained with his flesh and blood, leaving a heavy color of blood.

Ye Fusang looked at the person in front of him in a daze, feeling that it was difficult for him to even lift his feet, and after taking a few deep breaths, Ye Fusang ran over violently, "Lan Qian......"

"What's going on?" Ye Fusang ran over, took off his robe and wrapped Lan Qian's body, carefully held him in his arms, and turned his head to stare at the person standing in the torture room.

I didn't expect Ye Fusang to suddenly appear The man was stunned for a moment, and then knelt on the ground suddenly, "If you go back to the county lord, this is the empress's order, and I suspect that he killed the county lord." ”

"Nonsense!" Ye Fusang said coldly, this man is also acting on orders, there are very few people who can survive under his hands, Lan Qian is good, don't say anything more, Ye Fusang picked up Lan Qian and hurriedly walked out.

As soon as he left the door, Ye Fusang said to the guards guarding the door: "Pass the imperial doctor." ”

Lan Qian's situation is not optimistic, if he returns to the county lord's mansion all the way now, then he will be killed even if he does not lose too much blood and dies.

Lan Qian was confused, only feeling that he was lying in a warm embrace, this embrace also exuded a faint fragrance, which was the taste he liked, thinking, Lan Qian squeezed into that embrace, and took a few deep breaths, he thought, if he woke up, he would not be able to smell the smell that made him feel at ease.

Ye Fusang casually found a room, then hugged Lan Qian in, put down Lan Qian, and seeing that the imperial doctor had not come, Ye Fusang frowned, and walked out of the door. And just when Ye Fusang went out, Lan Qian's brows furrowed tightly, and the smell that made him feel at ease was gone.

With his eyes closed, trying to ignore the sharp pain coming from his body, Lan Qian sniffed around like a puppy, trying to smell the familiar smell, sniffing and sniffing, Lan Qian's body gradually moved to the edge of the bed, and fell off the bed with a "bang", and the severe pain made Lan Qian open a pair of eyes.

Lan Qian slowly opened his eyes, unexpectedly, he didn't see the waiter who wrote the cold face and the cold face of the man, Lan Qian's eyes looked at the furnishings in the house suspiciously, looking at this luxurious room, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, could it be ......

Lowering his head, he really saw that he was covered in [red] [luo], Lan Qian's face instantly turned pale, now he was in pain all over his body, he didn't know if he had been insulted, Lan Qian sat on the ground with a helpless face, his eyes were full of fear, and blood flowed to the ground in an instant.

When Ye Fusang walked in with the imperial doctor, what he saw was Lan Qian's miserable appearance, "Get out." Stopping, Ye Fusang yelled at the imperial doctor who hadn't had time to walk in the door, and then, striding angrily towards Lan Qian.

Lan Qian was also startled by Ye Fusang's roar, and when he saw that familiar figure, Lan Qian's eyes suddenly widened, feeling a little shocked and ecstatic.

"Shire, county lord?"

Ye Fusang looked at Lan Qian condescendingly, with a frosty face, not looking at the man's face full of joy, and said a little indifferently, "I knew that you wanted to die so much, why should I save you." Saying that, Ye Fusang sneered, "Presumably, Lord Lan Qianlou doesn't want to live anymore, but Fusang has a lot of trouble, so he will leave." After speaking, Ye Fusang turned around and left, without stopping for a moment.

Seeing that Ye Fusang was about to leave himself, Lan Qian's eyes immediately watered, full of fear, regardless of his own scars, regardless of the skin that had fallen off, he rubbed the ground and crawled over, stretched out his hand, and firmly hugged Ye Fusang's legs, "Don't go, the county lord can beat Lan Qian, scold Lan Qian, whatever, you, can you stay?" With a pair of watery eyes, full of fragility, he looked at Ye Fusang's indifferent side face with a pleading face.

Ye Fusang sighed, bent over, picked up the man carefully, put Lan Qian on the bed expressionlessly, glanced at the blood on the ground with a calm face, Ye Fusang never knew that she would be poor one day if she could speak, looking at the fragile appearance of the man in front of her, she really couldn't find any words to say.

I don't understand why I get angry when I see him not cherishing himself, and I can't tell what will happen to the faint distress in my heart.

Lan Qian was lying on the bed, his hand tightly pulled the corner of Ye Fusang's clothes, his eyes stayed on Ye Fusang's face with great affection, with no regrets of infatuation, being looked at by him like that, Ye Fusang became more and more irritable, coldly pulled out his hand, Ye Fusang stood up, "I'll call the imperial doctor." ”

Hearing this, Lan Qian's face changed, and he pounced on him, wanting to grab Ye Fusang's hand, but was a little frightened by his movements, Ye Fusang hurriedly turned around and hurriedly stabilized him, so that he would not fall out of bed, "Lan Qian, you have to be like this, don't you?" "This man, after all, doesn't know that he is injured.

Hearing this, Lan Qian lowered his eyes lowly, with a hint of pleading, "County Lord, Lan, Lan Qian doesn't see the imperial doctor." ”

As soon as Lan Qian's words came out, Ye Fusang felt his anger rise slowly, and sensing Ye Fusang's mood swings, Lan Qian immediately said, "County Lord, Lan Qian is like this, it's really not suitable for ......" As he spoke, he timidly pulled the quilt and covered his [red] [luo] body.

"Huh! Does the dignified Lan Qianlou master still mind this? ”

Hearing this, Lan Qian's face immediately turned pale, and her hand let go of Ye Fusang with some unwillingness, and closed her eyes in pain, it turned out that in her heart, she was so unbearable, too, he was just a prostitute in a green building, synonymous with dirty, she was the lord of a country, what kind of man did not have around her, and she ......

Lan Qian stubbornly lay down, and nodded in despair, "It's up to the county lord." "It's okay, just endure it, isn't it just exposed to other women's eyes without reservation, anyway, he's always been alone, and no one cares about him, whatever, as long as she's satisfied.

Ye Fusang glanced at Lan Qian with some complications, stretched out his hand, pulled up the quilt that covered his waist, covered his neck, looked at his godless eyes, a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes, and Ye Fusang walked out.

Her original intention was not to make that man sad, nor did she want to stab him, but his injury was really bad, she would, it was just modern suture surgery, her most outstanding surgeon in the twenty-first century, it was okay to cure Lan Qian, but she still wanted the ancient professional imperial doctor to show him.

"Come in." Standing at the door, Ye Fusang's indifferent eyes swept over the trembling imperial doctors standing at the door.

"Yes." didn't dare to slack off, and the imperial doctors also followed Ye Fusang's footsteps and flocked here.

Lan Qian was lying stiffly on the bed, she actually asked other women to look at his body, although it was to see a doctor, but, he was always a man, even if he was just a prostitute, listening to the footsteps slowly approaching, Lan Qianqian's body was even tighter, it seemed that there were more than one or two imperial doctors who came.

Standing in front of the bed, Ye Fusang frowned and looked at the person on the bed with his eyebrows closed and trembling, and his brows frowned even tighter.

"Let's go and see." Ye Fusang signaled, and the imperial doctors immediately surrounded him.

The imperial doctors stood beside the bed, looking at each other, "County Lord, this?" As he spoke, the imperial doctor pointed to Lan Qian who was lying on the bed, "You have to take the pulse first." ”

"You can do what you have to do, and you don't have to ask the county lord." After Ye Fusang said this, he clearly saw Lan Qian's body trembling violently.

Lan Qian's hands tightly tugged on the futon under her, it seemed that she really didn't have any self in her heart, not even that at all.

"Yes." As the imperial doctor spoke, he reached out to lift Lan Qian's quilt, Lan Qian's eyes were closed, his body was stiff, and a tear suddenly flowed down the corner of his eye, but he couldn't bear to make any sound.

Looking at his appearance, Ye Fusang's brows furrowed, and in the end, he finally sighed in compromise and waved his hand, and the imperial doctors retreated gently, before leaving, Ye Fusang gave a look, and the imperial doctor left his medicine box tremblingly.

The county lord of Zhaoyang is very spicy, they have seen it, this man looks very badly injured, and they are also afraid that if it is not cured, the county lord will not be angry and split them.

After Ye Fusang left, Ye Fusang walked over slowly, it seemed that this man's life had to rely on herself, and she really couldn't bear to see him so forbearing.

Feeling that someone lifted his quilt, Lan Qian's face was bloodless, his teeth bit his lip tightly, and he didn't let the humiliating cry leak out, no one cared, let alone cared, so there was nothing to cry about, even if he cried, no one would feel distressed, however, ......

It will attract disgust!

Ye Fusauna took the warm water, meticulously, gently, and wiped Lan Qian's flesh and blood blurred little by little, when the gentle cloth towel rubbed the man's sensitive place, Lan Qian's body trembled violently, and the lip that he bit was already blurred with flesh and blood, and finally couldn't stand this humiliating low whimper.

He could imagine the women's eyes lingering on him or in key areas, and in front of her.

Ye Fusang's movements on his hands paused, stretched out his hand, dipped a little water, and gently wiped it on Lan Qian's lips, and said helplessly: "Do you really want to let yourself have no good places on your body?" ”