112, Zhuwen was injured
Qing Yang looked at the closed door of the study, his intestines were about to repent, his impulsive personality was really deadly.
"Childe, you can punish Qingyang, you can scold Qingyang, but please be gracious to Childe, don't let Qingyang leave, Qingyang is a childe's person in life, and he is a ghost in death!"
Qing Yang knew that he had an impulsive personality, and he rashly attacked Miss Nalan without the order of his son!
But, but that's because Childe is a god-like existence in Qingyang's heart, and Qingyang will not let anyone hurt Childe at any time!
If the son doesn't forgive Qingyang, Qingyang can't afford to kneel! ”
Qingzhou shook his head, Qingyang should be taught a good lesson, otherwise such impulsiveness and another tendon will cause a big disaster for the son.
Here, Nalan Bing trimmed his mood and returned to Wenzhu Pavilion in such a bloody manner.
"Oh my God!
Little, Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you, Miss? Zhu Tao saw Nalan Bing, who was bleeding from his left shoulder, and was so frightened that his soul was gone.
Is this a bad year, how can she be injured one after another, her right chest has not healed, and her left shoulder has been injured again.
"Do you want the entire Marquis of Zhongyong Mansion to know that I'm injured?
Go boil some hot water, and then get some hemostatic medicine and gauze, hurry!
Why is it only you? What about Bamboo Writing? This little injury was too common in her revolutionary career in her previous life, and she didn't take it to heart at all, and Zhutao was too fussful.
"Slave and maid, go now!
Zhuwen saw that Miss was not there, so he went to visit Aunt Qiao! Zhu Tao insisted on helping Nalan Bing into the house, so he went to arrange for someone to boil water, and he went to prepare medicine for injuries.
"Miss, what's the matter? Who hurt Miss? "Mama Fang was embroidering a veil for Nalan Bing in the house, and when she saw Nalan Bing's appearance at this time, she was shocked and distressed.
"Don't worry, Mama, I'm fine!
What news has Nangong Ning had recently? Nalan Bing knew that Mama Fang was worried about her and deliberately distracted her.
"The people we installed didn't find anything special, they just said that Nangong Ning didn't have any other movements except for eating and copying Buddhist scriptures.
In today's Xiaoyu Pavilion, except for Mama Wang, there is no one around who is Nangong Ning, and she can't toss anything anymore. ”
"No, that's not right!
I still know a lot about Nangong Ning!
It's just the calm before the storm! She's waiting for her time!
As far as I know, her mother**, will return from visiting relatives in Xiazhou in the near future, that is a powerful character, the dragon head staff in her hand is after the death of the old Nanjun King, the first emperor gave it, the upper beat the unconscious king, the lower beat the ministers, even the queen mother has to give three points when she sees it, she comes back, which means that Nangong Ning may have a chance to turn over! ”
She knew that if she wanted to uproot the Nangong family, Mrs. Chen Guo** was bound to pass, Nangong Ning was waiting for ** to come back, she was also waiting for ** to come back, danger and opportunity coexisted.
Nalan Yu had already made arrangements, just waiting for the time to come, and fully close the net.
"Miss, Miss, it's all ready, let Zhutao give you medicine!" The bamboo peach came back from the outside, and then he couldn't wait to wash Nalan Bing's wounds and apply good medicine.
"Miss, does it hurt?
Which one of the tens of millions hurt you again, Miss? Zhu Tao carefully handled Nalan Bing's wounds, and tears could not hide the gleam in her eyes.
"Heh, there are bamboo peach and grandma so pity, it doesn't hurt at all!
It doesn't matter who hurt me, but I'm sure he's not going to get better! "With Mu Bai's personality, I'm afraid it will drive Qing Yang away, that guy is the same as Zhang Yan, he is a wood, but one is a hot wood that is too impulsive, and the other is a wood that is too gentle and handsome.
"Miss, all right! This wound medicine was given by Mr. Zhang last time, and it is said that it will not leave a scar after using it. Zhu Tao looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.
"Miss, drink this bird's nest quickly!
It was still the old lady who cherished Miss, and when she built a small kitchen for the second lady, she also built one for Miss.
Mama had the opportunity to stew this bird's nest for Miss herself.
This is the best blood swallow rewarded in the palace, and the old lady specially sent someone to send it today. "Mama Fang didn't know when she went to the kitchen to get the white fungus blood swallow.
"Mama still loves me!
Why did Mama only scoop one bowl, and sent someone to scoop three bowls, let's use it together! ”
"This can't be helped, this is not those ordinary bird's nests on weekdays, this is ......" Although Mama Fang has been changed a lot by Nalan Bing, there is still a deep-rooted distinction between respect and inferiority in her bones.
"Mama, you can give up your life, what are these mundane things to be reluctant to, no matter how precious they are, they are just food!
Seeing that it's about to come, is the girl from Zhuwen ready to stay in Wenluan Pavilion? Nalan Bing's heart suddenly felt a little uneasy, this bamboo text has always been steady, why hasn't he come back so late.
Mama Fang and Zhu Tao listened to Nalan Bing's words, their hearts were warm, Miss was kind to them, they understood.
"The old slave sent someone to look for it, this girl ......"
Before Mama Fang's words were finished, Zhuqing's voice came from outside the house, "Miss, it's not good, Sister Zhuwen was injured and was carried back!" ”