Nanchuan, Yunwang Mansion.

"Who can tell who hurt him?" Feng Wanwan stepped forward and put her fingers on Nangong Liuyun's wrist.

"Back to the master's mother, today the master went out of the city to patrol the camp and was ambushed ten miles outside the city, and the other party had many people and horses, and his skills were not low. The master only brought me, the Dead Boss and the Shadow Huai, and they were outnumbered. And when I finally broke through, it was the master who blocked the knife for me. My life was saved by the master, and the master mother wanted to beat or punish me, and I only asked the master to heal the master. A small man in the shadow guard who was not very old spoke up, one hand on his waist, and blood dripping from his fingers.

"Your master handed it over to me, the injured ones went to bandage them first, and the uninjured ones went to investigate who hurt him. Those who dare to touch the young master are waiting to accept the revenge of the young master!! He checked the pulse and checked the area around the wound, but fortunately, there was no poisoning, which made Feng Wanwan let go of her hanging heart.

"Master's mother, if you don't protect your master, your master's mother will punish me." The little man knelt on the ground, his round eyes were red, and tears were rolling in his eyes, full of self-reproach and shame.

"Shadow Death, take him down to bandage, and wait for your master to wake up before talking about rewards and punishments. Now it's all down, what to do and what to do. Feng Wanwan didn't look back, her attention was on the unconscious Nangong Liuyun. explained the shadow of the leader and took everyone out.

Nangong Liuyun's wounds are mostly on the back and waist, and many of them are adhered to by blood, if you take off your clothes, you may cause heavy injuries when pulling. Feng Wanwan gathered the internal force in her palm, grabbed the collar and shook it, and the clothes around Nangong Liuyun turned into pieces. The jade-porcelain-like back was riddled with several deep wounds that could be seen to the bone, and the flesh was turned to the sides, which looked like knife wounds. And there are several irregularly distributed places on the waist, there are whip wounds, sword wounds, and bruises from being hit by heavy objects.

Take out the golden needle in your arms and seal several acupuncture points around the wound to avoid excessive blood loss. Use a shorter silver needle to burn red on the fire fold, and pick out the sticky cloth crumbs in the wound little by little. Take out the gold wire of the diagnosis pulse, pass through the gold needle, suture several wounds with deep visible bones, take out the gold sore medicine mixed with Baihua San, apply it to the wound, and then wrap it with gauze. Although Nangong Liuyun was already unconscious, his brows were still furrowed during the stitching process, intermittently mixed with a few muffled snorts.

Feng Wanwan didn't put on Nangong Liuyun's clothes, and directly covered his naked body with a quilt. With such a serious injury, if you don't have a fever tonight, you can carry it. After Feng Wanwan finished bandaging, she walked out of the room. Pushing open the door, the little man who had roughly bandaged his wound knelt straight outside the room, and the shadow was leaning against the door.

"Master, how is the master?" Seeing Feng Wanwan walking out of the door, the little man knelt and took a few steps forward.

"I still have injuries on my body, what are you doing here on your knees? If any of you falls, who will protect your master? And you, Shadow Death, the child is not sensible, and you also add to the chaos. Feng Wanwan stepped forward to help the little man up, and at a glance it was clear that the little man was not seriously bandaged, and the broken hem of his clothes was directly exposed.

"Master, how is the master?" Leaning against the door, the shadow spoke.

"The bleeding has stopped, and if there is no fever tonight, it will be carried over. Several of the deepest places have already injured the meridians, even if they are awake, they must not use internal force for at least three months. By the way, let you arrange for someone to investigate who hurt him, do you have any results? Feng Wanwan asked.

"Ying Yi, Ying Qi, and Ying Xi have already gone out to investigate, and there should be results soon." Shadow Death confessed.

"Very good, let me know when you have the results. By the way, don't let him kneel again, and yourself. The injured should rest and don't make trouble. Feng Wanwan pushed the door and walked back to the room to take care of Nangong Liuyun, and in front of the front door, he pointed to the little man and Ying Yan and said.

Feng Wanwan, who returned to the room, stayed by Nangong Liuyun's side, looking at him with a pale face in front of him, like that year, when he returned to his senses from the soul jade space, he saw this man lying on the head of the bed with a pale face, and the place where his body was bandaged haphazardly had been infiltrated with blood. At that time, he was very happy to see that he woke up, and he hugged himself and kept saying, just wake up, just wake up. Now it's her turn to guard him, the dead demon, as the saying goes, the scourge lives for a thousand years, and it must be carried over.

Late at night, Nangong Liuyun still had a fever, and the whole person was very hot. Feng Wanwan brought a towel soaked in well water, applied it to Nangong Liuyun's forehead, and then wiped Nangong Liuyun's limbs with a wet silk handkerchief. Take off the towel on your forehead when it's cold, re-soak it and rub it, and then continue to apply it to your forehead. This was repeated all night, until the sound of chickens was heard outside the house, and Nangong Liuyun's body temperature dropped.

"Mistress, a few people who inquired about the news are back." As soon as Feng Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, a cold voice came from outside the house.

"Got it, go to the study and wait for me, I'll be here in a while." Feng Wanwan tucked Nangong Liuyun's quilt away, got up and walked out of the door.

Yunwang Mansion, in the study.

"Tell me, what's the news?" Feng Wanwan leaned on the main seat of the study, and Ying Yan and the others were separated on both sides.

"Back to the master's mother, my subordinate Ying Yi, went to search the place where the master was ambushed, it seems that someone has cleaned it up, and only found this half of the rag in the crack of the stone." A shadow guard with a scar under his eyes handed over a rag, the fabric was very delicate, and it should not be the cloth of ordinary killers. Feng Wanwan took the fabric and looked at it, and felt that there seemed to be a raised pattern between her fingers.

"Fetch the candlestick."

Feng Wanwan's shadow Wen Yan took down the candlestick from the lampstand on the side, and when the candlelight was close, he could vaguely see the word [Su] embroidered with the same color embroidery thread on the corner of the rag. The embroidery thread is the same color as the fabric, but it is of a different material, and it is slightly shiny under the candlelight.

"Sue? Is there a person surnamed Su in the hostile relationship of Liuyun? ”

"Sue? At present, Nanchuan is not pleasing to the master, and it is Li Feng's faction. As for the person surnamed Su。。。。。 Oh, there's one. Li Feng's daughter Li Yao's side husband is surnamed Su. is named Su Rui, the youngest son of Shaoqing of Dali Temple. Standing on the other side, the shadow with a goatee and a paper fan in his hand thought for a moment and spoke.

"Good. Su Rui: Is it? Shadow South and Shadow North, you go and steal him, can you do it? Feng Wanwan held the rag and said to the two brothers in the crowd who were still familiar with her.

"Yes, Mistress." The two brothers surrendered their orders.

"Remember, you have to steal people without them knowing. Xiaobai, you follow. When the two brothers turned over and left, Feng Wanwan explained, and the jade fox squatting next to him ~ followed the two who left.

"Mistress, I'm Yingqi, I went to the palace with Yingxi, everything is normal in the palace, and there is nothing abnormal about the empress. It's just that after the master was injured, Concubine An, the son of Li Feng, went to the imperial study, but was stopped outside the door and didn't see the empress. A young man with a delicate face walked forward with a broken arm and said.

"His hands? This is? Feng Wanwan noticed that the young man with an empty sleeve had been expressionless, only when she said that the corners of her lips twitched slightly.

"Back to the main mother, Yingxi's hand was injured on a previous mission, don't look at it like this, his skills are second only to the Boss of the Dead." The delicate-looking young man explained to his companion next to him. Ying Qian and Ying Xi have always been partners, and the two have worked together for a long time. Ying Qian is more talkative, Ying Xi is more silent, Ying Qian is good at disguising various identities, and Ying Xi is very good at protecting him.

"Oh, got it. The two of you continue to go back to the palace to keep an eye on Concubine An, especially who he has seen. Feng Wanwan thought, if this matter is really related to the Li family, then Concubine An will naturally not give up if she can't see the empress, and there should be any follow-up actions. Since these two people are familiar with the palace and can enter and exit safely with all their beards and tails, it is better to let these two people keep an eye on Concubine An.

"Yes, Mistress." The good-looking Ying Qi took Ying Xi's empty sleeves out of the study.

"You guys go down first, Yingnan and Yingbei will lock people up first after bringing them back. Remember, keep him in solitary confinement in a place where you can't see the sun. And put away everything that can kill yourself, so as not to cut off the clues. Also, he was to be locked up for two days, without food or water, and no one was allowed to come into contact with him. Two days later, I tried it myself. Now, I'm going to change the medicine for your master. After explaining the arrangement, Feng Wanwan left the study and returned to Nangong Liuyun's room.

Untie the gauze on Nangong Liuyun's body, the sutured wound has stopped bleeding, and after scraping off the remaining excess ointment, he re-mixed the ointment with gold sore medicine and Baihuasan and applied it to several wounds. Gold sore medicine that promotes healing. A hundred flowers are scattered, and they can detoxify a hundred poisons. If the two are combined into one, it becomes a golden face and jade ointment, which can speed up the recovery of the wound and will not leave scars.

"Dead demon, you have carried such a serious injury. Rest assured, you can sleep peacefully, and everything outside will be handed over to this young master. ”

Feng Wanwan bandaged Nangong Liuyun, sat at the head of the bed, stroked half of Nangong Liuyun's cheek lying on the bed, and said to herself. It seems that he has never seen such a quiet Nangong Liuyun, he was also injured when he escaped from the palace, but he was able to arrange everything for escape like a nobody, and how many killings he blocked along the way. is obviously a young man as old as himself, but he does all the gentle things in a ridiculous and prodigal tone. It seems that since then, he has accepted him as a husband.

"Water... Water... The faint words of the person on the bed recalled Feng Wanwan's thoughts.

The water on the table had already been cold, and Feng Wanwan didn't have time to boil the water for a while, so she poured a cup, gathered internal force in the palm of her hand, and warmed the water through the water cup. Because he was lying on his stomach and most of the injuries were on his back, it was not appropriate to turn him over and help him up, so as not to let the wound crack, so Feng Wanwan could only drip the water in the cup to Nangong Liuyun's lips little by little. Hold the cup and let the water drip little by little, occasionally running down the lips, and wipe it off with a silk handkerchief.

By the time Nangong Liuyun woke up and opened his eyes, it was already the second day. Seeing Feng Wanwan lying on the head of the bed, her pretty face was in front of her eyes. Raising her hand to play with the ends of her hair hanging down from her ears, she realized that she seemed to be in a state of indifference under the quilt.

Little one, what did you do to your husband while he was unconscious。。。。。