Chapter 123: The Storm Rises

"No, I don't. Although I am old, I can still walk on my own. It's Ziyin, and I'm still lying in bed unconscious. Xuanzong pushed Lin Zhaoyin's hands away and sighed.

In the light gauze tent, Yang Qing lay quietly in the fragrant brocade quilt, and her quiet face seemed to have a childish smile.

And Qin Juan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, had already cried into a tearful person.

Yang Zhenzhen ran around the room, taking care of the fire on the small stove for a while, sitting at the table with the crossbow arrow that shot Yang Qing and writing and drawing, and then digging out his medicine box and tinkering a few times, he had no time to take care of his good sister.

Yang Yuhuan sat at another round table from a distance, looking at Qin Juan with some distraction, and he didn't even notice Xuanzong walking in.

“…… Little Juan'er. ”

"Holy." Qin Juan wiped her tears and stood up to salute.

"Okay, you sit, you sit."

Yang Zhen really didn't hear it, and Yang Yuhuan didn't feel that mood at all, so neither of them gave Xuanzong a salute.

"Don't be sad, Ziyin is fine." Xuanzong looked at Qin Juan's crying red eyes, and felt really uncomfortable.

"Wow!" Unexpectedly, this provoked Qin Juan, and Xiao Nizi suddenly plunged into Xuanzong's arms, turning from silent tears to crying. "Holy ...... He...... Why hasn't he woken up yet......"

Xuanzong smiled bitterly and patted Qin Juan's shoulder, while motioning for the concubine to come forward and persuade him.

When Qin Juan cried here, she was really startled, and she didn't care about saluting with the saint, so she hurriedly came to check on Yang Qing.

Yuhuan hugged Qin Juan's body and asked anxiously, "Zhenzhen, why hasn't Qing'er woken up yet?" ”

"Niangniang, Shengshang, General Yang is an emergency poison, and Imperial Doctor Yu gave him a pill to stagnate the poison and seal the veins in order to ensure his safety, and if there is no major change within three days, he will not wake up."

"That'...... So what's that? Will it be fine in three days? Yuhuan couldn't understand these esoteric words, and became even more anxious.

"Three days later...... Presumably, you should already know what this poison is made of, so it is not difficult to detoxify. In fact, Zhenzhen was really unsure in her heart, but looking at Qin Juan's eager eyes looking at her, she could only put her hope in the vast medical classics of Tai Hospital to find a way to save her after returning to Chang'an.

"Hmmm! That's good! Xiao Juan'er, hear it, don't worry! Don't cry, huh? Yuhuan comforted Qin Juan in a soft voice, while gently stroking her hair.

Only then did Qin Juan save up on the many rudeness she had just made, slowly accepted her grief, and sat up straight with a blushing face.

Yuhuan was still holding Qin Juan's hand, and turned his head to ask Xuanzong, "San Lang, where is the wrestler...... How's it going? ”

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt my heart, but the injury was too severe, and I had to stay in bed for at least a few months. This time, the vitality of the wrestlers was greatly damaged, and I was really sad in my heart......" Xuanzong sighed lightly.

"Enlighten the Holy One." Lin Zhaoyin's sharp voice sounded outside the door.

Xuanzong didn't want to alarm the others, so he walked to the door and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”

"General Yang's subordinate guard named Zhang Nan wanted to inquire about General Yang's injury, but he didn't dare to come in the courtyard outside, and it had been quite a long time. The old slave dared to report for him without authorization. Lin Zhaoyin paused, and added, "Holy Lord, outside...... It's snowing. ”

Zhang Nan...... I remember him. I'm going to talk to him! A young and handsome face appeared in front of Xuanzong's eyes, and at the moment when Yang Qing fell to the ground with an arrow, his fire-breathing eyes left a deep impression on him.

"Holy Lord, let the concubines go." Qin Juan heard Gonggong Lin's words, got up and walked behind Xuanzong and bowed, "This is the forbidden place of the harem, how can you stand in the courtyard outside!" This Zhang Nanyuan is a concubine's retainer, so he must be in a hurry. Let the concubine go and tell him, don't dare to work on the holy jade toe. ”

"How can I blame such a loyal and brave man? But it's better for you to go, I will comfort him a few words, and I will go and see the wrestlers. Well, also, when I returned to Beijing, I decided to let Ziyin live in the palace first, so that Zhenzhen could take care of it, and you should also live in it. It's snowing outside, so be careful of slippery roads. ”

"Thank you, Holy Lord."

When Qin Juan stepped out of the room, she had already put on a calm and calm face. In front of Yang Qing, she can laugh heartily or cry wantonly, but in front of others, she is Mrs. Yang, Yang Qin's family, and the second lady of Hu Guogong's mansion!

The snow fell heavily, and goose-feathered feathers tumbled in vain in the north wind, and fell to the ground, piling up a snow-white purity. Looking at Zhang Nan, who had almost become a snowman in the yard, Qin Juan felt a warm current in her heart.

"Second Brother Zhang!"

"Miss? Why did you come out like this, beware of freezing! Zhang Nan was very surprised, he originally thought that he would send an attendant to send him out, but without getting news of Yang Qing, he couldn't put his mind at ease.

"I'm fine. It's you, standing in the snow for so long, in case you freeze, how can you explain to your uncle? Qin Juan smiled, and she couldn't see that she was crying like a child before.

"That's right...... Uncle...... How's it going? Zhang Nan was nervous.

"He's fine, the saint and the concubine Niangniang sent the best imperial doctor in the palace to detoxify and heal him, and he will be fine in three days, don't worry!"

"Really? That's good, that's good! Zhang Nan's joy is beyond words.

"Come back to the camp, I heard that Brother Shang is also injured, and I want you to take care of him." Don't worry about it here, go ahead! ”

"Hey! Miss, then I'm leaving. You...... Take care! ”

"Hmmm! Take it with Brother Shang for me! Qin Juan smiled sweetly, still like when she was not married.

Zhang Nan walked briskly in the snow with a squeak, his brows twisted together.

He didn't fail to see the anxiety hidden in Miss's eyes, but he understood Miss's intentions, she was not only widening his Zhang Nan's heart, but also his own heart. Although Zhang Nan is silent on weekdays, his mind is still meticulous, in this case, of course he has to cooperate with Miss Hao's hard work.

But what happened to my uncle? He didn't know that Jian Yuwei had lost dozens of brothers in this battle, right? He didn't know that Ao Kuan's Ao team had unfortunately sacrificed his life and died, and Li Yang had become General Xiao Guo's personal guard, right? He didn't even know that Jian Yuwei's morale was extremely low now, and almost everyone was at a loss, right?

I passed by the camp of the Shenwu Army just now, and those contemptuous eyes and those accusations that were deliberately loud were like sharp knives that kept stabbing me in the heart. And what's even more sad is that he doesn't even have the confidence to refute the attack.

It is an indisputable fact that the assassins did sneak in from the back mountain where Jian Yuwei was stationed, and even more so from the east gate where Jian Yuwei was responsible for arranging defense.

Therefore, when Zhang Nan stepped into the camp and looked at the dejected expressions of the lifeless robes, he was speechless.

Shang Han nervously turned over and sat up: "Brother Nan, have you seen your uncle?" He...... What do you think? ”

"I didn't see it. However, the young lady came out and told me that my uncle was fine, and he would be cured in a few days. Lie down in peace. Zhang Nan smiled reluctantly and stepped forward to help Shang Han fold the quilt.

"And ...... you?" Shang Hanhu looked at Zhang Nan's expression suspiciously.

"Shenwu Jun is gossiping, our own brothers can't raise their heads, and they have sacrificed so many ......," Zhang Nan said, his head gradually lowered.