The speed of the spread of public opinion is so fast, this kind of speed of spreading hundreds and hundreds, in less than two days, the entire Bianjing City is known to women and children, and some people who have gathered together temporarily can be seen in any street and alley. The teahouse is a place where people will sit and sit in their spare time, one to relax, and the other to listen to the story and pass the time, so every teahouse must have a storyteller, and the collected story will be changed to a new story.

The story of Yun Guifei has been translated into multiple versions, and later, I don't know who told it first, but it was rumored that a certain Taishi had also forced a certain woman to death in what year and month, and it is said that the woman was still pregnant with Liujia at that time.

The news of Yun Guifei's death also spread all over the country, and while people sympathized with Yun Guifei, they also scolded the inhumane prince for a bloody death, in short, the prince was also notorious. It's just that the prince has never had a good impression on the people's side, which is just "icing on the cake". As for a certain master, it is estimated that he will not appear under the sun openly without a few months of waiting for the limelight to go down.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the market, Liang Chenyue's small courtyard seemed calm.

In order to make Liang Chenyue's condition improve quickly, she added a small amount of * to the medicine, no more and no less, just enough to ensure that Liang Chenyue was in a coma in bed for two days. In this regard, Zhen Ai really wanted to complain when others couldn't see it, why did the young master treat her so well? Two days is enough for Liang Chenyue to heal, and it is enough for him to heal.

When Liang Chenyue was finally able to open her eyes, it was already the third day of her return, but she didn't know how lively Bianjing City had been in the past two days.

Liang Chenyue's dizziness was dizzy, and those inky black beautiful eyes had just opened a line and were immediately closed by the hot stabbing of the oncoming sunlight. She closed her eyes and adjusted, and sorted out what had happened in the past few days.

She should have gone back to the small courtyard, because except for Yirenxuan, only here will there be the smell of peach blossoms and spices, so how did she come back?

Liang Chenyue's brain has been on strike for a few days, and there is a little short film for a while, but after careful operation, I remembered it again.

She was fed something, she couldn't move or speak, someone cut her hands with a knife, and she still vaguely remembers the hot pain. It really hurts, and the smell of blood in the air is so thick that I choke on my nose. Wait a minute! The smell of blood? She remembered the smell of blood in the air......

It's Brother Jin, he's here to save her. Just like then, she was trapped in a ruin, and he came to her aid in the backlight, but fortunately, she caught it.

But she finally fell asleep in Gusu Haoyue's arms. He wasn't by his side the whole time. If, if he came, she would have known.

She didn't know how long she had been in a coma, but she knew that during this period of coma, Mu Yun, Mo Bing, Zhen Ai, Shuo Feng, Gusu Haoyue and even Mo Qichen had all come, but he was the only one.

The door creaked open, and the man walked with a small pace, very carefully, for fear of waking her. She felt her sitting on the edge of her bed, and she heard the sound of the man twisting the water and dripping onto the basin, and then her forehead was cold, and then her face was ......

She was carefully wiping her body, and she was still crying.

Liang Chenyue moved, because the movement was a little bigger, and accidentally pulled the injury on her hand, and her tongue was smacked in pain. Only then did she realize that her whole body was falling apart, and she could feel the pain in her body when she moved slightly. Suddenly, she sighed, this time she was not lightly injured.

When her eyelids opened, she saw Qin Qiaoer's crying face with rain, with tears and some joy, as if even she didn't know what to express.

"Chenyue, are you finally awake?" Qin Qiao'er's voice was still crying, and when she saw Liang Chenyue open her eyes, she was about to help Liang Chenyue sit up, but she saw Liang Chenyue waving her hand.

She was covered in injuries and couldn't move.

Qin Qiao'er realized this and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I forgot that you have injuries." ”

Liang Chenyue shook her head and moved her mouth, "You, you pour me a glass of water." Liang Chenyue was stunned when she heard her voice, her voice was so hoarse, like an old man in his twilight years, low to the extreme, this voice always reminded people of the bare treetops after the leaves withered, without any vitality.

Qin Qiao'er hurriedly got up and poured a glass of water for Liang Chenyue. Seeing her drink it, I couldn't help but tears falling down again.

"Who the hell beat you like this, it's too much." With a crying voice and a resentful tone, Liang Chenyue wanted to laugh when she heard it.

Liang Chenyue's hands were almost all wounded, his hands were also wrapped in white cloth, and there were several abrasions on his forehead. When she lay on the bed and didn't move, didn't eat or drink for two days, Qin Qiao'er was frightened. A few days ago, she heard Leng Lianxue and a few maidservants say that Liang Chenyue had finally suffered retribution, and she couldn't get out of bed, she didn't believe it and wanted to come over to have a look, but someone outside the door was guarding her and didn't let her in, she was dying, there were still people guarding here yesterday, she couldn't come over to take a look, and no one was guarding until today.

She had already been here once this morning, and when she saw Liang Chenyue lying on the bed, her heart felt like she had been cut by a knife. In her heart, Liang Chenyue must be very powerful, at least no one can bully her. But when she saw her injuries, she had to scold in her heart, such a good girl, who could kill her?

Liang Chenyue's chaotic mood was left behind after seeing Qin Qiao'er, and her mind was full of her words full of complaints.

Qin Qiao'er is crying for herself, for so many years, the people who are really good to her can count on five fingers. And now there are really people who feel sorry for her because she is seriously injured, and she is probably the only one.

Liang Chenyue suddenly felt that in fact, God seemed to be quite good to her.

pulled the corners of his mouth, and pulled out a smile, but with chapped lips and pale face, it looked even more distressing. "Qiao'er, I'm fine. The wound is not very painful. ”

When she first entered Purgatory City, she was small and hadn't learned anything, she could only be someone's punching bag every time she fought, and she was seriously injured every day, and she was not treated, the rules of Purgatory City were there, and those who had not been able to go out to do the task would not be treated, you were tough enough to live, and you were not strong enough to die, and it was a waste to administer medicine.

So, compared to this injury, the loneliness at that time was the most difficult.