In a wing room in the back garden of the city government's mansion.

Liu Wei stood at the window, his hands behind his back, staring at the spring garden outside the window.

For many days, Liu Wei had developed a habit of standing at the window, looking out at the scenery and thinking about how to deal with the situation in front of him.

The wind pouring into the window seems to have magical power, and when Liu Wei's mind is confused, the wind can always blow away the haze in his mind and help him clear his thoughts.

Not far behind Liu Bian, Guan Qing, whose injuries had improved a lot, was sitting on the bed, staring at Liu Bian with a pair of beautiful eyes without blinking.

has been by Liu Bian's side for many days, and Guan Qing has long been familiar with Liu Bian's habits. When Liu Wei looked out the window, Guan Qing would never bother him, unless Liu Wei spoke to her first, Guan Qing would only choose to remain silent.

"Qing'er!" I don't know how long he was silent, Liu Wei, who was standing by the window, finally spoke, he stared at the verdant greenery in the courtyard outside the window, and did not look back, but asked Guan Qing who was sitting on the bunk in a soft tone: "Do you feel that since you came to the city, this king has been a little unfavorable?" ”

Looking up at Liu Wei, Guan Qing pursed her lips, a trace of entanglement appeared on her delicate and somewhat pale face, and she was silent for a moment before she said faintly: "It's not that His Highness has a bad year, but in this world, there are many people who want to hold power and regard His Highness as a thorn in the eyes......"

"I originally thought that as long as this king raised his arms and shouted, the heroes of the world would respond in groups!" Looking out the window, Liu Wei sighed softly, and said with a little gloom in his tone: "It seems that this king is wrong, in the eyes of many people, maybe it is more valuable under His Majesty today!" A living puppet is far more useful than a living prince! ”

Guan Qing didn't speak again, she didn't know how to pick up Liu Wei's words. Liu Wei has always spoken cautiously, and perhaps only in front of her will he open his heart and call Liu Xie a "puppet".

When she first met Liu Wei in Woniu Mountain, Guan Qing felt that Liu Wei was extraordinary, but the two of them didn't get along for a long time that day, and her impression of Liu Wei was not too deep. It wasn't until she later joined Liu Bian's command and was besieged by Fengchangfeng in Yanzhou that Liu Bian's actions made her firm in this belief.

In her mind, Liu Wei has always been a hero who is unwilling to show weakness. Whoever provokes him will surely attract his thunderous wrath.

But at the moment, Liu Wei had a bit of gloom and helplessness in his tone when he spoke, which made Guan Qing feel inexplicable sentimentality from the bottom of his heart.

"Attack on the battlefield, there are casualties on both sides!" Guan Qing didn't know what to say, Liu Wei's tone suddenly became cold, still staring out the window, and then said to Guan Qing: "But they sent assassins with the intention of murdering this king, and even implicated Qing'er and General Deng were seriously injured, how could this king bypass them!" ”

"Your Highness......" Liu Wei said these words, Guan Qing suddenly felt a chill in his heart, knowing that in the near future, this city was probably going to set off a bloody storm, he had just lowered his head and raised it again, looking at Liu Wei, his eyes flashed with joy, and he was also mixed with a look of worry.

While Liu Wei and Guan Qing were talking in the wing room in the backyard of the government's mansion, a man in his forties was walking back and forth in the small courtyard with his hands behind his back anxiously in a private house on the street in the city.

The man walking back and forth has a very delicate face, and his facial features are much more delicate than ordinary men. If it weren't for the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes and the beard floating on his chin betraying his age, this person would really be a beautiful man.

But at this time, the look on the face of this old beautiful man was not as good-looking as his appearance, he wrinkled his brows tightly, and every time he took a step forward, the fist behind his back would subconsciously clench tightly.

"Sir!" As he walked up and down the courtyard with anxiety, a young man pushed open the courtyard door, and after closing it again, walked quickly in front of him, bowed with his fists, and saluted him.

"How? Have you found any herbs? Seeing the young man turn back, the old beautiful man's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes flashed with unconcealable expectation, and he asked the young man a question.

"Found it!" The young man glanced back at the courtyard door behind him, then licked his lips, took out a handful of grass from his arms, held it in both hands and handed it to the old beautiful man's hand.

When the old beautiful man took the grass, the young man raised his head, clenched his fists and lowered his voice and said to him: "Sir, the city gate is very tightly checked, and the girl is injured......

"Alas!" Holding fresh herbs in his hand, the old beautiful man sighed helplessly, and said to the young man: "Liu'er is good at everything, but this temperament is too similar to her father......

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at a room not far behind him, and then whispered to the young man: "It's not good to provoke anyone, but to provoke that Deng Zhan......"

"I heard that Deng Zhan was also injured by the girl!" As soon as the old beautiful man's words were finished, admiration appeared on the young man's face, and he said to the old beautiful man: "There are only girls in the world who can hurt Deng Zhan, except for the emperor!" ”

"Even so, you shouldn't compete with that Deng Zhan!" When the young man said that Deng Zhan was also injured, a touch of pride flashed in the eyes of the old beautiful man, but this smugness was only a flash, and it was immediately replaced by endless worry.

"I'm sorry everyone, pay more attention to the actions of the King of Luoyang recently!" Raising his fist and arching towards the young man, the old beautiful man said to the young man very humbly: "Before Liu Er's injury improves, if she is found by the King of Luoyang, she will definitely die more and live less." The lives of my uncle and nephew depend on you! ”

"Sir let go!" It had been a while since he entered the small courtyard, and the young man didn't dare to delay for too long, so he hugged his fists and gave the old beautiful man a salute back, and said to him: "Farewell under the next, sir, but if you need it, just give orders!" ”

"It's hard work!" Giving the young man a salute in return, the old beautiful man said goodbye to the young man, and watched the young man go out of the courtyard door, and then turned his head and walked briskly towards the room he had just looked at.

When he arrived at the door, the old beautiful man gently pushed the door open and stretched out his head to look inside.

In the small room, there is a faint fragrance. The scent was not incense lit in the room, but wafted from the cover in the room.

The room was small, small enough to fit a low table with a dilapidated surface and a flat bed.

Sunlight filters through the windows and casts itself into the house. The bright spot of light landed right on the side of the bunk, almost next to the head of the man lying on the bunk.

The person lying on the bunk didn't even make a sound, barely heard her breathing, and the room was so quiet that even a needle could be heard clearly falling on the floor.

Gently entering the house, the old beautiful man sat down next to the man's bed, and stretched out his hand to lift the quilt on the man's body.

As soon as his hand touched the quilt, the eyes of the person who was lying quietly suddenly opened, and a pair of beautiful almond eyes, full of alertness, stared at him without blinking.

"Liu Er, don't panic, uncle just wants to give you medicine." Seeing that the lying man woke up, a trace of embarrassment appeared on the face of the old beautiful man, and an unnatural smile was pulled up at the corner of his mouth, and he said a word to the man.

Lying on the cover was the assassin who had intercepted Liu Wei earlier and duel with Deng Zhan. If Liu Wei was here at this time, he would have been shocked to see the assassin's face. Deng Zhan, who has never lost a sword competition with others, was injured by a young woman this time!

I don't know if it was born fair-skinned or due to excessive blood loss, this assassin named Liu'er had a snow-white face. She was as white as snowflakes dancing in the cold winter, and she was so pure that she didn't even have the slightest blood.

Seeing that Liu Er didn't respond, the old beautiful man became bold and reached out again to pinch the quilt.

Just when he was about to lift the quilt, Liu Er suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist, moved his pale lips, and said coldly: "Uncle Bulao, Liu Er...... Liu Er took medicine at home. ”

I was seriously injured, and this grasp exerted a lot of strength. Liu Er's already pale face was more and more covered with a little gray.

Maybe she was afraid of Liu'er, but the old beautiful man didn't insist on helping her take medicine, and a trace of helplessness and unwillingness flashed on her face, so she forced herself to laugh and said to Liu'er: "Since that's the case, then you can take medicine yourself." ”

After speaking, he gently placed the herb he was holding in his other hand next to Liu Er's head.

It wasn't until he put down the herb that Liu Er let go of the hand that was holding his wrist tightly, and said to him very weakly: "Uncle, please...... Self-pooping, Liu Er...... Liu Er wants to change the dressing...... Finish. ”

"Be gentle when changing dressings." Leaning down slightly, he told Liu Er with great concern, and the old beautiful man stood up, turned around and walked towards the door.

Looking sideways at his departing back, Liu Er's apricot eyes flashed a touch of disgust for some reason.

When the old beautiful man came out of the room, Liu Er grabbed the herbs next to the bed, and rubbed them with difficulty with two hands that were almost out of strength.

The palm of her hand was too weak, and she rubbed it for a long time before she could be considered to have rubbed some juice out of the herb.

This herb is quite different from the herb that Liu Wei used to heal people in the past, its leaf stalk is slender, and it is not as thick and juicy as the leaves of Panax notoginseng, and the surface of the leaves is even a little rough.

Kneading the juice out of the leaves, Liu Er gently lifted the quilt and applied the herbs that kneaded the juice to the wound.

The herb was rubbed on the wound, and a hot pain spread from the wound into the cerebellar cortex, Liu Er snorted, clenched her teeth, and endured the invasion of the pain on her, Liu Er only felt that the unbearable pain almost made her faint.

Since learning swordsmanship, she has also fought against some swordsmanship masters, and even many swordsmen who have been famous for a long time have died under her sword.

But she had never been so seriously injured, and it was only at this time that she completely understood why her father had told her that when she was walking the world, she could draw her sword when she saw any swordsman, but when she saw Deng Zhan, she could avoid it immediately!

Born as a swordsman, where is the reason to retreat to the side when you meet a strong opponent? Although Liu Er is a woman, she has a unique pride of a swordsman in her bones. Since her father said that to her, Liu Er's heart has the idea of competing with Deng Zhan.

Intercepting Liu Wei, for Liu Er, was just a task assigned to her by others. met Liu Wei and others unexpectedly in the market, but what really excited her was that Deng Zhan was also beside Liu Wei.

Whether to kill Liu Wei or not is not important in Liu Er's opinion, the important thing is that she finally found an opportunity to draw her sword with Deng Zhan, how could she easily miss it?