"Don't vomit, eat, it's delicious." Xining laughed.

Ah Ling only had a bitter face, chewed the beef a few times, and ate it. This young lady is really...... But it tastes good, it's not good, it's delicious.

Xining laughed and clutched her stomach and lay on the mat. After a long time, he held back and said with a smile: "Don't accompany you, go and eat with Natsuki and them, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is rare to relax yourself once." ”

Ah Ling looked sideways, on the other side, Natsuki and the others were eating and drinking happily around the two stoves, since the young lady started eating meat, only she still adhered to her principles, and the others had already been in the same stream.

But think about this meat is really delicious, Miss and Miss don't care about it, what is she a maid who is taller? Just let it go!

After answering the call, he stood up and walked over there. And there Natsuki and Caiyue had been waiting for a long time, smiling slightly drunk and beckoning her to sit down, a pair of chopsticks and a bowl in her hands, and putting beef and meat slices into her bowl.

The meat was stuffed into her mouth, and with the sake in it, Ah Ling felt that she was also affected and became a contaminant. Secretly weeping, I continued to eat.

The middle palace and the crown princess returned to the palace on the third day. And Xining didn't go back, just took care of himself every day.

After eating the Lantern Festival, it is the end of the New Year, Xining changed into comfortable cotton clothes, covered the stove, and enjoyed the snow scene. In a short time, spring will come, the snow will melt, and she will move from Xuemei Courtyard to Chunxi Courtyard again, and the year will pass so quickly.

Suddenly, Saemon came running quickly, and Shinin watched the clogs on his feet "wow" and stepped on it all the way.

Saemon bowed on his knees, panting. She blinked rarely, "Saemon, how did you manage not to slip?" ”

Saemon finally straightened out his anger: "Miss is not good, someone wants to kill the Michi-sama......"

Xining stood up sharply with the stove in her hand, and the quilt covering her feet fell on the mat.

"Elder Dao and Lord Lai Tong and Lord Lai Zong ......"

Xining interrupted impatiently: "Say what matters!" ”

"Someone chased and killed behind them, and the little one took it upon himself to let them in!"

Xinin walked briskly forward to meet Fujiwara Michicho and his brothers. As far back as I can remember, it was as if nothing had happened at that time.

Except for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Hiroko and Hiko sneered at her. Of course, at that time, the body owner was still young, and he didn't understand many of the meanings in the words. I only knew to salute behind Mrs. Akiko and the others.

On the first day of the festival, Fujiwara Michicho didn't go home very late, but he knew that the house seemed to be very nervous, and Mrs. Akiko called her over for this reason. She fell asleep, but Mrs. Akiko seemed to have not slept all night, and on the second day, the house was the same as before.

It seems that on the way to the next court, the cow that came into a car was frightened, and Fujiwara Michicho was injured a little, so in order not to worry the two ladies, he went to stay with his eldest son Yoritsu for one night. Several domestic servants were also injured and even killed.

Now it seems that it is complete nonsense, something has happened.

A month after the incident, Fujiwara Michicho recovered from his injuries, resigned from the post of minister of the Imperial Government, shaved his hair, and devoted himself to practicing Buddhism. In the spring of the following year, he became a monk.

Xining walked to Xia Yuyuan and saw Fujiwara Michicho and his eldest brother Lai Tong and Fifth Brother Jiaotong, who had been injured; The second brother Lai Zong, the fourth brother can believe, and the sixth brother is the eldest family.

The eldest brother is twenty-six years old, and the other brothers who are two or three years apart in age are still calm, they all hold knives in one hand, and their bodies are covered with blood, and some of the court clothes on their bodies have been cut.

The sixth brother was crying, and when he was blown by the wind, his eyes and nose were frozen red. The sixth brother was only thirteen years old after the New Year, and he was obviously frightened.

In addition to the third brother who became a monk, there is also a young seventh brother, who can take a family photo of the father and son.

It's not good to lean towards the government and the opposition, and once in the last dynasty, he was almost taken by the whole family.

The five elder brothers glared at the fifth sister in strange costumes and walked over, and there were seven or eight maids behind them.

"Fifth sister, what are you wearing?" The eldest son, Lai Tong, looked at the cotton robe on this body, as if he was dressed in the Central Plains of the Celestial Empire.

Hinein approached Fujiwara Michicho and looked at the wound. An arrow hit the chest: "The arrow must be removed, the wound needs to be cleaned." ”

Standing up, his hand casually pointed to a few entourage servants who were embarrassed but not injured: "A few of you, move the Taoist Elder to Xuemei Courtyard, where the north is the innermost courtyard, there are plum trees to ward off enemies, and there are braziers in the room." ”

turned to Ah Ling and said, "You go back and prepare hot water, gauze, scissors, candles, and needlework first." ”

Then he said to Natsuki, who was waiting next to him, "Go to Ah Kui, tell her to wake everyone up, take the weapons she can hold, and go to Xuemei Temple." ”

Then he said to Saemon, "You take someone to guard the door, and if someone comes to call the door, don't open the door." Don't admit that someone has entered the banker. ”

"Yes!" Saemon half-knelt down to receive the order, and then with uneasiness: "But the little one never lies, and he swears not to lie." ”

Xining rolled her eyes: "Then let someone else say, then it won't be a lie." ”

Saemon Daigo: "That's right! After standing up, he hurried towards the gate.

Watching Zunzi arrange it in an orderly manner, everyone in the panic was a little more stable.

The slaves carefully carried Fujiwara Michicho out, while the four sons accompanied the escort.

Seeing that the sixth brother was still wiping his nose there, Xining walked over and handed him the hand stove with a cotton sleeve in his hand: "It's cold, warm your hands." You are the son of the Fujiwara family, look at the brothers, you are almost a man. Walk! ”

The sixth brother sniffed: "Hmm~" followed her.

In fact, I really don't want to care about this sixth brother, in order to climb up, I became the son of Mrs. Lunzi, but after all, it was a mother's belly. Some things are really uncertain, even the third brother, who is smarter than the sixth brother, has deceived him into being a monk, and it is not impossible to trick this guy into recognizing other ladies as his mother.

When she arrived at Xuemei Courtyard, Ah Ling had already prepared most of her things and was still busy making up.

Xia Shu poured hot water, and Xining went to wash his hands: "Get your clothes away, and if you can't take them off, cut off the side." ”

The four older brothers are all armed and have eight feet, and they are all served by others on weekdays, and they have never gone out to fight, so it is normal to be in a hurry.

In the end, the servant with the knife stepped forward and skillfully cut the bloated and wide knife open, revealing the wound of the arrow.

I saw the fifth lady holding a knife, and the tip of the knife was burning on the candle. The personal guard couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to heal the adult's wounds below?" ”

"No!" Xining watched intently as the tip of the knife burned red on the fire: "You know, the arrow is near the heart vein. If my father died, you would have committed suicide. Or I'll come, leave your life behind, and you can go and avenge the Dao Elder. ”

At present, the spirit of bushido has not yet reached the point of perversion, but the death of the Lord has already taken shape.

When the guard heard this, he was immediately moved: "Yes, Miss Zunzi." ”

Xi Ning turned her head to the side and lowered her voice: "Go and help suppress it, bite a strip of cloth in your mouth or something." ”

That way, you won't be yelling at the pain and it will feel like a shame.