Chapter 63: Wounded
Rong Sanjin swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and forced a smile at the person in the seat, "Yes, I'm back......"
"It's good to come back, it's okay if you're okay," Mama Rong saw that her young lady's face was not very good, and quickly made a look at Sanjin to retreat.
Who knows, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then interjected, "There is something wrong with people!" ”
"Madam, it's so late, it's not too late to talk about something cloudy, let Miss ......" Mama Rong was talking to the people in the seat with her head down, but she was stunned by the young man's startled voice.
"Where are the people? What's wrong? Where did it hurt? Why didn't you say it earlier, you stinky boy! Mama Rong looked at the woman's expression, and motioned to Rong Sanjin with her eyes frantically, and then continued.
This kid finally has some effect today, and it is not in vain what she often tells him on weekdays.
Mama Rong silently praised her wit.
The young man's mouth was bitter, although he fell down because of the young lady's prank, but when the lantern was still on, he saw the scabbed wounds on the young lady's face, and the hands holding the lantern were all congealed blood stains.
Later, when the young lady left in the direction of Wutong Pavilion, he probably saw that the girl's student uniform had several cuts, and there were black marks on it.
If he guessed correctly, Miss should be causing trouble outside again.
Aunt Rong thought that he was deliberately trying to excuse Miss, and if she saw the scars on Miss's body, she would definitely scold her.
"Madam, Miss, she seems to be injured, and her body is covered with blood...... The young man saw that the faces of the people in the seat became colder and colder, and hurriedly finished speaking, "Auntie, I remember that my door is not closed yet, so I will leave first." ”
Rong Mama saw that the young man seemed to be smeared with oil on the soles of his feet, and the wind slipped away, so she felt that something was wrong, and she asked tentatively, "Madam, why don't we go to Wutong Pavilion to have a look, Miss she ......"
The person on the seat lightly interrupted the chatter of the people around him, "Ah Pei, I'm tired, go back first." ”
Ah Pei is Rong Mama's nickname, her full name is Rong Pei, she is Yan Tianruo's companion maid, and she has been by her side since she was a child. Knowing Madame's temper, she withdrew her hand awkwardly, and replied with some disappointment, "Yes, Madame." ”
"There is turmoil in the city today, you should go and rest early, you don't have to wait."
When Mama Rong heard the woman's words, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly answered happily, "The slave and maid retreated first." ”
The woman nodded coldly, watching the people around her rush out, a trace of non-yin emotion floating in her indifferent expression, but she didn't say anything, just sat still.
She picked up the already cold tea on the table, took a sip and put it down, her eyes were attracted by a lightning that fell rapidly from the sky, she swallowed the bitter tea in her mouth slowly, brushed off the non-existent dust on the placket, and finally moved from the big chair, and said with a sigh:
"It's going to rain."
As if in response to what she said, a purple thunderbolt exploded overhead, bringing a chill in the middle of the night, and she grabbed her umbrella and walked in the direction that the previous person had run out.
The thunder roared, Yan Jiu Qi opened her eyes, her black pupils were still seeing in the night, she carefully investigated her spiritual sense, the spiritual source that originally grew red spiritual roots was empty, but a red black gold bead appeared, but no matter how she sensed it, this bead that was neither yin nor white was always like a stone, no temperature, no reaction.
She exhaled slowly, and had to take advantage of the moonlight to change her clothes first, this room had no candles, and because she had not lived in a month and fell into the dust, she twisted up the thin layer of ash on the suitcase, and a trace of clarity flashed in her eyes.
It seems that these three rooms are also not having a good time.