Chapter 9: The Tricks of the Master and Servant
The spring light is just right, and the peach blossoms in the northwest corner of the small courtyard are blooming brightly, scorching and dazzling.
If you are in a good mood, you have a good appetite.
Miss Shen finally showed her squirming side.
Let people call a table of wine from the most famous restaurant on Shuofeng Island, and sit at the table alone to eat.
When she was full of wine and food, she seemed to see the little maid who was drooling at her on the side, and the beautiful guard who had been staring at her outside the door.
"Ha, I'm so sorry I accidentally finished eating. You, by the way, Hua Qing, go and order a table again, you can eat by yourself! β
After Shen Wenjiang finished speaking, he took the crutches that Feiyu had just made on the side and tried to walk in the yard by himself.
The expected danger last night made her understand a truth even more.
No one will stand in front of you all the time, and at critical moments, it is better to rely on others than on yourself.
Then I thought that if it wasn't for the black-clothed masked man who made a timely move, she would have become a ghost under the sword of King Yuan......
If you can live with something to look forward to, no one wants to die.
She had to regain her ability to walk as soon as possible in order to cope with the next difficult situation.
When the little maid behind her heard that there was something delicious, her eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help her.
Shen Wenjiang waved his hand, refused, and let her play by herself.
Hua Qing seemed a little surprised, stunned for a moment before responding, and then hurried out of the courtyard.
As the first-class guard beside Miss Shen, of course she didn't have to go in person.
Therefore, after a while, she returned, but her face was not very good-looking, "Girl, the prince said, since you have caught up with the prince, you should make friends with them." β
It was a letter I wrote to the prince last night...
There is also Hua Qing's displeasure in seeing her, or she is dissatisfied with the prince's attitude towards herself, so she puts on this stinky face...
Shen Wenjiang was stunned, and asked silently, "When will the prince go back?" β
Hua Qing shook her head, "My subordinates don't know. It seems that the alliance will continue for a while, and if there is no accident, the prince should wait until the end before leaving. β
Shen Wen Jiang bowed his head and continued to move forward with crutches.
Hua Qing watched from behind her and didn't step forward to help her.
After walking a few steps, Shen Wenjiang suddenly turned around and whispered, "There is something I have to tell you." β
Hua Qing: "......"
"When I woke up, I had no memory." Shen Wenjiang said.
Hearing this, Hua Qing's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at her in disbelief, "You-"
"Yes, exactly. But I want only you to know about it. After Shen Wenjiang finished speaking, he turned his head and continued to walk forward casually.
After thinking about it for a while, she decided to tell Hua Qing.
Yanqiu was just a little girl, and she didn't know anything about these things.
And the person he came into contact with the most after waking up was Hua Qing.
Although Hua Qing doesn't like her, she is not loyal enough to her. But she is loyal to the prince, only obeys the prince's life, and she should not betray herself before the prince loses trust in herself.
Moreover, if he can tell her this secret, it is equivalent to trusting her and treating her as a confidant.
Of course, this is also a gamble.
Shen Wenjiang thought about it, no matter whether Hua Qing would tell the prince about this, she would not worry about her life for the time being.
After all, the superficial identity of her body is the daughter of the Dengzhou Thorn History.
Shen Tingshi held the military and political power in Dengzhou and won the trust of the Son of Heaven. If his daughter died suddenly on Shuofeng Island, it would definitely cause a storm.
Since the prince sat back and watched her help Qianguo relieve the siege, he would not make trouble at this time.
It took almost a cup of tea for Hua Qing to accept this fact, and then asked in a low voice: "Then your amnesia, is it temporary or not?" β
Shen Wenjiang replied very dryly: "I don't know, so I have to help you cover it up." β
Hua Qing: "......"
Help cover up?
She actually said it so naturally, she really thought she was a master, and her cheeks were so thick that she couldn't be bounded...
Annoyed to annoyed, thinking of the prince's orders, Hua Qing did not have an immediate attack, and left with a calm face.
After a short time, the food and drinks were delivered.
The little maid who didn't know where to be happy just now smelled the fragrance and entered the yard, humming a little song while neatly spreading bowls and chopsticks with her hands and feet, and occasionally shouting outside the courtyard: "Brother Feiyu, Brother Feiyun, come quickly, eatββ"
Shen Wenjiang was so tired that he could only gasp for breath at this time, and the injury on his leg was still very painful, but he could walk a few steps by himself.
Just as she was about to enter the house to rest, Hua Qing led a thin old man with a medical box on his back and walked towards her.
Shen Wenjiang's heart tightened.
This dead girl actually found a doctor...
In the blink of an eye, the two were in front of her.
Hua Qing stepped forward and couldn't help but help her into the house, and then said to the doctor who followed up: "Our girl fell off the horse a few days ago, not only was her leg injured, but her head was not lightly hit, can you help me see how she is recovering?" β
The doctor nodded and immediately checked her pulse.
The people in the courtyard outside had already gathered, and Feiyu glanced in the direction of the main house, and then drank and ate meat under the beckoning of his companions.
The master and servant in the house held their breath and condensed, each with their own thoughts.
A quarter of an hour later, the doctor withdrew his hand, squatted down and pinched her broken leg, and finally a smile finally appeared on his previously serious face, "Well, you are recovering well, you can try to walk down." β
"Doctor, the wound on her headβ"
"It's out of the way, but-"
"But what?" They both asked at the same time.
The doctor said: "The old decay may be too worried, generally head injury, there will be some sequelae, some stupid, some headaches, and some memory damage, since the girl does not have these symptoms now, I think it is lucky." β
Hearing this, Shen Wenjiang was stunned.
It's, it's, it's too much.
Even she couldn't help but suspect that she had communicated with this doctor.
But she really didn't know each other.
"Then, if the memory is damaged, is it possible to recover it?" At this moment, Hua Qing's mood was quite complicated, even she didn't know whether to gloat or sympathize, and at the same time there was a trace of nervousness.
"That's up to her own creation." The doctor skillfully prescribes medicine as he speaks.
Shen Wenjiang: ......
Well, it's not too bad.
Although she was diagnosed with impaired memory, at least her identity as the daughter of Shen Tingshi was preserved. In the future, if you don't know anything, you can say that you don't remember.
It was Hua Qing who should have the headache......
When she thought about it like this, she was in a better mood.
The eating and drinking in the courtyard continued.
The little maid glanced in the direction of the main room, and seemed to be a little distracted, and after a while, she ran in with a bowl full of dishes, "Sister Huaqing, try it quickly, this is delicious, I grabbed it from them so easily." β
Hua Qing: ......
She didn't want to grab a few bites of food, but the little maid's interruption temporarily freed her from the struggle of the battle between heaven and man.
"Thank you, put it there, Sister Yanqiu has a heart."
Hua Qing said, got up and personally sent the doctor out, stuffed a silver ticket outside the gate, and then said in a low voice, "This matter is not beneficial to my girl, please don't spread it to Mr." β
The doctor glanced at the silver ticket in his hand, the amount was not small, his eyebrows suddenly smiled, and he nodded his head and walked away as if a chicken pecked rice.