Chapter 592: Maniac Mode
Ah Er said: "Lord, you are injured! I'll treat your wound first. β
Yang Ling widened the robe on the outside and put it on the table, leaving only a layer of middle clothes inside, which was white, and it was even more dazzling after being stained with blood.
Ah Er checked the wound, above the shoulder bone, it was indeed not heavy, it was scratched by the tip of the sword, it was a long wound, but it was not deep. It's just that the problem now is that he doesn't have the medicine on hand.
"Lord, there is no wound medicine, I'll wrap it up for you first, and then make plans at dawn."
Yang Ling didn't refuse, and nodded: "Hmm." β
Ah Er tore a piece of gauze on the curtain in the house, and when he walked to Yang Ling's side to bandage it, there was a sudden knock on the door, he looked at Yang Ling, and asked him what he meant with his eyes, Yang Ling didn't speak indifferently, he had to ask, "Who?" β
"Me." Lu Xiaoxiao's voice sounded outside the door.
Ah Er said: "I'm sorry, we have already slept, please princess respect herself." He thought that Yang Ling should not want to see her, so he made his own opinion.
Lu Xiaoxiao said unrelentingly: "Yang Ling, I have something to tell you." β
Ah Er said: "If the princess has anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow." β
Lu Xiaoxiao was impatient, kicked open the door and walked in, "He's injured, what's the matter with you as a subordinate, just watching him ignore him?" I'm just sending a medicine, can I still take it? β
As he spoke, he walked to Yang Ling's side with a tray, and in the tray was a set of clothes, some wound medicine and gauze for bandaging.
She glanced at the curtain in Ah Second, and sneered, "You just use that to bandage him?" Don't you know that it's dirty and can cause the wound to become infected? Are you trying to kill him? β
Ah Er turned his face away and sneered, does he want to do this? Didn't she force it?
Lu Xiaoxiao put down the tray and said, "But you're angry?" If you are out of breath, take care of the wound, and if you haven't breathed yet, then I'll let them come out and fight with you again. β
Ah Er was so angry that his teeth itched, and he held back his anger, "Fifth princess, the things have also been delivered, so please trouble you to go out." β
Lu Xiaoxiao was not in a hurry or annoyed, and sneered: "What do you think I can do to him?" I'm half-brother and sister to him, so I'm really mad enough to get there? β
She took the medicine for the injury, it seemed that she was going to give Yang Ling medicine in person, but her movements were not obvious, she just pinched the medicine bottle, and did not get close to Yang Ling, Ah Er didn't know whether to stop her, and finally decided to wait to see what she wanted to do.
She didn't move, "When I knew you were my own brother, I really couldn't accept it. But what if you can't accept it? After all, it's true. Yang Ling, it was my father who asked me to take you back to the capital, I can't disobey the order, he is the king and I am the minister, he is the father and I am the daughter, I am a minister and a son, I can't disobey. Otherwise, you think I want to see you? I wish I never saw you again for the rest of my life! β
"Finished? Get out when you're done! Yang Ling was still rude.
Lu Xiaoxiao didn't insist, stuffed the medicine bottle into Ah Second, and said: "I admit that I was willful and did something very excessive, if I hurt you, then I will say sorry to you." I think, our brother and sister, after all, are related by blood, and I hope we can get along well. β
After Lu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.
After she went out, Ah Er closed the door and came back to treat Yang Ling's wounds, but he didn't dare to use the bottle of medicine, he just picked up the gauze and wanted to wrap it for Yang Ling.
Yang Ling said: "If there is a problem with the medicine, the gauze may also be drugged." β
Ah Er hesitated, "That'...... Still wrapped in a curtain? β
Yang Ling: "......" sighed angrily, "Did you rest your brain tonight?" I mean, the medicine is fine. β
"Oh." Ah Er picked up the medicine bottle, opened the cork and smelled it, it was indeed wound medicine, with his ability, he could smell the smell of wound medicine, and he really couldn't smell it without other medicines.
Regarding Lu Xiaoxiao, he just heard Zixuzhuang's brother and the little straight man talk about it, he was not present at the beginning of the grievances between the master and her husband and wife, and he didn't feel it intuitively, so his impression was not as deep as that of the little straight man.
In his feeling, Lu Xiaoxiao is a woman with a princess's disease, and when she fell in love with his master, she insisted on getting it, but this violated the interests of his little master, who was a person who refused to admit defeat, so the little mastermother fought with her openly and secretly.
To put it bluntly, this is the clichΓ© story of two women fighting for wind and jealousy.
It's just that in this story, Lu Xiaoxiao is suspected of bullying others and taking them by force.
But now that she knew her relationship with his master, she really shouldn't make any more trouble.
Ah Er is really stable, and simple is really simple.
"Lord, did you say that she really came to take you back to the capital on the orders of the emperor?" Ah Er said while giving Yang Ling medicine.
"What's important? Do you think I can go with her now? β
Yang Ling's tone was dry, Ah Er didn't dare to speak again, carefully treated the wound, and hurriedly went to get a basin of warm water, helped Yang Ling take off the bloody clothes on his body, twisted the towel to help him wipe the blood stains on his body, changed into clean clothes, and stood aside.
Yang Ling's body exuded an aura of not approaching, and at this time, he didn't dare to speak.
Yang Ling took his blood-stained clothes, wiped the blood stains on the dagger, pinched the dagger, and was silent with his eyebrows.
Ah Eryan thought he looked a little scary.
It's scary more intimidating than when he's cold.
After a long time, Yang Ling looked at him: "What are you doing not sleeping here?" β
Ah Er: "......" pursed his lips, "I will serve you to sleep first." β
"No, you don't."
"Oh, that subordinate retired first." It's so hard to do this.
usually follows him, although he always has a cold face, but he is still easy-going. But now Ah Er only feels that he is saying to him all over his body: I am a hedgehog, whoever comes close to me will be stabbed to death.
Yang Hedgehog didn't speak, Ah Eryi saluted, and retreated to the compartment.
Yang Ling sat on the chair for a while, and then went to bed again. sat down.
At the moment, this dilemma is a little difficult to break, and he is quite worried.
He wasn't afraid that Lu Xiaoxiao would embarrass him, he was afraid that Qu Xiaobai, a fool, would do something excessive while he was away.
Don't look at her usual supple appearance, but he knows best, but she is definitely restless in her heart.
The fetal position is not corrected, and in the end, I am afraid that I will have to choose the most lethal cesarean section, and no one can guarantee that she will be able to come back, and neither can he. He would never be mentally prepared for her not to come back, but she would have had this plan.
He barely had to think about it to know that she must be preparing for this now.
And it must be a preparation for death.
When thinking about this, Yang Ling only felt that the whole person was empty.
If she dares...... In fact, even if she leaves, what else can he do but follow?
That's how useless it is. In fact, he has never been a responsible person, and if he has taken on some things, it is only because of her existence.
After tossing and turning for a long time, it was late at night, he pushed the door out, and saw that the lights were still on in the west chamber, and he walked towards the west chamber.
There was a knock on the door.
"It's not closed, come in." Lu Xiaoxiao's voice was a little lazy.
Yang Ling pushed the door and entered.
Lu Xiaoxiao wore a bright red silk undershirt, leaning lazily on the head of the bed, the green silk like a waterfall spread out and spread on her shoulders, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes revealed a blurry temperament. The undershirt is very light, and the full figure looms.
Even if Yang Ling is in the advanced stage of face blindness, he has to admit that Lu Xiaoxiao is indeed a stunner.
Yang Ling put aside his face, didn't look at her, and said indifferently: "I came to you to negotiate terms with you." β
The action of his face abandoning his face caused Lu Xiaoxiao great pleasure, she bent one calf and put it on the other leg casually, her eyes were full of smiles, and her voice was charming: "I won't negotiate terms with you." You don't have the capital to negotiate conditions with me right now. β
"Whether there is capital or not, I still have a number in my heart."
"I don't think you really counted. I am noble, powerful, good-looking, and I have things that other women can't get in their lives, and I don't lack anything. And you and to me, the meaning of your existence in the past is that I want to marry you, I want your body, and now your body is poison to me, and I can only disgust myself if I want it. You say, what capital do you have? β
The corners of Lu Xiaoxiao's mouth seemed to be hooked with a smile, and his tone was not hurried, lazy and charming.
Yang Ling frowned and did not speak.
Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly chuckled, "If you must beg me for your body, I can't reluctantly consider it." But...... Will you ask me? β
That's a madman. Yang Lingqiang endured the churning stomach and did not vomit, and walked out resolutely, Lu Xiaoxiao said leisurely: "Leave for Beijing early tomorrow morning, you can get ready." β
Yang Ling's hand on the door was already paused, and his foot about to step out of the door suddenly stopped.
"Then I'll tell you, either carry my corpse into Beijing, or wait for my side to enter Beijing." Although Yang Ling's tone was ruthless, the words themselves lacked confidence, just like a person being forced into a desperate situation, even if he died generously, he died with a sense of pathos.
Lu Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows, and there was more interest in his tone, "What is going on here?" It's Qu Xiaobai's business, right? I heard that Qu Xiaobai is pregnant, counting the days, and she is about to give birth, right? It's really enviable. Also, a man can't leave at this time. But, Yang Ling, do you want her to give birth to your child safely? β
Yang Ling resisted the urge to strangle her, because he understood that with his skills, he couldn't strangle her at all, it was nothing more than fighting her to the death, and now that he was fighting with her to the death, he really couldn't guarantee Qu Xiaobai's safety.
He still has a trace of reason, and he didn't force himself and Xiaobai into a corner. As long as he is still here, he still has the ability to think, and his hands and feet are as flexible as ever, and he can always come up with a way to solve things.
"Xiaobai is indeed pregnant, but who told you that she is about to give birth? We're three months away from the right day. Lu Xiaoxiao, isn't the person who provided you the news not the person next to me at all, so he can't get the first-hand news at all? β
Yang Ling's words were indeed tentative.