For a moment, Yan Qianqing was so excited that she went crazy several times, but when she thought of something, she became depressed again.

Mental recovery? It's a shame that she thought about it, now she is not Su Yingxue's original body, no matter how excited she is, it is useless, and she can only stand the test of practice to be regarded as the truth.

"Can Master Meng mention me these days?" She kneels and punishes at night, and she has to listen to classes and be punished during the day, no matter how normal a person is, she has to be decadent.

I don't know how Mama Guo and Meng Fuzi remember her when she is gone. Well, as long as Yan confesses there and closes one eye and passes symbolically, others will not know.

Obviously, she can not be punished, what kind of crime has she suffered, and she can't wait to kneel down and punish herself, and find something to do for herself.

Now no penalty is equivalent to punishment.

The two girls were sent back by Yan Qianqing several times, and they figured out Yan Qianqing's habits, and they retired after the things they were going to do were done.

Tonight the wind was blowing very strongly, and it was thundering and raining heavily. The noisy sound of rain filled the entire space, setting off the originally silent ancestral hall even more solemnly.

After kneeling for a long time, it was dark and before Mama Guo came, Yan Qianqing stood up and looked for a fire fold to light the white candles on the candlestick. After the white candle was lit, the ancestral hall became bright, and even the tablet that faintly exuded cold air did not look so terrifying.

Purify your hands and offer incense to the ancestors of the General's Mansion, and then kneel back to the original meditation seat.

At this time, Yu'er Lu'er, who had gone and returned, came with an umbrella and persuaded: "We are ordered by the general to ask the young lady to go back." Miss, it's raining a lot tonight, and it's not good if you're caught with a cold, so let's go back! ”

Yan Qianqing opened his eyes, looked back and saw the two of them shaking the water stains on their dresses, and looked around again.

"I didn't see Mama Guo tonight, under what circumstances does she usually not come to the ancestral hall?"

"She? An old man who used to take care of the ancestral hall didn't let her take over much now. But she had formed a habit of coming every night. Luer said.

Her young lady wouldn't be waiting for that Mama Guo, right? It's raining so hard, so no matter how sincere Mama Guo is, she may not come!

"I didn't see her tonight. She was on crutches, and her eyesight was so difficult that she could not even walk. If something happens, fall ......" Yan Qianqing thought thoughtfully, and before he finished speaking, a lightning bolt struck the locust tree outside the ancestral hall, and the locust tree shook violently without breaking its branches.

"Then why don't we wait?" Rain is the most comforting.

Lu'er didn't want to say anything, she couldn't wait, she might not be able to wait for Mama Guo, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, it seemed that she wished they could stay here for the night.

"Miss, what do you care about, there is such a strong wind, such a heavy rain, and thunder and lightning are not worrying, do you think it is a person who will come?"

Thinking that what Lu'er said was also reasonable, Yan Qianqing took the umbrella in her hand and opened it, and walked out of the ancestral hall to the corridor. Looking back at Yu'er, Yu'er carried a lantern, lit the candle flame in the lantern, and then came to the candlestick to blow out the rows of vertical white candles before coming out of the ancestral hall.

On the way back to the guest room, the rain seemed to be a little less, and the two ends protected her in the middle, and when they encountered a puddle and mud road that was not easy to walk, they took her around as much as possible.

The care was not very good, and when I returned to the guest room, I found that the three of them were not much better, either their clothes were wet or their hair was wet.

Yan Qianqing's upper body is fine, and his lower skirt and hair are all soaked. On the other hand, the two girls who served their masters wholeheartedly were covered in their bodies, and even their heads were wet.

After washing up casually and changing into dry pajamas, Yan Qianqing hurriedly urged the two of them to change their clothes so as not to get sick.

When the door was closed, she was left alone in the room, and she was rummaging through the alleys alone, finding scissors to cut the wick on the candlestick, and the person could not sleep in bed.

I was so bored, I was drenched in the rain, and I changed my clothes and fell asleep. The night was surprisingly quiet, and you could hear the faint sizzle of the candle burning.

She misses her dad, how nice it would be if there was a signal, a mobile phone and computer, maybe she could be contacted......

Someone outside the window?

Sitting up suddenly, she had never felt so sensitive. At the same time, I was secretly happy in my heart, and at the same time, who else would be outside her window at such a late hour!

Thinking about the person, he opened his mouth and said: "The person outside the window wants to be the gentleman on the beam?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the window was opened with a loud bang. Yan Qianqing raised his head to look, touched the gaze of the passer, and the whole person gasped.

The black hole in those eyes was abnormal, and there was a strong murderous aura, and even the embarrassment that carried his whole body was replaced by a chill.

He staggered along the road to support the table and chair that could support his physical strength, shouted the word "Qing", and the whole person fell to the side of the person on the bed.

It's not on the side, it's obviously poured on people, but people are afraid that he will move to the side, and he picked up the scissors.

"Murong Jue?" Seeing that the person fell to bed, the sheets were wet, and the wet piece was forgotten, but the person was bleeding.

Hikosaaki had never seen such a situation, and in her time, wars were fought with technological weapons. In the case of a strong economy, as long as we have information and a clear strategic plan, we can distinguish the winner from the loser in the blink of an eye in a big war, and we will not be able to see the bloody side of people at all.

What did this man do? You don't have to think about it to know that you have been retaliated against by the enemy. The injury is so bad, now teach her how to be good.

To save or not to save?

After some struggle, Yan Qianqing put down the scissors in his hand, pushed the person, and then overturned the person with all his strength.

Murong Jue's body was soaked, and he had shed a lot of blood, and the rain and blood were mixed together and left a patch, which was shocking no matter how he looked at it.

I was trying to call someone, but I didn't feel right. Murong Jue broke through the window and entered her room, not to alarm the people in the General's Mansion, he had his own reasons.

Thinking that he is the great Boos, the powerful imperial uncle! The man who forced herself to marry him, the one she hated so much. She really planned to just cool him off like this, and let him die like this.

Murong Jue opened his eyes leisurely, watched the defensive-looking man put down the scissors in his hand, pushed him twice, and was about to call someone, but he still didn't do it later. Now the person sat and stunned again, and from her actions he knew roughly what she was thinking.

What a conscienceless one!

"Saving ......" pretends to be weak, but in fact it is also weak. He called Yan Qianqing, but Yan Qianqing didn't hear him at all, and he didn't even look at him.

"Murong Jue! If I die early, I'll be relieved! I don't know my old self...... How did I mess with you! Yan Qianqing was annoyed, approached the person who turned over to death, and scolded in a low voice.

He was soaking wet, and she wanted to close her eyes and check him out, but when it came time to check, she didn't need her eyes to check where he had been poked.

She's a woman...... It's a girl, too......

To avoid the eye of the needle, she reached out and pressed it against him......

Murong Jue was very cooperative, and she let out a muffled snort when she pressed against his wound to remind her. As for the rest, I don't know how he feels. I probably feel that I have never seen such a bold and open girl!

After a full body examination, there were several deep wounds, but the wounds were all open. The most serious part of this is right on the shoulder.

Hikoto breathed a sigh of relief, then took the scissors and neatly cut his clothes, and found medicine from the bedside to administer medicine to him.

After taking the medicine, she was too tired to do it, yawning deeply, touching the wetness on his body, she was about to collapse!

Murong Jue's clothes are not simple, they are not simple, they are very simple. In short, no matter how simple it is, it can't withstand a few clicks of the scissors in her hand.

Move him to the bed, cut off the place that should be cut, cover him with a quilt and pull the corner of the clothes like this, and the undressing process is successfully completed. It's the same "principle" to take off your pants, as for shoes...... She wouldn't care.

Fortunately, there was a bed curtain, she put down the layers of bed curtains to cover Murong Jue on the bed, and went to sleep on the small couch that was originally prepared for the night vigil maid outside the moon style.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Yan Qianqing woke up very consciously. When I entered the moon-style room, I lifted the curtain in front of my bed, and everything in front of me was in order, and everything that was stained with blood, such as bedding and sheets, carpets, etc., had been replaced with new ones.

When did this man leave? Say hello when you go!

And these, at a glance, you can know that it is his people who deal with them. It's really unknowing! Even she didn't notice it.

Back on the couch, lay back into the warm quilt, the moist black pearl eyes were shining, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

Not to mention the sudden rainstorm on Murong Jue's road, he was also lurked by a well-trained killer. Finally solved some of the killers to break through, and when I passed by the General's Mansion, I was physically exhausted and couldn't walk, so I turned in to avoid it.

Coincidentally, he saw Yan Qianqing enter this room with the maid, so he followed all the way......

I didn't expect Yan Qianqing to find him so quickly, and I didn't expect Yan Qianqing to undress him in such a way.

Thinking of this, the whole person had a gloomy face, and a chill burst out all over his body, so that the man in black who was kneeling on one knee in front of him did not dare to raise his head.

"The king doesn't care about today's affairs, and the person who tried to get close to the princess can be found out?"

"The subordinates are incompetent! Please also punish the master! ”

"Keep checking, I, Murong Jue, don't need useless people." For the first time, Murong Jue did not punish anyone.

This made the man in black even more frightened. A black shadow stood up, and the man disappeared without a trace.

Hikoto Qing lay in the bed for a while and got up to wash. Shuang'er also came in time, helped her comb her hair, and then took someone to tidy up the room.

As for Lu'er, as soon as she entered the door with a plate of snacks, she said with a smile: "Miss looks much better today." ”

Hikoshi smiled and rushed over to see what snacks were in Lu'er's tray.

"It's hibiscus cake! Miss taste? ”

Yan Qianqing took a piece and sniffed it, this pastry doesn't look very good, it smells quite fragrant, and it can arouse people's appetite.

"A few of you come over and have a try, too." Thinking so, she tasted it too.

It melts in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, and has an endless aftertaste...... It doesn't seem to be worse than a rock sugar gourd!

If Luer knew what she was thinking, she would have complained vigorously: how do two different things compare?

Their young lady, alas!