Ye Mengmeng's head was full of black lines: "I know, don't scream, it's okay, I will be flustered as soon as you call me." ”

Biyue closed her mouth and didn't dare to say more.

I can hear the sound of ping-pong banging fights outside, and the two of them are hiding under the table, where do they dare to show up?

I don't know how long it took, but it was finally quiet outside.

Biyue listened for a while, and whispered, "Miss, is there no one?" ”

"I don't know," Ye Mengmeng shook her head and quietly probed out, but she saw a pair of black-soled boots in front of her, and the boots were embroidered with gold edges, she slowly raised her head and touched a pair of delicate but playful eyes.

"Miss, is it fun under the table? It's time to come out, right? ”

Ye Mengmeng's face was faintly feverish, a little embarrassed, stretched out her tongue, and dragged Biyue to stand up.

By the moonlight outside the window, Ye Mengmeng glanced around the room and asked cautiously, "Lord Qiao, what about the assassin?" ”

"Ran away." Joss clasped his arms in his hands and replied succinctly.

"What? Ran away? Ye Mengmeng shouted. Didn't you say you were going to catch him? How did you let him run? ”

Jos glanced at her, and said a little angrily: "Catch him? Do you think it's that simple? The assassin was a master of martial arts. ”

"I know he's a martial arts master!" Ye Mengmeng rolled her eyes. "If it's an ordinary person, do you still need your Lord Qiao to take action personally? Didn't you boast that you would catch the murderer? ”

Jos's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Although he let him run, he is already injured and will always be caught." ”

"Always? When will that be? Ye Mengmeng snorted, "I know that catching the murderer is not such a simple thing, if you can't do it, don't boast about Haikou!" ”

"You ----"

Joss was so angry that his handsome face was distorted, glared at her fiercely, and turned away in a huff.

The servants looked at Ye Mengmeng's eyes full of contempt, no one paid attention to her, and followed Qiao Siyan out of the house quickly.

"Hey, why are you leaving?" Ye Mengmeng stomped her feet angrily. "You're gone, what if the Assassins come back? You're too irresponsible, aren't you? ”

Someone outside the house sneered: "Isn't the eldest lady quite capable?" Handle it yourself! ”

"......" Ye Mengmeng was so angry that he slammed on the table and scolded, "A villain who is as timid as a mouse!" ”

"Miss......" Biyue pulled Miss and spoke timidly. You, don't scold Master Qiao for being cowardly......"

"Why don't you scold? This little white face clearly said that he would help us catch the murderer, but he left on his own, phew, isn't he cowardly as a mouse? ”

"Miss......" Biyue snorted and wanted to say nothing.

"What the hell do you want to say, hurry up? I'm so speechless for you. ”

"Miss...... What the slave wants to say is that Master Qiao has already fought with the assassins, where are they as timid as a mouse? It's just that the assassin's martial arts are too high...... The slave thinks that we are cowardly, otherwise why would we hide under the table......"

"......" Ye Mengmeng was speechless, and after thinking about it, it seemed that this was really the case...... Liu raised his eyebrows and pretended to be angry, "Okay, Biyue, you girl, your elbow turned out, right?" Actually helped an outsider scold me? ”

Biyue was so anxious that she waved her hand again and again, "Miss, no, it's not like this, the slave didn't scold you, the slave just ......"

Suddenly, someone muttered.

Ye Mengmeng was startled, and then remembered that Yun Die was still injured and fainted on the ground, so she couldn't care about arguing with Biyue, and hurriedly asked, "Yun Die, are you awake?" Are you alright? ”

"Hmm......" Yun Die's voice was weak.

Ye Mengmeng was overjoyed, and hurriedly groped through the darkness, and then turned his head and ordered Biyue. "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you get the lights and light them? ”

"Oh," Biyue came back to her senses, bent over and found a palace lamp on the crooked side, which was finally lit.

The dark room finally saw light.

Ye Mengmeng hurriedly bent over to help Yun Die, seeing that her eyes were closed and her face was pale, she couldn't help but be secretly worried, and called Biyue, and the two of them worked together to carry her to the couch.

Yun Die slowly opened her eyes and smiled weakly. "Miss, Yundie is fine......"

"Still saying it's okay?" Ye Mengmeng was anxious, "Look at it, your clothes are soaked with blood." Biyue, hurry up and get the wooden box under the cabinet behind the screen, which contains hemostatic medicine. ”

"Oh, okay." Biyue ran away in response.

Soon, the medicine kit arrived.

"Miss, I've got the medicine box."

"Okay, take out the new white brocade in the cabinet as well."

Biyue took the order and left.

Ye Mengmeng opened the medicine box and took out the hemostatic ointment.

"Yundie, you bear with it, it may be a little painful when you take the medicine."

"Miss, the slave is fine, it's just a slight injury, no need to take medicine......"

"Silly girl, is it still a light injury to shed so much blood? Don't be reckless. Biyue, you come to hold her, and I'll apply medicine to her. ”

Biyue ran over and helped Yundie up. Ye Mengmeng carefully untied Yun Die's blood-stained clothes, and next to the smooth collarbone, it was obvious that there was an extremely deep wound, which was bleeding, although the wound was not big, it was relatively deep.

Biyue didn't dare to look at it again, don't open her eyes.

Ye Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, gritted her teeth and opened the blue porcelain bottle, poured out the red powder and smeared it on the wound. The effect of the wound medicine was good, and as soon as it was applied, the bleeding slowly stopped. After applying hemostatic medicine and bandaging it with a white cloth, Ye Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What do you think?" Does it still hurt? ”

"It doesn't hurt much......"

Ye Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief and said with relief: "Fortunately, it's just a traumatic injury, and it will be fine if you apply medicine and rest for a few days." ”

Biyue turned her head, took a deep breath, and couldn't help patting her chest and said, "Yundie, you are so brave, if it were me, wouldn't it hurt to death?" ”

Yun Die smiled weakly, glanced at the messy room, and asked, "Miss, did the assassin catch it?" ”

"No," Ye Mengmeng's eyes dimmed, "That guy is strong in martial arts, let him run away." ”

"Ran away?" Yun Die was in a hurry, supported herself and sat up, but she was holding the wound and couldn't help frowning.

Ye Mengmeng hurriedly helped her against the head of the bed. "Don't move, it's not good to pull the wound."

Yun Die endured the pain and said: "Miss, it's okay for the slave to be in pain, it's just that the assassin ran away, what if he comes back in the future?" Wouldn't that be dangerous? ”

Ye Mengmeng shrugged and said: "Whatever, I'll talk about it later, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, it's useless to worry about these now." Okay, Yundie, don't think about it so much, let's take care of your injuries first! ”

"Miss, the slave is not so squeamish, this injury is not in the way."

Ye Mengmeng shook her head and said, "Who said it wouldn't be in the way?" Girls' injuries must be maintained by paying attention to maintenance, in case they are not taken care of in the future, leaving scars, it will be troublesome. ”