[Chapter 4, Volume 4]

Section 75 Chapter 68 Injuries

"How can you come here, don't you know the danger!?" Lin Zhijie's heart was painful at the moment, he didn't know what to do, he was willing that the sword was stabbed on his body.

I don't know, whether I don't have the strength to reply, or I don't know how to answer, Mengyu just looked at Lin Zhijie and smiled faintly.

"This is the secret golden medicine in the palace, you sprinkle Miss Lin first to stop the bleeding." Lan Yucheng took a complicated look at Li Yanxu, who was stroking his chest and standing in place, took out the golden medicine he had been carrying with him from his sleeve pocket, and stepped forward and handed it to Lin Zhijie.

At this moment, Lin Zhijie was no longer in the mood to care about Lan Yucheng's noble identity as the prince, so he hurriedly took the golden medicine from him, and his hand trembled slightly and fell on Mengyu's wound. Perhaps because of the powder, Mengyu couldn't help but moan in pain.

Lin Zhijie threw away the medicine bottle in his hand that had been scattered by him, as if coaxing a dream, and as if comforting himself, he said, "It's okay, just wait a minute." My brother will take you to see the doctor. As he spoke, Lin Zhijie picked up Mengyu with both hands, and with a tap of his feet, he rushed forward.

Li Yanxu and Lan Yucheng glanced at each other, and immediately followed.

"Brother Lin, you are emotionally unstable now, and it is easy for you to be unable to continue your internal strength, so I should come?" Li Yanxu sped up the light work under his feet and chased to Lin Zhijie's right.

Looking at Li Yanxu's guilty expression, he couldn't suppress the anger in Lin Zhijie's heart more and more: "If something happens to my sister, I will definitely ask you to wash the Li Mansion with blood!" Lin Zhijie's words are indeed biased. But in this urgency, anyone who encounters such a thing will be so angry.

"Brother Lin, what Brother Li said is right, your breath is unstable now, if you rashly use light power, you may temporarily lose your internal strength, not to mention, if you can't hold it in the air, you will accidentally hurt Sister Ling. It's better for me to hold Miss Lin for the time being, and you will pick it up later. In this way, it is good to rush to the mountain villa in time for treatment. Lan Yucheng knew that Lin Zhijie at this moment had no reason. Only when it is about Miss Lin San will Lin Zhijie be sober.

Lin Zhijie looked at Mengyu, who was about to fall into a coma in his arms, he had already discovered the problem of his internal strength long before Li Yanxu spoke. It's still important to save my sister, Lin Zhijie stopped, solemnly handed Mengyu into Lan Yucheng's hands, and said: "Then there is Lao Shizi, when my internal strength stabilizes, I will take it over immediately." ”

changed the dream language in his arms, and there was no reaction at all. I don't even have the strength to give others a comforting smile, and my lips are even whiter.

Along the way, the prince Lan Yucheng and Lin Zhijie alternated with each other, holding the dream language and hurrying, when Li Yanxu asked for help for the second time, Lin Zhijie never looked at him. The sword just now not only injured Mengyu, but even he himself suffered some internal injuries. Under such circumstances, it was indeed not suitable for him to hold a person and rush with light skills, so he never spoke again. Seeing that the place not far ahead was approaching, Li Yanxu took a step ahead of the two and arrived at the villa. Before the two of them, let the doctor stationed in the villa wait in the courtyard where Mengyu temporarily lived, and instructed the maids to boil water and prepare clean clothes.

Xing'er Ben and Tao'er, as well as a few maids in the villa, were drinking tea and chatting together, and suddenly saw Li Gongzi walking quickly, and immediately stood up to greet him. When she heard that her young lady was injured, the teacups in her hands fell to the ground. The sound of the teacup shattering woke up Tao'er, who was also stunned: "What can I do?" Tao'er pulled Xing'er, crying and mourning, and asked helplessly.

Xing'er reluctantly pressed her heart, which was already beating faster, and said to Tao'er: "Don't panic, hurry up and prepare according to Li Gongzi's instructions, Miss will be fine." With that, Xing'er turned around and walked towards the house with a heavy face. Xu is Xing'er's calmness infected Peach, and Tao'er urged all the maids, fetching water, making fire, and immediately the people who were idle immediately began to get busy.

Lan Yucheng hugged Mengyu, went directly into the bedroom, and gently put Mengyu on the bed. After signaling to the doctor that he did not have to be formal, he immediately gave up the position next to the bed to the doctor.

The old doctor was originally from Prince Luo's mansion, but he was old, so he applied here for the elderly. The old doctor pressed the pulse of Mengyu, frowned a little, checked the wound, and said, "In a hurry, I want to cut the clothes on Miss Lin's wound, and please wait outside." As he spoke, the old doctor picked up the scissors that had been prepared next to him and gently pulled the clothes on Mengyu's wound.

Xu touched the wound, and Mengyu screamed in pain again. Lin Zhijie, who had already turned around and walked towards the door, suddenly stopped, ready to go back, and continued to accompany Mengyu. Lan Yucheng, who was still next to him, grabbed him quickly with his hand: "This old doctor has good medical skills, I believe that the third lady will be fine, you can wait outside the door with peace of mind." ”

Lin Zhijie walked outside the door and punched the door: "It's all my fault, if it weren't for me, Mengyu wouldn't have been hurt!" Lin Zhijie's face blamed himself, as if the door was himself.

"Brother Lin, don't blame yourself. Brother Li had already retracted his sword momentum in time just now, presumably the wound was not very deep. It should be because of this journey, so there is too much blood loss, and he will fall into a coma. Lan Yucheng patted Lin Zhijie's shoulder and comforted.

Not to mention Li Yanxu, Lin Zhijie turned around and saw Li Yanxu, who was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard with his head down, and immediately stepped forward, grabbed Li Yanxu's neckline, and said, "You'd better pray that Mengyu is okay, otherwise you ......."

Lin Zhijie's expression became more and more fierce, Lan Yucheng was afraid that the two would quarrel again, so he immediately stepped forward to stop him: "It's useless to talk about anyone's fault now." Brother Lin is still waiting here with peace of mind, and he and Brother Li will go to pick up the rest of the people back. "At this moment, it is best to separate the two of them. With that, Lan Yucheng pulled Li Yanxu and left the courtyard of Mengyu.

At this moment, the two people sitting in the carriage back to the place they had just visited were already exhausted. Along the way, they all used internal force to support the road. If it weren't for the fact that the carriage was too bumpy in this mountain, Mengyu would definitely be able to be sent back by the carriage. Li Yanxu didn't speak, just sat with a self-reproachful face.

"What the hell is going on? Why did you two get into a fight for no reason? Lan Yucheng frowned and asked.

"I don't know why I started all of a sudden!" Li Yanxu said a little angrily.

Actually, that's how it happened.

On this trip, Li Yanxu agreed only for the sake of Prince Luo's face. He was also often admonished by his father not to be allowed to have too close contact with anyone in Prince Luo's mansion. But all he knew was that his faithful people had always been the saints of the present day. Who does the father want to support, and what does it have to do with him? He had known Prince Luo for a long time, and if he wanted to cut off contact with each other just because of the difference in political views of their fathers, how could he be willing to lose a close friend because of this.

It's just that although others came, the attitude of the other sons towards him was simply ignored. Since they didn't welcome him, he naturally had no interest in going up to talk about himself, so he left the crowd and walked casually. As he walked, he came to an open place, and when he saw that there was no one around, and he was really bored, he was ready to practice his sword to pass the time. While he was still figuring out the sword intent, there was suddenly a murderous aura behind him. Drawing his sword to block that blow, when he turned around, he found that the person who came was Miss Lin San's brother-in-law, Lin Zhijie, the eldest young master of the Lin Mansion.

Originally, he thought that Lin Zhijie just wanted to learn from him, but after a few moves, he found out that the other party was completely coming at him. If he doesn't concentrate on the enemy, he is afraid that this time, he will definitely suffer. That's why you come and go.

"That's the way it is, when I found out that Miss Lin San was rushing over, I didn't have time to stop the sword momentum that stabbed out." Li Yanxu's face was full of chagrin.

"Presumably Brother Lin, you must have acted like this for the sake of your marriage to Miss Lin San." This reason can be guessed with the toes, but no one can resolve this grievance. "Forget it, don't think about it anymore, when we pick everyone up, we will naturally know how Miss Lin's injuries are." Could it be that God is jealous? Lan Yucheng couldn't help but feel that if a stunning and intelligent woman like Lin Mengyu died in front of his eyes, he must have been very sad. It is rare to have such a woman, talented, but not arrogant and pretentious.