Chapter Twenty-Six: The Princess Beats
Murong Lin turned over and kicked down the killer who intended to sneak attack, but Feng Xiaoyue's eyes never left the blood on Murong Lin's body. She didn't know how many desperate moves he could make for himself.
Later, the movement here attracted the patrol to catch quickly, and all the killers escaped, and Murong Lin had no spare strength to chase after him, so he only rushed to see Feng Xiaoyue. Seeing that Feng Xiaoyue had been distracted, Murong Lin stroked her face and said gently, "Don't be afraid, they have all been driven away." β
Feng Xiaoyue raised her head, her eyes were bright red that she had never imagined, Murong Lin startled her, but heard her speak: "Your injury, does it hurt." β
Murong Lin was moved in his heart, and quickly shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, this little injury is nothing." β
"I'm sorry, they were supposed to be me." Feng Xiaoyue lowered her head with self-reproach, Murong Lin raised her face strongly, and said softly: "Needless to say, I'm sorry, if it hurts you, I will hurt even more." β
These words stirred up waves in Feng Xiaoyue's heart, and she never remembered how she returned to the Gentleman's Courtyard.
Hearing that Murong Lin was injured, Han Yufeng ran to see him crying. Murong Lin was helpless by her crying, "Mother, this is just a small injury." β
"A small injury, such a big opening, how can it be a small injury." Han Yufeng gently patted the back of Murong Lin's hand, and with the other hand, he kept wiping his tears with a handkerchief.
"Mother, go back first, I want to rest." Murong Lin pretended to be very sleepy, and when Han Yufeng heard this, he stopped crying, and hurriedly tucked the four corners of the quilt for him.
"Okay, the concubine won't quarrel with you, you have a good rest, tell the concubine what you want to eat, and the concubine will arrange someone to do it."
"Thank you, Princess." Murong Lin yawned at the right time. Han Yufeng couldn't help but sigh when he looked at him.
After leaving the Gentleman's Courtyard and walking to the sparsely populated poolside, Han Yufeng's worried face suddenly became gloomy, "Inquire clearly, why the prince was injured." β
Han Yufeng has a marrying grandmother Chen by her side, and she often inquires about the news of the palace for her. Mama Chen walked up to her and whispered: "Princess, it is said that the princess provoked the people outside, and the princess was injured in order to save her." β
"This woman," Han Yufeng angrily pulled the handkerchief, "From the moment she entered the door, I knew that there was nothing good, but the prince admired her, and now Lin'er was also fascinated by her, she would give whatever she wanted, I saw that it would not be long before the sky of this palace would call her over." β
"What is the princess talking about, how can she be, she is just a girl who has just entered the mansion, no matter how much she can toss, she can't resist you to go. You're her mother-in-law. Mama Chen comforted her a few times in time.
"Serious mother-in-law, hmph, I really don't think it's her mother-in-law." Han Yufeng couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and suddenly remembered another thing.
"Mama Chen, isn't there a picture scroll of Shu embroidery in the treasury, and you will send it to the princess for me later."
Han Yufeng exhaled deeply, and Mama Chen didn't quite understand, "Princess, she made a mistake, why did you give her such a good thing." β
"Hmph." Han Yufeng snorted coldly, "A woman, who doesn't study female red embroidery at home, provokes trouble outside every day, are you complimenting her?" β
"Yes, the old slave understands." Mama Chen responded, took a step back and walked beside Han Yufeng.
The Hanging Bell Courtyard sent a Shu embroidery, which was gorgeous and abnormal, lifelike. Xiaoyun couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful." β
Looking at Feng Xiaoyue again, it seemed to be a sullen look.
"Miss, the princess has always disliked us, and suddenly sent such a beautiful Shu embroidery, it must be a change of opinion for the young lady and came to show her goodwill. It's just that miss, why don't you seem to be very happy? β
Xiaoyun jumped to Feng Xiaoyue's side, "Isn't it, is the young lady thinking about the injury of the prince." β
"Don't talk nonsense, Miss is upset, don't make a mess." Xiao Yu hurriedly pulled Xiao Yun over.
"Shu embroidery is exquisite, a foot of gold." Feng Xiaoyue sighed, "If the embroidery girl wants to be able to embroider into a picture, she needs to study for at least a few decades. β
"The princess's move is to say that I don't know how to appreciate, and tell me not to go out and run around, so as not to cause trouble. Tell me that it is better to put more effort into the female red embroidery, obediently in the gentleman's courtyard, husband and children. β
"Does this mean so much?" Xiaoyun is naΓ―ve, and it is difficult for him to think of these aspects.
Feng Xiaoyue smiled lightly and stroked the smooth embroidered surface, silent. It's a pity that I've never been a woman in this era who is content with the status quo.
"Master Zhang, why are you free to come here today?"
Zhang Fengyu came in with a sad face, and Murong Lin, who was recuperating from his injuries, was bored at home all day, but he seemed to be in a good mood.
"The prince is kind-hearted, and he has been stuffed in the house by the princess for many days, and he is still free and easy." Zhang Fengyu bowed his hand and sat down naturally and unceremoniously.
"Lord Zhang came to see me, are you so angry, then this son of the world will not dare to call you again next time." Murong Lin said this, but he still remembered asking someone to make Zhang Fengyu his favorite Lu'an melon slices.
"The prince doesn't have to make fun of the lower officials." Zhang Fengyu shook the hem of his clothes, "It's been so long since the assassination of this son, but there is still no trace of that group of killers, if this spreads, wouldn't it make people laugh at the incompetents of King Li's domain." β
"It's just a small thing." Murong Lin smiled, "It's a good thing that outsiders really think so." As for those killers, they are ordinary, but their escape methods are fast, and they may be unintentionally offended by the people in the rivers and lakes. β
"What the prince said is reasonable," Zhang Fengyu nodded, "If it is a person from the rivers and lakes, who comes and goes in a hurry, it may really be difficult to investigate the whereabouts." β
"But it's a good thing for me that I'm injured this time." Murong Lin's wound was itchy, so he had to move his arm slightly to relieve it.
Zhang Fengyu raised his eyes and looked at it, "It is said that this time, the prince of the world blocked the injury for the princess, and the princess was sad and almost cried." β
"Master Zhang's discernment." Murong Lin praised, "Xiaoyue has always been resentful of me, after this time, maybe she will change her opinion of me." β
"Heroes save beauty, win hearts, and the prince has a good strategy." Zhang Fengyu couldn't help but tear down his stage, "It's just that I almost cried, and I didn't cry either." Enveloping the hearts of the people, it may not be the secret promises of the hearts. β
"Master Zhang is so articulate, every sentence is reasonable," Murong Lin's face was unhappy, Zhang Fengyu smiled politely at him, and he continued, "It's a pity that such a good speech can't even track down a few killers." β
Zhang Fengyu was choked by him, and he was speechless with anger, so he could only change the direction of the wind. "The prince is willing to be injured for the princess, everyone who heard it is really moved, no matter how much the princess has ideas, she is also a normal woman, and she will definitely be fascinated by the demeanor of the princess."
Murong Lin cleared his throat, "Then, let's borrow Lord Zhang's auspicious words." β