The hanging pot had everything ready, and he was worried that Feng Xiaoyue was too excited and would affect the treatment, so he drove her out of the door with Tiger Roar.

Untied Xiaoyun's robe, the hanging pot couldn't help but gasp when he saw the wound. I don't know how the man stabbed it, the wound was very rough, and some of the flesh threads hung on the silk thread of the robe, which looked very abrasive.

But fortunately, Xiaoyun is afraid of the cold, and the clothes he wears are thick, which resists a little bit of strength, but he is afraid that if he goes a little deeper, he will break the artery.

Hang the pot to stabilize the mind, use the small needle of acupuncture, pick out all the silk threads, and then take out the best gold medicine in the store and apply it to the wound carefully.

"Hiss~" Xiaoyun was originally stunned, but he was also woken up by pain at this time.

"It's good to wake up, you bear with me, I'll try to be as light as possible." can also have a sober meaning, indicating that there should be no poison on this sword, and Xiaoyun is strong and strong, so he will not lose too much blood.

Xiaoyun woke up and saw a girl applying ointment on her back, but Feng Xiaoyue was nowhere to be seen, she couldn't help but be a little anxious, and then smelled the smell of medicinal herbs all around, and then calmed down a little.

"This girl, may I ask you, can you see my young lady?" Xiao Yun grinned in pain, but she was still worried about Feng Xiaoyue.

Hang the pot to put the medicine on it, take out a roll of gauze, and gently bandage her.

"A man and a woman who brought you are waiting outside, and I'll call them in later." Feng Xiaoyue stood outside the door, faintly heard the sound of talking inside, and knew that Xiaoyun was out of danger, which could be regarded as a sigh of relief, and then looked at the tiger roaring standing next to her, and apologized very sincerely,

"There are many offends in Fang Cai's words, please Your Excellency, don't be surprised."

"The subordinates are just acting on orders, and the princess doesn't have to be polite." The tiger roared and arched his hand,

"Since the girl is no longer in serious trouble, I said that I will go back to her life first."

"Please go back and tell His Royal Highness King Han, if there is a chance, I will definitely thank him in person." Feng Xiaoyue nodded, and the tiger roared and disappeared in place.

After waiting for a while, Feng Xiaoyue couldn't sit still, so she pushed the door in. As soon as the hanging pot was bandaged for her, she took out a set of her own clothes and changed it for Xiaoyun.

Seeing Feng Xiaoyue rushing in so rashly, the hanging pot didn't say anything, and sat aside to pack up a few bottles of medicine by herself.

Walking to Xiaoyun's side in a few steps, Feng Xiaoyue hurriedly took her hand and checked it carefully,

"In addition to the back, there is something injured, remember to say it, now let's look at it together."

"Miss, don't worry, I'm really fine." Although Xiao Yun's face was still a little pale, at least he had regained a little of his spirit.

"If I hadn't had to take you out, I wouldn't have encountered this incident." Feng Xiaoyue inevitably blamed herself a little, Xiaoyun hurriedly patted her hand,

"Miss, don't say that, the slave maid should do whatever she does for Miss." The two chefs were talking, and the hanging pot wrapped a few paper bags.

"Remember to apply the contents of this bottle every day, or the bag is full of some medicinal materials that replenish qi and blood, one package a day, boiled in a crockpot twice in the morning and evening, and taken after meals."

"The prescriptions are also in the medicine bag, and the medicinal materials can be bought at any pharmacy, if there is any bad reaction after going back, my father will come home the day after tomorrow, and I can take her to see it then." The hanging pot glanced at the two of them, and didn't know who to give it to.

Xiaoyun was just about to pick it up when she was pulled by Feng Xiaoyue, and the medicine bag fell into her hands.

"It's just a few paper packets, very light, I'll take them. Is it okay to go? Feng Xiaoyue said that she was going to wear it, Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun was flattered, and stood up by herself by the side of the bed, but she was a little unsteady.

The hanging pot couldn't stand it, so he put Xiaoyun on his shoulder, and helped Xiaoyun out with Feng Xiaoyue.

In the carriage outside the door, the coachman ran back at some point. Feng Xiaoyue didn't blame him casually, and escaped from the battle, after all, everyone has a ** to survive, but she was still very cold when she spoke for him.

The hanging pot helped to send Xiaoyun to the carriage together, and Feng Xiaoyue paid some more silver ingots in addition to the medicine money.

"Thank you for your help." With that, the carriage went away. The hanging pot was a little puzzled, and the silver in 8's hand was slightly cushioned, only to find that it was a lot heavier, and he just wanted to go up, but he saw that they had disappeared.

Earlier, Murong Lin saw that they were all going out, and it was boring to stay alone in the small courtyard, thinking that Feng Xiaoyue planned to transport the dolls to other places to sell, if she did this for him, would she be happy.

After guessing Feng Xiaoyue's expression after knowing it, Murong Lin couldn't help but feel overjoyed, and then asked Siben to send a few posts to the brothers he once knew.

The others had already gone elsewhere for business long before the beginning of spring, and only one son, surnamed Gu, was still preparing.

This Gu Gongzi will leave in the future, and as soon as he received Murong Lin's post, he thought that it would be good to meet his friends before leaving, so he went to the Drunken Immortal Building for an appointment.

Pushing open the door of the private room upstairs, Murong Lin had been waiting there for a long time.

"Brother Zeyuan, you came too late today, you should be punished with three glasses of wine." Murong Lin walked up to Gu Zeyuan very familiarly, and took his shoulders and sat down together.

"The prince was surprised by this, you suddenly sent me a prayer post, how can I have time to prepare?" Gu Zeyuan smiled, and watched Murong Lin sit down before he said slowly.

"I'm late today, but I'm about to leave now, and I delayed it in order to prepare a few gifts for the prince before leaving."

"Where is Brother Zeyuan going this time?" Murong Lin knew this, so he pretended to ask curiously. Gu Zeyuan did not doubt him, and told the truth,

"The south is warm and everyone is rich, which is exactly the purpose of the next."

"If that's the case, that's a coincidence." Murong Linlang laughed a few times and asked the four books to bring up the drawings drawn by Feng Xiaoyue,

"I have a batch of dolls of these appearances in my hands, and I am worried that there is no one to take to sell elsewhere, and when I meet Brother Zeyuan today, I will take you with me." Gu Zeyuan was stunned by his sudden request, and only then did he come back to his senses.

"I see, I said why didn't the prince go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, but it was for this."

"It's easy to bring this thing away, but how to calculate this dividend?" Gu Zeyuan smiled lightly and shook his head, although she had a good relationship with Murong Lin, but her brother was clear about the accounts, and some things were still clear.

"Brother Zeyuan, don't worry, naturally I won't let you suffer." Murong Lin bent the corners of his mouth and asked Siben to take out another contract.

"After these dolls are sold, the profits should be split between you and me, but considering that Brother Zeyuan deliberately transported things to such a distant place, I will suffer some losses, as long as four out of ten."

"Hahaha, everyone in the world is cunning businessmen, and I don't want the prince to be so calculating." As soon as Gu Zeyuan took a sip of wine, he heard her remarks and choked him with a cough.

"Not to mention whether these dolls can be sold or not, even if the sales are good, I am afraid that there will not be much left of these silver minus the silver taels I spent for it on the road."

"Well, since it's an acquaintance, and it's the first time that the prince has cooperated with me, I have no choice but to admit that this dumb person has lost." Gu Zeyuan sighed very regretfully, and the angry Murong Lin picked up the chopsticks and wanted to put them on his head.

"Your mouth is upside down, if I didn't know you too well, it would really scare you."

"But since you have already agreed, then you are not allowed to go back, please sign this paper quickly." Hearing this, Siben took a brush dipped in ink from the side.

Gu Zeyuan completely saw through it at this time, Murong Lin had set himself a trick, and he was pitiful that he was still drilling into it sincerely.

Gu Zeyuan sighed, but still left his name.

"Thank you, Brother Zeyuan, today I will ask someone to deliver all the goods to your house, and I will not ask you to have a snack." Murong Lin smiled very proudly, and Gu Zeyuan simply turned his face away, out of sight and out of mind.

The plan succeeded, and Murong Lin returned to the small courtyard very happily, just waiting for Feng Xiaoyue to come back from outside and tell her the good news.

And so on, until it was nearly dark. The coachman drove the carriage and stopped cautiously at the gate of the small courtyard, Murong Lin heard the sound of horses' hooves and went out to greet him, but when he saw Feng Xiaoyue and Xiaoyun covered in blood, his heart immediately cooled half.

Feng Xiaoyue was not Xiaoyun getting out of the carriage, and was grabbed by Murong Lin. Now the four books on the side, seeing the crumbling of Xiaoyun Station, also reached out to help.

"Xiaoyue, why is it stained with so much blood? But where is the injury, can someone bandage it? The question of a string of yuan made him not know which one to go back to first, Murong Lin saw that she was speechless, and hurriedly shouted to the back,

"Why are you standing stupidly? Seeing that his wife was injured, he didn't hurry up and ask for a doctor. ”

"Remember to call the best doctor in the city to treat sword wounds." Feng Xiaoyue held down Murong Lin, who was a little irritable, and persuaded in a soft voice,

"Don't worry, I'm not injured, Xiaoyun blocked the assassin's sword for me." Murong Lin turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw that Xiao Yun in the hand of the four books was pale, and while breathing a sigh of relief, he ordered the four books,

"Thank you Xiaoyun for saving me today, you can send her back to the room first." Siben was stunned for a moment, pointed to himself and said,

"Is the prince talking about me?" Looking at it, he seemed a little unhappy, and Murong Lin didn't say anything.

Shiben looked down and saw the extremely weak Xiaoyun, and he still appointed Xiaoyun to carry it on his back. Murong Lin helped Feng Xiaoyue to walk behind the two, and just as he wanted to hold her two hands, he heard her gasp.

Feng Xiaoyue frowned tightly, Murong Lin couldn't help but feel a little flustered,

"What's wrong? Didn't you say there were no injuries? How can it hurt? Feng Xiaoyue shook her head and turned her left hand over, and the two of them saw that there was a long, shallow scar on his hand.

"I was in a hurry to save Xiaoyun's life just now, but I didn't notice that my hand was also injured, maybe it was accidentally scratched when the assassin attacked again." Pastoral princess, lady please go home The latest chapter 88: Assassination on the street website: