Qiu Zuo stared at Song Yun, touched his head with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand to point at Song Yun's nose: "You wait for me." As he spoke, he turned around and left with the help of the crowd.

Watching her walk away, Song Yun hurriedly leaned down (身shēn), helped Xiaoyu on the ground up, and looked at her aching teeth, (身shēn) was covered with mud, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) felt guilty in his heart.

It's only been a day since I came, and I've caused so much trouble to this little girl, and I'm really a little upset, but I can't promise her anything about my current situation, and I can only say sorry.

"Does it still hurt?" Song Yun asked a little distressedly, and as she spoke, she tore off a Luo skirt on herself (body shēn) and wrapped it around Xiaoyu's arm to help her stop the bleeding, and it was really effective.

The little girl shook her head with a smile disapprovingly, revealing her two beautiful little tiger teeth, they have been in this kind of place for a long time, and being beaten is already commonplace.

Just thinking about it, Song Yun stepped forward to look at her injuries, and frowned, except for the bruises on her arms just now, there were dozens of scars on Xiaoyu's entire arm, large and small.

"Oh, this is all trivial, doing things in the palace, where is there anyone who is not beaten, do you say yes, you look at yourself again, it makes people feel distressed." Xiaoyu said, Nunu mouthed, and looked at Song Yun's (body shēn).

If she hadn't reminded her, Song Yun would have almost forgotten the pain, although she (身shēn) said that the beaten skin (flesh ròu) bloomed, but those who hurt her had already received punishment, but now this good concubine and the people below her must have to pay for her blood debt.

"Don't worry, I have medicine here, as long as you apply it on time, within half a month, the scars on your (body shēn) will heal." Song Yun said, pulling into her arms, Bina put a delicate and small box in front of Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu took the box into his hand, looked up and down, tsk, he has lived for fourteen years, but he only had such a delicate box in the original concubine's bedroom in Jianguo, but he didn't expect Song Yun to be ......

Suddenly, Xiao Yu seemed to realize something, and hurriedly stuffed the box back into Song Yun's hand, widened her eyes, grew her mouth, and asked cautiously, "Are you sent here because of stealing?" ”

After listening to her, Song Yun snorted and laughed, it was a waste for this girl's brain circuit not to write a book, thinking about it, Song Yun put the ointment back into her hand again, and comforted softly.

"Don't worry, it's my own thing, I'm a doctor." At the mention of the profession of doctor, Song Yunbu raised his head, his eyes were full of pride, he had wanted to be a chivalrous doctor for the heavens for a long time.

But I haven't had this opportunity, and it's not convenient for me to tell this little girl in front of me about my current (body shēn) share, in case I scare her again, it won't be good, thinking about it, Song Yun said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Xiaoyu nodded as if she didn't understand, as if she understood something: "I know, I'm afraid that you were sent here because you didn't cure any master." ”

As he spoke, Xiaoyu nodded hard

head, as if he was verifying his conjecture, his eyes were full of hope, waiting for Song Yun to give him a positive answer.

Song Yun next to him thought about it carefully, this reason and method is still very good, although there are few female imperial doctors in the palace, but he can be a traveling doctor who walks the rivers and lakes from the outside (swing dàng) dàng), which can be regarded as decent.

Immediately after, Song Yun nodded, and Xiao Yubu (forbidden jìn) smiled, and muttered: "I knew it was like this." As he spoke, the two laughed in the dark surroundings, and the crow of a crow sounded beside them.

This call is a bit infiltrating, and in an instant, it pulled back the brains of Song Yun and Xiaoyu, making them clearly aware of their situation.

"Sister Yun'er, are you afraid......" Xiaoyu said, (body shēn) Zi involuntarily leaned towards Song Yun, and a warm feeling came from Song Yun's (body shēn), Song Yun was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that this girl was afraid of being like this, Song Yun stood up (body shēn) and took Xiaoyu's hand: "Let's go, this kind of work, don't do it." As he spoke, he pulled Xiaoyu and was about to leave.

But where is Xiaoyu willing at this time, maybe there are no ghosts here, but he is just scaring himself, but if he goes back, the two of them must have to give their lives to the Xin Zhiku.

In this kind of place, it never pays attention to who you used to be and what master (身shēn) you served by, only to see whether your work is completed, if it is found that the two people did not remove the grass well, plus what Song Yun did to Qiu Zuo today, I am afraid that the two of them will really die.

Seeing that she refused to leave, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) sighed softly, there was no candlelight at the moment, just taking advantage of the moonlight, I was afraid that I couldn't see anything clearly, and there were a lot of mosquitoes around the two of them, which made people unbearable.

"I estimated that there is not too much grass here, we can get rid of it in about half an hour." Song Yun looked around, although the grass had only been treated for a small part, but fortunately, the yard was not very big, but both of them were injured now (body shēn), and the grass that could be cleaned up in half an hour could only be completed in half an hour.

I didn't expect this little girl to be a practical person, after listening to Song Yun's words, she rolled up her sleeves and started working, although it took half an hour, but as long as they worked harder, they would definitely be able to.

Although Song Yun's hand (set tào) was taken away, Xiao Yu next to (身shēn) looked at Song Yun's white and tender hand, and his right hand had been swollen by Qiu Zuo's step, and he was afraid that he would not be able to continue working, so after thinking about it, Xiaoyu handed over the small basket behind himself (身shēn) to Song Yun.

"No, this arduous mission will be handed over to you, I will weed in a while, and you can transport this grass to the other side of the wall." Xiaoyu said, then pointed his little hand not far away, and smiled sweetly at Song Yun.

At this time, Song Yun realized that he had an injury on his hand, and Xiaoyu did not say it directly or complain, but gave Song Yun a step, which made Song Yun very moved, and only felt that this girl was really a little interesting.

"That's good." Although Song Yun's legs and feet are inconvenient, compared with the current weeding with his bare hands, he is afraid that his legs and feet are much better, and he has just had the protection of his hands (set tào), Song

Yun's white and tender hands survived, but Song Yun, who was taken away from his hands (set tào), removed the weeds here, and after he went back, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold dishes and chopsticks for three days.

Thinking about it, Song Yun took the basket handed over by Xiaoyu and smiled at her, and the two of them began to work nervously beside the dark weeds.

I just estimated that it would take half an hour for the two of them to get rid of it, but now it seems that it will take an hour, but it is really bitter Xiaoyu's girl, Song Yun looked at Xiaoyu's busy back, and did not feel distressed.

The two of them were not idle, one was responsible for weeding, the other was responsible for carrying, Song Yun was relatively relaxed, and occasionally leaned down (body shēn) to help, but was driven up by Xiaoyu, saying that she had injuries on her hands that were not clean, and she would be scolded again when the time came.

Although she said this, Song Yun knew in her heart that she was just reluctant to do this, and such a light rain made Song Yun feel warm in her heart, like the first sunshine bathed after the rain.

"You say, we are like sisters?" Xiaoyu rubbed the sweat beads on her forehead with her sleeve while weeding, and her face had been wiped into a small flower face by her at some point, which looked quite funny.

But when Song Yun heard this, she couldn't laugh, sister? She never needed any sisters, and Song Zi's existence made Song Yun still have palpitations to this day.

Seeing that Song Yun didn't say anything, Xiaoyu chirped, as if she thought she had said something wrong, with an embarrassed face, Song Yun seemed to realize something at this time, and hurriedly pulled her thoughts back.

"Well, you're right." As she spoke, she nodded violently and smiled at Xiaoyu, wanting to touch her head, but the moment she was about to start, she hesitated, looking at her dirty hands, afraid that she was going to dirty the little girl's head.

Who knew that this girl seemed to have seen through Song Yun's thoughts, looking at Song Yun's hand hanging in the air, directly like a slippery loach, she got into Song Yun's hand, and rubbed her head against Song Yun's hand.

(End of chapter)