Chapter 70: The Bamboo House is slightly drunk
was taken away by the man who suddenly appeared, An Yu panicked in her heart, and struggled to beat up.
The man whispered a cry of pain and said, "Don't move!" ”
An Yu heard a familiar voice, and her hand gently lifted the man's hat, and saw the face hidden under the hat.
I didn't know whether to be happy or glad for a while, but there were tears in my eyes: "You...... It's great that you're alive. ”
It turned out that it was Song You who kidnapped An Yu from the mansion.
That Song You took An Yu all the way to a bamboo house outside the capital, and then put An Yu down.
He took off his hat, frowned slightly, and had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead: "Of course I have to live, how can I save you from the sea of suffering if I don't live." ”
After speaking, Song You looked at her and laughed.
An Yu was still wearing a wedding dress, she took off her hijab and looked at him: "Ha, bitter sea? ”
Song You nodded and smiled: "Yes, I see that the person who welcomes you is not my fifth brother, what if you marry a gentleman?" ”
An Yu pursed her lips and looked to the side: "How did you end up there?" When did you return to the capital? ”
The sweat on Song You's forehead became more and more for some reason, and there was a smile on his lips: "I just arrived in the capital today, who knew that when I arrived near the mansion, I heard the news that you were going to marry, but I found that you were not married to my sweetheart, so I could only help." ”
An Yu turned her eyes to look at Song You: "You...... As soon as I arrived in the capital, I went to the vicinity of the public mansion? ”
The smile on his face froze for a moment, and then he blinked and smiled: "It's just that the route is that route, passing by." ”
Passing by, I don't know which door is passing by, the public mansion is in the west, the Song mansion is in the east, how to pass by.
When he spoke, he saw Song You staggering a step, covering his belly with his hands, sweat falling down his forehead, An Yu was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Song You, but he couldn't help but touch a piece of dampness and heat.
An Yu panicked, slowly raised her hand, and saw that her hands were covered with Song You's blood.
No wonder Song You is wearing black clothes today, and he wants to hide his wounds?
She helped Song You to walk towards the bamboo house: "Are you injured?" Was it the injuries I suffered to save my father and eldest brother at that time? ”
Song You lowered his head and laughed: "Of course I'm injured, why do you have to ask me about such an obvious thing?" ”
An Yu ignored him, pushed the door and helped him into the couch in the house, and hurriedly asked, "Is there medicine here?" ”
Song You smiled and shook his head: "The medicine is on me, I'll do it myself." ”
She turned her head to look at Song You, and saw that his face was like gold paper, his lips were bloodless, and there was a cold sweat on his forehead, and she couldn't help sighing: "You are injured like this, or I will help you with medicine." ”
He looked at her and froze for a moment.
An Yu reached out and pulled his shirt open: "Take out the medicine." ”
Song You hurriedly grabbed An Yu's hand and shook his head: "This is not appropriate, right?" ”
She glared at Song You: "It's not suitable, then you just wait for death!" ”
Without waiting for Song You to take the medicine, An Yu directly reached out and took out a bottle of medicine from Song You's chest, untied Song You's clothes, and exposed his skin.
There was a faint sound, and I don't know what fell on the couch, Song You tilted his head, but saw that it was the flower that turned out to be An Yu.
His face turned red, and he stretched out his hand to hide the flower without letting An Yu see it.
Song You's muscles are tight, there is no trace of fat on his body, in the end, he is a person who has practiced martial arts all year round, the white cloth on his abdomen has been soaked with blood, and now there is still blood flowing out, thinking about it, it was when he left the gate of the mansion with An Yu just now, he pulled the wound.
An Yu didn't untie the white cloth on his body, turned his head and looked around, thinking that even if he tore his inner skirt and wrapped his wound, it would not be very clean, either boiling water or wine, and he would have to eliminate the poison.
But now Song You, how can he afford to wait for boiling water?
She raised her eyes: "Do you have wine here?" ”
Song You frowned: "Huh? You're going to drink? ”
An Yu couldn't cry or laugh: "Is there any?" ”
Song You bowed his head and pointed to the warm pavilion opposite: "There is wine there." ”
An Yu got up and walked over to the opposite room with wine and a bowl, opened the wine jar and poured the wine into the bowl, tore off two cloths from the inner skirt, dipped one of them in the wine, and was about to wipe Song You's wounds.
Song You looked at her movements, only to feel that her eyes were dark, and hurriedly held An Yu's hand: "No!" Just take the medicine, it will hurt to death if you drink it. ”
She hesitated for a moment, only to see that there was blood left in Song You's injured area, and after thinking about it, she followed Song You.
After rubbing the blood almost enough, An Yu poured the medicine powder from the medicine bottle on Song You's wound and wrapped the wound on him.
After a process, Song You didn't shout, but he was sweating a lot.
However, Song You was not suitable to use his true qi, but because he had taken away An Yu's luck before, now his true qi in his body was disordered, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness poured into his mouth.
An Yu hurriedly wiped the blood from his mouth with a silk: "You...... You're ......."
He leaned on the edge of the couch, looked at An Yu and smiled, a little weak: "Give me a drink." ”
Of course, she wouldn't give him wine to drink, but sighed: "Since he has such a serious injury, why bother to go to the mansion to take me away, isn't it good for you to go home directly?" It is rumored in the capital that you are dead, and your parents don't know how sad they are. ”
Song You's eyes were confused, and then he nodded and smiled: "Come to think of it, I am indeed dead." ”
An Yu didn't speak again, only took off the heavy phoenix crown on her head and loosened her shoulders.
He looked at her intricate and gorgeous wedding dress, and his eyes darkened: "You...... If you don't marry my fifth brother, who are you marrying? ”
An Yu was stunned for a moment when he asked like this, looking into his eyes.
Song You's eyes seemed to be powerless to break open, and he looked at her weakly.
An Yu sat on the edge of the couch and put on Song You's clothes one by one.
He took her hand, his eyes anxious: "Who is it?" ”
An Yu glanced at him and said angrily: "A dead man! ”
Song You took a breath: "Dead man? ”
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but she didn't expect Song You to hold it so tightly.
An Yu pursed her lips: "Yes, when the Queen Mother gave the marriage, he was not dead, but after the marriage, he died suddenly, but the emperor said that even if he died, I had to marry and bury him." ”
Song You is a smart person after all, looking at An Yu stunned for a moment, his eyes moved slightly: "The person you want to marry, is it me?" ”
An Yu lowered her eyes and did not speak.
He also held her hand and muttered, "I actually robbed my own bride? ”
An Yu's voice was slightly cold: "You let go of my hand." ”
Who knew that Song You did not let go of An You, but instead got dizzy and leaned on An Yu's shoulder.
An Yu glanced sideways at Song You, and saw that he was unconscious and very weak, so she sighed and didn't push him away: "I don't know what kind of bad luck has fallen." ”
He moved slightly, and whispered, "You smell so good." ”
She withdrew her hand, slowly put Song You's head on the pillow, and sat down next to the table.
Time passed little by little, and by the time An Yu fell asleep, and by the time Song Youyou woke up, it was already twilight.
The crimson sunlight sprinkled on the bamboo house and on An Yu's wedding dress, Song You saw such a scene when he opened his eyes.
He was in better spirits, but he still needed to take care of the wounds on his body, so he slowly got off the bed and sat down beside An Fei.
Under the illumination of the light, he could see the fine white hairs on An Yu's face, his hand was gently placed on her hair, and his heart was soft: "Since you are willing to put on a wedding dress for me, you still have me in your heart, don't you?" ”
An Fei, who was still asleep, moved her lips slightly, and spit out two words: "Yunzhi." ”
Hearing these two words, Song You withdrew his hand, did not look at An Yu again, he reached out and picked up the wine jar and poured a bowl of wine.
The alcohol burned into the throat and burned a fiery cavity, but the heart was beaten by the ruthless world.
An Yu had already woken up and looked at Song You, who was drinking.
She frowned and looked at him: "You don't want to die?" ”
Song You looked at her and smiled: "The Queen Mother gave her marriage, you and I can't disobey the will, if I died earlier, wouldn't you be able to remarry as soon as possible?" ”
An Yu's face was full of displeasure: "Then don't die now, lest I bury you." ”
He approached her and said with a smile: "Are you afraid of giving me a funeral, or are you reluctant?" ”
An Yu glanced at him, Song You brought the wine bowl to her lips, she snatched it with her hand, raised her head and drank it clean.
The wine was spicy, burning her chest and lungs, and she let out a long sigh of relief before she felt more relaxed.
Instantly, her face was slightly red, and she got up and said, "Go back to the capital, you will be treated." ”
Song You looked at the empty wine bowl and sighed: "I bought this wine and hid it here, specifically to entertain friends." ”
She frowned: "Then you just drank it yourself?" ”
He touched his chin: "I mean, this wine is very strong, the strongest wine I have ever drunk, so I usually only drink this wine with men." ”
An Yu felt a little dizzy and had to sit down: "It's really a little strong." ”
Song You smiled in his eyes: "Is this a glass of wine?" ”
She lowered her head and laughed: "In your place, if you don't worship heaven and earth, can you drink a glass of wine directly?" ”
Song You was stunned for a moment, shook his head and got up, and pulled An Yu up.
She was unsteady under her feet, lying in his arms, Song You reached out and hugged her, as if sighing, and hugged An Yu horizontally: "Let's go, let's go back." ”
When Song You returned to the Song Mansion with An Yu, when the palace guards guarding the Song Mansion saw it, Gu was stunned and hurriedly stepped forward: "Lord Song, you ...... You're alive? ”
When Song You jumped off the horse, he hugged An Yu as well, frowning slightly: "What did the emperor ask you to do at the door of my house?" ”
The guard hurriedly said: "Today, Miss Na'an was kidnapped, and the emperor said that it may be the same group of people who assassinated you, so he ordered us to come to the Song Mansion to keep an eye on the situation." ”
Song You only felt that the wound was a little cracked again, so he nodded and carried An Yu into the mansion.
The guards at the door of the Song Mansion saw that it was Song You who came back, and hurriedly sent the little maid to report to Song Wei and Mrs. Zhou.
As soon as Song You entered the mansion, he asked Song Si if he was in the house, and after learning that Song Si was there, he neither went to his parents to ask for peace, nor did he go back to his own Anyu Hall, and went straight to Song Si's Zhu'an Hall.
As soon as he entered Zhu'an Hall, Song You put An Yu in the side room, gritted his teeth and walked to Song Si's house.
Before entering the house, Song You raised his head and spat out blood, and fell to the ground.
It turned out that Song You saw the doctor with the help of Aman and Aqi before, but the doctor was helpless about Song You's internal injuries, so he could only save Song You's life for the time being.
This time and again, the internal injuries aggravated, and the true qi in the body wandered against the palm of the knife leader, and now the true qi was almost exhausted, hurting the heart.
Not to mention kung fu, I'm afraid it's hard to save my life.
In the house, Song Si rushed over to help Song You up, and after sealing his several major acupoints, his hand immediately pressed on Song You's wrist.
I saw Song Si's face shocked, his eyes filled with tears, and he said bitterly: "Oh no, how is this good!" ”