Chapter 69: Giving the Sword
Yu Wentai looked at Qingyan expressionlessly, and said to the maid on the side, "Go and get it." ”
In a moment, the maid brought a small jar of wine.
Qing Yan opened the seal and sniffed it under his nose: "Very good." He reached out and took a porcelain basin next to him, and poured half a jar of wine into it.
The smell of wine suddenly filled the room.
Aohiko took a piece of white silk, soaked it in wine in a porcelain basin, and gently wiped the area around the wound.
Yu Wentai looked at it, the wound was red and swollen, a little more swollen than when he saw it yesterday, and there was pus oozing out of the wound, and he couldn't help frowning.
"Won't the prime minister go out?" Qingyan asked as he turned his back to him and wiped his wound over and over again.
Yu Wentai said coldly: "Lone wants to watch here." "The tone is unmistakable.
Qing Yan snorted and did not speak again.
Maybe it was the pain caused by the wine soaking into the wound, Ran Ying snorted and suddenly opened her eyes. As soon as he saw Qingyan in front of him, he immediately said, "You ......"
Because he was weak and his voice was like that of a gnat, he could not speak.
Qing Yan smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, I was invited by the Prime Minister to treat your injuries with a lot of money." ”
Seeing that she was awake, Yuwentai immediately stepped forward: "Ah Ying! ”
Qing Yan immediately stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't come forward, idle people!" ”
Yu Wentai gritted his back molars and creaked, but he endured it again and again, and still took two steps back.
After cleaning the wound, the maid who decocted the medicine brought a bowl of black medicinal juice. Qing Yan ordered her to divide the medicinal juice into two bowls, one for Ran Ying to drink, and the other bowl was still soaked in white silk, and applied it over and over again to the wound and the surroundings. Until half a bowl of medicinal juice was applied, Qing Yan took out a willow leaf-shaped blade three inches long and one inch wide, and said to Ran Ying, "Ah Ying, I'm going to do it." You will still feel pain even though you have drunk the anesthetic juice. But I promise, you can handle the pain. ”
Ran Ying looked up at him and nodded weakly.
Yu Wentai caught a glimpse of the blade, which seemed to be a single-sided blade, extremely thin and shining with cold light.
I saw Qing Yan kneeling down on the edge of the bed, taking a deep breath, and the blade in his hand slowly fell on Ran Ying's shoulder. He frowned and pursed his thin lips, as if clenching his teeth.
The blade swiped slowly across Ran Ying's back shoulder. As the blade moved, Ran Ying snorted softly.
Qing Yan concentrated on taking the phoenix feather arrow with the method taught by Zhou Shen, and because of nervousness and concentration, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his face.
Ran Ying frowned again and snorted, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.
"Why is she still in pain!" Yu Wentai watched it with fear for a long time, and finally couldn't help it.
"Don't make a noise!" Qingyan gritted his teeth and whispered.
At this time, Yu Wentai had already seen an arrow slowly reveal with the movements of Qing Yan's men. He only felt that his heart was slowly rising with the arrow, and it was also raised to his throat.
Suddenly, I saw Qing Yan's hand lightly raised up, Ran Ying screamed hard in pain, and with a slight pop, a surging pus and blood gushed out.
"Ah Ying!" Yu Wentai couldn't help but call, and when he looked at it, between Qing Yan's two fingers, there was a blood-stained three-pronged arrow.
Qing Yan exhaled, smiled, and said to Ran Ying, "Take it out." ”
Ran Ying looked at him with half-open eyes tiredly, sweating profusely, nodded slightly, and the frowning brow slowly relaxed as the pain gradually lessened.
Qingyan cleaned the wound again, washed it with wine, then took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out three green balls, turned them into a paste with hot water, gently applied them to the wound, and finally wrapped the entire wound in white silk.
After doing all this, Qing Yan got up, exhausted and sweating profusely. While washing his bloodied hands in the basin beside him, he did not forget to instruct the maid: "Fetch some hot water for the girl to wash and change into clean clothes." During the period of recuperation, the pills in this porcelain bottle are turned into paste every day to change the wound, and I have another prescription for you, grab the medicine and decoct it orally. Three times a day, don't slacken. ”
At the end, he walked up to Yuwentai, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Prime Minister, let's go out." ”
The two were about to leave, "Aohiko." Ran Ying called him behind him.
Both of them turned their heads, and Qing Yan smiled at her: "Good, you rest for a while, I will go to receive the reward with the prime minister and then come to see you." ”
Yu Wentai stared at Qing Yan gloomily on the side, and his heart was so jealous that he was sour. Ah Ying, this dog thing is used to making people angry, ignoring him like this in front of outsiders!
Didn't she know that he was so nervous for her that his head was about to crack?
Qing Yan glanced back at Yu Wentai, as if he hadn't noticed the black clouds on his face at all, and said with a smile, "Let's go out." ”
As soon as He Louqi saw Yuwentai and Qingyan coming out one after the other, he hurriedly greeted him and asked anxiously, "Prime Minister, how is it?" Did you take it out? ”
Yu Wentai said coldly: "Take the Qingyu Sword." ”
"Hey!" He Louqi knew that it was done, and happily trotted all the way to the study, took the sword back, and handed it to Yu Wentai. Yuwentai didn't look at it, took it and held it in front of Qingyan with both hands, looked at him directly, with a calm face, and solemnly: "Present this sword with both lonely hands, thank you Mr. for saving me." ”
Qingyan didn't reach out to pick it up, but looked at Yu Wentai fixedly with a playful expression that seemed to be smiling rather than laughing.
Yu Wentai also looked at him with a cold expression. He didn't like this unknown swordsman, he didn't like his penetrating eyes, and his blindness covered with a black cloth made him unhappy.
Why is he so familiar with Ah Ying? Why was he so good to her?
Finally, Qing Yan smiled heartily, took the sword, and pulled it out vigorously. Listening to the sound of Zheng, the cold light suddenly appeared.
Qing Yan's face showed a kind of crazy joy, he looked at the sword carefully, took a few steps back, danced a few sword flowers, stopped and sighed: "What a good sword!" He looked at Yu Wentai with a face full of joy: "Thank you Prime Minister for your generous gift of the sword!" ”
Yu Wentai said softly in a calm voice: "Lonely, thank you for saving Ah Ying." "As long as Ah Ying can be saved, he can not blame all the grievances in the past. It was only at this point that the heart that had been hanging for days finally fell, and he felt extremely tired.
Qing Yan glanced back at the door, his expression was very relaxed, as if he was completely relieved, and said, "I have obtained the prime minister's sword, so I don't need this thank you." Besides, I was just selfish. ”
Yu Wentai looked at him, squinting his eyes and pondering the word "selfishness". Is this man provoking him?
"Who the hell are you? What is your purpose for Ah Ying? He asked.
Qing Yan shook his head lightly, smiled and said, "I don't need to know my identity as the prime minister. Please rest assured, I don't have any ill intentions towards Ah Ying. ”
He then asked rhetorically, "What about the prime minister?" What is the purpose of Cheng and Ah Ying? Do you know it yourself? ”
Yu Wentai was stunned.
When the maid came out, she saw the two of them talking outside, and she stepped forward and said, "Sir, the girl wants to see him." ”