Yue Xiaohan's outstretched hand stiffened in mid-air, looking at Mu Yunlan's cold expression, he suddenly felt empty in his heart, and a deep regret rose.

Mu Yunlan sat on the seat, raised her eyes and looked at Yue Jingxuan opposite, with a trace of gratitude in her heart: no matter what, he was willing to stretch out his hand and use this cloak to cover her embarrassment, and she was extremely grateful.

Noticing her looking at Yue Jingxuan's eyes, Yue Xiaohan's throat choked violently, as if he was plugged by a ball of cotton, which made him a little overwhelmed:

If he hadn't hesitated just now, if he had bravely blocked the attack for her, wouldn't their relationship have eased a lot? Would she look at herself with that kind of grateful look?

And Mu Qingyao on the side, wringing the handkerchief in her hand, her heart was angry, she hated, hated Yue Jingxuan for being nosy, and at the same time very jealous.

She had seen King Ning'an three times, and every time she saw him, he was so high, like a god in the clouds, and the wind god was handsome and unattainable. But such a person has blue eyes for Mu Yunlan, what kind of thing is she, and why can she be so favored?

There is more than one person who is jealous of Mu Yunlan, and the other ladies of the family are eager to replace Mu Yunlan.

Yue Jingxuan's appearance is too attractive, even if he is wearing the most elegant clothes and a crown of white jade hair without any pattern decoration, it is difficult to hide the slightest elegance on his body. He stood there and smiled softly, just like a cold orchid that has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon in the mountain stream, warm and dusty, and peerless.

Even if they knew through the family that they should stay away from him, they couldn't help but be deeply attracted in their hearts.

Huaiqing's posture is much more correct, and his attitude is no longer as casual as before: "Now that the apricot blossoms are in full bloom, you can enjoy it by yourself, and you don't have to sit down." ”

Yue Jingxuan picked up the newly replaced glass cup, took a slight sip of clear wine, and his eyes fell on the bloodstained petals on the ground, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt a little obstructive......

Seeing that the people around her began to move freely, Mu Qingyao bit her lip slightly, picked up her wine glass and walked towards Yue Jingxuan: "Lord Wang, my sister is not sensible, I, as a sister, come to thank you for her." ”

Yue Jingxuan retracted his gaze, his faint eyes reflected the flowers, with a blurry color.

Mu Qingyao only felt that his heart was shaking, as if he was going to be fascinated by his eyes, and his cheeks were covered with a slight layer of pink: "You were sick some time ago, and your body has not recovered, although the spring breeze is warm now, you must also pay attention to your body, and the courtiers will do it first as respect, you can do it at will." ”

Yue Jingxuan finally set his eyes on her, looked at her for a long time, and asked lightly, "Who are you?" ”

Mu Qingyao was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red suddenly, and her hand holding the wine glass trembled, the most embarrassing thing was that she had been acting affectionately and gently for a long time, and the other party didn't even know who she was!

If there was a gap in the ground at this time, Mu Qingyao wanted to get into it directly: It's too embarrassing!

Mu Yunlan, who noticed this scene, grinned silently: her eldest sister has hit a wall again, she really wants to say, well done!

Mu Qingyao couldn't wait to crush the wine cup in her heart, barely maintained the smile on her face, raised her head and drank the wine clean, and then saluted Yue Jingxuan from afar, no matter how he reacted, turned around and walked back to his seat.

The smile on the corner of Mu Yunlan's lips was slightly retracted, her eldest sister seemed to have learned to be well-behaved, and it could be seen with her forbearance alone.

It didn't take long for the banquet to end. There were too many people present, and Mu Yunlan didn't have the time to thank Yue Jingxuan alone, so she only secretly remembered it in her heart and found an opportunity to repay it.

Qingsleeve waited at the door of the eldest princess's mansion, and when he saw Mu Yunlan coming out, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Miss......"

At this time, Mu Yunlan's face was pale, and the cloak on her body was stained red with blood in several places, but her back was straight and her expression was indifferent, if it wasn't for her face being wrong, she couldn't see the slightest abnormality: "Go home." ”

As soon as she got into the carriage, Mu Yunlan collapsed directly in the carriage, gasping for breath, and the pain around her body made her almost faint.

The long swords used by the young men were not quenched, but they were smeared with sedge juice that made the wounds bleed and not heal, and if the banquet lasted another hour, the bleeding alone would be enough to kill her.

Propped up to return to the mansion, Mu Yunlan had fallen into a semi-comatose state. Qingsleeve was sweating in a hurry, and shouted for Bizhu to come quickly.

When Wu and Bizhu saw Mu Yunlan covered in blood, the three souls frightened the seven spirits and hurriedly helped her into the room.

Bizhu carefully helped her take off her clothes, looking at the dense wounds on her body, her fingers trembled terribly: "Who is so vicious!" ”

The wounds on Mu Yunlan's body were very dense, and the wounds were pink, and they kept bleeding outward.

Wu wiped a handful of tears, and a slow hatred flashed in his eyes: "Miss went to participate in the flower-viewing banquet of the eldest princess of Huaiqing this time, except for her, the master, who can abuse a hero so unscrupulously?" ”

Yes, it's abuse!

If it's really a desperate fight, there's no need to stab so many wounds on people's bodies! The young lady's body, especially her arms, must be covered with wounds, isn't this deliberate abuse?

Bizhu helped Mu Yunlan clean up the wound, but because the sedge juice existed and the injury lasted for a long time, she couldn't stop the bleeding for a while: "Nurse, you need golden thread grass." ”

Wu nodded hurriedly: "I'll let people buy it." ”

Qingsleeve hurriedly said: "I know martial arts, I'll go, and I'll be back soon." ”

She said that she would come back soon, but after waiting for nearly half an hour, she rushed back with a pale face, and her voice was crying: "Nurse, I went to seven or eight pharmacies, and they all said that the golden thread grass was used up, and I tortured one person, and the person said that someone specially purchased the golden thread grass a few days ago, and the bid was twice as expensive as usual, and now, the entire emperor is afraid that he will not be able to find this herb." ”

"How can this be...... Wu's eyes reddened, "This is someone who knows that Miss will use the golden thread grass, and then buys all the herbs, who is so vicious?" ”

Bizhu used clean gauze to help Mu Yunlan bandage the wound before, but now, the gauze has been soaked with blood: "Nurse, if you can't find the golden thread grass again, Miss will be in danger......"

Just as he was worried, a dark shadow flashed at the door.

Qingsleeve looked back at the door sharply: "Who?" ”

chased out the door, no one saw anything, only found a burden on the ground, green sleeves opened it, and immediately exclaimed: "Golden thread grass!" ”

Bizhu hurriedly took it, and after checking that there was no problem, she helped Mu Yunlan to bandage it again.

After the wound was treated, Mu Yunlan was not awake, and even started to have a fever in the second half of the night, no matter what method she used, she couldn't go back, the quilt was covered with three layers, and she was still shivering with cold.

Bi Zhu's hair was about to turn gray, and she circled around the room.

Wu boiled ginseng soup and came over: "Miss has shed so much blood, she can't do it without eating, here is ginseng soup, give her a little to drink." ”

Bizhu nodded: "Okay." ”

However, Mu Yunlan's teeth were clenched very tightly, and she couldn't feed it, Wu Shi endured the distress and wanted to open her mouth to feed her a little, but before she could act, she suddenly felt dizzy and fell directly to the ground, and the ginseng soup was spilled on the ground, and the same was true for Bizhu on the side.

A red figure came in lightly from the window, swept the ginseng soup on the ground, and sighed: Fortunately, it came in time, if this bowl of ginseng soup is poured down, a good little beauty will be paralyzed on the bed in the future.

The person who came was Feng Jingyu!

Mu Yunlan's whole person was groggy, and her brain was about to explode, but her body was shivering with cold, just like when she was first called back to Beijing.

At that time, she was already 18 years old, and her parents and eldest brother were no longer there. At the border, she controlled 70,000 Mujia troops, and she fought back and forth, but she entered the capital. She is like a bird with wings tied and thrown into a cage, and her every movement is incompatible with the prosperous imperial capital.

She doesn't understand etiquette, doesn't understand euphemism, and can't understand the poisonous needles hidden in those gentle words, so she has suffered many losses, and she almost died because of the competition between several princes for her. The most memorable time, she was fed soft tendons and pushed into the pond by her heart-to-heart friend, and she struggled in the water, and through the water, her beautiful face was distorted.

Since then, even if she is disgusted with fighting and intrigues, she has desperately forced herself to learn and adapt to the bloodlessness of soldiers. Because those tricks are more powerful than real knives and guns.

"Daddy, mother......"

Mu Yunlan closed her eyes, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes, anxious and fierce.

Feng Jingyu, who was dressed in red, withdrew the silver needle, heard the whispered whisper, and a trace of waves flashed in her gorgeous eyes: "Both parents are dead, and they are also poor people......" took her pulse again, and made sure that she was safe and sound, before leaving the window.

Out of the Weiguo Mansion, Feng Jingyu went straight to Fanghua Pavilion, saw the person sitting in the room, and said, "It took a lot of effort today, and the silver is ready?" ”

In the room, Yue Jingxuan, who was dressed in plain clothes, put down the tea cup that he had pinched for a long time: "Are people okay?" ”

"If you doubt my medical skills, why do you come to me?" Feng Jingyu half leaned back in the chair, his eyes lazy and careless.

"If the person is fine, I will give you the silver."

Feng Jingyu hooked her lips and smiled, her gorgeous appearance was dazzling: "I thought that if you found me, you would let me detoxify you, but I didn't expect that you would let me save Mu Yunlan." Fortunately, you invited me to go, and if it was a little later, she would have to spend the rest of her life in bed. ”

She ate apricot blossom spring rolls today, and later was poisoned by sedges, and then detoxified with golden thread grass, if it is accompanied by ginseng soup at this time, the blood veins of the whole body will condense, block the muscles and veins, and the whole person will be wasted, it is really a good calculation, so that he, a master of poison, is a little admired.

Yuejing Xuanfeng's eyes were indifferent: "Will you detoxify me?" ”

"No, it won't." Feng Jingyu refused directly, looking at the man in front of him, trying to find a trace of disappointment on his face, but found that his smile was as usual, warm and soft, and he suddenly felt bored.

"The promised silver taels will be sent later, farewell." Yue Jingxuan got up and walked out of Fanghua Pavilion step by step. As the night deepened, he walked into the moonlight step by step, and the whole person seemed to be one with the moonlight.

Bai Su walked in with a teacup, with an imperceptible apprehension in his lowered eyes: "Pavilion Master, why did you agree to save Mu Yunlan?" ”

She is the future concubine of the third prince, and she can be regarded as a member of the court, didn't the pavilion master say that Phoenix Valley is not involved in the affairs of the court? Could it be that Mu Yunlan is special?

Feng Jingyu turned his head, and his gaze fell on her with a smile: "Bai Su, you have been in Fanghua Pavilion for a long time, and you have even forgotten the rules?" ”

Bai Su trembled, and fell to his knees with a pop: "The slave knows her mistake." ”

Feng Jingyu took a sip of the teacup, looking out the window with a distant look.