As soon as the sunspot man walked on his front foot, Gu Ye appeared in front of Yan Qingzhi, looking at the corpse in front of him, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "Son, how are you?" ”

"I'm fine, someone saved me, take me and Qingluan back first, Qingluan is seriously injured."

Yan Qingzhi's so-called going back is naturally not going back to Yan's Mansion, if this appearance is seen by others, there may be a lot of turmoil.

Qingluan had already fallen into a coma at this time, Gu Ye had no choice but to carry her on her back, and Yan Qingzhi followed behind Gu Ye in case someone sneaked up again.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong along the way, and after about a pillar of incense, the three of them came to an inconspicuous alley in the west of the city.

Gu Ye knocked on the door, and soon someone opened the door, and saw Gu Ye carrying Qingluan on his back, and his master was also messy, "What's wrong?" Come on in! Skylark, go and get Dr. Xiao! ”

The person who opened the door was Yunxiao, the housekeeper here, and the lark was his daughter, and because the young lady went out, the lark wanted to come to see his father.

When the lark heard his father's words, he immediately ran to the medicine yard in the backyard, lifted the clothes on Xiao Yang's back and began to rush to the guest room.

Xiao Yang was caught like this coldly, and he was almost strangled to death, "You let go, if you don't let go, I'll die, but there will be no one to treat the disease!" ”

Only then did the lark let go of his hand, "Doctor Xiao, Miss is injured, I'm anxious for a while, I'm sorry." ”

"What do you say? Miss is hurt? Take me there! As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yang ran up, and at this time he regretted that he had not learned martial arts.

The lark caught up with him, and then took him to the guest room, and saw that it was Qingluan lying on the bed, not his own lady, and both of them were relieved.

The lark looked at Gu Ye on the side, "Gu Gongzi, is my young lady okay?" ”

At this time, Gu Ye was still expressionless, "Childe is just a little skin injury, and the loss of internal force is a little serious, just rub some medicine and rest." ”

As if he felt that he didn't speak clearly enough, Gu Ye paused, and continued: "Childe is washing up in the next room, you go and wait, Qingluan has me and Xiao Yang here, it will be fine." ”

The lark nodded, looked at Qingluan worriedly, and then turned to leave.

Next to the bed, Xiao Yang was checking Qingluan's pulse, and he saw that his brows were tightly locked, and it seemed that the situation was not optimistic.

After taking the pulse, Xiao Yang looked at the wound on Qingluan's body again, got up and walked to the side, and after a while, a prescription came out.

"Follow this to grab the medicine, three times a day, drink it for ten days and half a month, it's fine, but her internal injuries are a little serious, hurting her lungs, I'm afraid she won't be able to use force for a long time, you look at her more."

After saying that, Xiao Yang walked out, and he still had to take care of the herbs he planted in the backyard, those things were his treasures.

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In the wing, Yan Qingzhi was cleaning the stains on her body in the bathtub, and what the lark saw when she walked in was a long sword mark on her young lady's back.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and the lark took out the golden medicine given by Xiao Yang to give Yan Qingzhi the medicine, and the tears were not held back, dripping on Yan Qingzhi's back.

"When I go back, the slave will go to Dr. Xiao to ask for some medicine to remove scars, Miss is so good-looking, she can't leave scars on her body, and my uncle will dislike it in the future."

For Yan Qingzhi, who has experienced two lives, the left and right are just a pair of skins, "It's just a scar, why bother so much." ”

In a trance, Yan Qingzhi remembered the incident of her previous life again, she was burned in the kitchen for the first time, he didn't ask, but fooled around with the people of Xinna, she was angry, made a fuss, and the result was indeed kneeling in the ancestral hall for two days.

"Skylark, if a person really has a heart for you, why not just a scar? It's too late to feel distressed. ”

The lark seems to understand this, isn't the most important thing for the daughter's family to be her appearance and chastity?

Under this concept of male superiority and inferiority of women, women are all Israelite, which shows how important appearance is.

But it's not a day or two that my young lady has a unique idea, and although the lark doesn't understand, she won't refute it.

She only hopes that her young lady can find a lover as soon as possible and stop working so hard.

Since Miss fell seriously ill six years ago, Miss has become different, no longer playing, and no longer walking around with the family.

When I was young, my friends no longer contacted, and I became friendless, and now, there are not many people who know that the Yan family still has such an eldest lady, which is why she didn't receive Xie Fu's post.

After taking the medicine, Yan Qingzhi went to bed to rest, and the lark ordered the soothing incense very intimately, and then stayed aside.

When night fell, in a side room in the backyard of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, a man wearing a silver mask knelt in front of him.

The man picked up the wine glass, looked at it, and drank it all, "There is an interesting person in the Yan family, you go and check the eldest lady of the Yan family for me, I want to know all the news about her, no matter how big or small." ”

One of the kneeling people opened his mouth, "Childe, let your subordinates go down!" The subordinates want to redeem the merits. ”

The man hooked the chin of the person who spoke with his foot, "Qingzhou, did I let you speak?" You don't have to be involved in this. ”

The man looked to the side, "Qingyun, you go, I will see the results in three days." ”

As soon as he heard that his son-in-law didn't let him participate, Qingzhou knew that he was definitely going to be punished, "Don't be a son, you know, your subordinates are in charge of intelligence, and there is no one more suitable than your subordinates." ”

The man looked at him coldly, "Your so-called intelligence is that our things have been cut off?" ”

Qingzhou couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, "Childe, this matter is the fault of the subordinates, and the subordinates will go and chase the things back." ”

After speaking, he got up and was about to leave, but he was dragged back by Qingyun beside him, "Childe didn't speak, don't be unreasonable." ”

The man sneered, "Long ability?" Is it that this son is usually too good to you, so you dare to commit such a crime? ”

"Since you love going out so much, then you should go to Tang City for a trip, and if you can't get something, you don't have to come back."

The faces of the two of them changed when they heard this, Tang City was not an ordinary town, it was located in the Misty Forest.

This misty forest is not only covered with poisonous miasma, but also has countless poisons, and if you are not careful, you will die.

To get to Donate, the only way to get there is through the Misty Forest.

Knowing that the master was really angry, Qingzhou didn't dare to frolic anymore, "Yes, the subordinates will leave." ”

Qingyun also left.

The man took off his mask, and this face was the one who saved Yan Qingzhi during the day.

The man seemed to be bored, and left quickly, unconsciously competing outside the Yan Mansion, so he went in to have a look.

Yan Qingzhi woke up in the evening, cleaned up, and returned home with the lark, but fortunately she didn't meet anyone, and she saved a lot of unnecessary trouble.

At this time, Yan Qingzhi was exposing her smooth back, looking at the injuries on her back through the bronze mirror.

She couldn't help but raise her hand to touch the wound, and soon, put on her clothes again.

Just as Yan Qingzhi was about to fall asleep, the man entered her room, "Do you think I should call you Miss Yan or Young Master Qing?" ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Qingzhi's eyes, but she quickly recovered as before, "It's just a title, you can call it whatever you want." ”