"Someone! There are gangsters! Han Baiyi shouted for help, picked up the stick on the ground and struck the man again. Vertices

This time it hit him in the back, and the man was in pain, dropped the dagger and fled.

At this time, the surroundings heard the movement and came out to check, Han Baiyi squatted down and hugged Qinglian, and saw that her hands were covered with blood, and the clothes around her waist were also dyed red.

"Qinglian!"

Han Baiyi shouted anxiously.

Qinglian raised her hand to touch his face: "My lord, you're fine." ”

When the hand was halfway out, it suddenly fell, Han Baiyi called her loudly, but there was no response, and at this time, the people around also came around, helping him pick up Qinglian and send it to the hospital immediately.

After learning that Qinglian was injured, the prince also rushed over with the doctor who was caressing.

"Lord Han, what's going on?"

Lord Shuo asked with a worried face.

Han Baiyi told him what happened just now, and the prince said sadly: "Go and spread Jing Zhaoyin, such a vicious person must be severely punished!" ”

"Yes."

After the doctor diagnosed and treated, he came to report the injury.

"This girl is injured in the waist, but fortunately she holds the dagger in her hand, otherwise she will hurt her internal organs, but because of this, the injury on her hand is very serious."

Lord Shuo asked a little anxiously: "She is a painter, and she only loves painting all her life, which hurts her hand, but what should I do?" What medicine is needed, this king immediately sends someone to prepare! ”

"Please forgive the prince, the slave really can't guarantee that he will be cured."

Lord Shuo was extremely distressed: "No matter what medicine you use, you must ask Dr. Chen to cure her." ”

"The minions will do their best."

"Han is also responsible for this matter, what medicinal materials are needed, Han is willing to find them."

"Lord Han, don't blame yourself, if you want to blame that wicked person, don't worry, Miss Qinglian's illness will definitely be cured."

Mu Jiaren drank wine at the dinner party, and went to bed early after coming back, Beichen Ye was in a very bad mood, and she really couldn't let her drink after marriage, which was both dangerous and affected the relationship between husband and wife.

The next day, the first thing Mu Jiaren did when she woke up was to drink two large bowls of decanting soup.

This soup was not what she wanted to drink, but Beichen Ye asked for.

Drinking decanting soup was not a problem, but she didn't know that decanting soup could be so bitter!

"What's in there? It's so bitter! ”

"Naturally, it's an ordinary sobering soup, so drink less if you feel bitter!" Beichen Ye reprimanded softly, he specially ordered to add some bitter medicine, so that she could have a long memory, and if she drank again in the future, she would have to drink this very bitter sobering soup.

After the two bowls of soup were drunk, the next generation brought the food, and before Mu Jiaren could start eating, Han Yunqian came in.

"Your Highness, something has happened."

"What?"

"Lord Shuo invited someone to come over and wanted the Purple Gold Dragon Whisker Grass."

"What's the point?"

"Last night, Han Cheng was assassinated, and Bai Jiaren was injured when he blocked the knife for him, so Prince Shuo asked people to ask for medicine."

"What?" Mu Jiaren put the bowl on the table with a "snap" in shock, "Is it necessary to use the beauty trick and the bitter meat trick at the same time so quickly?" ”

Han Yunqian also sensed that something was wrong: "But the robber was arrested, confessed to his crime, and was a habitual offender, so he couldn't find any other problems, and now he can only kill for money, which injured Miss Bai, and it hurt her hand." ”

"Heh~ The doctor is the prince's person, and it will really hurt."

"Do we have any herbs with us?" Beichen Ye asked.

"Yes."

"Then send it to Uncle Huang."

"Yes."

Mu Jiaren frowned: "This is cheaper than the white lotus?" The Purple Gold Dragon Whisker Grass is used by His Royal Highness, and it is really a waste to treat her hands, and her injuries must be ......"

Speaking of this, Mu Jiaren raised her eyebrows: "Or, I'll treat her?" ”

She promised to make Bai Jiaren bedridden, a veritable serious illness, and see if she could pretend to be in the future.

"Forget it, since this is a ploy by the prince of Shuo, he will definitely expect our reaction, and the herb is a favor for her."

Beichen Ye didn't think about wooing Han Baiyi, he was a very assertive person, even if he felt guilty about Bai Jiaren, he would not change his mind because of this, not to mention that he was on his side last time, this time he would definitely get closer to Prince Shuo.

"Prime Minister Han Cheng must have believed in the White Lotus, and I also know that it is best to give away this favor, but she was injured with all her efforts, and she can't waste it."

The unhappiness of the impostor strikes again, and she wants to visit the injured White Lotus.

Mu Jiaren and Han Yunqian took the medicine to visit Bai Jiaren in the other hospital, and with her identity, they would not let Beichen Ye come forward.

After entering the house, I saw that there were many maids and servants serving in the courtyard, and the prince was naturally there.

Han Yunqian sent the medicine, and the prince said very gratefully: "Thank you so much, the emperor's nephew, such a valuable herb, this king must be grateful." ”

"The prince is polite, the prince has always been generous, and the herbs are meant to cure diseases and save people, and there is no distinction between high and low."

"Miss Mu is here too." Lord Shuo looked at her.

"See Lord Wang, the little woman and Miss Bai are also acquaintances, she is injured, so she should naturally come over to visit."

After a few people entered the house, they saw Bai Jiaren lying inside through the screen, and at this time, Han Baiyi entered the house with a medicine bowl.

"Is Lord Han taking care of Miss Bai? Don't go to court today? Mu Jiaren was a little surprised.

"Today I will take a day off from the emperor." Han Baiyi bowed and then entered the house.

"My lord, why are you here?"

"Qinglian, don't get up."

Mu Jiaren was stunned: "Who is Qinglian?" ”

Lord Shuo explained: "Bai Jiaren is the name she used when she painted, and Qinglian is her real name. ”

"Surname Qing?" Such a unique surname? I didn't expect it to be a lotus.

"Qinglian is an orphan, has no surname, and has been lonely since she was a child, which is not easy." After speaking, the prince sighed and shook his head.

Is this a bitter drama after the bitter meat plan?

Mu Jiaren said outside: "Miss Qinglian, His Royal Highness the Prince has sent the Purple Gold Dragon Whisker Grass, I don't know how your injuries are?" ”

"Is it Miss Mu? Thank you for your concern, Qinglian will definitely come to the door to thank you after she recovers. ”

Mu Jiaren walked in and saw the Qinglian character lying on the bed pale and very weak.

After Han Baiyi finished feeding the medicine, the prince asked the maid to change the medicine for her, and when the veil was opened, Mu Jiaren saw two deep knife cuts, and Qinglian was really willing to attack herself.

Han Baiyi saw that the wound trembled slightly, Qinglian withdrew her hand, and pretended to be strong and said: "Lord Han, Miss Mu, Qinglian is fine, you don't have to worry, the prince has prepared a lot of medicine for me, I will be fine." ”

Han Baiyi frowned, he remembered that the doctor said that even if he recovered, he might not be able to paint, what a blow this is for a painter!

Mu Jiaren also guessed a few points, Qinglian deliberately picked her hands, was it to make Han Baiyi feel guilty?

"Lord Han." Qinglian shouted softly.

"What's wrong?" Han Baiyi looked back at her.

"If Qinglian can't paint those paintings again, is Lord Han still willing to treat me as a friend?"

Qinglian said as she said with a mist in her eyes, and looked at Han Baiyi with expectations.

"Friends are like-minded, and the longevity of friendship will not change because you can paint."

After hearing this, Qinglian smiled with tears: "Lord Han is so good, Qinglian is really ashamed of adults." ”

"Rest well." Han Baiyi didn't know how to comfort her.

"My lord, let's go, Qinglian is not worthy of your kindness to me." After speaking, she raised her hand to push Han Baiyi away, turned her head to hide her face and cried.

Mu Jiaren looked at her back and trembled and felt incredible, bitterness is really a must for the prosperous white lotus.

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