Qin Jingan hugged Meng Yuyun, who had already fainted in pain, and when he rushed to Zhao's mansion sweating profusely, only Su Xin and Wanhua were still in the house, and Wanhua was bending over to sweep the floor.

Rhubarb saw the two of them and yelled at them happily.

Su Xin was the first to react, she had always regarded Meng Yuyun as her own heaven and her own earth, and when she saw that her master had fainted, she seemed to be in a bad state, so she was anxious. rushed over with red eyes, and raised his feet to touch Meng Yuyun's warm skin.

"Young Master!" Tears welled up in Su Xin's eyes, and she shook her hand to touch Meng Yuyun, and when she touched the warm skin, she could be regarded as relieved.

"What's going on?" Wanhua hurriedly walked over, she behaved much better, after all, she was old, and she had seen more scenes in the Qinglou.

There were so many injuries on her body that she couldn't count them, but when she saw Meng Yuyun such a little girl with a miserable white face, her heartbeat still missed two beats.

"What the hell is going on? Why did Ah Nan faint? Wanhua saw that Qin Jing'an had blood on her hands, and she panicked, she reached out and touched Meng Yuyun's forehead, only touching the cold layer of sweat.

The girl in his arms was breathing very unsteadily, and the sticky blood in his palm made him unable to control his panic, Qin Jingan's face was gloomy as if he could drip water, and his tone was annoyed: "I don't know."

After speaking, she didn't look at Wanhua's expression, she walked to Meng Yuyun's boudoir with ease, kicked open the door, gently put the little girl on the bed, and tucked the quilt corner for her with the quilt.

Su Xin's tears hung on her face, the cold wind blew her shiver, she took Huahua's hand, and asked a little dazedly, "The young master will be fine, right?"

Wanhua was in a trance and remembered how she was tossed and bleeding, like a rag doll pressed on the bed, on the ground, anywhere.

Hearing the immature voice, she stabilized her mind, bent down, and whispered to comfort Su Xin: "It's okay, Su Xin is good, looking at the rhubarb outside." I'm going to see her. ”

When she entered the house, the first thing she did was close the door, and a thin door blocked Su Xin's pitiful little eyes. She turned around, her gentle gaze became cold, and she pushed Qin Jing'an away fiercely, which was diametrically opposed to the timidity and cowardice she usually had.

"She's still a child! How can you bear it? How can you bear to hurt her? ”

"I didn't!" Qin Jing'an's face was gloomy, his gaze stayed on Wanhua's face for a moment, and then moved to the bed.

"Where did the blood come from?" Wanhua was a little frightened by this gaze, and she believed this man for the time being. Turning his head, he lifted the quilt covering Meng Yuyun's body, and groped with his hand on the fainting little girl, but he didn't feel blood.

Qin Jing'an was in a trance, and muttered to himself, "I don't know ......"

He kept repeating this sentence, and Wanhua was upset when she heard it, so she refrained from looking at him. With a casual glance, it landed between Meng Yuyun's legs, and the color of that piece of fabric seemed to be darker than that of other places.

Huahua reached out and touched it, and it was a big wet piece, and it was still a little slimy. She instantly understood, her face flushed, and the little heart hanging in her throat was safely put in place.

But what surprised her was that Qin Jing'an, a big young man, didn't even know that it was a menstrual affair, looking at his anxious look, he thought he was too worried about Ah Nan.

Like the younger brother of the son who is a little wealthier, he has already done things between men and women in his teens, and he understands this matter of women thoroughly. And Qin Jing'an's appearance seemed to be completely unaware.

It's just that letting Wanhua say that this is a menstrual affair, it's not good after all, after all, she is also a woman, and her face is so thin.

"I'll go find Old Man Zhang." Qin Jingan finally remembered to find a doctor, he glanced at the person on the bed with some concern, and continued to say, "Please take care of her."

Wanhua was stunned, and her dissatisfaction with Qin Jing'an dissipated at this moment. She scratched her head, held back her words for a long time, hesitated again and again, and still said: "Lord, Ah Nan, she just came to the menstrual affair, and she didn't need to find Zhang Yanzuo."

The word moon hit Qin Jing'an's mind like a thunderbolt, and he stood in place in a daze, his eyes were empty, and these two words echoed in his ears.

Wanhua shook her head, looking at Ah Nan's appearance, I was afraid that it was a terrible menstrual cramp. found a piece of discarded coarse cloth, carefully cushioned it under Meng Yuyun's body, said hello to Qin Jing'an, and went out to find brown sugar, wanting to boil brown sugar water. By the way, boil the bath water for this girl.

When only the two of them were left in the room, Qin Jing'an stepped away from his frozen feet and approached the bed step by step.

Xu is too painful, Meng Yuyun has been floating a layer of sweat beads on his forehead, he can't help but reach out, when he touches the smooth and slightly cool skin, his fingertips seem to be pricked, and he quickly retracts.

"Hmm~" The colic pain in her abdomen made Meng Yuyun half asleep in pain, she raised her heavy eyelids, and a narrow light stimulated her eyes.

I wanted to get up, but my waist was very sore and painful. She stretched out her hand weakly and rubbed her eyes, looking at the surrounding environment, thinking that she was not in a teahouse? How did you get back?

A strand of ink-colored hair broke into sight, Qin Jing'an's magnified handsome face scowled, and Meng Yuyun blinked, a little unresponsive.

"Does it hurt?" Qin Jing'an's concerned greetings made Meng Yuyun panic in her heart, she shook her head, wanting to say that she didn't hurt, but the strength in her body seemed to be drained, her throat was dry, and she couldn't speak.

There was a slimy gap between her legs, and Meng Yuyun bit her lip, a little at a loss. She looked at Qin Jing'an, who had no intention of leaving, and frowned, not knowing what was wrong with her.

Fortunately, Wanhua pushed the door in, holding a bowl of hot brown sugar water in her hand, and there was a teasing smile on her face. followed by the little girl Su Xin, Su Xin was really worried about the young master, even if Wanhua said that it was no big deal, she was so anxious that her eyes were red and she pounced.

The small and soft hand grabbed Meng Yuyun's hand, sniffed, and asked, "Young Master, do you still hurt?"

Meng Yuyun didn't know how to respond, so she only widened her eyes and looked at Su Xin.

Wanhua looked at the side and smiled secretly, and walked over to pull Su Xin away, "Su Xin is good, let your young master drink the sugar water without pain." ”

Originally, Su Xin was still pouting and a little unhappy, but when she heard Wanhua's words, she nodded obediently, took the initiative to take a few steps back, and gave up a place for Wanhua to sit down.

Wanhua helped Meng Yuyun sit up, blew the sugar water, and fed it into the mouths of the girls who were still a little ignorant.

The warm sugar water entered her throat, moistened her throat, and replenished some physical strength.

Qin Jing'an looked at the scene of Huahua feeding, and felt a little awkward in his heart, eager to get started by himself and grab the bowl of sugar water to feed.