Chapter 34: I'm Sorry
"I'm sorry," Zhezhe looked at his sleeve, a little aggrieved. Didn't I notice, why are you so fierce?
"What do we do now?" Zhezhe sat on the ground in frustration, "Those bad people, will there be another wave?" β
"I don't know," Yin Si shook his head, "We'd better leave as soon as possible." β
"Do you want to go in a carriage?"
"No," Yin Si gave Liang Zhe's cloak in batches, "he took the carriage, and we followed." β
"Huh?" Zhezhe didn't understand, "He's not - he's in a coma, why is he sitting in the car alone?" β
"Let the horse go by itself," Yin Si picked up his sleeve and wiped the blood stains on her face with a clean corner, "I remember the general direction, my people are still protecting the three servants in your house, let's go back there, everything is easy to say." β
"Well," Zhezhe nodded, looked at Yin Si's big flower face, a little embarrassed, wiped his hand on the skirt, went to his arms and took out a handkerchief, first looked at it, it was clean, and flattered Yin Si showed the front and back, and then carefully used it to wipe Yin Si's face.
Yin Si didn't refuse, and even enjoyed it a little, his eyes were like water, and he could indulge people gently, waiting for her to help him wipe his face clean in detail.
"Okay," looking at his white face, Zhezhe showed a smile, "Senior brother is so good-looking!" β
"Little fool," Yin Si stretched out his hand to pinch his nose, but when he saw that his hands were covered with blood, he gave up, and instead took the handkerchief in her hand, wiped his hands clean with it, and then pulled Zhezhe out of the carriage.
He first brought Zhezhe to a position away from the carriage, then turned around, and struck the buttocks of the two horses with the hilt of his sword, and the horses were in pain, and as soon as they raised their hooves, they scattered the flowers and ran forward, and soon disappeared in the fog.
Zhezhe asked a little confused, "Senior brother, did you hit too hard?" The horse is running so fast, how can we chase it? β
Moreover, the fog is still so big.
Yin Si returned to her, put his arm around her waist, bowed his head and whispered in her ear, "Hold it tight!" β
Zhezhe immediately subconsciously put his arms around his neck, and in an instant, Yin Si hugged her, touched the ground with both feet, and jumped onto the tree with a rub, and then kept shuttling in the fog for a moment.
Zhezhe opened his eyes and looked at the white world around him, and his head was dizzy after a while, obediently, this is really dizzy!
Fortunately, soon, I heard the sound of horses' hooves below, and the carriage where Liang Zhecheng was sitting was below.
After another cup of tea, the horse suddenly stopped, and Yin Si fell to the ground with her.
"Young Master!" Someone came out of the fog, dressed in cloth clothes, followed by two others.
"How's it going?" Yin Si nodded and put Tetsu-cheol down.
"We listened to your arrangement and stayed where we were, since you left, three waves of people have come," the man in cloth clothes, his face wrapped in cloth, couldn't see clearly, "However, we have taken them down." β
"Did you stay alive?"
"There is one, before taking the poison, we stopped it," the cloth man replied, "now it's tied, do you want to see it?" β
"No," Yin Si shook his head, "what about the three servants?" β
"The driver is out of gas, the two maids, there is still help," the cloth man replied, "The wound on the body is not deep, but there is too much blood loss, and the subordinates have stopped the bleeding for them." β
"Put the two maids in the carriage too," Yin Si nodded, "Let's go back to the Taoist temple first." β
"Yes!" The cloth-clothed man received the order, and immediately retreated into the fog, and soon, the three people returned, and the two people behind the cloth-clothed man were holding a girl in their arms, it was Ah Wan and Ah Ru.
"Awan, Aru?" Zhezhe couldn't believe it and wanted to take a closer look, but was pulled by Yin Si, "Don't worry, you can't die." β
"Butβ"
"No, their target is you," Yin Si grabbed her wrist tightly, "I'll take you back to the Taoist Temple first!" β
"And what about them?" Zhezhe pointed to the carriage and asked, thinking that these people were all injured because of himself, and some people died, Zhezhe felt very uncomfortable.
"I'll arrange for someone to be sent to the Taoist temple as well," Yin Si looked at her and sighed, why was she so stubborn, "Let's go to the Taoist temple first, you can also go to the master, let him take someone to wait, get ready, and when they arrive, they will immediately arrange for diagnosis and treatment." β
"That's right, okay, okay," Hearing Yin Si say this, Zhezhe finally nodded in agreement, turned his head and asked him, "What about you?" β
"I'll go back here and wait, see if there are any people around," Liang Zhecheng said that he went to invite someone, and he thought it was almost there, this group of assassins all carried the token of his Wei State guard, if he didn't ask first, he was afraid that it would bring right and wrong.
"Aren't you hurt? Do you want the master to show you and you come back? Zhezhe looked at him a little worried.
"No need, the government will send someone later, I have to wait here," and there is another point, which needs to tell her, "Remember, master, senior brother, this relationship is only known to our own people, in front of others, we can't talk about it, let alone shout, remember?" β
"Then, if you don't call Senior Brother, what do you shout?" She understands what he said, but she pretended not to know, and it was not good, after all, she had just said hello in the car.
"Call me the prince," Yin Si repeated, "Li Chenru, the third son of Wei." β
Zhezhe shut up and didn't answer, just nodded.
"What? Scared? β
Zhezhe shook his head.
"Angry?"
Zhezhe shook his head again, "You're a good person!" β
"I will protect you, believe me," Yin Si took her into his arms and comforted her, "I originally wanted to be free tomorrow and come back to tell you, I didn't expect this situation to happen, don't worry, I will give you an explanation." β
"Well, good!" Zhezhe nodded, smiling sweetly, I believe in my senior brother the most, who made my senior brother the person on the tip of my heart!
"Then I'll take you back to Guanli first?"
"Good!" The promise was crisp and neat.
Yin Si hugged her, and soon arrived at the temple, entered the tea room, Ku Rong was already waiting there, was walking around anxiously, after seeing people come back, he first panicked, grabbed the wrists of the two people, probed for a while, and found that there was no big problem, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master," Zhezhe's tears burst out of his eyes in an instant.
"Don't cry yet," Yin Si patted her on the head, "It's important to get down to business, master, I'll leave it to you here, and there will be three more injured patients sent later, so I'm going to trouble you to take a look here!" β
"Three?" Ku Rong looked worried, "Who else?" Isn't that coachman gone? β
Just now, the guards came to report that only Zhezhe's two maids were injured, but Zhezhe was gone. Now that Zhezhe is standing in front of him, why is there one more injury?
"It's the third son of Xiangguo, Liang Zhecheng," Yin Si explained, "Together with Zhezhe, he was stabbed with a sword, which is a bit serious, you will be more careful later." β
"Okay," Kurong nodded, and asked instead, "What about you?" β
"I have to go back and catch a live mouth," Yin Si looked at Ku Rong meaningfully, "Liang Zhecheng asked the servant to report to the official!" β
"Reporter?" Ku Rong opened his mouth, swallowed the words back, and pushed people directly, "Then why don't you go back quickly?" β
Also what is the pestle doing here? Now that Wei is here, you have brought the guards here, and they have tokens on them, in case they are bitten, how can they get it?
"Take care of yourself," before leaving, Yin Si turned back to Zhezhe, "change your wet clothes first, so as not to catch a cold." β
Zhezhe nodded and followed behind him, "Then you should also pay attention to safety!" β
Yin Si nodded, looked at her again, and then disappeared into the fog.
"You're going to change your clothes," Kurong pulled Zhezhe to the wing where she used to live, "You still have your clothes in the house, right?" β
"Yes," Tetsuche nodded.
"I'll ask someone to make a basin of hot water with you, wipe the blood on your body first, and wait a while, someone will bring you to me, I have something to ask you!" Ku Rong beckoned to a little Taoist priest and told him to take Zhezhe to the wing, "I'll go to the door first and wait for the injured, you follow him!" β
Zhezhe nodded, looked at the wind on the soles of Kurong's feet, and soon hid in the fog, followed the little Taoist priest, and went back to the room, there was already a basin of hot water in the house, took off the clothes on his body, wiped the blood stains, changed into clean clothes, and then went out.
It was still the little Taoist priest waiting at the door, taking her, in the foggy view, turning around, to an attic, entering the first room below, and sure enough, he saw Kurong.
In the room is a bed, a table, three chairs, there is a person lying on the bed, Ku Rong is taking the pulse, and there are two other people, one is bandaging the wounds of the person on the bed, and one is carrying a basin of blood water.
"Is it Liang Zhecheng?" Zhezhe asked the man who stopped him.
The man nodded, "Girl, wait outside for a while, it smells of blood here, and the son has to change his clothes." β
"Okay," Zhezhe hurriedly retreated.
Changing clothes, it's really indecent and don't look at it.
went out and looked up, there were people coming in and out of the upstairs, Zhezhe followed upstairs, and saw Aunt Mei.
"Aunt May?" Zhezhe followed him into the house, and soon saw the two people lying on the bed, it was Ah Wan and Ah Ru.
Ah Wan's hands were wrapped in cloth, her whole face was swollen, and there was a hole in her shoulder blades, and Aunt Mei was sprinkling medicine.
One of Aru's arms was tied to the board, and there was a bruised handprint around his neck, and at a glance, he knew that he had been pinched to death.
"This, thisβ" Zhezhe looked at the two of them, and suddenly couldn't say anything.
Who the hell is it? For what? Want to hunt yourself down? Why, not even your own servants?
"Miss Zhezhe," Aunt Mei was a little surprised, and hurriedly handed the medicine in her hand to Aunt Dao on the side, and came over to block her eyes, "Why are you here?" β
"I-" Tetsuche didn't know what to say.
"You come with me first, come, don't say anything, just come," Aunt Mei led her out of the house and went to the next room where no one was there.
"You sit first, sit first," Aunt Mei pressed her on the stool, "a lot of things happened today, but it's not your fault, don't think too much, you know?" β
"But, someone died because of me!" thought of the uncle who drove the carriage, although he didn't say much, but he was a very honest and honest ordinary person, and if he didn't, he was gone.
Now, there are still three people who have been injured because of her, and Zhezhe covers his face in pain, "I'm sorry! β
Who the hell am I provoking?