Chapter Seventy-Three: Pay More Attention to Your Life's Events

Su Moyang was right, if the purpose of these people was Duan Fu and he protected him, these people would still have some concerns. If Duan Fu is alone, with her three-legged cat's kung fu, how can she deal with so many killers?

Duan Fu didn't speak again, because Su Moyang was distracted from talking to her, he couldn't dodge, there was an extra cut on his arm, and his clothes were torn. She was in his arms, and she could see very clearly, this sword used all its strength, and the wound must have been very deep, but Su Moyang didn't say a word, as if the sword just now didn't stab his arm.

"Su Moyang, are you okay?" Her heart shrank slightly, and she asked worriedly.

Su Moyang calmly dealt with the other killers who attacked her, and did not forget to answer Duan Fu's inquiries, so that she could feel at ease.

"I'm fine."

Duan Fu put her hand into the space, a few silver needles had already been caught in her fingers, with the experience of the last time, she aimed more accurately this time, ensuring that the 'needles have no refill', and each needle could hit the opponent's vital point.

In addition, her silver needle was fed with poison, as long as the other party attacked Su Moyang again, the poison would quickly follow the meridians and reach the heart, and this person would definitely die.

After several people were hit, they only felt a slight pain and numbness at first, but after a few moves with Su Moyang, they suddenly fell to the ground. The people who came around from behind immediately noticed something unusual, and they were a little more vigilant about Duan Fu in Su Moyang's arms.

In this way, when Duan Fu wanted to launch the silver needle, the other party would deftly avoid it, but because of this, he also revealed a flaw and was stabbed by Su Moyang's sword.

The cooperation between the two was very high, so that the man in black couldn't get close to Su Moyang at all, let alone hurt Duan Fu.

At this time, a flute sounded in the dark night, and these people heard the flute and immediately retreated quickly, but in the blink of an eye, those who were alive suddenly disappeared completely.

Su Moyang fell into the open space with Duan Fu in his arms, Zhao Yan and Zhao Jun, the leader of the secret guard, immediately converged and reported to Su Moyang, "Master, the people who come are all killers of the Evil Ghost Building. ”

"Isn't the Evil Ghost Building having a good time lately, and it has actually attacked this palace twice!" Su Moyang was injured, and the sleeve robe on his arm was torn apart, except for these, there was no embarrassment in his clothes, and he was still the Royal Highness of the Seventh Prince with a cold temperament.

I only heard him instruct again, "Go and check the other businesses of the evil ghost building in the capital, find a reason, and let the dynasty send someone to seal all their properties in the capital." Ordered the persons in charge of all places, but all the properties of the evil ghost building, whether good or bad, were isolated and annexed. ”

"Yes, my subordinates will do it." Zhao Jun received the order and immediately disappeared into the night.

And Zhao Yan was responsible for taking some people to escort Su Moyang back to Dongcheng.

"Go back to the palace first." Duan Fu, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth.

Su Moyang glanced at her sideways, but saw her look away, "You are injured, and the wound is easy to infect." Let Zhao Yan send you back to the palace first, and then accompany me to investigate the cause. ”

"This little injury in this palace is not in the way. It's the people of the Devil's House, who knows if they will go and return? This palace will accompany you personally, so you can rest assured. Su Moyang said, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised, although he was injured, he was in a very good mood.

Duan Fu turned his head to look at Su Moyang, "Your Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, I am a doctor, can you listen to me once?" ”

It's rare to see her care so much about herself, and Su Moyang doesn't want to ruin the slow relationship between the two, so he nodded, "Go back to the house to bandage the wound first, and it's not too late to check the cause tomorrow." ”

Duan Fu glanced at him, although the plague was very tricky, it could not be solved at once.

"Whatever you want." She spat out two words lightly and looked away again.

The carriage became silent for a moment, and in the silence of the night, there was no sound in the street except the sound of wheels rolling. Soon, the carriage returned to the palace.

Duan Fu has the habit of carrying a medical kit with him, and he entered Dongcheng this time to find out the cause of the disease, so he also carried a medical kit with him. Soon after entering the palace, Duan Fu took out the corresponding tools to clean Su Moyang's wounds.

After Su Moyang untied her upper clothes and exposed her arms, she stepped forward to check the wound. I saw that the wound was more than a finger long and very deep. There was still blood flowing out of the wound at the moment, so she first cleaned the wound with water, and saw that the wound was too deep to heal, so she stitched the wound back together.

During the whole process, Su Moyang didn't say a word of pain, as if Duan Fu was not sewing his arm.

It wasn't the first time Duan Fu had seen his pain endurance skills, he was going to use anesthetics on him just now, but he refused. Fortunately, she was skillful and was able to stitch up the wound in three or two clicks.

She then applied anti-inflammatory drugs to him, and then bandaged his wound with clean gauze.

And when she was doing this, Su Moyang kept staring at her, her serious way of doing things was really good-looking, as if he couldn't see enough no matter how he looked at it.

Duan Fu packed up the medical box and left Su Moyang's room. Su Moyang's gaze followed her away, and it wasn't until she was far away that he came back to his senses and glanced at the wound he had bandaged.

"Zhao Yan, is there any deployment over there?" He asked aloud.

Zhao Yan immediately replied, "If you say the master, the medical hall has already arranged for the secret guards to keep an eye on it, and there will be no mistakes." ”

Su Moyang nodded, "Let Joaquin come in!" ”

"Yes." Zhao Yan exited the room.

Su Moyang walked behind the screen, changed the clothes that Zhao Yan had just prepared, and not long after coming out from behind the screen, Joaquin had already entered the room.

Joaquin bent respectfully towards Su Moyang, "Master." ”

"What's so unusual in the palace?" Su Moyang asked.

Joaquin replied, "Recently, the Queen Mother has been staring at the queen very closely, and everything is going smoothly in the palace. However, the princess from the Xiqi Kingdom has expressed her affection for you to the Holy Lord several times, but I don't know what the master thinks of this matter? ”

Su Moyang tidied up his sleeves, sat down at the log table on the side, and poured himself a cup of tea very leisurely before he spoke, "My father will not marry the princess of Xiqi Kingdom to this palace." ”

"What if the Holy One answers?" Joaquin said.

Su Moyang glanced at Joaquin sideways, "What you said reminded the palace." The Sacred Heart is unpredictable and often turns out to be unexpected. ”

After speaking, he took a thoughtful sip of tea, and then slowly spoke, "Among the princes, who is the most flattering to this princess?" ”

"Except for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the eldest prince and you, the master, the other princes have tried their best to please this princess. If you want to say who is the most flattering among them, it is naturally the Nine Emperor Princes Su Yu. ”

"Su Yu?" Su Moyang raised his eyebrows, "If this palace is not mistaken, Su Yu has just turned fifteen years old, and her mother, Concubine Ying, is still favored among her father's many concubines. ”

Joaquin nodded and said, "The Nine Emperor Princes are the youngest sons of the Holy Lord, because of his young age, he has a sweet mouth on weekdays, and he is the most pleasing to the Holy Lord. In addition, Ying Guiren was born into the Ruan family of scholars. ”

"The Ruan family?" Su Moyang frowned slightly, "The Ruan family is a big family, and there are many great Confucian people. Such a big family will not instigate the ninth brother to do anything. Unless ......"

Joaquin didn't answer, but waited for Su Moyang's next words, and sure enough, he continued, "Unless Guiren Ying wants to do something." The ninth brother is young and undecided, and he is the easiest time to be led by the nose. ”

"However, it is a good thing that he is the one who married the princess of Xiqi Kingdom. You let people watch from the sidelines, and at the critical moment, help him. ”

"Yes." Joaquin nodded in response, but did not exit the room.

Su Moyang glanced at him, "Anything else?" ”

"Is there any progress in the matter between His Highness and Miss Zhu?" Joaquín asked.

"Joaquin, if you have time, pay more attention to your life's affairs! I won't have to worry about the affairs of this palace. Su Moyang said.

Joaquin said, "Your Highness is right, then Joaquin will care about his life's affairs." ”

Su Moyang just said it casually, and when he really answered like this, he couldn't help but ask more, "Do you really have a favorite girl?" ”

Joaquin shook his head solemnly, "Aren't I just going to look for this?" ”

Su Moyang glanced at him and gave him a word, "Get out!" ”

"Hahaha......" changed from the previous respectful and polite, and Joaquin laughed heartily, "Okay, my subordinates will get out!" ”

The relationship between him and Su Moyang is that of a subordinate and a master, and he is also a brother who has passed his life, and he is also a confidant and friend. The story between them, and I'll talk about it later.

Early the next morning, Su Moyang went to Duan Fu's courtyard and invited her to go to Yuan's mansion with him to check. The carriage was ready, and the two of them got into the carriage one after the other.

Duan Fu wore a dark green dress today, there was no hair ornament on the bun, only a simple hosta, and the whole person looked simple and old-fashioned.

Su Moyang wore a black robe with gold thread trim, as cold and noble as always, and he could be imposing without saying a word.

The two walked together, one was noble and inviolable, the other was elegant and beautiful, and the atmosphere was old, but they were quite a good match. However, looking at Duan Fu's dress today, Su Moyang frowned slightly, he slightly disliked her appearance of being so old-fashioned.

It was daytime, and the eastern part of the city was where the nobles and ministers of the court lived, and there were very few pedestrians on the streets, except for the carriages coming and going. The carriage soon came to the gate of Yuan's mansion, and the front of the gate was surrounded by soldiers, and when he saw a carriage coming, a soldier immediately stepped forward, stopped the carriage, and was not allowed to continue.

Zhao Yan immediately jumped out of the carriage and showed the waist card to the soldiers, and after the soldiers saw it, they immediately respectfully stepped aside, "It turned out to be from the Seven Princes' Mansion, but ...... This Yuan Mansion is infected with the plague, I don't know what the people of your Mansion are here to say? ”

"Don't ask too much." Zhao Yan said.

The soldier glanced at Zhao Yan and stepped aside.