On the day Wang Fuling woke up, it snowed heavily and covered the ground with a thick layer.

You can't feel it inside the house, but you can see the snow outside from the half-open window on the opposite side.

She looked up at the curtain on the top, and sure enough, she was saved by Xuan Ye.

The door creaked open, and it was Chu Yu who came in.

Chu Yu was holding the medicine bowl in her hand, and when she saw Wang Fuling wake up, she couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Girl, you can be regarded as awake!" ”

Wang Fuling looked around and found that this was not the Han Mansion, so she asked Chu Yu, "Didn't we go back?" ”

She shook her head, looking annoyed: "After the girl fell into a coma that day, Qingyan Xiaolang asked people to go back to the house to bring a message, saying that you twisted your foot halfway and had to delay for a day. Who knew that after this day, it snowed heavily, and there was really no way back, and the carriage was too bumpy and unsafe to travel on the snowy road, so it was delayed for a few days. ”

As she spoke, Chu Yu handed the medicine bowl to Wang Fuling.

Wang Fuling took it and drank it, and then asked her, "Except for this kind of thing, didn't you talk back to your mother?" ”

Chu Yu looked embarrassed: "The slave wants to come back, but you are injured like this, Qingyan Xiaolang said that Mrs. loves you, and if you send the slave back, it will definitely be punished, so he said that he will come back after you wake up." ”

It's okay like this, she was sent back like this, I'm afraid that the Li family will have to make trouble again.

At this moment, there was a cry on the avenue outside the house, not one or two, and the sound sounded like mourning.

Wang Fuling listened with her ears pricked up, asked Chu Yu what was going on outside, and asked her to take a look.

Chu Yu sighed and didn't move: "You don't have to go to see it, it's the funeral of the Marquis Ning Bohou's Mansion, and today is just past the first seven, ready to be buried." ”

Hearing this, Wang Fuling beat a drum in her heart: "Who died?" ”

Chu Yu refused to say, seeing this, Wang Fuling also guessed: "Ning Bohou Shizi? ”

"This..."Concubine Chu couldn't help but shake her head: "Exactly, but the girl will bury this matter in her heart in the future and don't say it, if you let the Ning Bohou family know that it was because of you that the son died, they will definitely not let you go." ”

Wang Fuling is naturally measured, but the question in her heart also arises spontaneously, who did the prince of Ning Bohou die at?

Just as Wang Fuling was thinking about it, Chu Yu took the bowl in Wang Fuling's hand: "Don't talk about it, Master Xuanye will come to see you at this hour......

"Xuanye?"

Seeing Wang Fuling's surprised appearance, Chu Yu nodded: "Exactly, I heard Qingyan Xiaolang say that after your accident that day, he happened to meet Master Xuanye, and said that the two had a relationship before." Seeing that you were unconscious, the master moved to see you with compassion, so he was tired of Master Xuanye. ”

This is all nonsense, Wang Fuling knows in her heart that she was saved by Xuanye.

After a while, as Chu Yu said, Xuanye came.

Chu Yu saluted respectfully, and then went out and closed the door.

Seeing that Wang Fuling was sober, he didn't use too much emotion on his face, and after sitting down, he showed Wang Fuling his injuries.

Xuan Ye didn't care about the difference between Wang Fuling and his men and women, and without saying a word, he reached over and teased her clothes.

Wang Fuling shrank back: "That... The master told me how to do it, and I will do it myself. ”

His hand stopped in mid-air and retracted it: "I just want to see how your injuries are healing, I've seen them before, so don't worry too much." ”

She didn't know when she was unconscious, and she watched it, but now that she is awake, it is a little inappropriate for him to see.

Xuan Ye frowned: "Is life important, or is your face important?" ”

He looked like a decent man and a gentleman, and Wang Fuling felt that she seemed to be too hypocritical.

She let go of her hand and signaled that Xuan Ye could do it.

He was not polite, reached over and picked up Wang Fuling's sleeve, and pulled her arm to look at the injury: "The one on the arm is getting better quickly, I'll take a look at the back." ”

Hearing that he wanted to see the injuries behind his back, Wang Fuling was startled: "No, no, no, there is no need behind it, just let Chu Yu take a look." ”

He raised his eyebrows: "Will she see a doctor and heal the sick?" ”

Wang Fuling shook her head helplessly: "Concubine Chu won't, but she can help see the injury." ”

He refused: "I am a monk, and if you have anything to fear from me, I will not eat you." ”

He was so indifferent, which made Wang Fuling a little embarrassed.

Without saying a word, Xuan Ye reached out to help her up, and then let her be pointed at him, and then pulled her clothes down to her waist.

Wang Fuling stiffened her head, always feeling uncomfortable: "I heard you say that you don't know how to see the injury, why do you do it now." ”

Unexpectedly, he replied: "I really won't look at the hurt ......."

"Huh?" Wang Fuling hurriedly wanted to put on her clothes, but was stopped by Xuanye.

"I'll give you medicine."

Out of nowhere, he grabbed her shoulders so that she couldn't move at all: "If you move again, I'll strip you of your clothes clean." ”

Now she is honest, and she sits well and doesn't dare to move.

She didn't dare to turn around to see what Xuan Ye was doing, only heard the sound of the bottle ping-pong, guessing that he should be looking for medicine.

After a while, he walked towards Wang Fuling.

A slight chill hit the back, and the potion still hurt a little when it touched it.

His movements were very gentle, which made Wang Fuling feel that it didn't hurt too much: "It's good to leave this kind of thing to Chu Yu to do, why do you do it yourself." ”

Xuan Ye was silent, concentrating on his work, and only after a long time did he say: "If you are idle and have nothing to do, why not accumulate virtue and do good?" ”

Wang Fuling thought about it for a long time, and there was something uncomfortable not to say: "How did the prince of Ning Bohou die?" Is it related to you? ”

He said: "Buddhism often says that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and he did not die in my hands, but in his own desires. ”

"Don't tell me these nonsense, just tell me how he died."

After a moment of silence, he said: "When I found you, he smoked wine in the house, Qingyan took someone to his house to look for you, he stopped it, but he stumbled and fell to the ground without standing firmly. Who thought that there was a raised stone where he fell, so he fell and did not get up again. ”

When he spoke, he was fluent, and it didn't sound like he was made up, but why did Wang Fuling feel that something was wrong?

Just thinking about it, Xuan Ye said again: "Do you still think that I hurt him?" The relationship between you and me has not yet reached that point. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Fuling believed it a little, and the Xuanye in her impression should be so heartless and heartless, and she would not be impulsive because of anyone.

"It's really unlucky, but don't let Ning Bohou's family find clues, they are not easy to mess with. The prince is the only descendant of their house, and they will work hard when they know it. ”

At this time, Xuan Ye seemed to have finished giving her the medicine, and he gently lifted the clothes around Wang Fuling's waist and dressed her.