"Cut the flesh and pull out the arrow." Jin Yu put the dagger on Han Changyun's calf, and the cold and piercing blade suddenly shrank again.

Seeing this, Han Changyun hurriedly held down Han Changyun's feet to prevent him from tossing around.

Han Changdu's strength was extremely strong, and he clamped Han Changyun's ankle tightly, and imprinted blue and purple fingerprints on the white and tender ankles that he had cultivated in his pampering.

Han Changyun's face turned pale with fright, his heart was like ashes, and he felt like meat on a chopping board, to be slaughtered.

"Xiao Qi, do you see the appearance of the person who is chasing you?" Han Changwan grabbed Han Changyun's ankle and asked in a gentle tone as much as possible.

The cold-faced Hades became gentle, even more chilling than when he killed someone.

Han Changyun shuddered, shocked by Han Changdu's rare gentle tone, forgot the sharp pain in his leg for a while, and shook his head with a white face: "I only care about running for my life, how can I have the heart to see what the killer looks like!" Besides, they all covered their faces, and I couldn't even look at them even if I wanted to."

A wisp of smoke escaped from the purple gold copper incense burner on the high table on the edge of the kang, without the slightest smell, but the smoke gradually prevailed, slowly weaving into a mist.

Jin Yu held the dagger, and the blade landed firmly on Han Changyun's calf, cutting the skin and flesh along the location of the arrow.

Blood rushed out.

This arrow is not an ordinary arrow, it has a hook on the tip of the arrow, if you do not cut the wound a little, and only use brute force to pull out the arrow, it will bring out a large piece of flesh, resulting in excessive blood loss.

Jin Yu's movements were not gentle, and the wound was not small, and blood was surging out, but Han Changyun didn't feel the pain at all.

Han Changdui glanced thoughtfully at the slightly white mist, and continued to ask in a gentle manner, "Then do you recognize those two people by the stream?"

Han Changyun frowned, "Those two are women, and they are both facing away from me." He pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he spoke eagerly: "Yes, yes, when I ran away, I turned my head to look, and the two women by the stream, one of them had a side face, which was very similar to Ah Qi."

"Who?!" Han Changyun was taken aback, he obviously heard Han Changyun's words clearly, but he still asked in disbelief, "Have you seen clearly? That's right?"

"Big brother, it's not that I'm boasting, my eyes can't see anything else, look at the girl that's a quasi-child! As long as it's a girl I've seen, there's nothing I can't remember, how can I be wrong!" Han Changyun was proud and looked triumphant.

"......" Han Changdui didn't know whether he should laugh or get angry, and shook his head helplessly: "Okay, whether she is Ah Ji or not, I only ask you, did she see you?"

Han Changyun opened his mouth and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain from his calf to his heart, he "hissed" and hurriedly turned his head to look.

Han Changwan hurriedly reached out to cover Han Changyun's eyes, pushed his head sideways, and said in a plain voice, "Do you not want to sleep or eat?"

Han Changyun swallowed his saliva in horror, turned his head and didn't dare to look.

What's even more strange is that the sharp pain in the leg like a tarsal bone only hurts for a short moment, and then disappears without a trace, and he doesn't take it seriously.

Thinking of Han Changdu's words, Han Changyun narrowed his eyes: "Hmph, that stinky girl must have seen me, big brother, I don't believe you called her over to ask!"

Hearing this, Han Changwan was noncommittal, he was not so confused that he agreed to Han Changyun's proposal and went to startle the snake.

The more Han Changyun thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, the more aggrieved he became, and he tugged at his shirt and said, "I thought that you, a subordinate with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, now I know that she is clearly a knife-mouthed crane with a red heart, big brother, she must have seen me too, why didn't she even ignore me as if she didn't know me, not only ignored me, but also didn't stop people from chasing and killing me?" I used to be so good to her, and I fed the jackals, tigers and leopards with delicious food and drink!"

Han Changdui was silent for a while,

Thinking of Yao Qi's many abnormal behaviors, he pursed his lips and did not speak.

These abnormalities naturally can't be told to Han Changyun, he has a shallow heart and a leaky mouth, and he can't hide his secrets.

Jin Yu was also shocked when he heard it, he didn't believe that such a sleek and accommodating girl would pretend not to know Han Changyun and let others kill him.

Han Changdui glanced at Jin Yu, the movements in his hands had reached a critical moment, he pursed his lips, and asked again, "Xiao Qi, you should eat less!"

Han Changyun didn't notice Han Changyun's fleeting eyes, and when he heard his words, he touched his chin and said unconvinced, "But some people say that my chin is tippy and I can poke my chest out."

"......" Han Changdui was dumbfounded, and he wanted to ask who said such shameless words? It's just that he has always behaved in a regular manner, and he can't ask such a shameless question.

Han Changyun was too embarrassed, but Han Changyun regarded his face as dung, and he looked like he was skinny, and his fingers slowly groped his chin: "Could it be because I'm thin and not as handsome as before, and Ah Ji doesn't recognize me anymore?"

"......" Han Changdui was speechless.

"......" Jin Yu felt a chill, his hand shook, and the sharp blade deviated from the direction of Han Changyun's calf wound.

"Murder!" Han Changyun screamed, and when he looked down, the flesh and blood on his calf were blurred, the arrows pierced in the flesh had been pulled out, and the tips of the arrows with hooks were still hanging with bloody minced meat.

Han Changyun's face was colorless, cold sweat soaked through his clothes at once, and he shivered in pain, but his ankles were pressed tightly by Han Changyun, and he couldn't move.

He gasped in cold pain: "Big brother, I, it hurts, it hurts!"

Han Changdui shook his head inexplicably, the heirs of the Han Wangfu are prosperous, and he has never even seen some of his younger brothers and sisters.

But the adult cousins he has an impression of are all the same as Han Changyun, they are delicate and can't endure hardships, and they have never fought on the battlefield.

The power, fame and even future of the Han Wangfu are tied to the Han family army and the battlefield, if the children of the Han family are greedy for life and afraid of death, in the long run, there is no need for the saint to attack the Han family, and the Han family army and even the Han Wangfu itself will fall apart.

Thinking of this, he felt even more painful, and his hands unconsciously worked harder.

Han Changyun hissed, just wanted to scold, raised his eyes to Han Changdu's cold face, he chuckled in his heart, and suddenly became honest, just gasped one by one, turned his head and didn't dare to take another look.

After a moment of silence, Han Changdui asked lightly, "Have you seen the other person, is there anything different?"

Han Changyun's attention immediately shifted direction, and he pondered for a while: "That person wrapped himself tightly, and he showed a pair of eyes, looking at it, a little, a little familiar, I can't remember where I saw it."

Han Changdu's eyebrows jumped, and he asked eagerly, "Think about it, where have you seen it?"

Han Changyun tilted his head and muttered to himself, "Is it her? The age is not right, look at that eye is clearly an old woman in her sixties and seventies."

Han Changdu's heart moved, and he said coldly, "Are you from the palace before?" He thought for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "Is it the person next to the concubine?"

"Yes, that's right!" Han Changyun's heart was shocked, as if he had been struck by thunder, and he stumbled with a shocked face: "Yes, I remembered, it was the medical girl Fuxiang who was next to the concubine in the past, and later when the concubine gave birth to her little sister, she had a difficult birth, and the people around the concubine were sent away because of the unfavorable service, and the Fuxiang was no longer in the house!" He stared and recalled for a moment, nodded heavily, and said, "Yes, it's her, although she looks older, but those eyes are exactly the same, her eyes are as cold as poisonous snakes, and she is scared when she looks at them!"

Hearing this, Han Changwan did not change color like Han Changyun, but showed such an expression, rubbing his wrist, and said slowly, "Actually, I have seen Fuxiang in Beijing."

Han Changyun completely forgot that he was still treating an arrow wound, slapped his thigh hard, and the sharp pain hit, he said "ouch", shrank his leg suddenly, and grinned in pain: "It's really her!" Is she really here? How did she get to Yuhua Mountain?!"

"Don't move!" Han Changyun hurriedly pressed Han Changyun's ankle heavily, and said with an expressionless indifference: "She has a shocking medical skill, and she can't find a place in any noble family."

Jin Yu lowered his head, his lips pursed into a straight line, and the faint smile disappeared from the corners of his lips.

The movements of his hands were extremely neat and the bandages were well dressed.

They are all fought on the battlefield, and the people who often walk in the sea of corpses and blood, which one of them is not covered in bruises like patches.

These people may not be able to heal the sick, but they are all experts in healing injuries.

Jin Yu followed Han Changdu, and he became a good doctor after a long injury.

Han Changyun's pain in his leg gradually subsided, he seemed to think of something, tilted his head and said thoughtfully: "That's right, she always has to eat, but why did Ah Qi meet her, did they know each other before?"

Han Changdui shook his head inexplicably, thinking of the first time he saw Fuxiang in King An's Mansion, he was suspicious.

At that time, Yao Qi obviously didn't know Fuxiang, so how could he meet Fuxiang in private now.

What would the two of them say when they met in private?

Han Changwan could now confirm that this Fu Xiang was Xie Liang's person.

But what about Yao Qi, Yao Qi will definitely not be Xie Liangji's person.

Otherwise, there would not have been such twists and turns in the future.

He thought of Yao Qi's abnormality these days, and the originally unbelievable possibility was becoming more and more the truth.

He pressed his mind and said to him, "Since this matter involves my subordinates, I will naturally investigate it carefully, so you just don't know."

Han Changyun frowned, with a look of unwillingness: "But I'm all injured, I can't ask that stinky girl for an explanation!"

"What do you want?" Han Changdu's eyes widened: "Your own skills are not as good as others, do you still want to humiliate yourself?"

"......" Han Changyun was speechless, and shouted in a dying struggle: "Big brother, I'm your own brother, okay?"

"So don't be embarrassed!" Han Changdui said indifferently and calmly, with an undoubted coldness in his words.

Han Changyun shrunk his neck and muttered unconvincedly, "It's a shame not to go to ***."

"......," Han Changdui asked lightly, "What did you say?"

"No, I didn't say anything." Han Changyun shook his head angrily and tightened his mouth hard.

Jin Yu smiled, tied the white cotton cloth, and said gently, "Okay, Seventh Master try."

"That's it!" Han Changyun looked at the calves like zongzi he wrapped in disbelief, the white cotton cloth was clean, there was no blood oozing out, and the arrows he pulled out were thrown aside in blood, which was particularly shocking.

Jin Yu nodded with a smile: "Okay, it's just that the wound is a little deep, the seventh master won't have to ride a horse these days, he has to take care of it."

Han Changyun looked at the minced meat hanging on the tip of the arrow in horror, and wanted to cry without tears: "If I cut off such a big piece of meat, will I be crippled."

"......" Jin Yu smiled dumbly: "How come, the seventh master thinks too much."

Han Changyun breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and hugged Han Changdu's thigh, and howled, "Big brother, I want to drink big bone broth!"

"......," Han Changdui said lightly, "I think you should drink pork brain soup."

Han Changyun looked dazed: "Why?"

"Eat and make up." Han Changdui said lightly.

"......" Han Changyun choked and hiccuped.

He's not stupid, he's not stupid, whoever says he's stupid is a pig's brain!

Han Changwan glanced at Han Changyun's pale face, but he still couldn't bear it, and lightly ordered Jin Yu: "Go and burn these things, arrows," he thought for a moment, picked up the arrows and examined them carefully.

This is the most common type of arrow, which can be made by a random iron shop, without any markings on it.

Yes to find

The origins of those who chased and killed Han Changyun had no effect.

He handed the arrow to Jin Yu: "Find a safe place to throw the arrow, and burn the other blood-stained things, as well as Xiao Qi's clothes."

Jin Yu answered, and took out the arrows and the blood-stained clothes and cotton cloth.

Seeing Jin Yu walk out, Han Changdui opened the purple gold copper incense burner on the high table, extinguished the incense inside, and pushed open the window to disperse the fragrance.

Han Changyun only felt a sharp pain in his leg at this time, and bursts hit him like a tide, and he was drenched in cold sweat and couldn't stop moaning.

Han Changdui narrowed his eyes, turned his head and was about to speak, when he heard a noisy sound from the courtyard.

He stood in front of the window and looked out, only to see Jin Yu walking in with an anxious face, followed by seven or eight men wearing soft armor and carrying a Mo knife at his waist.

Han Changdu's eyes shrank, turned his head and eagerly instructed Han Changyun: "Quickly put on the leather boots, no matter how big the pain is, I will endure it!"

Han Changyun didn't know what to do, but when he saw a large shadow cast at the door, the sound of metal touching implied murder, and he was so stunned that he put on his leather boots without asking a word.

As soon as he put on his round-necked robe and was about to tie his belt, Jin Yu had already led someone to the door.

"My lord, the Yulin Army has arrived, saying that an assassin has infiltrated the Han King's Courtyard today, and they have escaped with injuries, and they are going to search from house to house." Jin Yu stood at the door with an embarrassed face, and looked at Han Changwan and Han Changyun cautiously.

Han Changwan nodded calmly, "Come in."

It was An Qing, the general banner of the Yulin Army, who had dealt with Han Changdui when he was encircling and suppressing Qingyun Village, and he could be regarded as an old acquaintance.

Walking into the room, An Qing looked around, his eyes fixed on Han Changdui and Han Changyun, and in an instant, he saluted as usual, "I have seen the envoy."