Gao Xiaoliu no longer has to lie on the window, he can stand at the window and look out.

He held a flower in his hand and leaned against the window and ripped it off one by one.

"One day, two days, three days.....

As he counted in his mouth, petals fell one by one.

Two idlers in the opposite shop saw it, and shouted, "Sixth Master, why are there only these petals now?" "It's too little, it's not as good as before."

Gao Xiaoliu threw the flower branch at them.

"Don't worry." He shouted, "The sixth master will go down and give you a few punches in a while, so that you can see the petals in the sky."

The idlers downstairs were also angry, giggling and laughing.

"Childe—" The shopkeeper poked out, "The carriage is ready."

Gao Xiaoliu turned his head and glared, "My leg injury is not healed yet."

As he spoke, he sat on the ground leaning against the window, pressing his legs and hissing.

"You haven't broken your leg, do you know how much it hurts?"

The shopkeeper was surprised: "Childe, I know you are waiting for someone, and you are reluctant to leave, we went to Miss Qixing's house to ask, and her family said that she went out to run errands and was not in the capital."

Although Qixing didn't say it in person, Gao Xiaoliu had already guessed that it was useful for her to borrow the blacksmith shop, and she would definitely go to work when the blacksmith shop ran out.

But......

I've been out for a few days.

Gao Xiaoliu stretched out his palm to look at it, he had a bad premonition in his heart, and he always felt that something was wrong.....

"What did I hear about the ink disciples outside? Is there anything unusual near the capital?" He asked.

The shopkeeper nodded: "Yes, but it's not surprising, after all, there has been a lot of movement in the imperial court recently, and the location of our Momen Heroes Club has also been chosen, so everyone is more cautious."

Gao Xiaoliu sighed.

"Childe, the Heroes Club, Miss Seven Stars will definitely participate." The shopkeeper said again.

"That's nature." Gao Xiaoliu said, with a proud face, "She is a real hero."

The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Isn't this good, Childe will wait for her at the Heroes Club, even if she goes out to run errands, she will definitely come on time."

Hearing this, Gao Xiaoliu immediately stood up.....

Moreover, even if she doesn't come, when she goes outside, she can get more news from all directions.

Although he is sitting in the capital, he has people and money, but this side of the world can block the invasion of wind and rain, and it also makes his ears and eyes limited.

Since the accident in Momen, his father has not died, and Liu Yan has stared at it, and the entrance of the capital hall has become more and more difficult, he can understand his father's caution, but ......

He should have looked outside.

Otherwise, I wouldn't know someone like Seven Stars.

Gao Xiaoliu stood up on one foot with his body propped up, and was about to jump and walk out.

"Childe, slow down." The shopkeeper hurriedly said, and shouted to the outside, "Come on, carry the son."

More shopkeepers hurriedly rushed over, lifting Gao Xiaoliu up with all hands and feet.

Gao Xiaoliu also shouted.

"Slow down."

"Pulled my toes—"

"It hurts, it hurts—"

"You haven't broken your leg, you don't know how much it hurts—"

.....

.....

People come and go on the road, although it is lukewarm now, but it is always hard to hurry, and I can't help but have to rest more, so there is always no shortage of business in the tea shed on the roadside. ….

"Look—make a fortune—" A few people pointed to a newly erected tea shed on the side of the road, "This tea shed, which has been open for more than ten years, can also be renovated and rebuilt—"

As he spoke, he looked at the tea shed that was being built in front of him, which was much larger than the original, and this piece of land had been turned over.

"Hey, this is magnificent, it's going to build a teahouse."

Some people are curious and point and look, some people rush by, this kind of trivial matter has nothing to do with them, and some people put down the basket and frown at the flipped tea shed.

"Where are you going to have some tea?" He muttered.

When the workers who built the teahouse heard this, they smiled and pointed, "Three miles ahead, there are also cheap tea sheds."

The man was dressed simply, probably because it was too hot to walk, and his robe was half-loosened and crooked, and his arms were exposed, and he hung down to cover his hands.

"You still have to go that far." He shook his head and simply sat down on the floor, "Forget it."

He tilted his head and poured the skin into his mouth, quenching his thirst with the few drops of water that remained.

The workers don't pay attention to it anymore, it's all hard work, hurry up and get paid.

Meng Xichang held the leather bag in his left hand, as if he was supporting his body with his right hand, his arm moved suddenly, and his right hand covered by his sleeve turned into a long sword, piercing into the ground, and instantly retracted it, raised it by wiping his sweat, and sniffed it in his mouth and nose......

Although so many days have passed, although the soil has been turned deeply, the bloody breath is still there.

He looked at the iron hand in his sleeve, and the mud brought out from the depths was mixed with the surging blood.

He couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Don't sleep here, boy." An overseer shouted next to him.

Meng Xichang opened his eyes: "No sleep, no sleep." He flicked his sleeve and threw out a bug that he had hidden beforehand, "How can there be bugs..."

Speaking of this, he sighed again, and looked at the four-legged insects on the ground.

"It's such a small one, it hurts to be pressed down by me."

The blood penetrates so deeply, how tragic the scene must be.

......

......

The doors and windows opened, the room was bright, the embroidery needles were shining, and the next moment they poked at the soft skin, and a drop of blood seeped out instantly.

The pheasant hissed and hurriedly put his finger in his mouth, lest the blood drip down and stain the brocade red.

In that case, the embroidery made by the young lady will be destroyed.

"Little young girl." Aunt Guo walked in, saw her appearance, and called softly, "You, are you okay?"

The pheasant looked up, "It's okay, it's pricked."

Aunt Guo looked at the tears rolling in her eyes.

"Earlier, the person from the high prince at the entrance of the capital came to ask Miss, and you also said that Miss and he knew each other." She whispered, "Why don't you tell him about Miss?" In the end, it is the entrance of the capital, and there are many people and wide eyeliner."

The pheasant shook her head: "Although Miss knows him, but Miss didn't tell him what to do, then I can't make my own decisions for Miss."

Aunt Guo said hello, and said, "I have already asked someone to carry a letter to Wei Dongjia."

The pheasant nodded and squeezed out a smile at her.

"I'll cook you a bowl of noodles." Aunt Guo said, let's go out.

The pheasant looked at his fingers, the blood spots from the needle prick were no longer visible, and the tears rolling in Shicai's eyes finally rolled down. ….

"It hurts to get a needle prick." She muttered.

.......

.......

It's so painful to be injured.

Even when you know that you are in a coma, you can feel it.

Her consciousness couldn't help but curl up.

It's been a long, long time since I've felt pain.

When was the last time?

When you were four or five years old?

Or when I was younger, there were bumps and bumps.

It's too small to remember.

She hasn't had any pain since the last one.

At this moment, every piece of skin and flesh is tearing, endlessly, and the taste of pain is really uncomfortable.

A hand fell on her body, cold, as if the skin and flesh were frozen, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the chaotic consciousness gradually condensed, she opened her eyes slightly, her eyes were dim, and there was a faint standing in front of her

Personal Shadow.

Noticing her movements, the man looked up, and the night receded, and the blue light shone brightly.

"Liang Bazi." She saw it and asked, "Where's my sword?"

Huo Lian raised her chin: "You take it yourself."

Qixing sighed, touched the sword in the crook of his arm, and closed his eyes again.

It was actually early in the morning, but the cell was not seeing the light of day, and the light came from the lights lit all around.

Seeing the girl on the bed close her eyes and fall into a coma, the old man who retreated because Huo Lian spoke at the right time stepped forward again.

"Governor, please press it a little longer and let her not move." He said, "I'll finish the medicine here."

The lying girl only had a simple cover at this time, because there were bruises all over her body, which was the most convenient way to facilitate the use of medicine.

A few days ago, it was okay, the girl was unconscious in the coma, and it was obvious that she had recovered in the past two days, knowing that it was painful, and when she was taking medicine, she always moved around to resist.

If it was someone else, the doctor didn't have to care, just find two jailers to press the medicine.

But this girl was carried into the cell by the governor himself.

and the Zhu Chuan beside the governor, who also came to look around the unconscious girl from time to time, and tsk while turning, it was strange.

So when he couldn't use medicine, he immediately asked people to tell the governor, and the governor also came over immediately, still wearing an official robe, and Zhu Chuan was still looking outside the door.

"Governor, then go and talk to the palace, go later?" He asked.

Huo Lian hummed.

The doctor was speechless, he was going to see His Majesty, and when he heard that there was a need to return here, the treatment of this girl ...... It's the same as that Miss Wanwan in the backyard!

At this time, with his words, Huo Lian reached out again and gently stroked the girl's body, and the doctor steadily sprinkled the pungent smell of medicinal powder on the wounds one after another.

As the powder was sprinkled, the girl's skin trembled slightly, but after these hands were gently pressed, the shaking amplitude was very small.

"This medicine is stronger." The doctor explained, "But the effect of the medicine is very good, my old Sui's medical skills can rest assured, in the prison of the Metropolitan Judge, I can't let anyone die, and I have to wait for Lord Yan to come.....

Speaking of which, I was busy again.

At this time, it is not appropriate to boast, if you want to make the governor happy, in addition to reassuring him, you have to praise the person who can make him happy.

"Of course, this young lady is also physically and mentally powerful, this injury is really serious, it stands to reason that she can't survive."

"No matter how much fever I have these days, no one is sick, as long as I wake up, my eyes are clear."

"I estimate that in ten days and a half at most, she will be able to get out of bed and walk."

When he said other things before, Huo Lian didn't say a word, just followed his action of applying the medicine, gently pressed and stroked Qixing's body, and when he heard this, he raised his head.

"Really?" He asked.

Sure enough, Dr. Sui nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I must be able to."

He Lao Sui tried his best to ask this girl to get out of bed and walk after ten days and half a month, so that Du Du was happy!

Huo Lian turned his head and called the jailer outside: "Put chains on this side in ten days."

The jailer was out there answering yes.

Doctor Sui's smile froze on his face.

The Governor's happiness didn't seem to be what he had imagined.

Xixing