Chapter Seventy-Eight: Fighting for the Wind

As soon as the old lady heard this, she immediately asked someone to bring her formal clothes, and immediately went into the palace to ask for medicine without stopping, and Huang got the opportunity to come to her son's side, took a handkerchief and wiped his face: "Look at this ugly face, why is it so badly injured?" Saying that, the handkerchief wiped his tears: "I have never seen him injured like this, how painful is this?" ”

Zuo Zhan watched silently, when Nangong Xiao was born and died on the battlefield, his injuries were much more serious than this.

Song Lianxin followed, and also sat on the edge of the bed and shed tears: "Why do you hurt people like this?" My cousin-in-law too, just a few days after getting married, I ran out, and my cousin was injured and there was no one to serve me. ”

Meng Shi was immediately unhappy when he heard this, what did he mean by this? Could it be that the lady is not there, and a few of them are dead? Isn't it a matter for a few of them to take care of the prince closely? Miss Biao's mind everyone understands that she also supports such a high-profile daughter to be the housewife, which is better than being pressed by a country girl, but she is not happy to listen to this.

"But no, the old lady protects her, and the slut is free outside, but my son doesn't even have a cup of tea and water." Huang Shi became more emotional, holding Nangong Xiao's hand with one hand and Song Lianxin with the other: "Good boy, you are still worried, Xiao Er will know who is really good to him when he wakes up, that fox spirit with no conscience, he should have been thrown out with a big stick a long time ago."

"Ahem" Zuo Zhan's brows tightened the more he listened, and the two of them were so unscrupulously criticizing their daughter-in-law (cousin-in-law) in front of him, and the words were full of slanderous words, I really don't know what they should be like behind their backs.

No wonder the old lady and the Hou Ye said that they would not allow Miss Song to enter the door, so that the two of them would get together, and the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei would not be far from being completely destroyed.

Huang Shi then remembered that there was still a Zuo Zhan beside him, and when he thought that all his words just now had been heard by him, he suddenly became a little embarrassed, and smiled reluctantly: "This time it's thanks to you, otherwise my Xiao Er ......" said and began to wipe tears again.

Song Lianxin squatted down and saluted gratefully: "Lord Zuo, don't thank you for your kindness, mercy has saluted you"

Meng Shi's heart became more and more uncomfortable, it was her man who was lying there, but it was an outsider who was there to thank the master with his shelf, thought about it, poured a cup of tea and approached the bed: "Madam, give the prince some water to drink, look at the dry lips." ”

Song Lianxin took it unceremoniously: "I'll come, from now on, I will take good care of my cousin, and I will definitely let my cousin get better as soon as possible." ”

"So, isn't it? There are not many words without mistakes" Meng Shi scolded shamelessly in his heart, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Miss Biao's heart is touching, but after all, she is a girl who has not left the cabinet, and it will damage your reputation if it is spread like this." ”

"It's okay," Song Lianxin carefully fed Nangong Xiao water little by little with a spoon, with a sweet smile on his face: "For the sake of my cousin, I am willing." He turned his head and glanced at Meng Shi, a little disdainful: "You don't want to drive me away, do you?" There are many words that I don't think are suitable for you to talk to me. "A lowly concubine from a broken family, self-righteous with a superior shelf, something

Meng Shi's face suddenly turned pale, his fingers clutched the handkerchief tightly, and his body swayed as if he was about to faint.

Luo's lips pursed slightly, and he looked away from her, in the past, he always felt that he had read books much more noble than their merchants' daughters, and it was wronged to be a concubine, only the daughter of a wealthy family could be her housewife, now you understand, right? There are many words, in the eyes of the eldest lady, she, the so-called talented girl, is nothing at all.

Huang coughed, pulled Song Lianxin, and his eyes signaled that she was still present, Song Lianxin reluctantly withdrew her contemptuous gaze, but a cheap concubine, she actually wanted to drive her away to serve her cousin, what kind of thing, even Mo's slut is not worthy, what is Meng's thing?

"Aunt, after all, Brother Nangong is seriously injured, it is better to recuperate, I think, everyone should go out and let him rest for a while." Zuo Zhan really couldn't stand it, and finally spoke out to drive people away, he really sympathized with Nangong Xiao in his heart, such a family, he could stand it.

Huang Shi really didn't want to mention his own bad things in front of Zuo Zhan, so he smiled wryly: "That's right, let's go out, let Xiao Er rest for a while." ”

Zuo Zhan got out of the door, walked at the end and closed the door in front of everyone, and turned his face to face the women with different faces: "I still have to investigate the case, if you want Nangong to recover as soon as possible, don't bother him too much." ”

Huang nodded, and said with a reserved smile: "Thank you so much, don't worry, I am Xiao Er's mother, naturally I plan for him, and you have to be more careful if it's so messy today." ”

Zuo Zhan left with a smile, and after walking a few steps, there was a soft sound from his side, and when he turned his head, he couldn't help but reach out and stroke the delicate hilt, but fortunately, it came back and didn't leave him.

Because they were unconscious, they didn't know what happened next, and what about those who were robbed? What about the cultists? Did you run away, or did you die?

Zuo Zhan thought as he walked quickly towards the slums, and suddenly a familiar shout came from behind him: "Xiao Zuo, Xiao Zuo wait for me."

The corners of Zuo Zhan's mouth twitched, and he quickened his pace and walked forward almost at a trot, isn't that guy in the palace? It's unlikely that such a big thing happened today, it's unlikely that it will come out, right? There are a lot of words that are not wrong, and when I hear this voice, I feel goosebumps all over my body and want to rebel and dance.

"Xiao Zuo, what are you calling, why are you running so fast?" The guy in the back shouted relentlessly, but the result was obvious, Zuo Zhan ran faster and faster, and suddenly became angry: "Xiao Jia, go stop him"

Zuo Zhan's head was bigger, and now he could finally be sure that the guy behind him was indeed Chu Liangchen, looking at the familiar coffin-faced guard in front of him, he reluctantly stopped and looked back at the person who was walking leisurely with a small sandalwood fan.

The guards around Chu Liangchen are all carefully selected by Emperor Xuan, specially used to protect the safety of the national teacher, because although Chu Liangchen is proficient in astronomy, geography, metaphysics, medical skills, etc., the only thing is that his health is particularly bad, not only does he not understand martial arts, but he is weaker than a woman, so he generally does not go out, because any child who does not have long eyes can beat him.

In order to protect this national teacher, all of these dead soldiers selected by Emperor Xuan are the most skilled in martial arts, and they are not inferior to the emperor's personal guards...... Push back in turn.

This Xiao Jia is the leader of the group of dead soldiers, who often follows Chu Liangchen, and the most typical feature is an expressionless coffin face and a pair of gray eyes that are not shining.

"Didn't you hear me?" No mistakes, no word skipping. Chu Liangchen had a strange turban wrapped around his head, and his iconic silver hair was wrapped in it, like an Arab dress, but he was still shaking a small and delicate sandalwood fan in his hand, how indecent it looked.

"It turned out to be the National Teacher" Zuo Zhan suddenly realized, and patted his head with a look of annoyance: "I thought I was hallucinating, shouldn't adults be in the palace?" No wonder I didn't recognize you, you're dressed like this, and you're really, uh, different. ”

"Really? You think so, too? Chu Liangchen covered his mouth and nose with a fan, revealing only a pair of crooked fox eyes: "I also think my style today is very special, do you feel particularly chic, special jade tree in the wind?" ”

"To be honest, I don't think so." Zuo Zhan was an honest and good boy, and shook his head at Chu Liangchen very sincerely: "I just think it's a little nondescript." ”

"Incisive." The coffin-faced Xiaojia took the initiative to speak, which is rare for a hundred years.

Chu Liangchen suddenly stiffened, put away the fan and went up to draw a circle on the corner of the street with tears streaming down his face, and looked at Xiao Jia with a black line on the left: "He's okay, right?" There are a lot of mistakes, don't you go to look at it? ”

Xiao Jia's face was expressionless: "No, he will recover in a while." ”

"Master Guoshi, I still have to rush to investigate the case, Nangong is seriously injured, you might as well go and see him." There's no way, the dead Daoist friend is not the poor Dao, anyway, Nangong can't feel someone's verbosity when he is in a coma, so he can take advantage of this to get out.

"Xiao Xiao is injured?" A certain man who was still drawing a dark circle on the street corner a moment ago had already returned to his eyes in the blink of an eye, with a worried expression: "Is it serious?" Wouldn't it be ugly? Oops, what if it gets ugly? I also thought there was a chance to marry him. ”

Click, a crack opened on Zuo Zhan's always calm face, no wonder Nangong Xiao couldn't help but go crazy when he saw this person, it really tested people's patience

"My lord, you won't have a chance in your life." Xiao Jia replied honestly.

"My lord, it will soon be dark, and if you don't go back, the palace gate will be closed." Zuo Zhan maintained a good upbringing, reminding someone who didn't know what to do, he really didn't know what he was doing when he was in such a mess.

"What are you going to do when you go back, I came out to do something, business" said and nodded, emphasizing his own business: "You are going to investigate the case?" It's the place where the accident happened today, right? There are a lot of words to walk around, and I'm just going to take a look, so let's go together. As he spoke, he walked without hesitation in the direction of the slum ahead.

Zuo Zhan suddenly felt that in fact, this seemingly careless and serious national teacher was actually the real master, and the unfathomable appearance on his face at the moment when he talked about the case just now was actually his true face, right? No mistakes in many words

"No, it's not." Xiao Jia looked at the person in front of him who was happily leading the way, and said indifferently.

"What?" Zuo Zhan looked at him puzzled.

"That unfathomable appearance is just a flash in the pan." Xiao Jia stepped forward to catch up, and the wind dropped his explanation: "The one who is absurd and doesn't play pranks everywhere is the real Chu Liangchen." ”

Is that so? Zuo Zhan clenched his sword and slowly followed, Chu Liangchen, what kind of person is he?

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