Chapter Twenty-Three: I Am Your Brother
"Ah Yue, my little girl, what's going on?"
The brothers and sisters of the Yu family had just returned to the mansion when they met their father.
Yu Yiwu looked at the gauze wrapped around his heart and liver baby's arm, and he could faintly see that the gauze was infected with red blood.
He stepped forward in three steps and two steps, carefully raised her hand, and asked distressedly.
On the way home, Yu Shuyue repeatedly stressed to her brother not to mention her injury to her father, so as not to worry her father.
But who would have thought that he had just come back and entered the mansion when he ran into it.
"Daddy, I'm fine, but I was accidentally cut by a branch, and it won't get in the way."
"Does it hurt? Don't hurry up and get a doctor! His later roar was addressed to the people on the side.
"Dad, the imperial doctor has already shown Ah Yue."
As soon as Yu Hengyue's words came out, Yu's father raised his eyebrows and looked at their brother and sister, waiting for them to explain the matter clearly.
Yu Shuyue didn't want Hua Qiantong to make trouble for her to let Father Yu know, he was a violent temper, and the last time she was in the house, Princess Jingyang had already made Father Yu angry.
This time it was a person from the Jun'an Palace, and her father's violent temper, she was afraid that she would not be long after returning to Beijing, because she had made too many enemies.
The fight between their juniors will not have a big impact, but if Father Yu intervenes, she will be a little worried.
But now it's useless for her to worry, because Yu Hengyue has already told Father Yu the ins and outs.
Father Yu's dark face turned red with anger at this time, and his skin became even darker, and his eyes touched his daughter's injured arm, and the whole person was even worse, like a powder keg that exploded at a moment.
"Peony, aster, take the young lady back to the hospital to rest."
"Yes."
He won't be angry in front of her, and he really feels sorry for his daughter.
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"Miss, slaves shouldn't be waiting for you at home."
Peony looked at her young lady's arm wrapped in gauze, and she spoke with a sobbing voice, she hated herself for not having much talent for martial arts, so she could only wait for the young lady to come back in the house.
"Wherever you go in the future, the slave must follow."
"Okay, I'll take you with me."
"Miss, the slave is guilty, you punish the slave and the maid."
From the moment she saw her injury, Aster had been blaming herself.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't follow Miss in time to protect her, how could Miss suffer this crime.
"Okay, it's not your fault, get up, I still have something for you to do."
Hearing this, Aster stood respectfully and stood aside to await her orders.
Yu Shuyue beckoned her to approach, and then whispered in her ear.
Aster listened carefully, her face was full of seriousness, and finally she got the order and went down to do business.
After Yu Shuyue returned to the boudoir, she first changed into clean clothes, and because of her hand injury, she couldn't do anything else, so she lay down on the chaise longue next to her and began to review what happened in the paddock today.
Today I was thinking of going out for a walk, although I was accidentally injured, but there was also an additional gain.
That is to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince again.
This means that she will be able to fall asleep again tonight, and the dream that haunted her will be opened again.
Although the story in the dream is destined not to have a good ending, she still wants to know that it is really uncomfortable to hang like this.
"Shhhh
"Miss, are you alright?"
Hearing Yu Shuyue's painful cold air, Peony hurriedly asked anxiously.
"It doesn't matter."
She was just so engrossed in her mind that she forgot that her arm was injured, and she didn't pay attention to raising her hand too hard to pull the wound.
As soon as the wound hurt, she remembered the Hua Qiantong who didn't deal with her everywhere, she was born to not deal with their Hua family.
Whether it is Princess Jingyang or Hua Qiantong, the little county lord of the Jun'an Palace, every time they meet, they end up making a lot of trouble.
This time she really went too far, she was just trying to stop her from hunting the pregnant leopard, and she even pointed her bow and arrow directly at herself.
Although her brother has given her a sigh of relief today, she has always been a person with clear grievances and likes to have dealings.
Yu Shuyue looked down at her arm, which was difficult to even lift her hand, and the corners of her mouth pursed.
How could she return this gift.
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Jun'an Palace.
"Ahh Wait for the lord of this county, I am inseparable from you! ”
Hua Qiantong looked up at herself in the bronze mirror, her face was wrapped in gauze at this time, and she looked a little funny.
Her face was cut twice by an arrow, and although it was not very serious, it was not light.
And because it was not treated immediately, the doctor said that it was very likely to leave a scar.
She is a woman, and she may have a scar on her face, which is called how she will meet people in the future!
"Yu Shuyue, Qi Xiuyao!" The voice with hatred had not yet fallen, and the jewelry box on the makeup had been swept to the ground.
Hua Qiantong settled all the accounts on the heads of the two of them, and she was not wrong anyway.
As for Yu Heng, who was one of the culprits who really cut her cheek, the more it seemed that she was hidden here, she didn't share a trace of her hatred for Yu Shuyue on his head at all.
Even thinking of Yu Hengyue's face, she even had the shyness of a girl on her face.
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The next day, after the morning dynasty, Yu Yiwu left the ceremony with a refreshed humming song, and when he was about to leave the palace gate, Yu Yiwen behind him trotted to catch up.
"Yiwu, what you have been doing today has been targeting King Jun'an, is it possible that you want to go against King Jing? Or do you hate your sister-in-law's words that day? ”
In the early days of this day, Yu Yiwu has been demolishing the platform of the king of Jun'an, and even participated in his copy, so that the king of Jun'an was disciplined by the saint, not to mention that he was punished for half a year.
Yu Yiwen didn't know what he was going to do.
"Lord Yu, it's just a normal question, besides, if the king of Jun'an has done something wrong, don't you want us to be courtiers to tell the saint? It's just that it's just a matter of being right and not a person, how can it be against His Royal Highness King Jing? Lord Wangyu, don't button your hat indiscriminately, you can't stand it. ”
"What do you ——, like, I'm your brother!"
Yu Yiwen was angry by his left sentence Lord Yu and another sentence of Lord Yu, his eyes widened, his voice was lowered, and he gritted his teeth.
At this time, there were hundreds of civil and military officials passing by from time to time, and he didn't want to make a big deal and make others laugh.