Thinking of this, she quickly rolled up her sleeves, washed the wound on her arm with water, and then tied it tightly with her belt.

Then, she put the short sword into the pool water, washed and washed, and only after making sure that there was no blood on the sword did she relax and continue on her way.

When the rooster crowed, she finally saw the oleanders in front of her small courtyard.

Actually, I really don't want to go in! I always feel that the chaste martyr man will find him, and this courtyard is the tomb where her corpse is collected!

But now, she really has nowhere to go, even if it is the grave, she can only go in!

Fortunately, Cinderella only gave her a stupid girl who was lazy and lazy, and no one knew about her going in and out at night, otherwise the girl would spread the word that she went out to adventure in the middle of the night, and she would be miserable!

After entering the room in the dark, she lit a candle, took off her clothes, and examined the wound on her arm.

This knife wound is not shallow! It is impossible to heal in two or three months, and she can't get a doctor yet, what should she do?

After thinking about it, she just walked around the yard like a headless fly, rummaging for most of the day, finally finding a little honey, eggs, and Chinese medicinal materials for consumption, grinding those medicinal materials overnight, mixing honey and egg whites, applying them to the wound, and tying them with strips of cloth.

There is no way, she can only treat the wound like this, as long as she doesn't die!

When she was done, she burned the blood-spattered clothes on her body before lying down to rest.

As for the short sword, she thought about it for a long time before she stuffed it into the belly of the big ceramic doll, and then put the ceramic doll on the flower stand, she didn't believe that others could find this "evidence" lightly!

That night, she slept restlessly, and touched her neck from time to time in her sleep, for fear that she would be murdered unconsciously.

And Dongfang Lingluo and his guests didn't sleep very well.

At the other end of the Hou Mansion, under the fire trees and silver flowers, Dongfang Lingluo was drinking wine and dancing while waiting for his distinguished guests to return to their seats.

He thought about it and secretly ordered his subordinates to look for it, but his subordinates also delayed their return, and it was estimated that they had not found it, but he was not good at stirring up the crowd, so he had to continue to wait quietly.

The third prince is a distinguished guest, and it is an eventful time, if something happens to him here, he can't afford it.

What the hell did the third prince do? He glanced at the third prince's personal guard, who had been standing here with a relaxed expression, as if he was not worried about the safety of his master at all.

Nearly half an hour later, the third prince finally came back, and said to him apologetically: "Hou Ye, the night in your house is really wonderful, I am only a little drunk, I can't find the way for a while, so I walked around this garden alone, forgot the way back, and made you wait for a long time, I'm really sorry!"

Is it true that the amount of wine of the third prince is so small? Dongfang Lingluo thought so in his heart, and laughed loudly: "The third prince is polite, it is the honor of our mansion to get such good words from the prince, and I also ask the third prince to stay in the mansion for a few more days, so that Lingluo can do his best as the landlord." ”

The third prince smiled: "I also have this intention!"

The two looked at each other again and laughed, and continued to drink and talk.