"Wait a minute." Mo Gongzi said: "Where did you get this sachet on your waist?" ”

He had already noticed the man's sachet. She wasn't there when the dungeon parted, but she was on when she said goodbye, and the fabric faded so visibly that he couldn't understand it.

Luo Qianhuai remembered the bronze sheet in the same box. She took them out and put them on the table with the sachet on the table, explaining that they were placed in the secret compartment of the treasure house with the Gyeonggi defense map.

Mo Gongzi stared fixedly at the depressed phoenix on the copper plate, and did not speak for a long time.

Mr. Wen's eyes flickered a little: "As far as I know, even the embroidered messenger is a secret agent, and he has never detected the secret investigation of the defense of Xijing by Lord Yong'an, Wei Lian, how did you know about this picture?" ”

He didn't wait for Luo Qianhuai to speak, and continued: "And this Yushan Garden is just one of the many industries of the Yongan Weng Lord, and the number of times he usually comes here is not much, how do you know that this picture happens to be hidden here?" ”

This way of thinking is something that many smart people are happy to use. Luo Qianhuai didn't bother to pay attention to it, and glanced at Mo Gongzi reluctantly.

The latter met her gaze and said indifferently:

"Mr. Wen." He said, "If it weren't for saving me, Wei Lian wouldn't have had to go there. It's just a coincidence, and you don't need to think about it. ”

"What's weird about this is that it's a coincidence everywhere." Mr. Wen sighed: "How can I not know that Wei Lian has a meritorious role in rescuing Gongzi and the guards." But don't forget, why did you want to let Han Min'er take it away? If it weren't for your urgent transfer, how far would this matter go? ”

Luo Qianhuai took a deep breath and suppressed the sourness that was churning in his heart.

In front of the lowered iron gate, she faced a group of soldiers with sharp blades with her bare hands, and there was no way to retreat, how could she not be afraid?

Every muscle in the body is trembling, and you can only beat the spirit and rotate around the scalp, and the slightest carelessness is to break your bones, the feeling of walking on thin ice, people who have never experienced it can not imagine at all.

And in front of the gate of Yushan Garden, sandwiched between Tang Zhan and Che Huai, when she was about to put on a gang to show her stuffing, she was dead and retreated before and into the abyss, her back was already soaked in cold sweat, and now she was still afraid when she thought about it.

She is just an ordinary person, she has been pitted by the system again and again, and has been thrown into suspicion repeatedly, every time she is exhausted, and she has to be questioned by others.

Her forbearance was seen by Mo Gongzi.

"That's the end of it." There was a faint anger in his eyes, and he forcibly suppressed it again: "Mr. has been out for a long time, so let's go back early, so as not to miss the eighth prince for a long time and miss a big thing." ”

"In fact, even now, I also highly respect Wei Lian's talent." Mr. Wen got up and sighed: "Since Gongzi said so, I will believe it, I just hope that you and I will not regret it in the future." ”

"I'll send one off Mr. Wen." Luo Qianhuai also stood up, and followed Mr. Wen to the dark shadow of the stairs, and then said in a low voice: "Mr. will understand later, all the speculations about me today are meaningless. ”

She originally thought that if she stayed away from Mo Gongzi's side in the future, there would naturally be no more right and wrong. Unexpectedly, these words fell into Mr. Wen's ears, but they had another meaning.

He turned around suddenly, his pupils instantly contracting, "You are. . . You turned out to be"

Luo Qianhuai felt that he might have misunderstood: "It's good for Mr. to call me Wei Lian." ”

"Good Wei Lian. Hehe, in vain I have been clever all my life, and I have only now understood the mystery in the middle, ridiculous, really ridiculous! ”

He laughed as he strode downstairs, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving Luo Qianhuai's face full of inexplicability.

A snow-white fox fur with no variegation at all silently rested on Luo Qianhuai's body.

She looked up and listened to Mo Gongzi's gentle voice: "He's drunk, you don't need to care about what he says." ”

Luo Qianhuai was not going to embarrass his temperament.

"Childe, it's not early, I should go back."

The person next to him paused for a moment and said slowly: "In the future, there will be no more such things."

Luo Qianhuai didn't answer, only raised a pair of inky black apricot eyes and looked at him quietly.

"I have already punished He Qing and Zhu Niang. They are the ones who are on their own, and they shouldn't have bothered you. ”

"So, it's over, right? Neither you nor we will be affected in any way? Luo Qianhuai asked.

"No, it won't." The corners of Mo Gongzi's lips were hooked, and his voice was as cold as hitting jade: "Anyone who has seen your true face in Yushan Garden will be silenced." ”

Luo Qianhuai's eyes widened suddenly: "I've been haunting Yulin Garden for the past few days, and I've been wearing makeup. The people who have seen my true face, except for Fang Yan, there is only one Sang Luo. He's still a child, because I cured him of typhoid fever and secretly told me about it—you're not going to do anything to him, are you? ”

Mo Gongzi really didn't expect that there would be such a section.

"If you intercede for him, spare his life." It's just that he will be admitted to the Mengxue camp, and he won't be released again.

But this kind of arrangement, he will not say much to Luo Qianhuai.

"Stay here tonight, and send someone to send you back to Changling tomorrow."

"I still have patients in my pharmacy." Luo Qianhuai really didn't want to stay, so she took out Yan Ning as a shield: "Come out in the past two days, I'm afraid it will delay her illness." ”

"Actually, it's Wei Cang and a few of them, and the injuries are not light. Especially Wei Cang's leg, if it is not treated properly, it may not be conducive to the line" Mo Gongzi said sincerely.

Luo Qianhuai gave in. Before she left, she had actually told Xing Jiu to take it for seven days according to the prescription, and there was no need to change it every day. On the contrary, on the side of the guards, each of the ten people was injured, so he handed it over to Lang Zhong outside, and he was a little unhappy.

She nodded, went to where the guards lived, and examined their injuries one by one. He Qing has invited Lang Zhong, who is good at seeing external injuries in Xijing City, for them, and the injuries have also been preliminarily treated, but the Lang Zhong in this era has a far understanding of external injuries compared with the previous life.

At the very least, although the wound was simply cleaned with raw well water, there was no disinfection step, and the exclusive secret plaster used still contained some ingredients that were not suitable - it was not as good as the golden medicine she had provided before.

Not to mention, Wei Cang, the leader of the guards, also received special care, not only dozens of whip marks on his body, but also several burns, plus a broken leg bone.

If this kind of burn is infected, it can also kill people. Luo Qianhuai cleaned the black plaster that Lang Zhong had applied, ordered someone to take four taels of sesame oil, five coins of angelica, and one penny of comfrey, and then boiled after the medicine dried, and then boiled it, and added yellow wax five coins to melt it and in one place, and then obtained a primary purple cloud ointment, which is effective for anti-inflammatory, hemostatic and muscle-building, and is effective for burns and other external injuries.

After doing this, she helped Wei Cang to straighten his bones again, asked people to take a splint to fix him, and prescribed him some medicine to reduce swelling and relieve pain, promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis, and then in a series of thanks from everyone, he went back to the room to bathe and rest.

Since last night, she has all kinds of anxiety, and from time to time she has to fight wits and courage to survive in the cracks, and at this moment the crisis is resolved, and she naturally falls asleep as soon as her head is dipped into the pillow.

It's just that in my sleep, I vaguely heard a voice ringing repeatedly.