"Let the doctor come over and show her the injury." Pei Jiuzhi glanced at Wu Su's hand holding his arm,

"Take another set of clean women's clothes, white."

Xu Ling was ordered to retreat.

Usu wanted to continue talking about Fang Cai, but when he looked up, he saw that the crowd in the hospital was busy.

- Someone is busy treating the injured who were just being locked up in the inn by the evil demon.

She looked in that direction, Pei Jiuzhi thought that she was caring about her companion, so she also stopped and asked her to take her time.

Doctor Qiuxu couldn't walk because of too much fright and sadness not long ago.

Now she has a cup of soothing tea in her hand, takes a shallow sip, and has time to take care of Wei Li's injury.

Several of the infirmary's apprentices were in horror holding the severed limbs stacked on their plates, which were Wei Li's fingers cut off by the demons.

They stammered and asked, "Doctor Qiu, can you still pick up ...... Pick it up? ”

On the hospital bed, Wei Li had woken up, she couldn't open her eyes because of the severe pain in her hand, and she only gasped violently, trying to struggle.

As soon as she moved, the fingers on her hands, which were originally coated with powder, could not stop the bleeding.

Qiu Xu put down the soothing tea in his hand, took out the silver needle, and accurately pointed it on the acupuncture points on Wei Li's body.

The blood from Wei Li's wound immediately stopped, and Qiu Xu's voice was faint: "It's been too long, I can't catch it." ”

Hearing this, Wei Li's eyes widened suddenly, she struggled to get up, and was about to accuse Qiu Xu, but she saw Wu Su on the other side of the medical hall.

She was being held in the arms of a man she didn't know and was watching her quietly.

In an instant, Wei Li remembered something.

Usu terrified her more than the demon who had cut off her fingers.

The moment she imprisoned the demon, the black and white air that gushed out from under her was like an entangled whirlpool, as if it could suck people's souls away.

She's the real youkai, the cunning demon that lurks among humans!

Wei Li sat up halfway, barely raised her hand, and stretched out in the direction of Usu, she opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

Qiu Xu followed her gaze and looked back to see an unknown man holding Usu.

Before she could recover from the shock of the glance, she quickly turned around.

Her fingers were holding the silver needle, and the cold flashed, and the silver needle pierced a certain acupuncture point in the back of her head.

Qiu Xu's movements were extremely fast, no one noticed this detail, and the people on the side only thought she was supporting Wei Li.

In an instant, Wei Li's bird-like sound disappeared, and she opened her mouth wide, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Why can't you speak?" Qiu Xu glanced at Wu Su, pressed Wei Li back, and asked slowly.

"When we were imprisoned by the demons, you shouted so loudly that you broke your throat?"

"However, fortunately, it was you who shouted so loudly and dragged down the demon's actions, so that Miss Wusu just went in and waited for the Yundu guards to come."

In order to help Usu hide his identity, Qiu Xu deliberately hid a timeline of Usu dragging the demon alone.

Usu understood Wei Li's actions, and her eyes blinked.

She thought that her identity would not be revealed for a while.

Usu was looking at them, and Pei Jiuzhi was looking down at her.

"They're fine, are you relieved?" Pei Jiuzhi only thinks that she cares about her companions.

"Your Highness, let's go." The big stone in Wu Su's heart fell, and even when he spoke to Pei Jiuzhi, he softened a lot.

When he came to the room of the medical hall, Usu smelled a faint medicinal fragrance.

Pei Jiuzhi put her down, wanting to let her tidy up her clothes first.

But as soon as he lifted the white robe wrapped in Usu, and his eyes fell, he immediately blushed and put the robe back together.

Usu had been attacked by the demon many times, and her body was fine, but her clothes were indeed ripped apart.

"Your Highness, I'll change my clothes later." Usu whispered, "I'm not hurt. ”

"You came shortly after the monster caught me." Usu said.

"Yundu's guards are very good, that girl in red clothes, hold him back for a long time."

"Hmm." Pei Jiuzhi lowered his eyes and saw the wound on her shoulder.

- This is when she was thrown down by the youkai, and she was bruised by the rough ground.

He placed the long sword behind him on the table, took the ointment, and pulled the white robe off Usu's shoulder.

He said calmly, "I'll give you medicine first." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness." Usu looked at the Qingguang long sword he had placed on the table, and remembered the events of that night.

Yes, that's him.

But what nonsense was he talking about?

What wife?!

Usu pondered the meaning of "wife" in human beings, but did not find a very specific description.

She was about to ask, and Pei Jiuzhi's cold fingers were already on her shoulder.

He leaned over and leaned close to her, a chilling breath falling on the side of her neck under her ear.

When Pei Jiuzhi lowered his head, it seemed that on an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years, the snow was slowly falling.

He looked at Usu's reddish earlobes and asked in a seemingly casual tone, "Did you read the note I gave you?" ”

"Looked." Usu's shoulders shrank as his fingers swirled slightly around the wound.

"Don't you run?" He asked.

He knew that Usu was very good at hiding.

"Don't run." Usu hadn't read what was written on the note, so why did she have to run?

Of course, after knowing that Pei Jiuzhi was the honored guest that night, she really wanted to run.

But now it's not like I can't run.

"Hmm." The corners of Pei Jiuzhi's lips provoked a very light smile.

In the next moment, the smile froze.

With his other hand, Usu took out the bag in his arms and said a few words to him in an expectant, curious tone.

"Your Highness, I don't know how to read, and I don't understand the content of the note."

"I'm embarrassed to let someone else read the ...... for me"

Pei Jiuzhi: I thank you for not letting others see it.

"So...... Can Your Highness read it to me? Usu looked at his seemingly indifferent eyes and asked seriously.

Chapter 20: Twenty Points of Light

Wu Su was holding this note in her hand, She kept it very well, and the creases that Pei Jiuzhi pressed were sharp and clear.

Pei Jiuzhi lowered his head, and could clearly see the string of Meng Lang's ridiculous words on this note—he wrote it by his own hand.

Naturally, he was embarrassed to say such a thing to Usu in front of him, so he wrote it down.

But...... It didn't occur to him that Usu was illiterate.

How could she not be literate? Did the Yun Dynasty open schools all over the countryside?

Pei Jiuzhi's fingers were still pressed on the wound on Usu's shoulder, and Usu raised his eyes and looked at him seriously.

She saw that Pei Jiuzhi's side face was red, as if the bright sunset was falling on the snowy mountain, reflecting a little crimson.

Pei Jiuzhi was silent, Wu Su lowered her head, she felt a little embarrassed.

She is illiterate, and many humans look down on illiterate people.

Usu held the note and lowered his eyes, a little disappointed.

She was about to put the note away, but Pei Jiuzhi got up.

He wiped his ointment-stained fingers with a white handkerchief and took the note from Usu's hand.

The two fingertips touched, his fingertips were slightly cold, and when he touched Usu's fingers, he hooked her bent fingertips with his fingertips.

"You don't even understand?" Pei Jiuzhi turned sideways and sat beside Usu.

His voice was low, a little hoarse.

Usu sat on the bed with his legs bent.

Her holy white robe hung from the bed, and the dazzling embroidery of the sun and moon was piled up at her side.

Who would have thought that such a sacred and flawless garment, tightly wrapped inside, is a little monster.

She nodded: "Your Highness, there are some words I don't recognize, so I don't understand them." ”

Pei Jiuzhi's white fingers clenched the note tightly, and as soon as his eyes touched the words he had written with his own hands, he quickly moved away.

He read it to her according to Usu's meaning.

"Usu." He said that his voice was as low as the spring flowing from the snow-capped mountains that had just thawed.

"I recognize." Usu hurriedly said, "This is my name." ”

"Your right ......" Pei Jiuzhi's voice suddenly froze, as if the gentle and slow-flowing spring had encountered an obstacle.

After a long time, he picked up the first half of the sentence: "Under the chest." ”

The end of this sentence is so low that it is almost inaudible.

Usu immediately lifted the robe she was wrapping around and looked down, but she didn't notice anything unusual.

So, she raised her head and looked at Pei Jiuzhi suspiciously.