There was no light in the house at night, it was pitch black, and when Ning Rusong woke up, he found that the wounds on his body were simply bandaged, and the technique was very rough and did not have much effect.

This house is very small and cramped, Ning Rusong even smelled the smell of rotting wood, he came to the window, opened the window, the moonlight outside sprinkled in, he looked back around the room, only the bed that could accommodate the next person, a dilapidated table, and a messy pile of miscellaneous items in the corner.

This is obviously not the guest room that the woman said, it should be used as a temporary utility room.

Ning Rusong was not surprised by the treatment he received, the Li Xiaoshu who rescued him obviously couldn't afford the extra room fee, out of various considerations, He Yue didn't kick him out, this is already a very good situation, he urgently needs to recuperate now, just have a place to live.

The wound was a little festering, the green tendons on Ning Rusong's forehead were painfully floating, Yajun's face was a little hideous and dark, he clenched his fists, and there was a dusty touch on his hands, and when he looked down, it was actually black ash on his hands, which was particularly dazzling on his slender hands.

He needs to be rebandaged, or the wound will continue to worsen.

"Squeak." Ning Rusong opened the door.

There was silence in the courtyard, and Ning Rusong found the place that was obviously the master bedroom, and patted his hand gently.

He didn't use a lot of force, but in the middle of the night, the noise of the door rubbing against the floor was still loud.

"Bang! Syllable! Syllable! ”

A female voice with a scolding voice came from inside the room, and her tone was indignant, "Li Xiaoshu, are you crazy?!" What time has it been! ”

"God's Damn Injustice......" There were intermittent scolding sounds, completely wasting the woman's good voice.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The footsteps are getting closer, "Boom! "The door was opened.

In an instant, Ning Rusong faced the woman's cheeks with angry redness, her slender and delicate willow eyes were round, her hair bun was completely untied, and the white silk flower was gone, looking like a girl who had not yet left the cabinet, but it was obvious that she was a widow who had been married.

Ning Rusong's heart didn't set off the slightest ripple, and he politely shifted his gaze elsewhere.

He Yue saw that it was Ning Rusong who gathered her coat, she forcibly held back her anger, but her stiff tone was really not gentle, "Childe, you are still hurting the door in the middle of the night, you have to take care of it." ”

When I was dying, I lay in bed, and I came out in the middle of the night to hang out and annoy people!

Besides, what are you looking for her for? It wasn't she who saved him, looking for Li Xiaoshu.

Ning Rusong didn't see the impatience in her eyes, and gave a scholarly salute, and her tone was calm, "Boss He, I'm really sorry to disturb in the middle of the night, Xiaosheng's wound needs to be re-bandaged, where is the place to wash?" ”

Playing a gentle scholar is just a breeze for Ning Rusong, and acting is very simple for any prince, not to mention that he is even more than their crown prince.

The two of them stood at the door, the wind in the night blew He Yue's loose hair up, and she pulled all her hair to the right side, revealing half of her snow-white and delicate neck, which seemed to be shining in the night.

Facing a man late at night, He Yue did not feel the slightest bit uncomfortable, she clearly understood in her heart that the arrogance in this kind of man's heart was higher than the sky, how could she think of her, a twenty-four-year-old "widow".

He Yue crossed over here three years ago, she was wearing it, using her own body, she was twenty-one years old at that time, and in ancient times she was already married, whenever others asked, she replied that she was a widow without a husband, and this identity did reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble for her.

"Boss He, Childe, what's wrong?"

At this time, Li Xiaoshu was also woken up by their sounds, she opened the door, and asked uneasily.

He Yue saw Li Xiaoshu come out, retreated to his room, and simply left a sentence, "Childe go and ask Li Xiaoshu, I'm really tired late at night." ”

Whoever picks up the trouble is responsible, and she is tossed in the middle of the night.

"Boom!" The door was closed mercilessly by He Yue.

The sound of knocking and knocking footsteps spread far away.

In the house, He Yue kicked off the shoes on his feet in a few moments, and lay down in the soft futon again and fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the house, Ning Rusong's eyes deepened, He Yue thought that she was hiding her emotions quite well, but in his eyes, it was no different from transparency, it was jealousy and boredom.

After Li Xiaoshu learned from Ning Rusong that he wanted to wash, she took the initiative to help him boil water.

Li Xiaoshu is a person with quick hands and feet, she adds firewood to the stove, even if she wears coarse cloth clothes, she is a girl who everyone in the village wants to marry home, diligent and good-looking.

It's just that even people in other villages want to marry Li Xiaoshu home.

He Yue is different, different from any girl in the village, her skin is white and tender, and her face is too good-looking in this backward and poor village.

Let's not talk about He Yue's willingness to marry again, even if she does, those old women don't want their son to marry her.

The old women in the village knew at a glance that she would not be able to do farm work or anything like that, and that if she married her, she would have to ask the man to serve her.

Besides, He Yue himself has the ability, and the shop he opened earns more than men, how can he afford a dowry when marrying such a woman? Besides, the village pays attention to marrying a daughter-in-law and a family lineage, He Yue is twenty-four years old, who knows if he can still give birth.

Li Xiaoshu whispered to Ning Rusong while boiling water.

"Childe, just come to me if you have anything in the future, I do almost all the chores, and Boss He doesn't know how to do a lot of them."

"By the way, Childe, what's your name?"

Li Xiaoshu looked at the stove, naturally he didn't see Ning Rusong's indifferent expression not far away, his voice was still warm, "Xiaosheng's name is He Rusong, the girl's name is Li Xiaoshu, right?" Xiaosheng heard Boss He call you like this. ”

Ning is the surname of the royal family, so naturally it cannot be reported.

The water was boiling, Li Xiaoshu got up and scooped the water into the wooden bucket, her face was dyed crimson because of the heat, she responded softly, "Yes, yes, He Gongzi, my name is Li Xiaoshu." ”

Ning Rusong rubbed the knuckles of his index finger, "What about Boss He?" ”

"Huh?" Li Xiaoshu's movements froze for a while, and then he reacted, "Boss He's name is He Yue, she is not from Lijia Village, she came to the village three years ago, I heard that it was a poor family, her husband went, she had to open a rouge shop to support herself." ”

Li Xiaoshu is a scheming person, she is used to using casual words to achieve her goals, but in Ning Rusong's eyes, she is shallow than paper and too immature.

Ning Rusong's body shook a few times, he stretched out his hand to support himself on the door frame, he thought expressionlessly, people like Li Xiaoshu will not have goodness for no reason, all she wants is money and power.

And it is precisely that money and power are the most lacking in Ning Rusong, no matter what Li Xiaoshu's purpose is, she saved him, this is an indisputable fact, he will give it to her.

"Thank you, Miss Li."

Without waiting for Li Xiaoshu to say anything more, Ning Rusong carried the boiled water back to his house.

After washing and bandaging again, but there was no change of clothes at all, he could only put on dirty clothes.

The night was already very deep, but Ning Rusong's thoughts were becoming clearer and clearer.

The group of traitors should have been almost cleared, and at most in a month or so, his subordinates will be able to find him along the clues he left behind.

Rest assured that you can wait.

Turning over, Ning Rusong's nose smelled the musty smell of the futon, thinking that it had been stored for a long time.

I'll have to discuss it with that Boss He tomorrow.