Wen Shiyuan took the letter and read it, not caring about the blood on his body at all, and it was not until after reading it that he raised his eyes to look at Wu Xiao, who was standing with his back to him. Wu Xiao's hands clenched into fists, and blood dripped from under his joints.

At this time, Lu Qi was looking for Wen Shiyuan in the courtyard, and suddenly saw them in the pavilion, he was also slightly injured in this rescue, and shouted with his old body: "Master, you are here, let me find it easily." Ouch, why are you bleeding again, let the doctor take a look. ”

Wen Shiyuan saw blood dripping from Wu Xiao's hand, and he couldn't bear to hurry up to Lu Qi: "Leave me alone, take this kid quickly, his hand was injured by crochet needle, and it was poisonous." ”

Wu Xiao heard that the person behind him was concerned about him, and he couldn't help but resist in his heart, but he felt that Wen Shiyuan was pretentious, and left with a sentence: "disgusting".

Lu Qi chased after Wu Xiao, and kept explaining something to Wen Shiyuan along the way, but he couldn't catch up with the young man as an old man, so he had to call someone to help Wen Shiyuan back into the room.

Nangong Xiao in the house had some temper and was "teaching" Wen Shiyuan, just now he took out four crochet needles for Wen Shiyuan, which cost him a lot of internal and internal strength, so he let him rest for an hour, but he didn't expect Wen Shiyuan to run to the hospital, because Wu Xiao's unintentional actions caused his injuries to worsen. Wu Xiao just stood quietly outside the house, just like standing outside Leng Yu'er's house before, he secretly watched the movement in the house, before he saw him and Wen Shiyuan's blood merge into one, his heart was shocked, he was very angry on the surface, but in his heart he cared about this real father who had never met.

At this time, Nalan Rongque passed by him, saw the blood on his hands, and said, "If you don't treat the wound, you won't be able to play the piano with your hand, come in." After saying that, he entered Wen Shiyuan's house.

Wu Xiao saw that this "fairy father" let him enter the house, and his heart was still entangled, he didn't know what attitude to face Wen Shiyuan. At this time, a hand touched his shoulder, and he turned his head to see Ya Zhen, who had "recovered from a serious illness".

Yazhi has been busy with the case during the time she has been here, and she doesn't pay much attention to the makeup on her face, and she doesn't have time to redraw the three-petal cinnabar mark on her eyebrows when it fades away. At this time, he restored the makeup of the Nalan family. His eyes looked at Wu Xiao, clear and transparent, and his expression on his face was calm and gentle, as if he had returned to his usual time, which was similar to his previous indifferent and desperate attitude. Wu Xiao sighed a little in his heart when he saw his appearance, Yazhi's recovery was so fast that people were surprised, and asked him curiously: "Are you better?"

"I'm fine. Go in, and your wounds will be taken care of. Yazhi said to him.

Both of them let him in, and Wu Xiao didn't want to postpone it any longer, so he followed Yazhi into the house. As soon as I entered the room, I heard Nalan Rongque say to Nangong Xiao: "The snake venom on this crochet needle is the same as the one in Yazhi's body, I'm afraid it was done by the same person." ”

Wu Xiao's pupils contracted once unintentionally, he looked in the direction of Nalan Rongque, and saw Wen Shiyuan lying on the special recliner made by the medical hall, his body was wrapped with bandages and blood, and the two crochet needles on his chest were as thick as fingers, the needles were outside and the tips of the needles were still in the flesh, the wound was ulcerated and purulent and dark blue, looking at him, it turned out that this wound was already serious to this extent. Wu Xiao knew in his heart that this snake venom was used on the Spirit Fall Needle, and Ya Zhi was poisoned by inadvertently hitting the Spirit Fall Needle. The same poison on this crochet needle, except for the "dead" Brother Cang, no one knows the formula. Wu Xiao's heart moved, the poison that the dead person was good at now appeared here inexplicably. He couldn't accept this thing at all, and glanced at Yazhi beside him: "That fake person is ......"

"It's one of your old friends. Yazhi didn't hide it, and told him bluntly.

Wu Xiao showed an expression of disbelief: "This is impossible, I saw him lose his breath." ”

"I can rescue you from faking your death in front of him, why can't he?" Ya Zhi finally returned to his normal state this time, he bandaged Wu Xiao's wounds, and the periphery of this crochet needle was not poisonous. He thought for a while and said: "If this impostor is discovered, he can immediately pull you to take the blame, because only you can use this snake venom, not to mention that everyone knows that you are the right-hand man of the fake prince, he is ostensibly aimed at King Liang, but in fact, he is to replace Wen Shiyuan to get the tiger talisman, and he will definitely be charged with nothing." I think this matter is aimed at your father and mother, and involving Leng Yu'er and Qianqian is just restricting you. You grew up in Qiongyu Pavilion, you should have known what the human heart is. And this person existed when your heart was undecided, and I am afraid that he had premeditated it, including the good for you, and it was also possible that he was in his plan. ”

Wu Xiao listened to Yazhi's words and seemed to be a little stunned.

"But this is all my speculation, and in a few days the government will hold a trial, and then you will be able to understand the truth of the matter. Yazhi comforted him.

Wu Xiao could only put it in his heart after hearing this, he looked at Wen Shiyuan over there, with a trace of worry in his eyes. Seeing his expression, Yazhi didn't speak anymore and quietly treated his wounds.

The people on the side didn't care about Wu Ya and the others, Nangong Xiao saw Nalan Rongque talking about this crochet matter, and followed his words and said: "This person is cruel, and the old man only took out four of them with all his might, and I am sorry that you are here, what can you do." ”

Nalan Rongque glanced at the crochet needle and the wound on Wen Shiyuan's body. In order to avoid the invasion of poison on crochet, Wen Shiyuan did not dare to make a big move, he sealed himself in several acupoints on his body, and urged a little skill to compete with it, and in the dungeon for a year or so, he slowly forced out the poison and needles, although it had little effect but protected his life. The crochet needle is hooked on the flesh with a hook, and if you pull it out, there will be a second injury, before Nangong Xiao slowly shook the crochet out in a gentle way, and this one was inserted deeper, and everyone had no choice for a while.

Nalan Rongque shook his head and said softly: "I'm afraid I have to invite my uncle to come to have a way, he is good at trauma." ”

Wen Shiyuan and Nalan Rongque are old acquaintances, and they heard that they were going to find his uncle, who was far away in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Wen Shiyuan didn't want to trouble him anymore, so he immediately put forward the idea of taking the crochet needle hard, which shocked everyone.

"I'm like this with this wound, so there's no way to do it. Wen Shiyuan said, he glanced at Nalan Rongque beside him: "Thank you for your kindness, I don't want to trouble people anymore." ”

Nangong Xiao saw that he insisted on doing this, and there was nothing he could do, most of his skills had been spent before, and he was no longer able to take the needle, so he just ordered Nalan Rongque to do it. He straightened Wen Shiyuan and untied the bandage of the other wound.

Nalan Rongque walked behind him and said to him softly: "It will hurt after taking the needle, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." ”

Wen Shiyuan smiled slightly: "Sir, you have forgotten that people who go to the battlefield never pay attention to these, I have suffered many injuries that are more serious than this, and I have long been used to it." Just come here, sir, don't worry about me. ”

Nalan Rongque didn't postpone any longer, only to see him shake one hand and gently put it on Wen Shiyuan's shoulder, and then when he swiped his thumb and middle finger behind his back, the two crochet needles jumped out of Wen Shiyuan's chest with a "poof", hit the door and fell to the ground. Wen Shiyuan hadn't reacted yet, he suddenly felt a lot of pain, two holes appeared in his chest, and pus and blood gushed out in an instant, he frowned, and didn't cry out in pain.

Nalan Rongque's hand was not put away, and he put his palm on Wen Shiyuan's back. Seeing this, Nangong Xiao immediately washed Wen Shiyuan's wounds. The wound is not big, but the new flesh and skin grow together with the crochet needle, and the pain of feeling the flesh being torn apart again makes Wen Shiyuan's brain unable to think, as if he is about to lose consciousness, he clutches the blanket on his body tightly, sweat is on his forehead, and his eyes are still resolute.

After Nangong Xiao took care of his wounds, Nalan Rongque changed his gestures, and he untied the acupuncture points with a few touches on Wen Shiyuan's back. Wen Shiyuan felt that there was a circulation of gentle internal force in his body, and he couldn't help but let his own power follow this force, after running for a week, Nalan Rongque withdrew all his skills, only to see Wen Shiyuan leaning forward, a mouthful of black blood vomited out, just when Wen Shiyuan felt comfortable, he coughed a few mouthfuls in succession. He instinctively covered his chest, but found that there was a faint coolness in his chest, Nangong Xiao cleaned up the blood for him, and the blood was condensed by Nalan Rongque's skill, and then he took the medicine and bandaged it again, and the pain in his chest did not decrease.

When Wu Xiao saw this similar black blood, he couldn't imagine that this mastermind behind the scenes turned out to be the eldest brother he admired the most. He got up and went to Wen Shiyuan's side to check the injury, but he didn't expect the real Wen Shiyuan to be so iron-clad, and he didn't say a word in the face of this pain. This is completely different from the temperament of an imposter who is neither male nor female.

Nangong Xiao put Wen Shiyuan flat, and warned him again not to mess around, so he called Yazhi to come over to help clean up his things, Nalan Rongque spent a lot of internal energy on treating the two of them one day, and they were about to go out to find a place to breathe for a while, and they went out together. Wu Xiao and Wen Shiyuan were left in the house.

Wen Shiyuan was lying on the chair, still holding the letter from Wu Yue in his hand, looking at the sky outside the window without saying a word. Wu Xiao just stood in front of him, wanting to reply to the letter.

"When I went out on the expedition, I found that she was being bullied by enemy soldiers and came to the rescue, and some soldiers in the army told me that this might be an enemy country, I only thought she was an ordinary cardamom girl, and I thought so, she was helpless and could not speak Chinese, so I asked her to treat the wounded in the army. Until she returned triumphantly, she did not do anything unfavorable to us, and the soldiers had nothing to say. I found a Persian caravan in Chang'an to let her return to her hometown, watching the caravan leave after my heart was empty, I came back to look for her alone, but I didn't expect her to leave the caravan and stay in Chang'an alone. When we met again, I was so happy that I took her home and taught her Chinese and the cultural etiquette of the Central Plains. My mother discovered her talent for strings, and she was quickly loved by my mother, and she was given the Han name Wu Yue. Wen Shiyuan glanced at the letter in his hand, and he smoothed it out.

"My mother saw that the two of us were in love, so she talked to my father about it, but I didn't expect my father to care about her life experience, and always thought that she was from an unknown source. In his eyes, she has to be the right person, and Ming Media is marrying to be worthy of her identity, she can only be a concubine, and told me that if I want to marry her, I must marry Han Zhen, the daughter of General Han Hyun. General Han Hyun and my father were friends in the world, and later he fought on the battlefield and entrusted this daughter to my father. Wu Yue didn't want to embarrass everyone and was willing to accept this. After I got married, I was often no longer at home, and whether I was stationed in the border river or on an expedition, she would follow me. The soldiers spoke highly of her, and occasionally mentioned it to the emperor. After she got pregnant, I didn't let her go out with me again. ”

Wu Xiao seemed to be a little patient to listen, but he was still a knife mouth: "Then it was your wife in the main room who made it difficult for my mother, causing my mother to run away from home because she couldn't stay any longer." It seems that there is no place in this world where there is no right and wrong. ”

Wen Shiyuan heard him say this angrily, and suddenly he was stunned for a while, and then said slowly: "I drove her away." ”

A hint of anger flashed in Wu Xiao's surprised expression: "Why! What did she do wrong?" ”

"During the year I was away from home, she was so close to the man named Cang, and they were so good that I thought for a moment that the child in her womb belonged to that man. Wen Shiyuan said this, and couldn't help but feel a little sad: "I just said some angry words, and I followed the team, and when I went home, she was already gone." But now that I see you like this, I realize that I was very wrong. ”

Wu Xiao heard Cang's name again, his expression became flustered, Zeng Wen Shiyuan didn't care, suddenly snatched the letter and ran out of the door. Wen Shiyuan, who was in the room, sighed and looked at the sky outside the window again.