Chapter 14 Tail wagging

The shiny silver needles pierced into the white and greasy skin, and the fragrance of medicine spread throughout the room.

Li Jingyun watched quietly, his slender knuckles touching the place where the bamboo pendant was hanging around his waist, his eyes darkened.

"Young Master." Badou came back from the outside, stood outside the partition and whispered, "It's already sorted out, there's no news from the main courtyard, but the director's courtyard... Maybe I want to give an explanation."

Wen Guzhi heard the words, his subordinates paused, and turned his head in surprise: "In charge of the academy?"

"Yeah." Li Jingyun replied nonchalantly, "You continue to give your needles."

"No, third master, if you make a little trouble this time, my brother won't ask." Wen Guzhi frowned, "But if you fished out this person from the court, you must talk to us in advance. Breathe out."

Where is the Office of the Headquarters? Being in the same department as the cabinet, personally in charge of Zhonggong, and in the name of sing the red-faced for the officials of Beijing, punishing subordinates, in order to correct the family style, but what is actually used, everyone is clear in their hearts.

This grandfather enters the palm hospital to save people, and the news can be received in the hind foot palace.

Not to mention the big and the small, in normal times, there is no reason to hand over things to the palace like this.

"It's not too late for you to save people." Li Jingyun waved his hand and tucked his cuffs lightly, "I can solve it."

Wen Guzhi looked at him with a complicated expression, and suddenly his tail pointed upwards, choking his throat to learn justice in the palace: "Those who are involved in major affairs, the most afraid of is red, face, disaster, water~, look at you small. This posture has quite the rhyme of the faint-hearted ruler of the previous dynasty, otherwise we will not save it, and send this small disaster back to the west with one shot, and it will also save you from undecided in the future and misunderstanding the overall situation."

Turning his pupils up, Li Jingyun gave him a merciless white eye: "Go away."

Aggrievedly retracted the orchid finger, Wen Guzhi sighed: "The third master has always acted neatly and won't affect the brothers at all. I have nothing to worry about."

"But lord, a few brothers have drunk Guan Gong wine. It doesn't make sense to go back to you alone. That's inappropriate."

Picking up the last silver needle and looking at him, Wen Guzhi chuckled: "Next time there is such a thing, please take us with you."

The silver light was shining, which made the face of the man in front of him extremely cold. His eyes swept over, his eyes were rather disgusting, but after a moment of silence, he still nodded.

"Um."

Wen Guzhi felt relieved, his eyes widened, and he dropped the silver needle swiftly.

The man on the bed frowned and snorted softly.

"What?" Li Jingyun leaned over and looked at it, frowning, "You are an imperial doctor, and you are still half-hearted in performing acupuncture. Did you poke in the wrong place?"

The previous joy was swept away, and Wen Guzhi's nose almost crooked: "Third Master, I am the imperial doctor, do you understand the imperial doctor! Which genius doctor can stick the needle in the wrong place?"

"Then what is she humming?"

"If you had so many holes on your body, wouldn't you hum in pain? It's a good thing for her to hum twice, and she's saved. What are you panicking about?"

With a slightly relaxed expression, Li Jingyun said with disdain, "I didn't panic."

"Yes, it's not bright outside, and all of them are blind." Wen Guzhi rubbed his cheeks, grinning and muttering, "The old iron tree is blooming, it hurts my teeth."

The man's lips seemed to move on the bed, and Li Jingyun didn't have time to bother with Wen Guzhi, so he leaned on the bed string and listened closely.

The warm breath lingered in his ears, and the man mumbled for a while before spitting out an inexplicable word.

"Magnolia?" He repeated blankly, then straightened up and looked at Wen Guzhi in disbelief, "She looks like this, can she still dream of flowers?"

Wen Guzhi spreads his hands: "I can't cure this."

Li Jingyun wiped his face, and felt that people were really saved in vain. Wangfu even knew how to wag his tail after eating the steamed buns. This person just escaped from birth, so he didn't thank him in his dreams, but instead dreamed something messy.

Reluctantly, he leaned over again, he wanted to listen to something else, but Yin Huayue didn't say anything, her chapped lips were pressed tightly, bloodshot again.

"Tsk."

He stretched out his hand, trying to break her mouth loose, but as soon as he exerted force, two strings of tears ran down the corners of her eyes and "swiped" down.

With a trembling of his fingertips, Li Jingyun quickly withdrew his hand, paused, looked at Wen Guzhi, and subconsciously defended: "I didn't use much effort."

Wen Guzhi watched the fun, this is such a big deal, does it need to be explained?

But Li Jingyun's expression was very serious, staring at the tears at the corner of the man's eyes, as if staring at the scene of a crime, the ink in his eyes was slightly surging, and the lines of his chin were tight.

Wen Guzhi burst into laughter, laughing until he was panting against the partition: "What kind of baby is this lying down?"

Half-faced, Li Jingyun snorted coldly, "Damn baby."

Just a new dog.

"Son."

Badou came back from outside again. He happened to hear the word "baby" and was surprised: "How do you know there is a baby? The Han government sent someone to send this. The general's meaning, let you think about the gift."

Wen Guzhi stopped, and the two looked at each other.

Li Jingyun pursed his lips, opened the curtain and reached out to Badou: "Bring it here."

One side of the sandalwood box, when opened, is a Nanyang jade cicada, tied with a blue silk sash as a waist pendant.

"What does this mean?" Wen Guzhi didn't understand, "It's good to give a waist ornament, this is not a mandarin duck and flounder."

With a cold look in his eyes, Li Jingyun closed the box and said, "When I rescued her, I gave out the Qizhu Huanjie pendant. I guess it was in Han Shuang's hands."

Wen Guzhi raised his eyebrows, pondered a little, and then reacted: "Then she is generous, she didn't ask questions, but gave you back."

Han Shuang had always swallowed his anger, and she knew that the questioning would be fruitless.

But correspondingly, Yin Huayue would not have good fruit to eat.

Li Jingyun turned to look at the man lying on the bed.

There was still no blood on her palm-sized face, her thin wrists were exposed, and two fingers could circle back and forth. The tears at the corners of her eyes were not dry, and her eyebrows were still wrinkled, as if she was having a terrible dream.

"Magnolia."

The sigh that overflowed from the teeth was replaced by a dream, which was full of joy.

Huayue dragged her long mountain and river skirt and stood under the magnolia branches. She looked up and could see the spring light coming from the branches and leaves. She reached out to reach the flowers, but the height was a little different.

After trying many times, she couldn't reach it, she wanted to cry with her mouth flat, but as soon as the tears came out, the kind man behind her hugged her on his shoulders and coaxed softly: "Stretch out again, stretch out a little higher, hey, that's right. Oh, nan-nan is really amazing."

The white and tender flower fell on the palm of her hand, Huayue broke into a smile, looking back from a distance, a gentle woman was sitting at the stone table, holding a half-embroidered handkerchief and clapping her hands at her: "Come here, look at this flower. Isn't she pretty?"

The light blue veil, embroidered with jade-colored flowers, is fragrant. She was amazed and reached out to touch it.

But this time, where she could reach, with a touch of her fingertips, the flowers were gone, the handkerchief was gone, the stone table, men and women disappeared, the surroundings darkened, and as soon as you breathed in, you could smell dust and dust. The smell of hay.

With a "squeak" sound, a door opened next to it, and light leaked in from the door, reflecting countless flying powders, which made her eyes hurt.

Someone came in with the light, looking down at her.

"Do you really think there's nothing you can do for your father?"

The cold voice made her back tense, and Hua Yue subconsciously shook her head and stepped back.

The body was empty, and the sense of weightlessness followed.

"What the heck." Someone scolded angrily, caught her, and her body was instantly brought back to a soft and warm place.

The fingers became conscious, and the ears suddenly heard the sounds around, Huayue stunned, and slowly opened her eyes.

It seemed that it was just dawn outside, and the candles on the table had not yet burned out. Li Jingyun stretched out his hand to take medicine. From her angle, he could see his tense profile.

Blinking blankly, she said, "Young Master."

His voice was as hoarse as twine being pulled on wood. Li Jingyun was stunned when he heard it, his eyes rolled down, and the corners of his mouth pursed: "I still know I'm awake."

A spoonful of medicine was handed over, and he said with a stern face: "Drink it by yourself when you wake up, so that you don't have to force it."

"..." Dreaming about something else may be false, but inside and outside the dream, this person is the same vicious person.

Hua Yue pursed her lips and reached out to pick up the spoon, but she was so tired that she couldn't hold the handle of the spoon with her fingertips, and instead bumped the bowl into a clanging sound.

"Come on." He took her hand away in disgust. "Badou is not here, so I can't wait to serve you once, so I will repay your favor last time."

Nodding dully, Huayue opened her mouth obediently.

At first glance, this person has never served anyone, can't slant a spoon, and can't put a handkerchief around the corner of his mouth. Huayue stretched out her tongue to drink, trying not to let the medicine spill out.

The small and soft tip of the tongue quickly rolled in the concoction, just like when Wangfu was drinking water.

Li Jingyun wanted to ridicule a few words, but looking at it, he stopped his head uncomfortably: "Drink quickly."

She nodded and was about to take a gulp, but the man suddenly touched the wall of the bowl again: "Forget it, drink it slowly."

Huayue: "..."

The one who was beaten was her. She hasn't had any problems yet. Why is this master abnormal?

After drinking the medicine slowly and slowly, Hua Yue wanted to ask something, but there was still a burst of blackness in front of her, so she could only close her eyes and gasp for breath.

"Wen Guzhi said that you need to replenish blood and qi, let's not talk about it for ten days." Li Jingyun's voice came from above, "Let's talk about it first, I'm not a kind person, if you think I'm nosy, then I I'll send you back to the office immediately..."

Before he finished speaking, his sleeves moved.

Li Jingyun paused, looked sideways, and saw that the material on his sleeves was wrinkled, and the fingers between them were long and soft, twisting the blue color, shaking gently.

It looks like the tip of the tail when the vicious Wangfu is finally subdued.

Hua Yue didn't have much energy, she spent all of it on this, grabbed his sleeve and shook it, seeing that he didn't respond, she shook it again, her movements were careful, soft and gentle.

But he still didn't respond.

Feeling a little anxious, Hua Yue struggled to open her eyes, wanting to say that she would never go back to the office.

But when she looked up, she saw the man beside the bed turned his face to one side.

Candles go out, dawn rises.

In the light and shadow, she seemed to see this person smiling.