Chapter 21 He's not as good as you

Li Jingyun froze in place.

He knew that Yin Huayue was bone-piercing and hard, but he didn't expect that she would really leave him and go away by himself. After all, he was considered his valet. How could she just throw her master in the woods like this?

Looking back in disbelief, the trees were standing, the branches and leaves were silent, and she could no longer be seen.

The fire in his heart burned even more vigorously, and Li Jingyun stepped back and walked back, intending to capture this slave servant who did not understand the rules and neglected his master, so that he could be beaten.

However, when he came to the hunting grounds in previous years, he always went straight up the mountain, and rarely stayed near the game house. Just now, he was emotionally chaotic for a while, and he didn't remember the path at all, and now he was walking back, and he froze before he took a few steps.

The trunks are all the same, and the flowers and plants everywhere are nothing special. Which way should we go?

Squinting to see, he picked a random direction, intending to walk out of the woods before looking at it.

As a result, it took half an hour to leave.

The wind blew the leaves and the birds and beasts chirped in the distance. Li Jingyun looked at the increasingly unfamiliar forest, and his face gradually became solemn.

This is not a peaceful place. The wild wolves and leopards lurking in the dark are already tricky. If they are caught by some wicked people, it will be troublesome.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden noise behind him.

With a tense expression, Li Jingyun reacted very quickly and threw out the soft sword from his sleeve, the blade was as sharp as a silver snake swimming tail, and with a "swipe" sound, it jumped out three feet, and cut the falling leaves into two, and rolled up the sleeves. The wind that rolled in the sand pointed towards the place of movement extremely fiercely—Hua Yue was carrying a huge burden and looked at him in amazement. Constricted like the tip of a needle.

"..."

The sharp look in his eyes stopped, and then faded like a tide of ink. Li Jingyun closed his eyes and opened them again, roaring at her angrily: "Are you a lynx or a wild rat, running all over the floor without making a sound?"

Hua Yue stood there in a daze, and she didn't regain her senses. She stiffly placed a large amount of things in her arms in front of him, and took out the oil paper bag in her cuff and handed it to him.

Li Jingyun caught it suspiciously, and saw that she took out another oil paper bag, a plaster, and a bamboo tube.

What about moving? He looked at her with great disgust, and opened the oil paper bag in his hand with anger.

A pack of Jingantang candied fruit.

The ink-colored pupils were stagnant, and the surging anger finally subsided by two points. Li Jingyun said angrily: "What are you doing with this?"

"Young master often likes to eat this stuff when he is in a bad mood, and the servant brought it with him when he went to get the plaster." She also opened another oiled paper bag and handed it over, "Young master didn't eat much in the afternoon, this jerky can fit on a pad. some."

Reaching out to take it, he said angrily, "Did you come here to eat in the woods?"

Hua Yue patted her forehead, and quickly brought the large bundle of air roots over: "Is the son looking for this?"

The Liang Dynasty people often used the aerial roots of banyan trees to weave their prey in nets, and she cut a large bundle.

"You eat for a while, the tea is also in this bamboo tube, the slaves will make hunting nets, and you can take them up the mountain later." She arranged everything in an orderly manner, and then took out the ointment, "Please sir Reach out."

Li Jingyun subconsciously turned his right hand holding the sword behind his back, flipped his wrist, and the soft sword did not go into his cuff.

Hua Yue thought that he was arguing, and with a sigh, she pulled out his hand and carefully looked at the wound on the tiger's mouth. There was no broken porcelain, but no scabs were formed, and the flesh and blood could be seen with a slight swipe.

"This ointment was given by Imperial Physician Wen, don't worry." With her fingertips touching the ointment on his wound, Hua Yue took a white cloth and wrapped it around him twice, tying a bow.

"It's ugly," he muttered.

Hua Yue smiled softly: "It works."

Most of the anger subsided, Li Jingyun took a candied fruit and said vaguely: "Why are you still carrying this burden."

Glancing at her shoulder, Hua Yue was helpless: "Didn't you let me carry it?"

He looked at her with the eyes of a fool: "Isn't it too heavy?"

"Disgusting." Hua Yue nodded honestly, "But if you don't recite it, you're not happy."

With a light snort, Li Jingyun walked over and stretched out his hand to take the burden down. Seeing this, Huayue asked happily: "Can the slaves not need to carry them?"

"Master just wants to see if the inside is broken." Adhering to the principle that a duck's mouth should be tough even if it dies, he said with a stern face, "If you don't carry it, can you carry it back for you?"

That said, but on the way back, this burden was always in his hands. Huayue looked at it as she walked, and asked curiously, "You haven't finished it yet?"

Li Jingyun gave her a look: "Can you learn to be pleasing, and can you learn to be lazy?"

Eyes moved slightly, Hua Yue thought for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Are you relieved?"

Too lazy to answer, Li Jingyun sped up her steps to throw her away, but this time the man behind him had a long brain, and took small steps to catch up quickly, and said with a smile: "The slave said, with the broad mind of the son, how can he be with the servants? General knowledge."

"What kind of servant are you?" He mocked, "You will show your master's face, dare to fight against your master, and you can also meet people privately behind your back, act recklessly and defiantly, change your clothes and sit in the sedan chair, The eldest princess has to make way for you."

After a pause, the smile on Hua Yue's face froze.

Realizing that something was wrong, Li Jingyun also stopped, glanced at her out of the corner of the eye, and frowned: "I can't tell you about you?"

"...No." Taking a deep breath, Huayue smoothed out the slight gaffe, and followed up and said softly, "The slave didn't meet anyone privately, but... just happened to meet."

"That's right, looking at the way he protects you, the friendship should not be shallow." He looked straight ahead with a blank expression, "With a backer like him, why did you come to the general's mansion to suffer?"

backing? Huayue shook her head.

No one knew what Shen Zhiluo was thinking, the first prince of the previous dynasty was as gracious to him as a mountain, and he was still capable of cutting swords, so what was she like a person who took the first prince to enjoy the shade? Really rely on the past, how to die do not know.

When she came back to her senses, she curled her eyebrows and said, "Sir Shen is not as good as your son."

"..."

The stuff in his heart suddenly loosened for some reason, Li Jingyun coughed lightly, and his expression turned slightly.

"Master Shen is Jinghua's well-known beauty, and he has a glimpse of the secret. He is favored by the prince. How can a person like him treat others well?"

"Not good." Hua Yue shook her head seriously, "Although Young Master is also rebellious, he is stubborn and soft-hearted, kind and compassionate. Lord Shen used to be cold-blooded, ruthless and deceitful in the palace."

These last few words are not good words, but Li Jingyun is so comfortable when he hears it, his eyes widen, and there is a smile in his ink eyes: "Oh? People are protecting you, but you still call people bad?"

"He protects me, but it's because of some connections in the past." Hua Yue considered the words, "It doesn't count."

There are even old accounts that have not been liquidated.

The man in front of him listened with a strange expression, the corners of his mouth wanted to lift up, and then he tried his best to swipe down, with something rolled in his eyes, which was slightly flooded.

Hua Yue raised her eyebrows and looked at him. Before she could take a closer look, the man quickly turned his head away and urged her in a rough voice, "Go faster."

"……Yes."

According to the previous arrangement, everyone should set off at a later date and continue to walk up the mountain, but when Huayue and Li Jingyun returned to the game house, they found that everyone was still there.

"Third Master, come upstairs to rest first." Wen Guzhi beckoned when he saw them, "I can't leave until later."

"What?" Li Jingyun glanced around, "Something happened?"

"Where is it?" Wen Guzhi shook his head, "It's the meaning of Da Siming, saying that going up the mountain at the end of You Shi is beneficial to His Royal Highness."

"What about the ceremonial car of the eldest princess?"

"I went up the mountain early." Wen Guzhi looked around and lowered his voice, "She won't do things that are beneficial to the prince."

Li Jingyun smiled and put the things down before going upstairs.

"Two adults." A maid came to salute, "I want to see tea upstairs, but the cook is too busy, can I borrow it from a servant?"

Seeing him frown, the maid immediately held the East Palace's waist card and said softly, "It's really a last resort, please forgive me."

Glancing at the waist card, Li Jingyun looked at Huayue, who nodded and followed the maid to the backyard obediently.

The green skirt swayed in front of her, Yin Huayue took a few steps, and when she saw that there was no one around, she said, "Do you want me to help?"

The green skirt turned around and said angrily, "Everything is ready, how can you help? But for the sake of Lord Chang, I'll give you this."

A dark pill was handed over, Hua Yue raised her eyebrows and pinched it in her hand for a moment.

"Don't look at it, it's a breath-holding pill. Lord Shen has already helped us delay the time, and you can swallow this when you start your hand, so as not to be affected."

Hua Yue's face sank, her eyes gloomy: "Didn't you say that you only want to attack that person?"

"How can you care so much." She was taken aback by the green skirt, frowning and muttering, "My lord said, those who make big things are not careful, and we didn't expect so many people to accompany them today."

Chang Gui and the eldest prince of the previous dynasty are life and death friends. Since the fall of the Wei dynasty, he has been living with humiliation, waiting for an opportunity to murder the prince of the dynasty. Zhou Heshuo is a cautious person, and it is difficult to succeed in assassinating many times.

If she had informed her in advance, Yin Huayue would have opened one eye and closed the other, but now, she sneered.

"Go and talk to Lord Chang, it can't be done today, let him change the time."

The green skirt thought she heard it wrong and stared at her: "What?"

Huayue did not repeat, she turned her head and left. The green skirt reacted and quickly caught up to grab her wrist: "What do you want to do!"

"I asked you to spread the word, you don't understand?" Hua Yue turned her head sideways, her eyes were still half tender, her eyebrows were sharp and her pupils were terrifying, like a thickly wrapped dagger, suddenly revealing the blade.

The green skirt let go of her hands in shock, and took two steps back in a daze, but when she stepped back, there was a person behind her.

"Can I ask why?"

Chang Gui held the shoulders of the green skirt, looked over her head, and smiled to meet Huayue's gaze.