Chapter 13 Young Master is also a mortal

The throat was a little tight, and even the lungs were not very comfortable, Li Jingyun frowned and tilted his head.

"Open the door for daddy."

Accidentally met his sharp eyes, Xun Ma took two steps back and lowered her eyes quickly.

"Master." She bowed her knees. "What are the rules of our Daliang, you know in your heart, since the door is closed, there is no reason to hand over the keys."

"Can't you give me the key?"

"Absolutely not."

"Okay." Li Jingyun nodded, "If you eat royal rice, there is no reason for you to embarrass you."

With a sigh of relief, Mother Xun bowed her knees and bowed to him: "Xie Gongziti..."

Sorry.

The last word could not be uttered, and there was a loud bang in front of him. The thick wooden door was kicked off from the door string, and the chain that had been wound twice and the iron lock in good condition smashed to the ground with a bang. The wind outside rushed into the darkroom, blowing dust and grass clippings all over the floor.

Mammy Xun was stunned, and a coolness climbed from the back of the tail to the vest.

She wanted to stretch out her hand to pull Li Jingyun, but her fingers were only half an inch away, and the blue-blue sleeved robe was blowing in the wind, and the man walked into the door just like that.

The light entered with him, illuminating half of the room, and also illuminating the blood on the man's clothes on the haystack even more dazzlingly.

The person didn't respond to such a big movement. Li Jingyun was already prepared in his heart, but when he really approached, he saw the dense, bleeding wounds under the ragged robe, and he still walked stiffly.

Yin Huayue's mouth is as hard as a duck that can't be boiled, and sometimes it's so irritating that people can't wait to roll her up and throw her out of the East Courtyard.

However, throwing it away, he didn't want her to die.

Li Jingyun watched silently, and after a while, he finally reached out to probe her breath. Maybe it was because it was too cold in the dark room, his fingertips trembled a little, he stopped in front of her, and he didn't move forward an inch for a long time.

The people on the haystack moved.

The movement was very small, but it was just a slight lift of the fingertips, making a weak sound against the dry grass, but when Li Jingyun saw it, his pupils shuddered, his face turned away, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Master knows, you are not so easy to die."

He paused and chuckled lightly: "The knives played by Lian Qing Fang are not as hard as your bones."

Hua Yue opened her eyes, her vision blurred with blood scabs, and there was a sound coming from her ears, buzzing and inaudible. After waiting for a while, she slowly saw the person squatting in front of her.

This man turned against the light, just like what he saw on the training ground that day, the sun was blazing, his body was full of vigor, and the robe of blue carp snow brocade was well-dressed, which matched the spring outside.

Inexplicably, Hua Yue hooked the corner of her mouth: "Outside..."

The voice came out hoarse.

Li Jingyun couldn't hear clearly, and frowned closer to her: "What did you say?"

"The flowers outside... are they blooming well?" She labored to finish the whole sentence, her throat rolled up and down, she smiled again, her brows were slightly curved, and there was a gleam in her eyes.

Half of this man's body was soaked in dirt, dust, weeds, and pools of dried blood, no different from the evil ghost that crawled out of the yellow spring. But her first sentence turned out to be asking flowers.

Of course, the flowers outside are blooming well. Spring, magnolia, and peonies are well-fed in the courtyard, and they bloom very early.

Li Jingyun glanced at her and was a little annoyed for no reason: "Why do you ask this?"

Hua Yue chuckled, her eyes moved down, she hesitated for a moment, she still stretched out her blood-stained fingers and pinched the corner of his clothes.

"Slave...I want to go out and look at the flowers." She pinched the corner of his clothes, licked her chapped lips with her tongue, looked up with half an eye, and raised her eyebrows at him, "Is it alright?"

"..."

Li Jingyun lowered his eyes, cursed in an extremely irritable low voice, then got up, and mercilessly ripped the corner of his clothes away from her hands.

The surrounding dust rose again, and Huayue hurriedly closed her eyes.

She knew that this person wanted to skin her and cramp her, and asking him for help was the stupidest thing to do.

Holding her knees tightly, Huayue wanted to drill into the haystack, but as soon as she looked up, her calf was caught.

"What are you doing blindly?" Li Jingyun leaned over, put his hands through the crook of her legs and the back of her neck, paused, and hugged her whole body, "Isn't it just a few broken flowers? Grandpa will show you, see enough. ."

The weeds fell from her body rustling, and she turned in a direction. Suddenly, the light in front of her was bright, and the light and shadow were mottled. She vaguely saw the profile of Li Jingyun, gilded with a halo, and turned towards her.

Hua Yue was stunned, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her hand to cover her eyes.

Mama Xun's voice quickly sounded in front of her: "Master, there is an order from above to come in. If you lose sight of it, the servant will not be able to explain it."

"It's not easy to explain? Whoever caught her in, let whoever came to talk to the master. It's up to the master to beat the dog. The person who beats the master must send a message to the master."

"This……"

"The jade pendant on Grandpa's waist, I'll give it to you to do business, and go away for Grandpa."

He strode out the door, his breath was a little unsteady, she was close enough to hear his heartbeat clearly.

Messy, fast and urgent.

"Let Wen Guzhi come to the East Courtyard, don't make a noise."

"Yes."

I seem to hear the sound of Badou, and the air around me is getting fresher, the wind blows the trees, and there is still the scent of magnolia in the courtyard.

Huayue wanted to look up at Li Jingyun's expression, but her eyelids were as heavy as two squares of stone grinding. She just saw his chin, and she saw blackness in front of her.

Wen Guzhi heard Xiao Qu'er well in Qifeng Building, but was suddenly moved to the General's Mansion with a chair.

The tea in his hand was still steaming when the chair fell to the ground.

Looking stiffly at the man in front of him, Wen Guzhi simply continued drinking from the tea cup: "Your face is not very good, reach out and I will give you a pulse."

Li Jingyun rubbed his eyebrows: "It's not me."

"Huh?" Wen Guzhi tilted his head.

There was a person lying on the bed in the inner room, and you could smell the strong smell of blood in the air without getting close.

With a condensed expression, he got up and strode over to check her pulse.

"Third Master, this is too much." He frowned, "How can you hurt a girl like this?"

Li Jingyun leaned against the partition and said angrily, "It's not me."

After a pause, don't start again: "It's also related to me. As long as you save people back, I will answer what you said before."

Wen Guzhi glanced at him unexpectedly, but he didn't have time to investigate further. He took the life-saving medicine that was with her and stuffed it for her, and asked someone to fetch water.

"The third master avoids, I want to clean the wounds of this girl."

Li Jingyun nodded, turned around and wanted to quit, but after taking two steps back, he felt that something was wrong: "I avoided, what about you?"

Wen Guzhi was inexplicable: "I'm a doctor, the third master has never heard of illness and should not avoid doctors?"

When he came back, he answered casually: "My dog ​​doesn't hate me either."

With high eyebrows, Wen Guzhi looked at the bed meaningfully: "This is—that maid?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Jingyun took out a clean piece of clothes from the pear wood cabinet next to her, "I'll clean her wound, just wait and write the prescription for me."

It's the first time he sees who this person cares about after so many years, brother. The old brothers all said that the third master usually smiles when he sees people, but he is the most cold-hearted. No matter how much Jinghua's heart is held in front of him, he can step on it without looking at it. From a distance, you can see the romantic people in the world, and you can see the ruthless people in the world.

But right now...

Sighing and gloating at the misfortune, Wen Guzhi adjusted the potion for him, and then went out to continue drinking his tea.

The curtain at the partition fell, Li Jingyun sat down beside the bed, and whispered angrily: "I don't have any other female relatives in the yard, you have to deal with the wound if you want to survive. I didn't blame you last time, and you have no reason to blame me. "

With that, he reached out and undid her belt.

The light cyan material was dyed deep red by her, and it was wet and heavy in her hands. Li Jingyun threw it out in disgust, then hugged her and took off her clothes from behind.

His robe was not thick, and it was silk brocade. The two were so close together that he could clearly perceive her warmth and softness.

Uncomfortably pursing his lips, Li Jingyun took the handkerchief soaked in the potion and looked at her back.

If you don't see it, you don't know, this person has quite a lot of injuries. The clothes are dropped, and the new injuries are stacked on top of the old ones, and there is no good skin. The last time was beaten, there were still bruise marks, but this time was beaten again, and the old wounds were torn open, which was terrible.

The more Li Jingyun looked at it, the more annoyed it became: "With this scar in my daughter's family, I will never try to find my husband's family in this life."

When the words fell, he caught a glimpse of the teeth marks on her shoulder.

This mark is still relatively new, the black green is not scattered, and there are two small blood scabs. Judging from the shape, it should be bitten by someone from behind her, and the posture must be very intimate.

Li Jingyun's face sank, and when he opened his mouth, he wanted to scold her for being shameless, but before the words could be said, a few images flashed in his mind.

The candlelight was shining brightly, burning through the cold needle tip, and the gentle maid sewed the wound with her arm between her, but the man was in pain and bit someone's shoulder involuntarily.

"..."

Guiltily touching his arm, Li Jingyun coughed twice, pretended not to see anything, wiped the mud around her wound, twisted the handkerchief in the potion basin with one hand, and cleaned her wound.

Wen Guzhi drank three cups of tea before the curtain at the partition was lifted.

"Yo." He looked at the master and chuckled, "Why, it's hot inside?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Jingyun frowned, "Look at why she hasn't woken up yet."

Wen Guzhi got up and said slowly, "The girl's body is inherently weak, and it's a good beating. She lost too much blood, and she will definitely not be able to wake up in a while. She just had the first pulse, and her pulse was straight and weak. It must be hard work and less sleep, and if you have this opportunity to rest more, there is no need to wake her up."

Li Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief: "Then she'll be fine when she wakes up?"

"Third Master thinks too easily." Wen Guzhi shook his head, "She can wake up by herself if her life is hard. If her life is not hard, there will be a high fever tonight, so you don't have to wake up."

Handing the written prescription to him, Wen Guzhi turned around and said, "For this sake, the imperial physician can't help much, you just follow the prescription."

Just as he took a step out of the door, the back collar was grabbed by someone, Wen Guzhi's eyebrows jumped, and he had a very bad premonition.

As a royal doctor, he often heard people say: If you can't cure so-and-so, you can bury her with her.

He really hated this cruel sentence.

However, seeing what the third master meant, he probably wanted to say the same thing.

Wen Guzhi looked at him resolutely, intending to show him the unyielding spirit of a royal doctor.

However, Li Jingyun did not say so.

He looked at him condescendingly, and after a while, he only said: "I thought about what you said before, but I still don't have time."

"..."

"Master." Wen Guzhi lost his face and took back the foot he stepped out of. "Don't worry, the little one will guard you. Even if the soul of the one inside is returned to the underworld, the little one will bring it back for you."