"Cut the flesh and pull out the arrow." Jin Yu put the dagger on Han Changyun's calf, and the cold and biting blade made him shrink back suddenly.
Seeing this, Han Changmu quickly held down Han Changyun's feet to prevent him from messing around.
Han Changmu used great strength to clamp Han Changyun's ankle tightly and put purple fingerprints on the white and tender ankle that he had raised in such a pampered place.
Han Changyun was so frightened that his face turned pale and his heart was ashen. He felt like meat on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
"Xiao Qi, have you seen the appearance of the person who is chasing you?" Han Changmu held Han Changyun's ankle and asked in as gentle a tone as possible.
The cold-faced King of Hell became gentler and even more chilling than when he was killing people.
Han Changyun shuddered and was shocked by Han Changmu's rare gentle tone. He forgot the severe pain in his leg for a moment, and shook his head with a pale face: "I only care about running away, how can I bother to see what the killer looks like! Besides, They all have their faces covered, and I can’t even see them even if I want to.”
A thin wisp of smoke escaped from the purple-gold copper incense burner on the high table beside the Kang. There was no smell at all, but the smoke gradually became stronger and slowly weaved into a thin mist.
Jin Yu held the dagger, and the blade landed steadily on Han Changyun's calf, cutting the flesh along the location of the arrow.
Blood rushed out.
This arrow is not an ordinary arrow. There is a hook on the tip of the arrow. If the wound is not opened more, and the arrow is pulled out with brute force, large chunks of flesh and blood will be brought out, resulting in excessive blood loss.
Jin Yu's movements were not gentle, and the wounds were not small. Blood flowed out in droves, but Han Changyun was completely unaware of the pain.
Han Changmu glanced at the white mist thoughtfully, and continued to ask gently: "Then do you know those two people by the stream?"
Han Changyun frowned: "Those two are women, both of them have their backs to me." He thought hard for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he spoke eagerly: "Yes, yes, when I was running away, I turned around and took a look. , the profile of one of the two women by the stream looks very much like A Yao."
"Who?!" Han Changmu was shocked. He clearly heard Han Changyun's words, but he still asked in disbelief: "Did you see it clearly? Did you see it right?"
"Brother, I'm not boasting. My eyes can't see anything else, but I can spot a girl right away! As long as it's a girl I've seen, there's no one I can't remember. How could I see it wrong!" Han Changyun was so proud of himself. , looking triumphant.
"..." Han Changmu simply didn't know whether he should laugh or be angry. He shook his head helplessly: "Okay, regardless of whether she is A Yao or not, I just ask you, has she seen you?"
Han Changyun opened his mouth and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf that went straight into his heart. He hissed and hurriedly turned his head to look.
Han Changmu quickly reached out to cover Han Changyun's eyes, pushed his head to one side, and said in a calm voice, "Do you not want to sleep or eat?"
Han Changyun swallowed in horror, turned his head and did not dare to look.
What's even more strange is that the severe pain in his leg, which was like a tarsal bone, only lasted for a short moment and then disappeared without a trace, so he didn't take it seriously anymore.
Thinking about what Han Changmu said just now, Han Changyun squinted his eyes: "Huh, that stinky girl must have seen me. Brother, if you don't believe me, call her over and ask!"
Hearing this, Han Changmu was noncommittal. He was not stupid enough to agree to Han Changyun's suggestion and go to alert the snake.
The more Han Changyun thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and the more aggrieved he became, the more heartbroken he became. He grabbed his clothes and said, "I originally thought that your subordinate was a sharp-tongued person with a soft mouth and a soft heart, but now I know that she is clearly a sharp-tongued person with a red heart on top. Brother, she must have seen me too. Why?" As if she didn’t know me, she didn’t even pay attention to me. Not only did she not pay attention to me, she also didn’t stop others from chasing me? Fortunately, I was so good to her in the past. She fed all the delicious food to the jackals, tigers and leopards!”
Han Changmu was silent for a moment.
Thinking of Yao Yao's many abnormal behaviors, he pursed his lips and said nothing.
Naturally, these anomalies cannot be told to Han Changyun. He is shallow-minded and can't hide secrets.
Jin Yu was also frightened when he heard this. He didn't believe that such a smooth and accommodating girl would pretend not to know Han Changyun and let others kill her.
Han Changmu glanced at Jin Yu, and the movements of his hands had reached a critical moment. He pursed his lips and asked again: "Xiao Qi, you should eat less!"
Han Changyun didn't notice Han Changmu's fleeting glance. Hearing his words, he touched his chin and said unconvinced, "But some people say that my chin is so sharp that it can poke holes in my breasts."
"..." Han Changmu was dumbfounded and wanted to ask who said such shameless words? It's just that he has always behaved well, so he couldn't ask such a shameless question.
Han Changmu was too shameless, but Han Changyun regarded his face as dirt, looking like a scoundrel, and slowly groped his chin with his fingers: "Is it because I have lost weight and am not as handsome as before, and A Yao doesn't recognize me anymore?" "
"..." Han Changmu was speechless.
"..." Jin Yu felt a chill, her hand shook, and the sharp blade deviated from the direction of Han Changyun's calf wound.
"Killed!" Han Changyun screamed. He lowered his head and saw that his calf was bloody and bloody. The arrow stuck in the flesh had been pulled out, and there were still bloody fragments hanging on the tip of the hooked arrow. Meat.
Han Changyun's face was pale, and cold sweat suddenly soaked his clothes. He was shivering in pain, but his ankle was held tightly by Han Changmu and he could not move at all.
He gasped in pain: "Brother, I, it hurts, it hurts!"
Han Changmu shook his head indifferently. Prince Han's family was prosperous, but he had never even seen some of his concubines.
But all of the adult concubines he remembered were like Han Changyun. They were raised delicate and could not endure hardships, and they had never fought on the battlefield.
The power, reputation and future of Prince Han's Mansion depend on the Han Family Army and the battlefield. If all the children of the Han Family are greedy for life and afraid of death, in the long run, there will be no need for the saint to attack the Han Family Army. The Han Family Army and even Prince Han's Mansion itself will fall apart.
Thinking of this, he felt even more painful, and his hands unconsciously pressed harder.
Han Changyun hissed. Just as he was about to curse, he looked up at Han Changmu's cold face. His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly became honest. He just said He gasped, turning his head and not daring to take another look.
After a moment of silence, Han Changmu asked quietly: "Have you seen the other person? Is there anything different about him?"
Han Changyun's attention immediately changed direction, and he thought hard for a while: "The man covered himself very well, and then he showed a pair of eyes. He looked a little, a little familiar. He couldn't remember where he had seen him before."
Han Changmu's eyebrows twitched and he asked eagerly: "Think about it carefully, where have you seen it before?"
Han Changyun tilted his head and muttered to himself, "Is it her? She's not the right age. Looking at her eyes, she's clearly an old woman in her sixties or seventies."
Han Changmu's heart moved, and he said coldly: "Is it someone from the former palace?" He thought for a moment, then asked tentatively: "Is it someone from the concubine's side?"
"Yes, that's right!" Han Changyun's mind was shocked, as if struck by thunder, and he stuttered in shock: "Yes, I remembered that it was Fu Xiang, the medical girl who used to be by my mother's side. Later, my mother gave birth to a baby. My sister had a difficult childbirth, and everyone around the mother and concubine was dismissed because of poor service, so the fragrance is no longer in the house!" He recalled it for a moment, nodded heavily and said, "Yes, that's her, although she looks a little older. , but those eyes are exactly the same, their gaze is as cold as a poisonous snake, it makes me scared even just looking at it!"
Hearing this, Han Changmu didn't change his color like Han Changyun. Instead, he showed a real expression, rubbed his wrist, and said slowly: "Actually, I have seen Fuxiang in Beijing."
Han Changyun completely forgot that he was still treating the arrow wound and slapped his thigh hard. Severe pain hit him. He said "Ouch" and jerked his leg. He grinned in pain and said, "It's really her! She is really here." ? How did she get to Yuhua Mountain?!"
"Don't move!" Han Changmu hurriedly pressed Han Changyun's ankle hard and said with an expressionless expression: "She has amazing medical skills. She can't find a place in any noble family."
Jin Yu lowered his head, pursed his lips into a straight line, and the faint smile disappeared at the corners of his lips.
The movements of his hands were extremely neat, and the bandage was also done properly.
They were all born from fighting on the battlefield, and those who often walked in mountains of corpses and seas of blood, none of them were covered in bruises and bruises as if they had been patched.
They may not be able to cure illnesses, but they are all experts at healing wounds.
Jin Yu followed Han Changmu and became a good doctor after a long period of injury.
The pain in Han Changyun's leg gradually subsided. He seemed to have thought of something. He tilted his head and said thoughtfully, "That's true. She has to eat, but why does A Yao want to meet her? Have they known each other before?"
Han Changmu shook his head in confusion, thinking about the first time he saw Fu Xiang in Prince An's Mansion, he was filled with doubts.
Yao Yao clearly didn't know Fu Xiang at that time, so how could he meet Fu Xiang in private now.
What would they say when they met in private?
Han Changmu could now confirm that this fragrance belonged to Xie Liangzhan.
But as for Yao Yao, Yao Yao will definitely not be Xie Liangzhan's person.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be such twists and turns later.
He thought of Yao Yao's abnormality these days, and the originally unbelievable possibility became more and more true.
He suppressed his thoughts and said, "Since this matter involves people under my command, I will naturally investigate it carefully. You can just pretend that you don't know about it."
Han Changyun frowned, with a look of reluctance on his face: "But I'm hurt, I have to ask that stinky girl for an explanation!"
"What do you want to say!" Han Changmu's eyes widened: "You are not as good as others, why are you asking for humiliation?"
"..." Han Changyun was speechless, and shouted with a desperate struggle: "Brother, I am your biological brother, okay?"
"So don't embarrass yourself!" Han Changmu said indifferently and calmly, with an unmistakable coldness in his words.
Han Changyun shrank his neck and muttered unconvincedly: "It would be a shame not to go to the hospital."
"..." Han Changmu asked calmly: "What did you say?"
"No, I didn't say anything." Han Changyun shook his head in anger and did not dare to speak, and tried his best to tighten his mouth.
Jin Yu smiled, tied up the white cotton cloth, and said gently: "Okay, Master Qi, give it a try."
"That's good!" Han Changyun looked at his calf wrapped like a rice dumpling in disbelief. The white cotton cloth was clean, without any blood leaking out. The pulled out arrow was thrown aside bloody, which was particularly strange. shocking.
Jin Yu nodded with a smile: "Okay, but the wound is a bit deep. Master Qi must not ride a horse these days. He must take good care of himself."
Han Changyun looked at the minced meat hanging on the tip of the arrow with trepidation, and was about to cry without tears: "If I cut out such a big piece of meat, will I be disabled?"
"..." Jin Yu laughed dumbly: "How could it be possible? Master Qi is overthinking."
Han Changyun breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and hugged Han Changmu's thigh, and howled: "Brother, I want to drink big bone soup!"
"..." Han Changmu said calmly: "I think you should drink pig brain flower soup."
Han Changyun looked confused: "Why?"
"Eat whatever you need to nourish yourself." Han Changmu said calmly.
"..." Han Changyun choked and burped.
He is not stupid, he is not stupid, whoever says he is stupid has a pig brain!
Han Changmu glanced at Han Changyun's green and white face, but still couldn't bear it. He calmly ordered Jin Yu: "Go and burn these things, arrows." He thought for a moment, picked up the arrows and inspected them carefully.
This is the most common arrow, which can be made by any iron shop. There is no mark on it.
pair found
The origins of those who were chasing Han Changyun didn't make any difference.
He handed the arrow to Jin Yu: "Find a safe place to throw the arrow away. Burn everything else stained with blood, as well as Xiao Qi's clothes."
Jin Yu responded and took out the arrows and blood-stained cotton clothes.
Seeing Jin Yu go out, Han Changmu opened the purple gold and copper incense burner on the high table, put out the incense inside, and opened the window to spread the fragrance.
Only then did Han Changyun feel the severe pain in his leg, which came like a wave in waves. The pain made him sweat and moan.
Han Changmu squinted his eyes, turned his head and was about to speak when he heard a burst of noise coming from the yard.
He stood in front of the window and looked up, and saw Jin Yu walking in with an anxious look on his face, followed by seven or eight men wearing soft armor and carrying Mo Dao at their waists.
Han Changmu's eyes narrowed, and he turned around and urgently ordered Han Changyun: "Put on your leather boots quickly. No matter how severe the pain is, you can endure it!"
Han Changyun didn't know what was going on, but when he saw a large shadow cast on the door, and the sound of "clatter, clatter, clatter" of metal connoting a chilling meaning, his mind froze, and he put on his leather boots without asking any more questions.
He had just put on his round-necked robe and was fastening his belt when Jin Yu had already led someone to the door.
"Sir, someone from the Yulin Army is here. They say that an assassin sneaked into the King of Han Dynasty today and escaped after being injured. They are going to search every house." Jin Yu stood at the door with an expression on his face and looked at Han Changmu and Han Changyun cautiously. .
Han Changmu nodded calmly: "Come in."
The one who came was An Qing, the general bannerman of the Yulin Army. He had dealt with Han Changmu during the siege of Qingyun Village and was considered an old acquaintance.
Entering the room, An Qing looked around, his eyes fixed on Han Changmu and Han Changyun, and then he saluted as usual and said, "I've met Mr. Secretary."
