For a whole day, Ying Niang did not leave Luhua Hall again.
Her wrist was bandaged by a female doctor and the bleeding stopped, but Ying Niang would always think of Dongxue.
Ying Niang was leaning on the bedside. She had taken off the commonly used silk ribbon and placed it next to the pillow. The night was already very dark.
When Wei Yanshan came, Princess Youzhou sat quietly on the bedside. When she heard him coming, she glanced in his direction with an expression of indifference, treating him as nothing, but her cheeks were shockingly crimson and her lips were so red. It was thicker than peony. Perhaps it was because she was about to go to bed, and Princess Youzhou's long hair fell down.
The black temples and thick cheeks are as beautiful as flowers.
"The female doctor said you have a fever?" Wei Yanshan asked the people in the room to get out. He walked to the bed and observed her carefully.
"Your majestic princess, are you going to refuse medicine for a lowly maid?" Wei Yanshan sat down with a mocking tone. He took the medicine bowl and found that there was no shortage of medicine in it.
Princess Youzhou just looked at him in dismay. She lowered her eyes, the ends of her eyes were burning crimson due to the high fever. She suddenly stretched out her hand to knock over the medicine bowl in Duke Wei's hand.
Wei Yanshan held down Princess Youzhou's left hand, and then looked at her right hand wrapped in gauze. The two were very close. Wei Yanshan looked at Princess Youzhou's cheeks that were flushed due to high fever, and seemed to smell her fragrance. .
Wei Yanshan scooped out half a spoonful of the concoction with a medicine spoon.
Princess Youzhou's left hand was held down by him, and she could not move her right hand for the time being. Wei Yanshan noticed her resistance and disgust, and said slowly: "Princess, it is better to be obedient, so that you can suffer less."
Princess Youzhou seemed to have listened to his words, and slowly moved towards him. He couldn't help but focus on her, watching her approach, her long eyelashes lowered, and some of her long hair falling on him. On the back of his hand, when he lowered his head, his lips were red, as if he was about to drink medicine, and he leaned down.
The fragrance of Princess Youzhou came faintly, making Wei Yanshan lose his mind for a moment. At this moment, the crimson lips opened slightly, but there was a cold light flashing inside. Princess Youzhou raised her head lightly, and moved across the water as fast as a dragonfly. His neck.
The medicine bowl clattered to the ground.
Wei Yanshan suddenly grabbed Princess Youzhou's neck. He pressed her and pressed her into the thin golden gauze quilt. His handsome face twisted for a moment, but his other hand reached into Princess Youzhou's mouth, and gently Thin threads of blood flowed from the corner of Princess Youzhou's lips to her snow-white chin, her neck, and onto Wei Yanshan's tiger's mouth.
Wei Yanshan expressionlessly took out the hurtful weapon from Princess Youzhou's mouth with two fingers.
A small, triangular, sharp shard of porcelain.
Wei Yanshan lowered his left hand and pressed down on Princess Youzhou's trachea, forcing her to open her mouth to breathe.
He leaned over and found that the inside of Princess Youzhou's lips had been stabbed with a triangular piece of porcelain and was bloody and bloody. No wonder she hadn't said a word since he came in.
Wei Yanshan slowly sat up and felt the stinging pain in his neck.
The maid who heard the commotion in the house also broke in, and was horrified to find a terrible wound on the Duke's neck, with blood oozing out.
Chapter 303
Late at night, bright candles were lit in the Luhua Hall, illuminating the peonies everywhere in the courtyard. When the wind blew, the branches rustled.
The announcement room in the back hall was filled with the smell of blood. The window lattice that usually reflected the dancing shadows of the trees had been completely opened. The burnt bone peonies in front of the window were still blooming warmly and with fragrant red and purple colors.
Wei Yanshan was sitting on a chair, with his head slightly raised and his Adam's apple twitching slightly. The doctor woman applied powder to stop bleeding on him. The doctor woman fearfully used a small silver spoon to light the wound on the Duke's neck with Qilinjie. It was a semi-arc-shaped, thin, deep wound that stretched from the right side to the left side. Because it was in a special position on the neck, the wound looked so dangerous. If it had been any deeper, my life would have been lost.
When the doctor was treating the wound, she saw that the Duke's hand on the armchair suddenly tightened and blue veins appeared.
Her hands couldn't help but tremble. Qilinjie had always been a sacred object to stop bleeding, but on the contrary, it had an unusually stimulating and painful feeling on wounds.
Drops of blood fell on the hem of the Duke's dark blue robe, which was covered with dark blood stains. Wei Yanshan opened his eyes and glanced at the panicked female doctor: "Get out of here."
"Yes." The female doctor did not dare to say anything, nor did she dare to look at the other injured nobleman in the room. She placed the silver spoon on the brocade handkerchief and bowed away.
The door was gently closed.
Wei Yanshan glanced at the bronze mirror not far away, and saw a long and thin scar across his neck. Wei Yanshan can still think of the sharp porcelain cutting through his skin like the tip of a knife. If it hadn't been He leaned back just in time, with unpredictable consequences.
Wei Yanshan lowered his head and wiped the blood from the tiger's mouth, then looked at Princess Youzhou who was sitting by the bed. After hurting someone, she didn't panic at all and just looked on with cold eyes.
Instead, he looked like a hurtful executioner.
Wei Yanshan put his fingers on his forehead and suddenly laughed.
He never expected that he would be hurt twice by the same woman, Zhou Xu's woman.
Zhou Xu’s woman…
When Wei Yanshan thought of this, the wound on his neck instantly twitched as if it was being burned by fire. After a while, Wei Yanshan took Qilin and sat down next to Princess Youzhou.
He pinched her chin and asked her to look at him.
Ying Niang didn't like this action very much. She raised her eyes and looked at the still alive Duke Wei. She only felt the disappointment and hatred that she couldn't kill him. She stretched out her hand to pry away the hand that clamped her chin, but she couldn't loosen it at all.
Wei Yanshan raised Princess Youzhou's chin and used two fingers to force her to open her mouth, and strands of blood snaked down from her mouth again.
She noticed that the hand that slapped the back of his hand was surprisingly hot. It was obvious that Princess Youzhou's fever had not subsided.
Wei Yanshan put a silver spoon dipped in kirin powder into Princess Youzhou's mouth, and slowly smeared the inner wall of her mouth. He clearly felt that Princess Youzhou's breathing paused for a moment, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, her teeth were chattering, and she was wincing in severe pain. Curved eyebrows.
Of course Wei Yanshan knew how painful Qilin Jie was, but Princess Youzhou brought all this pain on herself.
"Is the princess doing the same in front of Zhou Youzhou? She hurts others and hurts herself." After Wei Yanshan finished applying the medicine, he placed the silver spoon in the wooden box.
There were fine bloodshot eyes between Ying Niang's lips and teeth, and she tasted the bitter medicinal taste on her tongue. She wiped away the bloodshot eyes with her sleeves. She closed her eyes slightly. The high fever made her feel dizzy. She sarcastically said: "Of course not. , but when you meet someone you hate, of course you want to get rid of him as soon as possible."
Wei Yanshan looked at the red fingermarks he had made on Princess Youzhou's snowy neck, which were about two fingers wide. Most of them were covered by the hanging clouds of hair. The candlelight was dim, and the red marks were looming.
Wei Yanshan said: "It sounds like the princess has a deep love for Zhou Youzhou and his wife."
"What do you have to do with the Duke?" Yingniang said in disgust.
Wei Yanshan looked at Princess Youzhou's crimson cheeks, and when he got closer, he could feel her own high fever.
"The prince respects himself." Yingniang opened her eyes and said coldly.
Wei Yanshan held Princess Youzhou's limp hand and continued to approach, with a cold voice: "It's a pity that good things in the world are never solid. No matter how deep the relationship is, if there is suspicion and separation, it will eventually reach the point where we both hate each other."
"What would Zhou Youzhou think if he knew that the princess often stays in the same room with me?"
Ying Niang looked at Wei Guogong and wondered why a person could have the most superior appearance and family background given by God, but his psychology could still be distorted and dark, like a dark abyss, unable to see a trace of the beauty of human nature.
"The sweet words of the past will turn into a thorn in your heart." Wei Yanshan smiled softly in the clear breeze: "Eternal vows? How can it be worth the change of human hearts."
"When Zhou Youzhou suspects you in the future, how will the princess prove herself?" Wei Yanshan.
Ying Niang looked up at him and said calmly: "Why do you have to prove yourself?"
Wei Yanshan was startled.
“If you believe it, you will believe it; if you don’t believe it, you will not believe it.”
"I'm still me."
Ying Niang wiped away the blood that overflowed from her lips. One day, she would not waste any time explaining anything. This is how she is and has never changed.
Wei Yanshan's face was sinister, but his smile suddenly became weird. In just a blink of an eye, Princess Youzhou was pressed into the thin quilt by him again. One hand wandered around her neck, and the other hand clasped it. Princess Youzhou’s two wrists.
Wei Yanshan lowered his head, and his shadow enveloped Princess Youzhou on the bed: "If the rumors between me and the princess are true, how should the princess respond?"
"Then I'll treat it as a dog bite." Ying Niang looked directly at Wei Guogong without hiding, and her tone was calmer than before.
Wei Yanshan's face became gloomy for a moment.
He let go of his hand and stood beside the bed: "It's surprising that the princess thinks like this, but if this really happens, will Zhou Youzhou still love you?"
Ying Niang moved her free wrist, sat upright, remained silent for a moment, and said, "If he has a grudge, I won't force him. Our fate is over, so let's get together and part ways."
This matter is not her fault, and she will not live for love. Even if she encounters misfortune, she will live well. She still has a baby daughter waiting for her.
Wei Yanshan sat back on the chair, looked at the garden outside the window, and said: "That little assassin is actually not dead yet. He is dying and is locked in the cell by me."
Ying Niang's eyelashes trembled suddenly and she looked at Wei Guogong.
Wei Yanshan's smile was wanton and frivolous: "The princess begs me, and I will have her taken out of prison..."
Ying Niang said without thinking: "Then I beg you."
Such a straightforward statement made Wei Yanshan want to laugh, and he did laugh. The scar on his neck was stinging. He smiled and said: "Mrs. Xiao is the princess of Zhenbei. She begs for help for a mere maid. The princess is really letting go." figure."
"But the princess is not worried about me lying to you?" Wei Yanshan said.
"Worry." Yingniang has been deceived once, how could she not be worried that this is another bad scam by Wei Guogong.
"Then the princess still begs?" Wei Guogong asked with great interest.
Under the candlelight, Yingniang said seriously.
"What if what the Duke said is true?"
Chapter 304
Ying Niang looked at Dong Xue lying on the bed, still feeling a little unbelievable. She quickly walked to the bed and reached out to touch her. In the end, she just touched her hot forehead lightly, and then touched her again. mouth and nose, feeling the very fine breath spraying on the back of her hands.
The back that had always been straight relaxed a little. Yingniang looked at the unconscious Dongxue and said to the female doctor next to her: "I also know medical skills, and I will treat the wounds with you."
Dongxue's injuries were very serious. The arrows embedded in her shoulders and calves have not been pulled out yet. Her back seemed to have been rubbed and was dripping with blood. Yingniang's heart was clenched when she saw it.
The female doctors all looked at the Duke who was sitting in the outer hall. Seeing that he had no expression, they made a space for this noble man to come.
I never thought that this noble man actually knew medical skills, and his skill in handling broken arrows even attracted the attention of many female doctors.
It was already the hot farming season in April, and ice cubes had been placed at the four corners of Changdao Palace. Ying Niang was sweating on her forehead because of her nervousness. One arrow shot through Dong Xue's calf, and the other two were shot in The shoulder position is just a little bit away from the heart.
When she returned to Yiyi, she had treated many wounds of wounded soldiers with Li Fan. But when it was Dongxue's turn, Yingniang found herself very nervous. Fortunately, she managed to deal with it in the end.
The abdominal wound that worried her the most was swollen. Ying Niang frowned and could only apply some medicine to remove blood clots on the injured area. During this period, she tried not to let Dong Xue move. After all the wounds were bandaged, Ying Niang She leaned over and listened to Dongxue's heartbeat. Plop, plop, she couldn't help but smile.
She had been away from them for too long, and her memory had been blank for too long. In this strange Luoyang, she suddenly saw Dongxue, which made the days of being imprisoned for these past few months suddenly seem more bright.
The most important thing is that Dongxue is still alive.
This person who accompanied her to Huiyi, Langge, Jiangnan, and Qinghe was still alive. She had been with her for a long time. Yingniang almost cried with joy as she listened to the heartbeat.
Wei Yanshan looked at Princess Youzhou's smile. This was the first time she smiled.
After Ying Niang finished giving Dong Xue the medicine, she wanted to take a few more glances, so she was invited out of the Changdao Palace by the maid beside her.
Changdao Palace is not far from Xiyuan. The palace that Yingniang saw when she left Xiyuan for the first time and went to Fuxian Terrace was Changdao Palace. Yingniang walked absentmindedly, wondering how Dongxue came to Luoyang. Is there anyone else with her? How is her daughter doing in Qinghe? How is Sect Master Zhou and the others doing? She has too many questions to ask, but everything must wait until Dongxue gets better.
The slaves held treasure covers in front of them to block the way from the sun. The sun was beating down fiercely. It was already very hot this summer as soon as it arrived.
Wei Yanshan walked behind Princess Youzhou, the sleeves of his robe were slowly tied, and he was dignified and calm. Wei Erlang, who was waiting on the side, had already seen his father, and naturally noticed the scar on his father's neck. The effect of Qilinjie was very good. In a short time, The cut has condensed into a thin scar.
He had already heard about his father's danger last night.
