It's late at night and there's no one around
Gu Qi looked back and saw Yuan Zhe standing not far away, holding a bow and arrow.
She ran as hard as she could, but couldn't get out of the distance where he could shoot...
"ah!"
Gu Qi exclaimed and sat up suddenly!
There were bursts of pain in his chest, as if the arrow had penetrated his body.
When he was still in shock, a person rushed over to him, his ear was close to his chest, and he heard a dull voice: "It's okay, it's over."
The eunuch came in and said softly: "Your Highness, the imperial doctor is here."
"Your Highness?"
Gu Qi was shocked and pushed him away.
Yuan Zhe's face appeared in front of him, but the death of the man in black kept flashing in his mind, making Gu Qi retching uncontrollably.
"Physician Xu, come and take a look." Seeing this, Yuan Zhe hurriedly made room for the physician to come and check.
"Master Pei..."
"Thank you! I'm fine!"
Gu Qi stopped Doctor Xu's words and moved a little further into the bed.
Doctor Xu looked at Yuan Zhe helplessly: "Your Highness, this..."
Yuan Zhe sighed and waved his hand: "That's all, please step back first."
The imperial physician left the room with the medicine box.
Yuan Zhe sat by the bed again, looking at the shivering Gu Qi, not knowing what to do.
Because he shot her last night, he was still uneasy. After leaving the court, he went straight to the Hanlin Academy, but he didn't expect that the injury was so serious.
Yuan Zhe regretted a little, blaming himself for being reckless.
"Your Highness, why don't you let Dr. Yan take a look?" Rong Di asked quietly.
Yuan Zhe looked at Rong Di and nodded: "Go prepare the carriage."
Everyone around had dispersed, and there were only two people left in the room, but it was still eerily quiet.
Gu Qi felt that Yuan Zhe was staring at her, but she still didn't dare to look up.
Yuan Zhe took a deep breath and said softly: "Sorry, I accidentally injured you last night. Let me see your injury."
He reached out his hand, hooked it up to the corner of Gu Qi's clothes, and tugged lightly.
This voice sounds too good to be true!
Gu Qi's heart palpitated, and his body moved outward involuntarily.
Yuan Zhe smiled happily and raised his hand to lift off the gauze, but finally gave up: "I'll take you to Dr. Yan later."
After a while, Rong Di ran over and said that the carriage was ready.
The two of them waited outside the door for Gu Qi to change clothes, and then took the car to Liu Mansion together.
Rong Di helped Gu Qi to the bedside and sat down: "Doctor Yan, how is he?"
Yan Churong took off the gauze on his face, and everyone around him showed surprised expressions.
Yan Churong suppressed his anger and said coldly: "The injury on the face is not a problem,"
Then he opened Gu Qi's eyes and looked at him: "He seems to have a shock syndrome and needs to be nursed back to health."
Hearing this, Rong Di showed anger and roared: "The thief deserves to die, he went to the Hanlin Academy!"
Yuan Zhe coughed twice in embarrassment and said: "In that case, let him stay in Liu Mansion for a while so that he can recuperate and recuperate. Doctor Yan, I hope he will be taken care of. I will go back first."
Yan Churong stood up and bowed slightly towards Yuan Zhe: "Your Highness, walk slowly."
After everyone left, Yan Churong closed the door and asked softly: "How did you get injured?"
"Yuanzhe, you want to kill me." Gu Qi looked straight ahead, his palms clenched with sweat.
"Kill you?" Yan Churong was a little surprised, then shook his head: "No, if he wanted to kill you, you would have died yesterday."
Gu Qi closed her eyes and calmed down: "I met a scapegoat."
Yan Churong handed over a bowl of warm water, and Gu Qi moistened her dry throat and began to recall what happened last night.
Suddenly, I realized that the voice of the man in black sounded familiar.
"So, it was you who broke into the imperial study room last night?"
Gu Qi looked at Yan Churong and nodded.
"Then wouldn't he..."
"Shh!" Yan Churong was about to say something, but Gu Qi heard footsteps and interrupted him.
Hearing the knock on the door, Yan Churong stood up and opened the door, and saw that the person who came was Miss Liu Mansion.
"Doctor Yan."
"Miss Liu." Yan Churong returned the gift and brought her in.
With the help of the maid, Miss Liu entered the room, her eyes always fixed on Gu Qi on the bed: "Is Mr. Pei's injury feeling better?"
Gu Qi sat on the bed and covered the injured area with one hand: "Thank you, Miss Liu, for caring about me. It's no longer a serious problem. I'm a late student who looks terrible. It's really rude. Miss Liu shouldn't be here."
"I was the one who was abrupt." Miss Liu frowned slightly and pointed forward with her slender finger. The maid understood and put the things on the table.
"I brought some supplements. I will let Dr. Yan check them later to see if there is anything I can eat to replenish my body."
"Thank you, Miss Liu." Gu Qi responded lightly.
"Ning'er is here too." As he spoke, Liu Jigang also rushed over.
"Father." Miss Liu saluted, and then said to Liu Jigang: "I just came here to give some supplements to Mr. Pei, and I am about to leave now."
"Yes, I'm interested." Liu Jigang put his hands behind his back and watched Miss Liu leave.
He did not approach, but stood at the door and looked at Yan Churong: "Doctor Yan, how is Master Pei?"
"The injury on his face is not a problem, but he seems to have a shock syndrome and needs to be nursed back to health." Yan Churong turned around and wanted to pour tea, but Liu Jigang refused.
"In this case, Mr. Pei will stay in Liu Mansion for a while, and then return to the Hanlin Academy after he recovers."
Gu Qi sat beside the bed and saluted: "Thank you, Master Liu."
Liu Jigang nodded, turned and left.
Gu Qi looked at the direction of the door in confusion. Maybe it was his own misunderstanding. He always felt that Liu Jigang was quite defensive of him.
For more than half a month after that, Gu Qi stayed in the Liu Mansion. In addition to Yan Churong taking pulse and decoction every day, the Liu family lady would also often send some supplements. My body is gradually recovering, and the injuries on my face are almost healed, but I still have lingering fears when I think of that night.
"Otherwise, I'll go and tell Han Zizheng to change you back." At dawn, Yan Churong walked in with a bowl of dark soup.
Gu Qi picked up the medicine bowl, held her breath and swallowed it. She quickly took the candied fruit from Yan Churong. After the bitter taste in her mouth dissipated, she slowly said, "What's the point of going back now? It's a shame to go back."
"Isn't it okay to hand over your life here?"
Gu Qi rubbed her eyes, not wanting to continue this topic.
"Mr. Pei!" A clear voice sounded along with the knock on the door.
Opening the door, it turned out to be Xiaocui, the maid next to Miss Liu.
"Mr. Pei, the weather is nice today. My lady invites you and Dr. Yan to go to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city to relax."
Gu Qi turned to ask Yan Churong's opinion.
Yan Churong nodded: "It's okay. I've been bored for the past few days, and now I'm probably better. Going out for a walk is good for your health."
"Then I'll call the boy at the door and ask him to prepare the carriage for the two young masters!"
Seeing Xiaocui running away in a hurry, he couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Yan Churong came over and asked.
"It's okay." Gu Qi put away his smile and looked directly into Yan Churong's eyes: "Look, it's not that bad. We're really in the realm of life and death, let's talk about going back."
Yan Churong sighed: "I'm going to change clothes, wait for me for a while." He turned around and took the medicine bowl back to his room.
Gu Qi and Yan Churong sat on the carriage and left the city.
Gu Qi opened the curtain and saw many people surrounding the city gate, talking noisily.
"What are they looking at?"
Yan Churong glanced in the direction and said, "It should be about the assassin in the uterus in the front line."
"parking."
The boy outside asked, "What are your orders, Mr. Pei?"
"Help me go see what's on that notice."
"good."
After a while, the boy ran back and handed over a piece of paper: "It was said that there was an assassin in the palace some time ago. He was actually an enemy spy and was shot dead on the spot by the prince of Zhenguo."
The boy got into the carriage and continued on his way.
Gu Qi unfolded the paper in the car, and Yan Churong came over.
"No wonder."
"What?"
Gu Qi pointed at the portrait and whispered: "That night when the man in black held me hostage and started talking, I felt familiar, but I couldn't remember it. Until I saw this portrait, it turned out to be the person who came in when you were looking for me that day. The little guard who delivers the message from the Hanlin Academy!"
Yan Churong looked at the portrait, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "This guard is somewhat similar to you."
"Really?" Gu Qi took a closer look and recalled the scene when she saw him.
The body shape, facial features, and eyes were so similar to mine that if the face were covered, it would be enough to look real.
"Oh, this is fate. If my plan had been more thorough that day, I wouldn't have harmed others."
Yan Churong took out the paper, balled it up and threw it out: "Don't think about what has happened."
"Uu——"
"Mr. Pei! Doctor Yan!" Xiaocui ran over and said, "Everyone is at the pavilion, come with me!"
"Everyone?" We got out of the car and walked behind Xiao Cui.
"Yes, His Royal Highness King Zhe and General Rong arrived early, as well as the ladies from the Song family and Li family, ah! There are also the young masters from General Zhao's family and the oiran from Xunfang Pavilion, they are all at the pavilion!"
"Haha, you girl, you are very articulate." Yan Churong said with a smile beside him.
Rong Di stood in front of the pavilion railing, pointed at the figure not far away and said: "They are here."
When Gu Qi and Yan Churong arrived at the pavilion, everyone stood up one after another. After everyone bowed and exchanged greetings, they sat down.
"Xiang Ning, who are these two young masters?" asked a woman in yellow and green clothes.
Gu Qi looked at Miss Liu's family. It turned out that Liu Jigang's daughter was named Liu Xiangning.
"Your Highness." Liu Xiangning stood up and called Yuan Zhe.
"Now that we are here, Miss Liu is our host. Please introduce me so that everyone can get acquainted with her." Yuan Zhe sat in front of the stone table and took a sip of tea.
"Yes." Liu Xiangning introduced them one by one: "This is General Rong Di Rong, this is Zhao Dexun, the son of Dutong Zhao's family, this is Song Qingyao, the lady of Song Dynasty's Shangshu family, and this is the lady of Li Tong's family. Li Muhe, this is Feng Chuxian, the oiran of Jinxiang Pavilion."
"She is known as 'Feng Niang', and her embroidery skills are so exquisite that they are hard to come by!" When it was the oiran's turn to stand up and salute, Rong Di started to praise her.
Feng Chuxian smiled politely: "The general is so complimentary."
Gu Qi looked at these girls one after another. He didn't expect that Song Lian, with his wretched appearance, would have such a beautiful daughter. Song Qingyao is the smallest among these women, and she must not be very old. Her black hair is scattered randomly on the yellow and green dress, making her look particularly smart.
Feng Chuxian was dressed in red, with a red veil hanging on her face. Only her eyes were exposed. There seemed to be endless tenderness and charm hidden in those eyes, which was unforgettable.
Li Muhe wore a light blue flowing skirt, and her makeup was light and elegant. Although she did not wear any gorgeous accessories, she always exuded a sense of luxury, and she was worthy of being a lady.
As he was watching, his sight was suddenly blocked by a person's body.
Looking up, it turned out that Liu Xiangning had come around. For some reason, her eyes were a little more...angry?
"This is Dr. Yan Churong," Liu Xiangning jumped over Gu Qi and introduced Yan Churong.
Finally, he returned to Gu Qi and his tone became colder: "This is Mr. Pei from Zezhou, Pei Qihuan."
Gu Qi stood up and saluted, then looked at Liu Xiangning beside her.
Liu Xiangning pouted and returned to her seat.
"Are you Pei Qihuan who came back with my father?"
"Exactly."
Song Qingyao stood up and walked over, standing opposite Pei Qihuan.
Suddenly, she raised her hand to lift off the gauze on Gu Qi's face.
"Qingyao!" Yuan Zhe scolded, and Qingyao was so frightened that she ran behind Rong Di, sticking out her little head and not daring to speak.
"Qingyao, sir, you were injured before. Don't make mistakes." Rong Di pulled Song Qingyao out from behind and brought her to Gu Qi: "Quickly apologize to sir."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Gu Qi waved her hand sheepishly. Then she made a gesture of invitation, and Song Qingyao puffed her lips and sat back calmly.
"Why don't we men go horse racing and let the women chat here." Zhao Dexun, who had been leaning against the pillar and said nothing, slowly spoke.
"Very good, very good." Gu Qi smiled awkwardly.
At this time, she didn't want to be the focus of everyone, so it was better to stay away from these girls.
Several people got up and left the pavilion.
"Your body might ride a horse?"
Gu Qi looked at Yuan Zhe and said with a smile: "It's okay, the injury is almost healed, but Doctor Yan said that the scars on the face still need to be treated carefully, so he wrapped them in gauze."
Yuan Zhe's eyes were always looking at the gauze on Gu Qi's face: "That's the truth. You are so handsome. If you have a long scar, it would be my fault."
"Your Highness, where are you? It's not my daughter's house, so you won't be so squeamish."
"Rong Di, do you dare to compete?" Zhao Dexun casually led a big black horse and shouted to Rong Di.
Rong Di led a brown horse and said with a smile: "It's a competition. If you lose, you have to toast me three cups at the banquet tonight!"
"Win first and then let me talk!"
The two mounted their horses and drove away.
The three of them also got on their horses one after another and moved forward slowly.
Yuan Zhe and Gu Qi were side by side, with Yan Churong following behind.
"What happened that day was my fault, and I haven't formally apologized to you yet."
"It's because I have so little experience that I was intimidated by that kind of battle. Your Highness, don't worry about it, I'm fine."
"When I saw you today, your face looked a little rosy, and you seemed to be in good condition."
Gu Qi lowered his head and smiled.
Rong Di ran back to Gu Qi on horseback and said, "Sir, it's a rare trip out for fun. Do you want to go horse racing?"
Gu Qi, a martial arts practitioner, was already a bit itchy. The thought of being able to ride a horse and run wildly made him excited.
She straightened her back, grinned and said, "Okay!"
Yan Churong warned from behind: "Pay attention to safety."
Seeing how happy Gu Qi was, Yuan Zhe couldn't help but smile: "In that case, I will also participate!"
A group of people roared and raced horses around the farm...
