After Yuan Lu woke up, he felt warm in his heart when he saw Ling Zhouyang sleeping beside his bed, but when he saw her white lips, he began to worry.
He stood up and carefully helped Ling Zhouyang to lie down on the bed.
Logically speaking, it was not good for a girl to sleep in his bed, but seeing how weak Sister Lingzhou was, he couldn't care less.
Sun Lang walked in with the support of the little guard, "Yuanlu, you're awake. Why are you sweating so much?"
Yuan Lu shook his head and said softly: "Shh, sister Lingzhou is sleeping. She may also be injured and very weak."
Sun Lang lowered his voice, "She is also injured? Let's go out and talk. Ning Tou'er and the others are going to trace the whereabouts of the gold."
The three of them quietly left the room.
After leaving the door, Yuan Lu asked: "When did Sister Lingzhou come? How long have you been with me?"
The little guard replied: "It's been about half an hour. As soon as I heard that you were injured, I came over in a hurry."
Sun Lang asked again: "Then what happened to her injury?"
It was too chaotic last night and they couldn't take care of everyone.
"Mr. Qian said it was caused by internal force backlash, and thick smoke entered his throat, so it's a little more serious. If you rest more, you'll be fine."
Yuan Lu and Sun Lang nodded. Since it was nothing serious, they should go about their own business.
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After Qian Zhao came back from doing things, he learned from Yuan Lu that Ling Zhouyang was resting in his room, so Qian Zhao pushed all other matters to Ning Yuanzhou, and then stayed by Ling Zhouyang's bed, not daring to take a step leave.
After sleeping for most of the day, Ling Zhouyang slowly woke up.
The first time she saw Qian Zhao, Lingzhouyang's first words started to act like a baby, "Qian Zhaozhao, my throat hurts~"
Although her voice is a bit hoarse, it doesn't stop her from acting like a baby.
Qian Zhao helped Ling Zhouyang up, put a pillow on her, and said, "You have inhaled too much smoke. I have asked someone to make some medicine for you. It is still warm and you can drink it."
Ling Zhouyang looked at the bowl of pitch black medicine with fear.
Ling Zhouyang resisted a little, "Can I not drink it?"
Qian Zhao shook his head, "No, you must drink, otherwise your throat will not heal."
Ling Zhouyang could swear to God that she hated taking medicine the most in her life.
"I bought you some candied fruits, so you won't feel bitter after eating them." Qian Zhao took out a bag of candied fruits from his arms and coaxed Ling Zhouyang in a soft voice.
Qian Zhao has done this, and Ling Zhouyang has to drink even if he doesn't want to.
After drinking the medicine, Ling Zhouyang remembered to ask about business.
"By the way, what happened to last night's fire, bandits' robbery of gold, and your Highness's injury?"
Qian Zhao put down the medicine bowl with a heavy look on his face.
"Yesterday, Your Highness brought back a guard she knew well in the palace. The guard said that he happened to be on an official business trip, and he happened to be on leave. He also happened to be called to Hexian County from Yuanzhou."
"His Highness trusted him very much. I didn't expect that he would join forces with the bandits to set fire to the inn. Not only did they steal the gold, but they also hijacked His Highness."
"But His Highness was not injured, he was just... overly sad because he was betrayed."
Ling Zhouyang shook her head and nodded while listening. Qian Zhao didn't even understand what she meant.
"Why are you shaking your head and nodding?"
Ling Zhouyang smiled and said: "I just think your Highness is quite interesting. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? It's just one coincidence after another."
In a palace with high walls, a woman is familiar with the guards, and she knows why without even thinking about it.
Although Qian Zhao didn't say it clearly, she guessed that the familiar little guard was clearly her young lover who was committed to her.
Qian Zhao: "Your Highness has a pure heart and doesn't understand all these twists and turns."
"I can see it, but if your Highness had such a temper, he would have been eaten to pieces in the Chu State Palace." She was tired of seeing the darkness and intrigue in the Chu State Palace.
Either you die and I live or I die and you live, it depends on who is more skilled and who is more ruthless.
Qian Zhao: "People always have to grow up slowly."
Ling Zhouyang chuckled and said: "You're right, no one can do everything right from birth. Shouldn't you still have something to be busy with? You don't have to stay with me anymore. I'm much better already."
She didn't have the treatment to grow up slowly, and suddenly she felt a little sorry for herself.
"I still want to stay with you." Qian Zhao was reluctant to leave. He was worried about Ling Zhouyang.
Ling Zhouyang was a little helpless, "I'm really fine. You can't just leave everything to Ning Yuanzhou and the others. You are our companions."
Qian Zhao couldn't defeat Ling Zhouyang, and only after he sent her back to the room himself did he continue to do his business.
Ling Zhouyang sat in the room for a while and found that she was quite energetic and not so weak anymore.
"How about going to see their Highness? I've been in the mission for so long, and I still haven't gotten to know her well."
Ling Zhouyang just does whatever comes to mind.
She walked to the door of Yang Ying's room, where two chamberlains were guarding the door.
Ling Zhouyang asked: "How is your highness?"
Although Ling Zhouyang was not a member of the mission, the two chamberlains also knew the people in the mission that they could talk to, and they had a good relationship with her, especially Mr. Qian.
The chamberlain replied cautiously: "Your Highness is still asleep and has not woken up."
Ling Zhouyang nodded, "Let me go in and see her."
I don't know if His Highness has really fallen asleep, or if he is unwilling to face the fact of being betrayed.
Hearing this, the waiter opened the door.
Everyone in the mission knew that Ling Zhouyang was a traveling doctor, and his medical skills seemed to be better than those of Master Qian, so they had no reason not to let others see him.
After Ling Zhouyang entered the room, she looked across the screen and saw Yang Ying lying on the bed.
She stepped forward and took out Yang Ying's hand and felt her pulse.
"It's true that I was overly sad. I thought I didn't dare to wake up."
Ling Zhouyang sighed softly and murmured: "Being trapped by love at such a young age is pitiful and pitiful."
When saying this, Ling Zhouyang might have forgotten that she was just a little girl under twenty.
Looking at Yang Ying's frown, Ling Zhouyang reached out and gently smoothed her eyebrows.
"Sleep, sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up."
Ren Ruyi's voice came from behind Ling Zhouyang, "I say I don't want to deal with them, but I'm very honest in my heart."
Ling Zhouyang turned around and smiled, "Ren Ruyi, this is the second time. Can you let me listen first next time?"
"Can't you hear the sound of the door opening?" Ren Ruyi was stunned, and then asked: "No, why do you look so bad?"
"It's a small matter, but... why did you dress up all of a sudden?" Ling Zhouyang circled around Ren Ruyi, very confused.
Ren Ruyi pointed at Yang Ying and said, "The envoy from Anguo wants to see His Highness. See how she looks like this."
Ling Zhou made a sound, and asked with a clear understanding, "So what is your current identity?"
Ren Ruyi raised her lips and said, "Princess Dawu Huyang."
Ling Zhouyang clapped her hands and applauded, "You are still great, but since the Anguo people are coming to visit, I am not suitable here, so I will go back first."
Ren Ruyi stretched out her hand to stop Ling Zhouyang and said softly: "What are you going to do when you go back? Stay here in case someone comes and wants to diagnose His Highness's pulse."
