Less than half an hour later, Wang Hai came back, and Wen Wu "detoxified".
As soon as Brother Hai explained the situation in a few words, Han You grinned and began to gasp.
It is possible that the biggest secret in the palace was known to the two of them.
Wenwu is not a eunuch, no, it should be said that he is not a complete eunuch.
It can be said that Wenwu perfectly filled the gap between normal men and eunuchs.
The old eunuch's situation was more complicated. He was making meatballs as a homely dish. One of them was cooked, and the other one was ruined.
However, Wenwu is still very powerful. To put it simply, a single clove of garlic is even spicier!
It's true that he was wounded by an arrow.
It's true that I can't be a man. Lifeguards in the Olympics are just for show.
I don’t know if it was a reaction to drinking those poisonous wines or some other reason. Anyway, I became very nervous. Literally, very nervous.
The old eunuch and the emperor were in two rooms. The emperor next to him was unconscious and losing too much blood. As a result, the old eunuch next door fucked him. After he finished, he laughed and danced.
The uninformed people all suspected that the old eunuch was also involved in the assassination of the emperor. As for why he was so happy.
Or maybe the old eunuch was a ruthless person. After he recovered, when he heard that the girl was an assassin, he broke the female assassin's neck without saying a word. He was as ruthless as plucking a bird.
The female assassin died with her eyes closed. No wonder her master said that the emperor was a dog emperor. He was not a dog. He was fucked before death, or was fucked by a eunuch. It was not as good as being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. Canonical punishment.
After satisfying his strong desire for gossip, Han You finally found time to go see the emperor.
The imperial doctor was also brought. At first I thought he was treating the minister of the Ministry of Industry. Everyone yawned, seven were unhappy and eight were unhappy. When they arrived, they found out that the emperor had been assassinated, so he cheered up and fed him. Emperor, two cups of hot water.
In fact, he lost too much blood, and the wound was scary, but it didn't hurt the vital part. It happened that there was a hidden boss in Zhuangzi, Liu Shun, the chief bather in Shuiyunjian. When he saw the emperor pouting and bleeding, he was deeply afraid that this kid would die. When everyone in the villa lost their jobs, he volunteered to stand up and said that he had been a doctor in the army before. It was not that he had been a doctor, but he had been a doctor.
Han You was also very worried, fearing that he would be late when the imperial doctor came, so he asked Liu Shun to do it. He sewed it, stopped the bleeding, and tied it with a bandage. He even forgot to ask Liu Shun if he had washed his hands.
A group of imperial doctors nodded after seeing it. Even if they took action, it was nothing more than that. The sutures were just a bit uneven and crooked.
Next, it depends on Boss Zhou's recovery. As long as the wound does not become inflamed, he will be a good emperor again in eighteen years...and eighteen days.
Lu Baichuan also came back, bringing with him thirty guards in disguise. After arriving, they surrounded the house with water.
Han You sat in front of the bed, worried.
In ancient times, unlike later generations, many soldiers on the battlefield did not die from sword wounds, but from wound inflammation.
Lu Baichuan was so caring. He patted Han You on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Commander An Xin, your Majesty is very lucky. He has been injured like this many times. He just needs a few days of rest and he will be fine."
Han You sniffed his nose: "Have you taken a shower?"
Lu Baichuan didn't know why and shook his head.
Han You quickly blasted this guy out.
In fact, it is really difficult to talk about this assassination incident.
Let me ask you how to put it. I was assassinated, beaten to the point of being vomited by the emperor, beaten to the point of being beaten by one of the emperor's soldiers, and the minister of the Ministry of Works was holding the shaft of his chariot to fend off the enemy. It is not embarrassing enough to say it.
Looking at the emperor on the bed, Han You suddenly realized that every time he looked at Boss Zhou carefully, he always felt that this guy did not look like an emperor, but more like a weak scholar.
The pale emperor fell into a deep sleep. Even so, his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about the country and the people in his dream.
Han You closed his eyes and prayed for the emperor, hoping that the emperor would wake up soon and be safe.
Recalling the thrilling scene just now, Han You was extremely moved.
He had never heard of an emperor who was trapped in a tight siege and had to carry an unconscious eunuch on his back. The emperor should use his subordinates to block the knife, instead of being knifed himself in order to prevent his subordinates from being slashed.
Han You felt that he was very lucky, and everyone in the world was also very lucky. Such an emperor would be a blessing to the country.
After exhaling a breath of turbidity, Han You walked out of the room and asked the imperial doctor to stay at the emperor's bedside in shifts and notify him immediately if anything happened.
Wang Hai walked over, shook his head, and whispered: "There was a reply from the north of the city. Ma Rufeng was not in the village. After asking, I found out that he left early yesterday morning and must have returned to Beidi."
Han You was not surprised. Ma Rufeng left not because he was afraid that the matter would be exposed. If that was the case, he would take Ma Fenghou with him. After all, he was his only biological son.
In fact, Han You doesn't hate Ma Rufeng, everyone is his own master.
Ma Rufeng is already this age, and he has so many plans, not for himself, maybe not for his stupid son, but just for his brother Ma Rulong.
There is a big age difference between the two brothers. Ma Rufeng treats Ma Rulong more than just brothers, but more like father and brother.
Ma Rulong is so good, but he has a side that is extremely puzzling to Ma Rulong. This side is both kind and arrogant, which Ma Rufeng thinks is indecisive.
If the country is not in chaos and the world is not in chaos, how can Ma Rulong stand out?
In order to protect Ma Rulong, Ma Rufeng even orchestrated the destruction of the Ma family.
With a long sigh, Han You asked someone to take him to Yuqi's house.
The truth of the matter has been revealed. Yuqi would rather die than betray anyone. Not only was she stabbed in the abdomen, but she was also beaten beyond recognition.
Yuqi and the other little bosses all lived in a separate courtyard. When Han You arrived, he asked the servants of the Han family who were guarding him to leave and walked in alone.
This was the first time Han You came to Yuqi's courtyard. He pushed open the ajar door and went up to the second floor.
When they reached the second floor, Han You burst out laughing.
Yuqi's room is very warmly decorated, with a bronze dressing mirror, a water basin, many potted plants, some worthless paintings hanging on the wall, and a guzheng in the corner. It looks like a girl's boudoir, and the faint fragrance fills the tip of her nose.
Yuqi, who was lying on the bed, heard the footsteps, her face turned pale, and she wanted to struggle to get up. There was a pair of scissors next to her pillow.
Yuqi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Han You. Just as she was about to stand up and salute, Han You quickly walked up and supported the other party.
This "support" caused a big blush.
Yuqi suffered a lot of wounds on her skin, which were also very serious. She was tied up hand and foot and left in the wild for nearly seven or eight hours. She had many mosquito bites. Afu Aman applied medicine and treated the wounds but did not give her any clothes. , covered with a thin quilt.
Han You really didn't expect Yu Qi to be so talented, so he quickly looked away.
Yuqi's pretty face was also red, and she wanted to cover it up, but her right arm was sore and weak, and her forehead was covered with sweat.
Han You, who had his head tied up, could only help pull the quilt, but because he couldn't see clearly, his palm inevitably brushed lightly, as if it was not there.
Yuqi snorted, her face flushed.
"Forehead…"
Han You pulled up the quilt indiscriminately, turned his head and said awkwardly: "The injury is on the left side of the abdomen. Don't lie on your side towards me and pull the wound."
"Shao Yin is worried."
Yuqi quickly turned around with great effort, but as a result, Han You was confused again.
The quilt fell over, revealing her perfect curves.
Han You took a breath and blurted out: "Do you usually do deadlifts and squats?"
Yuqi felt a cold feeling on her back. She knew the quilt had fallen off and wanted to turn around. Just as Han You was about to help, he suddenly saw a lot of redness and swelling on Yuqi's lower back and buttocks. They were about the size of fingers and should be mosquito bites.
"Then what, I'm going to call Afu Aman..."
Halfway through, Han You remembered that Afu Aman had gone to accompany Zhongsun Wushuang.
"I'm going to ask other girls to come over and help you apply medicine. There are many mosquito bites on your back."
"Shao Yin, don't go."
She turned her back to Yuqi and bit her lip: "It's okay, I don't want other sisters to see you like this."
Han You nodded, expressing understanding.
The girls in Zhuangzi were all under the control of Yuqi, and they would rather die than surrender. They were beaten badly by those assassins, especially their faces, which were covered in bruises and redness. As a "leader", they really shouldn't be seen in such an embarrassing state by their subordinates.
Han You said in a strange way: "If you don't mind, I can give you some medicine."
Yuqi seemed to say "hmm" slightly, but didn't seem to say anything.
Han You was really distressed. Without thinking much, he picked up the medicine bottle next to him, poured some medicine powder and applied it on his palm, then patiently bit Yuqi.
The more he went up, the more Han You suspected that the other party must have practiced squats, or that he had strong genes. How could ancient women still have peach buttocks?
After wiping for a while, the sweat on Han You's forehead fell.
On the one hand, Yuqi kept humming vaguely, and she didn't know whether it was pain, itching or shyness.
Another thing is that during the rub, I found a lot of redness and swelling not only on the lower back and buttocks, but also on the thighs.
Yu Qi kept her back to Han You, her lips were almost bitten and her face was red with embarrassment.
Originally, Han You came here to comfort him, but he ended up applying medicine, which was unexpected.
Seeing that all the powder was poured out, Han You shook his head vigorously.
"Uh, keep it up, take good care of yourself, thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, Han You ran downstairs as if running away.
After leaving the courtyard, Wang Hai asked casually: "Master, is Miss Yuqi seriously injured?"
"It's not bad. The most serious thing is the stabbing on the left side of the abdomen. It didn't damage the internal organs, but it will leave scars."
After finishing speaking, Han You snatched the "Book of Songs" from Wang Hai's hand, tore it up and wiped his hands vigorously all night long.
Wang Hai didn't understand why: "Master, what's wrong with your hand?"
"The powder is on my hands."
Wang Hai lowered his head and looked down at the crumpled pages of the book, confused. Isn't the powder made of medicine?
