Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 23 The Beaten Master Huo

Song Yuan was speechless, and told the palace to take care of himself. The more he heard the words, the more awkward he became, but he said that his voice was familiar. With Xu Yingrong's bad mouth, he would definitely expose his identity and origin.

However, there must be something that Huo Ying can't figure out. For example, why the nine sons of the Zhongshan Palace in Xu Yingrong's mouth are different from the ones in the portrait of the palace. After all, Xu Yingrong has never seen her true face.

Song Yuan was inexplicably irritable. She wasn't so suspicious before, but now she was tormented by these random things and always thought wildly.

Huo Ying, who was next to him, had a good chat with his friend, laughing so heartily that he had the look of a young man in his early twenties, but Song Yuan's face darkened suddenly when he remembered how he ordered his execution in prison. frown.

The hatred of whipping is irreconcilable!

Listening to them laughing, Song Yuan, who was eating alone, was bored, and suddenly remembered Zhou Ye's words, Huo Ying was promoted to Ting Wei because he was planning to take the blame, because of the military salary being robbed?

Song Yuan felt that it was not that simple, there must be something big brewing.

It was getting dark quickly in the near winter. When Song Yuan was full, the sky was already completely dark. After paying the bill and going out, his face suddenly felt cold, only then did he realize that it was snowing, and the rustling snowflakes fell together with the drizzle. The cold winter weather is full of dampness, and the thick cloak on his body is a bit useless.

She hurriedly put on the hat on the cloak, thinking about whether to ask the store to get an umbrella, Huo Ying and his friend also came out, both smelled of alcohol, said goodbye at the door, his friend got in the car and left .

Huo Ying opened the umbrella, glanced at Song Yuan, and said in a calm tone: "Where does the ninth son live? Do you need to send you a ride?"

Hearing this tone, he knew that he was being polite again. After all, he was neutral in the court and had no relationship with anyone, so he would not be too close to himself, the son of the Zhongshan Palace.

Song Yuan shook his head very tactfully: "No need."

"Be careful, young master." Huo Ying walked away with an umbrella.

Seeing him walking away, Song Yuan puffed up and was about to leave, but with sharp eyes, he noticed two sneaky shadows behind Huo Ying.

"Huh?" Isn't this a chance to come to your door?Huo Ying must know that Guan Yan doesn't know martial arts, so if he shows himself in front of him, won't he stop doubting himself?

After thinking about this clearly, Song Yuan followed immediately.

Ting Wei's Mansion is not far from here, if there is too much movement, it will definitely draw people out, but in the past, when Huo Ying went out, he would always be followed by a group of soldiers, it was too difficult to attack him, but today he is alone It is a rare opportunity.

After following an alley, the two started to fight. They went up with sticks and greeted him at the back of the head. Huo Ying reacted a little, but not much.

Hiss~ It hurts just looking at it.

Song Yuan, who was hiding in the corner, rubbed her nose. She didn't plan to go out yet. She had to get beaten enough to show how important her life-saving grace was.

Huo Ying took a few more sticks, and the stick that hit his face made his eyes stare, his nose was sore, as if he had opened a spice shop, it was sour, spicy and painful, his eyes were in a daze, and he saw another person holding a stick in his hand. He instinctively stretched out his hand to grab the short knife, and his palm was immediately dripping with blood from the sharp blade. Even so, the tip of the knife had already touched his waist and stabbed hard, half of the blade pierced in.

Huo Ying let out a muffled snort, and was pressed down hard by the two of them on the ground. Even though his palms were in severe pain like broken bones and flesh, he didn't dare to let go of his strength. The two sides were exhausted like this, and he lost all his strength due to blood loss.

At the last moment when his strength was exhausted, the umbrella handle came in from the back of one of them. The person froze, and the overwhelming pain made him tremble all over. On the face, the man fell down, and the other fought back in a hurry, and was kicked by Song Yuan and hit the wall hard. Before he could get up and struggle, Song Yuan punched him on the head and hit him directly. faint.

After finishing the two of them, Song Yuan came over, looked at Huo Ying expressionlessly, knelt down and grabbed the handle of the knife stuck in his belly: "Let go."

Huo Ying let go of his hand obediently, the wound on the palm was already deep enough to see the bone, before he could react, Song Yuan pulled out the knife, his whole body twitched in pain, gritted his teeth and endured it for a while, before he lay down exhausted on the backlog in the water.

"The wound is not deep. Mr. Huo wears thick clothes. It should only be three inches into the abdomen. It is a small injury." Song Yuan put the short knife aside, found the veil from Huo Ying, reached in from under his clothes, and took the veil Pressing on his wound, this action made Huo Ying's painful face turn pale again.

His always sharp gaze softened a lot at this moment, and he said in a trembling voice, "Thank you."

"It's just easy, you're welcome." Song Yuan wiped the water from his face: "Can you call for help if you shout here?"

Huo Ying shook his head, very weak: "At this time, there will be no one in the house inside the wall."

"Okay." Song Yuan grabbed his collar: "Use your strength, otherwise I won't be able to help you up."

He cooperatively got up with his strength, his face paled a few times, his arms rested on Song Yuan's shoulders, wishing to put all his strength on her, Song Yuan staggered two steps and was almost thrown down by him, he slowed down Only when he had enough strength, he took a step forward and followed Song Yuan.

Fortunately, the journey was not far away, but when they arrived at the gate of Tingwei's Mansion, Huo Ying was about to pass out. The soldiers in front of Tingwei's Mansion were really startled when they saw them, and rushed to pick up Huo Ying In the past, the rush to send it inside almost alarmed the entire Tingwei Mansion, and Song Yuan was also invited in.

After changing his wet clothes, Song Yuan sat by the charcoal basin and drank two bowls of steaming ginger soup to feel better.

"Young Master Ninth." An official from Ting Wei's Mansion came: "Your Excellency has taken care of his injuries and is awake. I want to thank you in person."

Song Yuan nodded, put down the bowl and followed him.

The officials of Tingwei Mansion all lived in a large courtyard in the northwest corner, and Huo Ying was alone. The lights were brightly lit all the way, and many people got up. When passing through the corridor, they could be seen sitting or standing together in the house. Together.

The official led Song Yuan to the front of the house and left. The door was open, and when he entered, he could see Huo Ying sitting on the bed, wearing a moon-white cotton robe, and his wet hair was meticulously tied. , It's just a face. A bruised nose and a swollen face are also a polite way of saying it.

Song Yuan smiled without hesitation: "Lord Huo was seriously injured."

Huo Ying didn't mind her ridicule, but sincerely clasped his fists together: "Thank you, Master Jiu, for saving your life tonight."

"I said, it's easy to do." Song Yuan wanted to sit for a while, but after looking around, he didn't find a stool, so he sat down beside the bed: "I can't stand, Master Huo, please forgive me."

A trace of unease flashed across Huo Ying's face, but he didn't say much, instead he was very polite and apologetic: "The eyes and ears of Tingwei's Mansion have always been praised by others, but in the end they stumbled on the young master. I don't know, I'm really ashamed."

　The first 23 chapters were slightly revised on March 23, 3. The plot has not changed, the narration has been slightly revised, and it can be refreshed.

　　
　
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