My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 34 Don't bite
Like a guard in Fuyun Pavilion, he crouched in the corner with his knees hugged and watched the maidservant come and go, like an abandoned puppy on the side of the road.

"Girl, let's go back to the Banlan Pavilion and wait first." Qinghuai looked at Wei Ban with pity, thinking that when the young master was carried into the mansion covered in blood, she ran into the young master head-on. At that moment, she clearly saw the young master. With the violent anger in his eyes, he almost rushed out with a knife in his hand.

"Aunt Huai, I won't cause trouble. I'm just here to take a look. I'll leave when my little aunt wakes up."

Qing Huai sighed lightly, but didn't say anything more.

The young lady left the house, and the young master was the only one left. If anything went wrong with the young master again... She couldn't help but shake her head.

Pots of blood were brought out from the inner hall, and the strong smell of blood mixed with the aroma of cinnabar and osmanthus in the courtyard.

At this moment, a moon-white figure hurriedly fell down. The person who used to look like the bright moon and the breeze had messy black hair. The black jade fan in his hand was thrown away. He staggered a few times when he landed on the ground.

Wei Ban saw a white shadow flash past, he immediately straightened up, flew away, stood in front of Rong Xian, held his head up and opened his hands, with gloomy eyes, he said coldly: "Get out."

But Rong Xian only had time to throw a jade pendant towards Wei Ban who was blocking him, and said: "Hold the door."

Just walk around him and push the door open.

Wei Ban touched the jade pendant in his hand, looked at it over and over again, turned his head and glanced at the closed door, then touched the jade pendant in his hand, his eyes lit up, he frowned again, and quickly put the jade pendant away. The jade pendant is hidden in the pocket of the clothes, for fear that others will see the pattern on it.

Then he stood obediently in front of the door with firm eyes.

At this time, Wei Ban is like a loyal dog, protecting his master.

In the inner hall, Rong Xian's astonishing side face was full of indifference, he gave her a soft armor of gold silk, she was fine if she didn't wear it, but she was pretty good, and even shot herself an arrow backhanded .

He opened the curtain and entered, watching a group of maidservants circling the room like headless chickens, the doctor was clumsy, and she frowned in pain.

He touched the fan at his waist, only to find that he had lost the fan in a hurry and didn't know where it was.

Rong Xian pursed her lips and used her sleeves as a barrier to block the female doctor's hand: "Go out."

The female doctor was concentrating on the arrow in the chest, but suddenly she was blocked, and when she raised her eyes, it was Rong Xian's undisguised rejection. She was slightly angry, thinking that this man looked down on women who were doctors, and just wanted to reprimand him. .

The man raised his eyes and looked sideways, the tails of his eyes raised, like a hook, but the coldness in his eyes cut the hook, as if to kill her invisible.

She was so overwhelmed that she had to leave the bed.

Qing Zhui pulled the female doctor away, and bowed to the person: "Young Master Si Zhou, please try it."

If it was in the past, Qing Zhui would not have dared to let others mess around with his master, but the master always treats this heir, Young Master Zhou differently from others.

Immediately, she winked and ordered the maidservant in the room to go outside to watch, she pulled the female doctor to salute, then turned and retreated.

Just listen, the sound of snow-capped mountain rime falling into the heavy snow brings a sudden chill.

"You stay."

Qing Zhui paused, lowered her eyebrows, and slightly bent her knees: "Yes."

In fact, she didn't want to leave, regardless of the male and female defenses, but the master was still on the bed, uncertain about his life or death, and refused to leave. She was also afraid that Mr. Zhou would mind, so this was the best for now.

Rong Xian picked up the scissors and cut open the clothing attached to the arrow. After a while, the clothing had already been stained with blood and stuck to the flesh.

He paused his well-proportioned hands, looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

His smile is like the spring breeze blowing on the face, the moonlight is melting, and it is also like the gentle breeze and the beautiful scenery.

What a gentle person.

What a good one, hidden in the fabric.

Qing Zhui cautiously raised his eyes for a look, his smiling lips swept over the uncontrollable darkness in his eyes, and shivered.

Immediately, he put his index finger on the thumb side of her wrist and lowered his eyes.

Fortunately, no heart injury.

He took a dry handkerchief from the tray, opened it completely, and then rubbed it vigorously with both hands to make the handkerchief as soft as possible. He held a bottle of wine in his other hand and bit the red silk wrapping the cork. , pour the wine onto a clean handkerchief and wet it.

Rong Xian tensed his jaw and wetted the fabric around the arrow bit by bit.

Wei Wan's body was shaking in pain, his brows were furrowed, but he was stunned and didn't say a word.

Rong Xian looked at her face, which was twisted in pain, and while he softened his movements, he gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Wei Awan, Wei Awan."

"After all these years, you really impress me."

He glanced at Wei Wan's pale lips, frowned, his hands became lighter, and his tone became helpless: "If you want to plot against him, you can tell me, why use such a method."

"Injuring the enemy one thousand, self-injuring eight hundred."

Hearing this, Qing Zhui wished he could shrink himself into a pillar.

Is this something she can listen to.

Rong Xian watched the blood scabs and clothes soften little by little, and he held a knife to clean up the clothes sticking to the flesh and blood little by little.

Rong Xian paid attention to observe Wei Wan's expression, and then noticed that her lips were moving. Suddenly, with lightning speed, he pinched her lower jaw and used some force to make her open her mouth. There was already something on her soft and delicate tongue. There was a tooth mark, and he couldn't help but hoarse his voice: "You can call me, Wei Wan."

"Don't bite."

Upon closer inspection, there was still a bit of shock in the muteness.

And Qing Zhui reacted extremely quickly, reaching out to grab the handkerchief on the tray and stuffing it into Wei Wan's mouth.

The movement was quick and neat, and he didn't even touch Rong Xian.

Rong Xian glanced at her without any trace.

Qing Zhui bent his knees and stood back to his original position.

After a long time, after the clothes and blood scabs were cleaned up, blood gushed out from the place where the arrow was shot.Rong Xian grasped the shaft of the arrow decisively and broke it, the part embedded in Wei Wan's flesh and blood did not move at all.

He held pliers in one hand and a knife in the other, and slowly opened the flesh where the arrow hit.

Both of them were sweating lightly on their foreheads, but Rong Xian's hand was unusually steady, but at this moment his movements were much faster, the short-term pain was better than the long-term pain.

At this moment, there was a shocking cry in the courtyard, soaring into the sky.

Wei Ban was originally standing in front of the inner hall, with a straight body and firm eyes.

Suddenly, the sound of small footsteps came from outside the door of the moon cave, Wei Ban raised his eyes vigilantly, and the tips of his ears moved.

Immediately after his, his dark eyeballs rolled around, and quickly rubbed his own pair of peach blossom eyes, which gradually became red and swollen before he stopped. When he was about to step into the moon cave gate, he pinched his thigh hard, Then he ran out, his pink clothes swaying behind him. Immediately, his childish cry sounded: "Uncle De, Uncle De."

"My mother, woo—my sister, my little aunt!"

"Woooooo, Uncle De, did the king send someone to rescue them!"

　When Wei Ban changed the subject, he was just a little glutinous rice ball stuffed with sesame seeds.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)