My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 36
Seeing that there was no more bleeding from the arrowhead, Rong Xian changed to a clean pair of pliers, picked up the silk cloth soaked in wine, and covered Wei Wan's wound.

This process should be extremely painful, but Wei Wan just frowned.

The elixir he gave Wei Wan was made by Tan Luan of Jingchen Temple. It was originally used to relieve the pain after he took the medicine into his bones. The effect was very fast, but it was limited.

Under the silk cloth soaked in wine, the blood stopped gushing out, and the flesh turned slightly white. Only then did Rong Xian light the candle, and repeatedly burned the long needle.

He didn't start threading the needle until the long needle was glowing with burning red rust.

Seeing this move, Qing Zhui was astonished, his heart fluttered with Rong Xian's needle, this Mr. Zhou is simply shocking the world!She had never heard of embroidering on people!
She couldn't help but lean forward, with a sad and worried look on her little face.

I am afraid that Rong Xian will miss.

After a long time, Rong Xian tied a knot with pliers, and then cut the end of the thread with scissors.

A bone whistle came into the room, Rong Xian's ear tip moved, and the fox's eyes lightly raised, the eyes were like the sea at night, with huge black waves surging: "Jin Que is here, before she makes this decision, she should I told you to call the female doctor in to finish the bandaging, and for the rest, just follow her instructions."

Qing Zhui was taken aback for a moment, this female doctor was brought back by the eldest son, so she was believable.

The young master did instruct her before this, but how did the young master Si Zhou learn about it.

But she was not allowed to think too much, so she had to bow her knees and salute, and hurried out to invite the female doctor in.

But when the two came in, the young man in white had long since disappeared.

The female doctor picked up the bandage in the tray and was shocked when she saw the wound. Her fingertips were hanging above the wound and along the suture traces, she couldn't help but sigh: "Such a technique is unheard of!"

Qing Zhui came over with her new clothes, and responded, "Is that so, when I saw you, I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my throat."

There was a noise outside the house, and the two looked at each other for a moment, and the movements of their hands became neat.

Just when Qian Youde led the medical officers up the steps, Qing Zhui opened the door from the inner hall and saluted: "My lord, you are here."

Qian Youde served King Wei and was favored by the king. He was also an eunuch, and even the family members of the ministers called him a "sir."

His eyes wandered on Qing Zhui's face for a moment, but he didn't notice anything unusual, so he said worriedly, "What happened to Lord Wu An? How could he be assassinated?"

Qing Zhui's eyes turned red, and she led people into the inner hall: "The female doctor just finished treating the wound, and now... she is still asleep."

"A few days ago, the young master sent a copy of the scriptures to the king. Today the weather is good, so the young master wanted to go to the Jingchen Temple with the young lady to fulfill his vows, but on the way back, a group of people were killed out of nowhere and were beaten with thousands of knives. Surrounded by an archer."

The medical officer stepped forward and glanced at the female doctor and the tray beside him. Then he took out a silk handkerchief from the wooden box and put it on Wu Anjun's wrist. Two completely different people.

The three fingers were resting on the side of the thumb, feeling the pulse under it, and immediately loosened his eyebrows: "It didn't hurt the heart."

But in the next moment, he frowned again: "But..."

Qian Youde, Qing Zhui's heart was raised with his "but".

But Qing Zhui didn't dare to tell others to see the abnormality, so he just lowered his eyes, stood behind Qian Youde's side, and heard Qian Youde say in front of him: "But what, tell me quickly. If there is anything wrong with Mr. Wu An, you guys I'm afraid these medical officers will come to see you."

"Mr. Wu'an's pulse condition shows the appearance of a fever. But it is also normal. As long as tonight passes, this catastrophe will be over."

Hearing his words, Qian Youde couldn't help but also heaved a sigh of relief, although Mrs. Wei was not saved, but Xiao and Wu Anjun were saved.

He gave the other medical officers a look and asked them to come forward for treatment one by one.

"This pulse shows that the wound has been treated very well. But there is a sign of blood loss, so it needs to be cultivated."

When Qian Youde saw this, he felt really relieved. He glanced at Qing Zhui behind him: "You said, Mr. Wu An was hit by the arrow in his chest?"

"Yes," Qing Zhui hesitated to speak, and took out the arrow clusters wrapped in silk cloth and the broken arrow shafts in his sleeves, "Look at this, the servant girl lived with the young master in Yanmen when she was young, and she once saw If you pass this kind of arrow, it is a Wei arrow."

Qian Youde took it from her hand, connected the broken part of the arrowhead to the shaft, and twirled it in his hand, he was startled, this is not just a guard arrow, the arrowhead has a hook, it is also a dictatorship of the Xiaoqiwei !

He lowered his eyes in thought, thinking that the leader of the knight guards who exposed his corpse in the wilderness died in this way: "Where is the disciple of Mr. Wu'an's new income mansion?"

Qing Zhui was taken aback for a moment, as if he hadn't thought of it: "The young master is like this for a while, but he really forgot about him, so I'll go look for it now."

"I'm with you." Qian Youde wrapped the shafts of the arrow clusters with silk cloth and put them in his pocket.

When the two of them arrived at Bangting, there was no one else there!

Qing Zhui's face was panicked: "Why, why is this person missing?"

Qian Youde looked at the yard, then walked into the main room, swept his fingertips on the table, then raised his hand to wipe the dust from his fingertips: "This place has definitely not been empty for half a day."

"Since Mr. Wu An is fine, this old slave will go back and report to the king." He took two steps forward, then remembered something, and turned his head to Qing Zhui who bowed his knees and said, "What about Mrs. Please mourn for Mr. Wu An."

Qing Zhui looked up suspiciously.

Meeting Qing Zhui's expression, Qian Youde's eyes fell on her face like raindrops, not missing any subtle changes, and he shook off the floating dust: "Ah, I forgot, Miss Qing Zhui is rushing forward for Mr. Wu'an. After being busy, I probably don’t know yet...that Mrs. Wei is dead."

Qing Zhui's expression was relaxed, and suddenly, as if he had recovered, his face turned pale, and his knees softened and he fell to the ground: "Dead, dead?"

Qian Youde nodded slightly, and said lightly, "My condolences."

"Ah, I would also like to congratulate the Huaiwu Prince's Palace for once again getting a thousand pieces of gold."

The last four words were dragged out slowly and long, and then they returned to Jinque with the floating dust behind them.

Seeing people disappear in the Wanting Pavilion, Qing Zhui sat for a while to prevent any changes. After a long time, he got up and patted the ashes on his body, and spat fiercely towards the door: "The running dog."
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There is only one wall between Jiujiang Prince's Mansion and Wan Pavilion. Dark clouds hang over the mansion.

Run Zhu knelt in the courtyard with his head on his head, and behind him were the Jin soldiers who followed him to the pipeline to help.

Rong Xian was holding tea, sitting at the head, crossed his legs, smiling gently, with unparalleled looks.

The milky white dog was standing right at his feet, with a bit of pretentious prestige.

This scene is quite vivid.

But Runzhu knew that the warmer their young master's smile, the angrier he was, and the other Jin soldiers behind him also knew it.

In an instant, I heard Hades whispering.

　Also known as: The actors of Prince Huaiwu’s Mansion!

　　Looking at this posture, we should be able to write the turning point before Chapter [-].We are about to open the next layout!

　　Ah, I would like to remind all you gentlemen that Guanguan is a maniac at writing essays, so I support genuine reading.

　　One more thing to add: Rong Xian, are you not good enough!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)