Golden Age Legitimate Fei

61. Shu Shu ink repair injury

"Ali, be careful!"

Being out of the air, I suddenly heard the sound of ink repairing, and the glass slammed and turned a sleeve arrow to spurt myself. The dagger in the hand of Ye Li also instantly dismissed her hand. In the eyes of the shadow, a figure moved her to the ground.

"Ink... repair..." Ye Liu hesitated, raising his hand to help behind the ink repair, and instantly felt wet.

Inklessly fell to her side, faintly said: "Nothing..."

"Wang Ye!" A Jin rushed over to help the ink repair, ink repaired his face pale and frowning, said: "I am fine. See if there is no live."

Yeli sat up and looked to the front. The person who had just shot the sleeved arrow inserted his own dagger and fell to the ground. And that person... it’s the person who was stunned before, I don’t know when I woke up. Can't help but smile in the heart, leaving the battlefield for too long, I forgot what is called vigilance? She actually left a few mouthfuls in such a fight. No... In fact, she did not kill one except the last one. If these people wake up without knowing it... they can't help but fight a cold war.

A lukewarm hand covered her hand, and Mo Xiu looked at her and smiled: "Ali, I am fine."

Ye Li bites his lips and hates the words: "Is nothing wrong with the injury? How can it be considered something?" Let Ajin help the ink repair, Ye Li got up and retrieved his dagger and wiped it clean, then broke it. The clothes behind him looked at the blood color that was flowing out. The color should be slightly suffocated. I only listened to the ink repair and whispered: "If you can't die, it's fine."

Ye Li gritted his teeth and waved his hand to let A Jin and the people next to him get him back without a moon. No need to tell her that there was already a dark guard flying away. I must have asked the doctor to go.

Going back to no moon, it was as if the ink-free man was not disturbed by the assassin. Wen received news that he had been waiting for them at the door. After seeing a group of people coming back, they greeted them and brought them to the prepared rooms. Although the injury of ink repair is not very good now, Ye Li has already checked that the assassin's sleeve arrows are all with barbed bones. When I take the arrow, I can imagine how bloody. Worried to scare Wen, Ye Li asked Wen to go back to the room to rest. Wen looked at her and still took a look and did not worry about preparing food for them.

Ink repaired sitting on the bed because of the frowning of the wound from time to time. Ye Liu worried and asked: "Is it difficult? The doctor will come soon." Ink repaired and smiled. "The doctor came just to take the arrow. Let Ajin come directly. He should be better than those doctors." I made some neatness." Ye Liu frowned, looking at A Jin from the side. "Is he going to take the arrow? This sleeve arrow has a barb." If it is a general arrow, it is not tied to the key and pulled out directly. But the arrow with the barb is very difficult to pull. If it is forcibly pulled out, I am afraid to tear a large piece of meat down. A Jin shook his head with a serious look.

Ink repaired helplessly, "If you shoot directly, it will save you."

Ye Liu looked at him with a cold eye and couldn't help but ridiculed: "If you go down two inches and shoot it, it will save you."

"Ali... Are you angry?" Murray sighed and looked at her gently as if he had an arrow in his back.

"I!..." Ye Liu looked down annoyedly, and calmed down for a while. "Sorry, I am angry with myself." If it wasn’t for her to underestimate the enemy, if she didn’t want to think about God, ink Repairs will not hurt at all. After so many years of comfortable life, his vigilance has already regressed to such a degree. If it was on the battlefield in the past, it would have been enough for her to die seventeen or eight times.

The doctor really came very quickly because he was brought over by his collar. The doctor is quite a bit bold and has been squatting all the way down to the ground, but he can still face the change of color and look at the injury of ink repair. After seeing the injury, the doctor took the sleeve arrow that came back with the glazed glass and looked at it for a long while, and then said: "Either the old man used a knife to open the wound and took out the arrow, or... then take it out and pull it out from the chest. Look at it...?"

"The next one."

"Get it out from the front."

Ye Li and ink repaired the chorus, and couldn't help but look at each other. Ye Liu turned his eyes away if nothing happened. He asked, "Doctor, what do you think?" The doctor nodded with satisfaction, saying: "The choice of the two is very wise, so it seems painful to take the arrow, but it hurts. Son, slowly slashing the meat with a knife, but it is slowly grinding, and good is slow."

"The doctor seems to be very good at this kind of arrow injury?" Ye Li asked while he was looking at the ink repairing and looking at the skilled doctor.

The doctor did not raise his head and said: "The old man used to be a military doctor."

It turned out to be the case.

Watching the doctor clean the arrow, and then hold the arrow with no mercy. Ink's body was tight in an instant, and one hand held the arm of the glass tightly. Ye Liu held him without saying a word, watching the doctor pull a strong belt around the arrow that had been exposed with barbs and pulled it out. A **** flower splashed out, and the pruning arm and arrow immediately left the chest of ink repair. The doctor took the spirits handed over to wash the wounds for him and then wrapped them in a medicinal white cloth skillfully. I raised my head and rubbed the sweat on my forehead: "Oh, I didn't hurt the bones and didn't hurt the bones. It's good to have a raise every day."

Ye Liu looked at the red water in the basin next to it, and a pile of **** gauze on the ground asked: "What do you need to take? Or blood?"

The doctor disdained and said: "Wang Ye is still young, and his body is not bad. It is good if Wang Hao is really worried about what to cook. Four soups, angelica blood soup, red jujube soup can also be." Looking at the doctor left a few stickers The topical medicine holds the medicine box and shakes away. The heart of the leaf is slightly stunned. How does she feel that the doctors that the doctor said are women drinking? "This doctor... very personal."

Ink repaired and said with a smile: "That is the dedicated doctor in our house. It used to be a military doctor of Heiyun."

Ink repaired and injured, and Wen’s two stayed in the moonless squatting and went back to Beijing. However, it was rejected by ink repair, and Ye Li did not object. Since those killers dare to assassinate Mo Xiuzhen in the vicinity of the capital, they will certainly not fail once and give up. Since Wen has made up his mind to ignore the world, they will only bring unnecessary danger to her. When the dark guard sent by Dingwangfu arrived, Mo Xiuzhen left a part of the dark guard to protect Wen's, and he went back to Beijing with Yeli.

It is not a trivial matter that the King of the Kings was seriously injured near the capital. However, Mo Xiuzhen seems to have closed the news. After they returned to Beijing, the dignitaries in the capital did not seem to know that Murray was injured. The horizontal and vertical ink repairs do not need to be as daily as the average person, and they are injured at home without any problems. There was only one thing that made the two people quite helpless. As soon as they returned to the government, Sun Hao took the care of the prince and asked him to take care of him. He directly sent the ink repair to the courtyard of Yeli. Lin Biao and Wei Wei and the ink manager are naturally happy to see, and the rushing commander has moved the things of ink repair into the new house. The elated expression suddenly forgot that his master had just been seriously injured.

Because of the efforts of the government in the middle and lower, Ye Li had to take up the task of changing the medicine for ink repair every day. Even though Yeli used to be a soldier who was born and died, it was shocking to see the scars on the ink repairing body. It's just a knife wound in the chest and behind, and there are some scars in the sword and seven 7 eight. It is very difficult to connect this body with the image of the gentleman of the ink repair. Ye Li also finally understands the meaning of ink repairing, "If you can't die, it's okay." Being able to live with such a serious injury is inevitably a life escape that cannot be imagined by ordinary people. Every time I see the medicine, I see the calm man who smiles at myself. Ye Li’s psychology always can’t help but faintly hurt. However, she is not a person who likes to tangled. She quickly attributed this strange emotion to ink repair because she was hurt and quickly invested in the process of making up and correcting it.

Ye Li refused the matter proposed by Mo Xiuzhen for her to ask for a brilliant swordsman. Instead, she devoted every day to dealing with the affairs of the government and taking care of the ink repairs. Very targeted exercise for your strength and speed. At the same time, he also repairs some of the internal strengths recommended by Mo Xiu, but Ye Li knows that the internal work is not something that can be done overnight. As for the so-called internal strength, the rumors of the most strong degree can be broken and cracked. : Why does she use her own hands to open a mountain crack? If she can return to the peak period, she can interrupt a person's bones without a single force. What makes Ye Li satisfied is that this body potential is very good. In the words of ink repair, it is a good material for practicing martial arts.

Therefore, Ye Liu will spend most of his time on the training field. The martial arts field in the original house was changed a lot by her. Simply this is only used by her and Mo Xiu, and Mo Xiu does not care how she changes how to practice. Just occasionally nothing to go to the training field to see her training. On the contrary, Ajin has never forgotten since he saw the glass to the enemy's body. Every time I followed the ink repairing eyes, I looked at the glass and the green frost and the green scorpion that I practiced with the glass. I didn’t ask Wang to accept him.

Mo Xiu was also a marching man. He did not really see how much the training of Ye Liu was, but it was natural to see the doorway. Seeing that Ajin was pitiful and looked at the three figures in the practice field from time to time, Mo Xiu could not help but open his mouth for him. Ye Liu just laughed and said: "I am just restoring sexual training. The important thing is to exercise strength and speed and endurance. There is no secret. Just Ajin doesn't have much time with you every day." The three words let ink repair a slight eyebrows, smiled: "Ali feels that this training can fight against martial arts masters?"

Yeli helpless shrug, took the handkerchief handed over by ink repair and wiped the sweat and said: "There are lengths. I am important in this method is short-lived, and the requirements within the qualifications of people are not so high. Take the internal work method that you gave me, without considering the qualifications and understanding, even if I practice ten hours a day, how long will it take to make a success?"

If ink repairs are thoughtful, Ye Li smiled and looked at him: "My training, although I can't get out of the martial arts masters who fly away, but at most one year can make a physically strong person's physical state reach its peak, if Then there are targeted training skills... The martial arts masters only have one life." Mo Xiujian understands that there are many good people, but there are not many martial arts masters. Therefore, not everyone with good health can become a master, and Ye Li is obviously planning to find another way. It is like turning people into martial arts to make people become a strong person.

"Ali's thoughts are very special. I am looking forward to the results of Ari." Mo Xiu smiled.

"Thank you." Ye Li laughed. She is not interested in revealing something to Mo Xiu, because only Mo Xiu can provide her with what she needs.

In the entire house, only the two are dissatisfied with Ye Zi’s obsessed with martial arts are Lin Biao and Wei Wei. Apparently, the two embarrassed people couldn’t understand why the original lady of the original essay was married to the king’s palace and became fond of a knife. Even the idea of ​​turning around and smearing the temperament of the glazed women should be based on calmness, too strong to make the lord dislike. When I saw the sound of the two cymbals, I wanted to turn back and start running. In this case, Mo Xiu was only a joke, and he did not say that he was allowed to be bombarded by two glasses.

"Wang Ye, Wang Hao. Li Wangfu sent a post." The ink manager personally sent a red wedding card with a golden dragon and a phoenix, and Ye Li reached out and raised his eyebrows: "Is Li Wang greeted Princess Lingyun?"

The ink manager also knows that the current Li Wangxi is the sister of his own Wang Hao, and he explained: "The post under the Li Wangfu said that the Princess Lingyun is a Pingyi."

These days, because of the repair of ink repair, Ye Zi’s own business is busy, and he has not paid attention to things that are irrelevant to himself. Ye Zi almost forgot the marriage of Princess Lingyun and Princess Qixia, and some curiously asked: "So... Is Qixia Princess really in the palace?" Ink General said: "Qi Xia Princess still lives in Zhaoyang. On the Princess House, the emperor and the Queen Mother seem to be picking up a good day in August to welcome Qixia Princess into the palace. But the title has already come down, the emperor has already enshrined Qixia Princess as Xia Wei. Princess Lingyun is the king of Zhennan. Shizi will have to leave for Xiling, so the marriage will be anxious." The ink manager did not say that although Princess Lingyun is a Pingyi, but Pingyi is not the same as 嫡妃, naturally, it does not need to spend as much as 嫡妃Things to go to prepare.

"When is the wedding banquet?" asked Mo Xiuzhen.

"Three days later."

Ink repaired nodded and said: "I know, the general manager will prepare a gift for the king and the king."

The ink manager has some hesitation: "Wang Ye meant to go to the wedding?" Wang Ye just got a thorn, and going out to the wedding always made people worry. Ink repaired a faint smile: "I can't go out for this little thing? Go ahead and prepare."

"Yes." The ink manager quickly flew away. He must not only prepare for the gift of Li Wang, but also carefully arrange the guards and guards around Wang Ye, and must ensure that nothing is lost.

Looking at the ink manager hurried away, Ye Liu sighed helplessly, looking at the ink repair: "I don't know why, I always feel that the days of leisure are almost gone?" Mo Xiu raised his eyebrows and asked: "You like it." The day of leisure?” Ye Liang nodded. “It’s best to be calm and peaceful, to be old and live, and then to sleep in bed without regret.”

Ink repaired his head and shook his head. "Why do you still want to practice martial arts?" Mo Xiuzhen always felt that Ye Liu was a very contradictory person. Although she performed like a gentle and quiet person, she gave him the image from the very beginning. It’s not the same as ordinary people. Sometimes she is more like a general's daughter than Murong Ting. Occasionally, the sharpness that flashed between the eyebrows is not something that ordinary women can express.

Ye Zi sighs, "You should be when I like to be safe." Even if you tell yourself that you want to be calm and like a good life, Ye Li clearly knows that she should give her life to Wen. It is impossible for others to control. She can make concessions to her father's differential treatment, can make concessions to all the cumbersome rules she is not used to, and even make concessions to her own marriage. But she can never give in to the essence of Ye Zi. She can't make herself really what she doesn't want to rely on others or even the power of self-protection. A lot of things she prepared, maybe she couldn't use it for a lifetime, but she would rather put them there for a lifetime and don't want to find out when they need it one day.

"If you don't like the trivial things outside, you don't have to pay attention to it." Mo Xiu said: "There are people who manage some of them below, not to mention... the King's House does not need much human contact."

The leaves are clear, and the silence of the king's house has been so close to the heart of the palace. Over the years, the King’s House’s prestige in the Great Chu has been slowly suppressed. If she is too active in the newly appointed King’s Palace, the Emperor will be jealous. Thinking of this, Ye Lan’s mind suddenly flashed a flash of light, and looked up at the ink repaired fiercely. “Why did Nanxun and Xiling suddenly marry Dachu?” The reason that Princess Lingyun said before was just to deceive the child. Xiling and Dachu seem to be the enemies destined for heaven. It is not bad for Xiling to be robbed by the disaster. Is it a princess with a pro and a pro?

Ink repaired his eyes and shimmered, faintly said: "Nanxuan is just by the way, and it is Xiling who really wants to marry Dachu."

The leaves are coveted, and I just feel that the thoughts in my head are turning fast and I can’t catch a clue. After a long while, I looked up and asked: "If there is a war in the big Chu, what will happen to the king's palace?"

Ink repaired a glimpse, and the bottom of the eye passed a trace of suspicion that was not easy to detect. For a long time, he said: "There is no one who can play in the king's palace. If you don't have five years, the king's house will be annihilated." The people are always forgetful. Even if the king’s palace once guarded the great Chu for hundreds of years, even if the big Chu is in the eyes of them, it is like a **** of war, but once the war breaks out again, and the king’s palace can’t do anything, they will not remember the glory of the past. Only remember their incompetence. However, the King’s House cannot blame them because they are not wrong.

"Northern 戎..." In the study, it took a long time to hear the sound of Ye Liu faint. Looking at the face of Mo Xiu’s expressionless face, sighing and sighing, is it true that everyone in the world is peaceful and stable? Why should the people be dragged into the ruthless war for some completely unnecessary reasons? Ye Liu feels that she can never understand the idea of ​​the superior.

Ye Liu suddenly felt that this man was very pitiful. He should have been arrogant and arrogant as his ancestors. But only when the elder brother dies, he can turn the tide with the boy's posture. As early as the age of eighteen, he had already paid for everything he could do, just to keep the prestige of the King's House for a hundred years. After losing a healthy and healthy body and a beautiful face, he also has to be cautious in facing prying and calculations from all sides, as well as the assassination of not knowing when to attack. Being as smart as he may have already seen the future of the King's House, but he refused and could not admit defeat.

"Can you...return?" Ye Li asked, but when she just exported, she was annoyed with her childishness. How many of the masters of the ancient high-powered earthquake can retreat?

Ink repair faintly said: "Ink repair can retreat, 800,000 ink army, where is the 50,000 black cloud ride back?"

Ye Li silently. The Mohist people are as smart as the former regent Wang Mofang, and even the masters of the previous generations of Moh, they will not be stupid than themselves. There are not many masters of the king's house that can be left. Where can the earth be big? But hundreds of thousands of troops loyal to the Mohist loyalty to the King's House are not so easy to go. When they were in trouble, they needed them. When Jiangshan was settled, each of them became the thorn in the eyes of the emperor. Once the masters of the king's house have left, their best endings are being dismantled and suppressed, and even worse, no one dares to imagine. Hundreds of thousands of troops, sometimes in the eyes of the emperor, may not be as good as a piece of chess.

"If Beibei really rekindled the war, how are you going?" asked Ye Liu.

Mo Xiu looked at her, calmly said: "Leaders go out. Ali, I will send you to Yunzhou at that time. There is no one in Qingyun who dares to treat you, if I...the royal will not move is you."

Franging frowns, suddenly felt a little ridiculous, they were discussing the singularity of Mo Jingli, why did they suddenly ran into such a thing? Obviously... obviously there are still things that even have no shadows. But the faint uneasiness in my heart told her that the conversation she had just had was not thought of by her for a moment, even if she had a brain wash, she would not smoke with him.

If you look over the face and ignore the words of ink repair, if Ye Li has nothing to do with the topic of transformation, "Li Wang wants to be flat, should I go back to Ye Family to go?"

I don't have to think about it, I don't have to manage it at noon to tell Mrs. Ye's wife to ask Wang Hao to return to Ye Family.

Returning to Yefu Yeli, I was directly invited into the courtyard of Mrs. Ye’s wife. As soon as I stepped into Rongle Hall, I saw the eyes that Yeli had been crying and the screams of Wang’s anger. Ye Lao's wife and Ye Shangshu also sat in a gloomy look, and Ye Liu grinned a little to understand what it was doing, "Grandmother, father."

"Glass..." Mrs. Ye saw that Ye Liu came in with a bright eye and quickly waved her hand to let Yeli go forward. The corners of the leaves are slightly twitching, and the heart is silent. Should the old lady not think she can manage the matter of emperor's marriage? She is a king, don't say that Li Wang wants to marry a princess, that is, she wants to get a little girl, she can't manage it. "Ger, you can count it back, look at your sister... Yinger is really bitter... ”

Ye Liu went up and glanced at Ye Ying, who was lying in the arms of Wang’s arms, and sat down at Mrs. Ye’s wife. “What happened to the four sisters?”

Mrs. Ye’s wife anxiously said: “It’s only a month before Ying Ying’s door is over, and Li Wang’s face will be flat. This will let the face of Shang Shufu go to let your sister live so much later?”

Ye Liu nodded: "We just received a post from Li Wangfu. At this time, the four sisters are not in the palace to preside over the matter. What are they going to do?" Wang squinted and hated: "What are you talking about?" Ying Ying is like this, you still blame her for coming home? You are still not a person? Ye, you see..."

"Shut up!" Mrs. Ye’s wife yelled at Wang’s eyes. “Guier said yes, just now my wife told you for a long time, feelings, you are the wind. Li Wangfu is now engaged in marriage, Yinger This is not going to be the master. What do you think of others?" Wang’s dissatisfaction: "Is Li Wang sorry for Yinger and Yingying for his marriage? Is there any reason for this?" Mrs. Ye’s sneer "The words of the emperor are the heavens. You were there when you were married. At that time, why didn't you come out and take a look at it? Less of the ambiguous ideas around Yinger."

Ye Ying’s mind also turned to the content of the morning conversation with Mo Xiu, where is the mood to listen to them? Endured to persuade Ye Ying a few words, but Ye Ying did not appreciate. With tears, Wang's crying, "Hey... Hey, I blame you, why did you want me to marry Li Wang... If not, how could my daughter be affected by today's grievances... This should have been her..."

"Yinger!" Ye Shangshu endured a low-pitched voice, his face gloomy with Ye Ying. Ye Yin, who had never had a gloomy face, could not help Ye Ying to hide from Wang’s arms, sobbing and sobbing. The leafless glass of coveted, without traces, covered the fluctuations in the eyes. Was it true that Ye Ying and Mo Jingli hooked up at the beginning was not Ye Ying’s own meaning? Then... What does it mean to let her daughter go to the other husband's fiancé?

"Well, things have already been said, what is the use of these?" Ye Shangshu waved his hand impatiently and looked at Ye Lidao: "Glass, what do you think?"

Ye Liu hides the doubts in his heart and raises his head to say indifferently: "The imperial life is difficult, not to mention the fact that there is no room for negotiation between the two countries."

Ye Shangshu frowned: "Is it hard to achieve this? If it is a low status, it is the princess of Xiling Kingdom."

Ye Liu smiled and said: "It is because she is the Princess of Xiling, don't worry, isn't it? Father."

Ye Shangshu pondered his brows and gradually stretched out. "Yes, the future heirs of Li Wang can never have the blood of the Xiling royal family. What's more, the Princess of Xiling played in the palace that day, only in the heart of Li Wang. How much is a bit rude to her. As long as Yinger can grasp the power in the house, there is no need to worry about a princess."

"The four sisters want to stand in the middle of the house, I am afraid to start from the Yin Zhao Tai." Ye Li whispered.

"What?" Ye Ying couldn't help but scream: "The old woman has always seen me not pleasing to the eye, you want me to flatter her? She has been trying to torture me! I..."

Yeli Emei, interrupted her: "Xianzhao Taihao is the relative mother of Li Wang, and the sister of the Queen Mother. You don't want to flatter her, it is more people think. And, I have not let you flatter her, you As long as she is not mistaken, it is best to let her feel that you are a Wang Hao who is satisfied with her." Xian Zhao is too easy to flatter in the Shen Palace for decades. I was afraid that when I painted the tiger, I wouldn’t be an anti-category dog.

Ye Ying hates the words: "Since we got married, she has been picking me wrong. As long as I am doing things, it is not right! How can I make her satisfied?"

"She will endure if you pick you up. If you have time, please ask your grandmother how to be a good helper. You are the sister of Zhaoyi, the daughter of Shangshufu, who is the head of the king. Your advantage is far better than that of Princess Lingyun. There is a lot more public being married in other countries. If you can't do this, then you can pick up the things and go back to Shangshufu. You don't mind raising your life compared to your father and wife."

"You!" Ye Ying suddenly forgot the grievances and distressed, the little face of the red and a pair of water squatting on the fire. Sneer and irony: "Also, if you can't bear this time, you will cry and rush back to Shangshufu. No... If you are not married, you can hang a rope directly." With her gas, calmly put down the teacup in her hand and glanced at her: "There is that the effort to temper with me, it is better to go back and do what you should do earlier."

Ye Ying still wants to go back, Mrs. Ye’s wife patted the table: “Yinger, it’s enough! Let’s learn from your three sisters and see what you are like now?”

Ye Ying groaned, thinking of her own things could not help but sorrow from the middle of the sighing and crying, while wiping his tears and said: "What can I be like? Who is it like this? How many people in Beijing now? People are laughing at me in secret, hehe... How can Wang Ye be like this to me... Where can I do it?"

Mrs. Ye’s wife was crying and her head was faint, and she said: “Enough, what is the use of crying? I know crying all day long. You have already become a relative and thought that you have your temper when you are at home. Come, send someone to ask Li Wang to pick up Miss Four."

"grandmother."

Ye Li prevented her from saying: "Since the four sisters are back, they will stay for a while. Li Wang should come and pick her up. We are now sending people to ask Li to fall down."

Ye Shangshu appreciatively looked at Ye Lidao: "Mother, the glass is reasonable."

Mrs. Ye’s wife pressed her head and sighed: “I have to be confused by her.”

"Old lady, lord, madam, Li Wang is coming."