Chang’an Peasant Girl

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The assassin in night clothes was extremely skilled in martial arts, and no one in Su Chengjin's mansion was his opponent. Not only was Su Chengjin killed, but several guards in the mansion were also killed.

The assassin escaped without leaving any clues, making it impossible to trace.

Tao Guogong's dream of his grandson inheriting the throne was shattered.

On the night Su Chengjin was killed, Meng Zhuqing was sleeping at home, and when he fell asleep, he was awakened by the movement outside.

there seems to be someone outside

Meng Zhuqing picked up the sword placed beside the bed and got up. Without going out through the door, he opened the window lightly, and went out through the window without making any noise. On the neck of the shadow that was about to knock on the door.

"Who are you?" Meng Zhuqing asked coldly.

"I."

Hearing the familiar voice, Meng Zhuqing immediately withdrew his sword and blurted out: "Miss Yanyao, why are you here?"

Yan Yao was wearing night clothes, leaning there, turned around weakly, pulled off the black face scarf, and then covered her injured left arm with her right hand, looked at Meng Zhuqing's blurred face in the moonlight, and said lightly: "Go ahead and talk about it later." .”

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhuqing immediately entered the room through the window, and then opened the anti-bolted door to let Yan Yao in quickly.

After lighting the oil lamp, Meng Zhuqing realized that Yanyao's left arm was injured, and said anxiously, "I'll go to Gong Juechen to treat you."

Yan Yao held him back, "No need."

This was the first time that Yanyao touched him proactively, and Meng Zhuqing lost his mind a little, and his face turned slightly red.

Seeing Meng Zhuqing blushing, Yan Yao realized what she had done, quickly withdrew her hand, and pretended to be calm, walked to the table and sat down, while saying: "You find me some wound medicine, I will deal with it myself."

"Oh, good!" Meng Zhuqing hurriedly found the wound medicine from the cabinet and gave it to Yan Yao.

Then, Meng Zhuqing went out.

Closing the door, Meng Zhuqing stood at the door, guarding.

Yan Yao was in the room, first glanced at the door that Meng Zhuqing had closed from the outside, and then began to undress and treat the wound on her left arm.

The wound was scratched with a sword, and the wound was quite deep. Yan Yao used a lot of wound medicine to stop the bleeding.

Because of bleeding a lot, Yan Yao's face was pale.

Once the wound was treated, Yan Yao put on her clothes again, and after a while, she got up, opened the door, and walked out.

Seeing that Yan Yao was about to leave, Meng Zhuqing hurriedly stopped her: "Where are you going?"

"Can't I still stay here with you?"

"You just came here to get some medicine?"

"Or else?"

Meng Zhuqing was silent for a while, before saying: "I'll go find you a set of clothes, you change before you go." Her clothes were torn, and there was still a lot of blood stains.

Without waiting for Yanyao's answer, Meng Zhuqing entered the room, and found a set of women's clothes from the closet in the room.

Yan Yao stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and followed Meng Zhuqing into the house again.

Seeing Meng Zhuqing find a set of women's clothes from the closet, Yan Yao wanted to turn around and leave, but before she turned around, she heard Meng Zhuqing said embarrassedly: "I made clothes a few days ago, and I also made two sets for you by the way. .”

Yan Yao looked at Meng Zhuqing's hand, although it was a woman's dress, but it was black, and it should really be made for her, she couldn't help but her heart moved, but she didn't show it in the slightest.

"I don't wear women's clothes." For convenience, she is now almost always dressed as a man.