Don’t Learn Mandarin Ducks

The throat was a little tight, and even the lungs were not comfortable, Li Jingyun frowned.

"Open the door for Lord."

Meeting his sharp eyes, Xun Ma took two steps back and lowered her eyes quickly.

"Can't give the key?"

"Absolutely not."

"Okay." Li Jingyun nodded, "If you eat the royal meal, there is no reason to embarrass you."

A sigh of relief, Xun mama bowed her knees and bowed to him: "Xie Gongziti..."

Sorry.

It hit the ground with a bang, and the wind outside rushed into the darkroom, blowing dust and grass clippings all over the floor.

Mother Xun was stunned, and a coolness climbed from the back of her tail to her vest.

She wanted to stretch out her hand to pull Li Jingyun, but her fingers were only half an inch away, and the blue sleeve robe was blowing in the wind, and this person walked into the door just like that.

The light entered with him, illuminating half the room, and also illuminating the blood on the man's clothes on the haystack even more dazzlingly.

The person did not respond to such a big movement, Li Jingyun was already prepared, but when he really approached, he saw the wounds under the ragged robe were dense and bleeding, and he still walked A stiff.

Yin Huayue's mouth is as hard as a duck that can't be boiled, and sometimes it's so irritating that people want to roll her up and throw her out of the east courtyard.

However, throwing it away, he never thought of her dying.

Li Jingyun watched silently, and after a while, he finally reached out to probe her breath. Maybe it was because it was too cold in the dark room, his fingertips trembled a little, he stopped in front of her, and he didn't move forward an inch for a long time.

The man on the haystack moved.

"Master knows, you are not so easy to die."

He paused and chuckled: "The knives made by Lianqingfang are not as hard as your bones."

Hua Yue opened her eyes, her vision blurred with blood scabs, and a voice from her ear came into her head, buzzing, and it was hard to hear. After waiting for a while, she slowly saw the person squatting in front of her.

This man was against the light, just like what he saw on the training ground that day, the sun was blazing, full of vigor, and the robe of blue carp snow brocade was well-dressed, which matched the spring outside.

Inexplicable, Huayue hooked the corner of her mouth: "Outside..."

The voice was hoarse.

Li Jingyun couldn't hear clearly, and frowned closer to her: "What did you say?"

But her first sentence turned out to be asking flowers.

The flowers outside are blooming well, of course, the spring, magnolia, peony, well-fed in the courtyard, and they bloomed brightly early.

Li Jingyun glanced at her and was a little annoyed for no reason: "What do you ask this for?"

Hua Yue chuckled lightly, looked down, hesitated for a moment, or stretched out her blood-stained fingers and pinched the corner of his clothes.

"Slave...I want to go out and see the flowers." She pinched the corner of his clothes, licked her chapped lips with her tongue, looked up with half an eye, and raised her eyebrows at him, "Okay. ?"

“…”

Li Jingyun lowered her eyes, cursed in an extremely irritable low voice, then got up and mercilessly ripped the corner of her clothes away from her hands.

The surrounding dust was rising again, and Huayue hurriedly closed her eyes.

She knew that this person wanted to skin her and cramp, and asking him for help was the most stupid way.

Holding her knees tightly, Huayue wanted to drill into the haystack, but as soon as she looked up, her calf was caught.

"What are you doing?" Li Jingyun leaned over, put his hands through the crook of her legs and the back of her neck, paused, and hugged her whole body, "Isn't it just a few broken flowers? Take you to see it, see enough."

The weeds rustled from her body, and when she turned around, she suddenly saw a bright light in front of her, with mottled light and shadow, she vaguely saw Li Jingyun's profile, covered with a halo, and turned towards her .

Hua Yue was stunned, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her hand to cover her eyes.

Mother Xun's voice quickly sounded in front of her: "Master, you have been ordered to come in. If you lose sight of it, the slaves can't explain it."

"It's not easy to explain? Whoever catches her in, let whoever comes to talk to the master, beat the dog depends on the master, whoever beats the master, always send a message to the master ."

"This..."

"The jade pendant on the waist of the lord, I will give it to you to go to the business, and go away for the lord."

He strode out the door, his breath was a little unsteady, she was close enough to hear his heartbeat clearly.

It was messy, fast and urgent.

"Let Wen Guzhi come to the East Court, don't make a noise."

"Yes."

I seem to hear the sound of the eight buckets, the air around is getting fresher, the wind blows the trees, and there is still the scent of magnolia in the courtyard.

***

Wen Guzhi listened well to Xiaoqu'er in Qifeng Building, but was suddenly moved to the General's Mansion with a chair.

When the chair fell to the ground, the tea in his hand was still steaming.

Glancing at the man in front of him stiffly, Wen Guzhi simply continued drinking from the tea cup: "Your face is not very good, reach out and I will give you a pulse number."

Li Jingyun rubbed his eyebrows: "It's not me."

"Huh?"

With a condensed expression, he got up and strode over to check her pulse.

"Third Master, this is too much." He frowned, "How can you hurt a girl like this?"

Li Jingyun leaned against the partition and said angrily, "It's not me."

Pause, then don't start: "It's also related to me. As long as you save people back, I will answer what you said before."

Wen Guzhi glanced at him unexpectedly, but he didn't have time to investigate. He took the life-saving medicine that was with her and stuffed it with her, and asked someone to fetch water.

"The third master avoids, I want to clean the wounds of this girl."

Li Jingyun nodded, turned around and wanted to quit, but after taking two steps back, he felt that something was wrong: "I avoided, what about you?"

He walked back and said, "My dog ​​doesn't hate me either."

High eyebrows, looking at the bed with a deep meaning: "This is—that maid?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Jingyun took out a clean clothes from the pear wood cabinet next to her, "I'll clean her wounds, you wait and write the prescription for me."

Reviewing the past and knowing the joy, brother for so many years, this is the first time he sees who this person cares about. The old brothers all said that the third master usually smiles when he sees people, but he is the most cold-hearted. No matter how much Jinghua's heart is held in front of him, he can step on it without looking at it. From a distance, you can see the romantic people in the world, and you can see the ruthless people in the world.

Now…

Sighing and gloating, Wen Guzhi adjusted the potion for him, and then went out to drink his tea.

The curtain at the partition fell, Li Jingyun sat down beside the bed, and said in a low voice: "There are no other female relatives in my yard, you have to deal with the wound if you want to survive, I didn't blame you last time. , you have no reason to blame me."

With that, she reached out and undid her belt.

His robe is not thick and silk brocade, and the two are so close together that he can clearly perceive her warmth and softness.

Uncomfortably pursing her lips, Li Jingyun took the handkerchief soaked in the potion and looked at her back.

The last time I was beaten, there were still bruise marks, but this time I was beaten again, and the old wounds were torn open, which was terrible.

The more Li Jingyun looked at it, the more annoyed it became: "With this scar in the daughter's family, don't even try to find her husband's family in this life."

The words fell, and he caught a glimpse of the tooth mark on her shoulder.

This print is relatively new, the black green is not scattered, there are two small blood scabs, and the shape should be bitten by someone from behind her, the posture must be very intimate.

Li Jingyun's face sank, and when he opened his mouth, he wanted to scold her for being shameless, but before the words could be said, several images flashed in his mind.

“…”

Feeling her arm with a guilty conscience, Li Jingyun coughed lightly, pretended not to see anything, wiped off the mud around her wound, twisted the handkerchief in the potion basin with one hand, and again Clean up her wounds.

Wen Guzhi drank three cups of tea before the curtain at the partition was lifted.

"Yo." He looked at the master and chuckled, "Why, it's hot inside?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Jingyun frowned, "Look at why she hasn't woken up yet."

Wen Guzhi got up and said slowly: "The girl's body is already weak, and it's hard to be beaten by this meal. She loses too much blood and will definitely not be able to wake up for a while. If she is straight, her pulse is weak and weak, she must be working hard and sleeping less, and if she has the opportunity to rest more, there is no need to wake her up."

Li Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief: "Then she will be fine when she wakes up?"

"The third master thinks too easily." Wen Guzhi shook his head, "She can wake up by herself if her life is hard, but if her life is not hard, there will be a high fever tonight, so there is no need to wake up. "

Handing the written prescription to him, Wen Guzhi turned around and said, "For this sake, the imperial doctor can't help much, you just prescribe the medicine according to the prescription."

As a royal physician, he often heard a sentence: if you can't cure so-and-so, you will bury her with her.

He really abhors this inhumane sentence pattern.

However, seeing what the third master meant, he probably wanted to say this too.

Wen Guzhi looked at him resolutely, intending to show him the unyielding spirit of a royal doctor.

However, Li Jingyun did not say so.

He looked down at him condescendingly, and after a while, he only said, "I thought about what you said before, but I still don't have time."

“…”

"Master." Wen Guzhi's face collapsed, and he took back the foot he stepped out, "Don't worry, the little one will keep it for you, the one inside is even a soul that has returned to the underworld, little one. I'll bring it back to you as well."