Yilan found an excuse to send his father-in-law back and sent Shangguan Yunxi to the gate of Huafu.

Washington just suffered a disaster, and even the gate was left unattended, and the mansion was in chaos.

Shangguan Yunxi stood beside the carriage and kindly reminded: "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Listen to my advice, you and your husband should leave quickly."

Yilan saluted respectfully: "Thank you, my son, for the reminder."

Shangguan Yunxi said again: "Your child should be six years old."

Yilan's fingers suddenly tightened.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no other meaning. Your husband is a good person. Cherish the days ahead."

Yilan smiled with relief: "Thank you, my son."

Shangguan Yunxi wanted to say something, but the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted.

Rong Ziyu's resentful face showed: "Is it over? I'm almost dead to save people. Can you hurry up?"

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Shangguan Yunxi glanced at Fuxue who was standing beside him, then looked at Rong Ziyu, and quickly climbed onto the carriage: "Why are you injured? Why don't you let Fuxue deal with you?"

"That woman was too hard to kill me!"

"Is that?" Shangguan Yunxi chuckled: "Isn't it pretty good just now, and the two are still hugging each other."

"Bah! I should have kicked her away just now. I don't know what my old man is thinking. I send such a female yaksha to take care of me. I am a genius, what's wrong with worrying about? Ouch..."

Shangguan Yunxi just grabbed his hand and observed it, the curtain of the car was lifted open.

The man in black clothes and golden crown stood outside the car, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, his jawline was tight, and his cold eyes flashed past the hands of the two.

The two people in the carriage were stunned. Time seemed to be stagnant. The sky in May made people feel chill for no reason.

"What are you doing?"

The man's voice was cold and cold.

"Oh, my god!" Rong Ziyu was frightened, suddenly withdrew her hand, and took two steps back.

"Nothing, why are you here, senior brother?"

Shangguan Yunxi looked calm and chased after him, pinched Rong Ziyu's wrist and turned his sleeves upwards.

"He was injured when he saved someone just now, so I'll give him some medicine."

When his arm was exposed, Shangguan Yunxi frowned, and a scar from the palm crawled on Rong Ziyu's white arm.

Rong Ziyu has always been pampered and has a delicate skin and is so white that it is shiny. Although the scars are not deep, if it is not properly treated, it will leave scars.

Rong Ziyu stared at Qin Muyan and tried hard to pull back his hand: "It's okay, I'll go to the hospital for treatment later."

"Don't move!"

Shangguan Yunxi gritted his teeth.

Before he finished speaking, the person outside the car suddenly spoke, "I'll do it."

As the light dimmed, the carriage fell downwards, and the man had already sat next to Shangguan Yunxi and took Rong Ziyu's wrist.

Shangguan Yunxi was instructing and handing medicine. Qin Muyan was also a genius. He had a pair of sword-holding hands and treated the wounds in a neat and meticulous manner.

"Who is saving? How come it happened to join in the fun?"

He was handling official duties at the time. After receiving a ruthless tip, he hurriedly threw away his pen and rushed over, fearing that his little woman would suffer a loss.

"It's okay, it's just..."

Shangguan Yunxi explained a few simple words, and the key points passed by, so he would definitely not know that he was investigating Queen Duanyi's affairs.

"Yuchuan is too indecisive this time, unlike his style." Qin Muyan concluded.

Rong Ziyu echoed: "Maybe there is a weakness. It's hard to act too cold-blooded in front of Miss Kong... Oh my go, senior brother, are you going to ruin me?"

Rong Ziyu always felt that this man was trying to kill him and wanted to kill him.

Someone looked at him indifferently: "Such a little bit of injury is called this. Next time I go to the Western Region to experience it."

Rong Ziyu almost cried: "It's not your fault. The place is not suitable for me, and the injury has been handled almost well. I'll leave first if I have nothing to do..."

Rong Ziyu ran faster than a rabbit. As soon as she opened the curtain, she saw a familiar figure coming from a horse not far away.
Chapter completed!