After a violent cough, Zhao Changyuan finally spit out a large mouthful of blood. Only then did Lu Ranqing stop taking the medicine in her hand and asked with concern: "How do you feel?"
He held the bruise on his chest and was so hurt that he couldn't speak for a long time. He finally regained his breath and said softly: "Thank you Aunt Qing, I'm much better."
Cao Rui, who had been sitting silently, finally let go of the worry and tension in his heart and said softly: "Ran Qing, it's really thanks to you this time, otherwise Zhao'er..."
Lu Ranqing glanced at Cao Rui, and there was something unprecedented in her eyes: "What I hate is his father, not him. Besides, if I don't save your precious apprentice, you will have to annoy me to death."
Just as he said this, a soldier who planned to report the military situation pushed in the door and said: "Marshal, just now... I saw the lady walking over."
Zhao Changyuan took the clothes handed to him by Pan Jingyuan beside him, put them on one by one, and casually asked: "Madam? Which madam?"
"Your wife..."
As soon as he heard this answer, he stood up from his chair with surprise on his face: "My wife? What about her?"
"It seems that we have walked out of the camp."
Zhao Changyuan was a little puzzled: "You read that right, right? Since she's here, why did she leave without seeing me?" Of course, it was because his naked back was so fascinating.
But the soldier replied firmly: "You can't be mistaken, it must be her.
"I'll go look for it." Zhao Changyuan tied his clothes and walked out the door.
But Pan Jingyuan took two steps to stop him: "Hey, how about I go? You're injured so badly, it's best to rest."
"I'll go by myself." He smiled warmly, but he didn't know that the corners of his mouth were still bloodshot at this time.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he heard Lu Ranqing's laughter: "Look, that little lady of his can cure all diseases."
Zhao Changyuan clutched the pain in his chest and walked outside the military camp, but did not see half of Gong Yueyue. He followed the direction home for a few more steps, and then vaguely heard Xiaomei's shout: "Miss, Miss, Miss
!Where are you going?”
He rushed over following the sound and saw Xiaomei standing beside the carriage at a loss. "Xiaomei."
"Uncle, what's wrong with Miss?"
"Where is she?" he asked doubtfully.
Xiaomei also felt strange: "I just saw her coming out of the camp and she was so lost. She kept walking forward and wouldn't stop no matter how she shouted..." At this point, she suddenly discovered that Zhao Changyuan's face was bloodless and the corners of his mouth were still there.
Mottled blood stains. "Uncle, why do you look so bad?"
"I'm fine." He shook his head and chased in the direction Xiaomei pointed. Sure enough, he saw that petite trace in the crowd in the distance. He shouted excitedly: "Madam, Madam..."
But no matter how he shouted and chased, Gong Yueyue's footsteps seemed to be getting faster and faster, and the distance between the two became farther and farther. "Madam! Don't walk so fast..." Maybe it was because of the internal injuries caused while running.
, perhaps due to the loss of blood and strength, he fell to the ground suddenly when Gong Yueyue's figure completely disappeared from the crowd.
Xiaomei from behind finally caught up with him and helped him up from the ground: "Uncle...Uncle...Uncle..."
The evil young man immediately raised his eyebrows after hearing this: "A fight?"
He shook his head slightly and said with difficulty: "No, you first go to... my house to have a look. I think she must have encountered something urgent, so she went back first."
"Okay, I'll go find her for you." The evil young man couldn't bear to talk nonsense to him anymore, so he walked out vigorously.
Lu Ranqing, who had been sitting aside silently, walked up to Zhao Changyuan at this time. Seeing him enduring the pain, she shook her head and said, "Tsk, do you want your ribs to crack again?"
After waiting until dark in the afternoon, Master Pan returned to the camp, but his expression was not very good: "Big white goose..."
Zhao Changyuan's physical condition has eased a lot at this time. "Why did it take so long? Where is she?"
The evil young man hesitated for a moment, then said with some embarrassment: "I have been waiting for most of the day, but she has not been at the house. Are you sure she has gone back?"
Even though he tried to speak in an understatement, Zhao Changyuan on the couch still got angry: "Not here? What time has it been, and she hasn't gone back yet?" He propped up half of his body and turned to the innocent Xiaomei: "She is
Is it like this sometimes?”
Xiaomei quickly waved her hand to deny: "No, Miss always stays at home and doesn't go out much. Today, I may have encountered something interesting... maybe..."
Zhao Changyuan ran out of patience, put his feet on the ground, and planned to get up. But Lu Ranqing immediately stopped him: "Don't get up, lie down!"
"I want to go home and have a look." As he spoke, he had already put on his shoes.
Lu Ranqing shouted angrily: "Do you want me to seal your acupuncture points so that you will just lie down and not move around?"
He immediately yelled back: "But my wife is missing!"
"How can she, a living person, disappear into thin air?"
"She can!" His chest heaved violently due to emotion. Perhaps because of internal injuries, or perhaps because he was worried about the whereabouts of the little girl from a thousand years later, his face became paler and paler, but his eyes became increasingly pale.
The more determined she is. "I must find her today."
Seeing that his attitude was so stubborn, Lu Ranqing stopped trying to dissuade him. She turned around and nestled herself in the big chair, and said lazily: "It's up to you."
Seeing that Zhao Changyuan's emotions were complicated, and his worry seemed to be mixed with a little anger, he walked up to persuade her: "Don't be so impulsive. You haven't seen each other for such a long time. On the first day you come back, you scratch her all over the floor, which will scare her."
It's alive." He didn't understand why the big white goose was so nervous, almost to the point of being nervous.
"I always felt something was wrong. I called her on the street during the day, and everyone in the street heard her, but she walked faster and faster." Zhao Changyuan put on his cloak while uneasily recalling the scene on the street today. "Now I think about it.
I think she did it on purpose."
Hearing what he said, the evil young man stood aside and touched his chin and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he raised his head and asked, "Fan Cheng, where did you see Madam today?" Fan Cheng claimed to have seen Madam in the camp at that time.
The soldier of the marshal's wife.
"In the corridor. I came in, and Madam just went out."
Everyone was puzzled by the bad boy's intentions. Even Zhao Changyuan stopped preparing to go out and stood by the door waiting for the bad boy to continue.
The evil young man touched his chin again and asked Fan Cheng with sly eyes: "Then think back, when you pushed the door in, was it ajar or closed?"
Fan Cheng walked to the door and fell into an extremely serious memory, and soon came to the conclusion: "It seems that there is a gap."
The evil young man walked towards Zhao Changyuan and pulled him back to the armchair in the middle of the room: "Sit down." This was where Zhao Changyuan was when Gong Yueyue looked into the room. The evil young man continued to arrange everyone in their respective positions at the time of the incident.
, seems to want to reenact the case. "Fan Cheng and General Cao are sitting where we were sitting at that time. Auntie Damei still sits opposite the big white goose, so I will go to the door as the marshal's wife."
Everyone also understood his intention, and everyone took their places according to his arrangements, waiting for his conclusion later.
He walked outside and kept the door ajar... When he walked in a moment later, he sighed and understood: "I understand, big white goose, you really... can't wash yourself away even if you jump into a pile of flour."
Zhao Changyuan was not a confused person. He immediately thought of the scene at that time and understood the meaning of the bad boy's words: "You mean, my wife misunderstood me?" But when he said this, he immediately categorically rejected: "No, she
He knows who I am and he said he would trust me."
The evil young man didn't say anything. However, Lu Ranqing warned Zhao Changyuan very seriously: "In my opinion, this evil young master's inference is not unreasonable. Aunt Qing tells you with the mentality of a woman, if it were me, or...
Any woman in the world would jump when she saw that scene." But each woman's way of handling it will be very different. Some people will kick in the door immediately, and then all misunderstandings will be resolved. And some people will kick in the door immediately, and then all misunderstandings will be resolved.
, but will leave angrily with misunderstandings. There are two approaches, no right or wrong, just do what you want. At present, it seems that Gong Yueyue belongs to the latter...
However, Zhao Changyuan obviously disagreed with her statement at all: "She is not any other woman in the world. She is different from you. She believes in me." His tone was particularly strong for the last four words.
These words caused a sudden silence in the room. Only Bad Young Master laughed at the side. Zhao Changyuan looked at him sideways and asked in confusion: "Why are you laughing?"
The evil young man suppressed his smile and said to him: "I remember she said something to me a few days ago, and it was about you."
"What words?" Zhao Changyuan was a little nervous, because although he could understand Gong Yueyue's sincerity towards him, Zhao could not understand her mouth that could never spit out ivory.
"She said she believed in you more than she believed in herself."
This simple but beautiful sentence filled the originally tense room with pink bubbles, and everyone had a hard time holding back the smiles that were about to burst out from their mouths.
Zhao Changyuan's pale and anxious face instantly returned to color and a shy smile: "She really said that?" He really didn't expect that she would say such nice words behind his back. It seemed better than saying it to him directly.
It made him feel more comfortable.
The evil young man nodded, patted his arm and said, "I'll go back with you again."
"Thanks a lot."
After the young people walked out one after another, Cao Rui approached Lu Ranqing and said softly: "Don't get angry with him. He is good at everything. But that little girl of his is the one with his eyes."
, no one can touch him. Even if his parents were replaced, he would still jump around."
Lu Ranqing lazily sat on the chair, kneaded her hands, and said casually: "I didn't expect that a person as unsympathetic as Zhao Xiong could give birth to such an amorous son." (To be continued)