Yin Xiao twisted a hot handkerchief, held Song Huiyue's hand, wiped it from the fingers up to the elbow, took back the handkerchief, twisted it again, stood behind Song Huiyue, and wiped her carefully
The back of the neck.
The doctor had already come to see her and found that Song Huiyue's neck was slightly injured, but her hands had made several cuts with the dagger in her rage.
The doctor sprinkled a thick layer of knife wound medicine on her hands and neck, and told her not to touch the water. Originally, she wanted to wrap it with white fine cloth, but Song Huiyue refused to wrap it, so she left it open.
After Jun sent the doctor out, he immediately ordered Yinxiao to close the door and pour water, and wipe her arms and the back of her neck thoroughly.
Yin Xiao wiped it carefully. Although Song Huiyue didn't reveal a word, he also guessed the reason for the fight, so he wiped it more carefully.
When her skin turned red and showed burning pain, Song Huiyue asked Yin Xiao to stop her hand.
She sat down and sighed: "Hey, this time I really capsized in the gutter, and I actually fell into his trap. I blame me for underestimating the enemy. I thought that his manpower was hard-won, so I must not dare to act rashly."
Yin Xiao looked at her with a keen eye: "I'll deal with him."
Song Huiyue looked fierce, but her tone was very calm: "It's not necessary."
She accidentally turned her neck, grinned in pain, and took a breath of cold air. Yinxiao wanted to touch her or touch her to relieve her pain, but he had no way of doing anything, so he could only sit helplessly.
On the side, looking at her eagerly.
Song Huiyue breathed out the pain, and saw that Yin Xiao's eyes were watery, as if he was hurting for her, so she stretched out her injured hand and patted his head gently: "He is crazy, I won't accompany him
He's crazy. It's not worth messing up our plans for this matter. Go ahead and keep an eye on Hu Jinyu, lest someone arrests him."
Yin Xiao nodded, and as soon as he stood up, he heard Li Jun say "ouch" in the yard, and then someone rolled down the wall.
Yin Xiao immediately stepped forward to open the door, and Song Huiyue also walked to the door. Then the two of them were silent, looking at King Jin who was covered in dust.
The King of Jin concealed himself from others, wearing a deep-brimmed hat and a white long-sleeved gown with narrow sleeves. He hung various odds and ends around his waist like an idler. A face-covering folding fan flew to Li Jun's feet.
He was very smart and could climb over the wall, but as soon as he was riding on the wall, there were voices on the street. In a hurry, Li Jun yelled and rolled down on the spot.
"King..." Song Huiyue stepped forward quickly, wanting to help King Jin.
Yin Xiao rushed in front of her to help King Jin, and King Jin stood up following his hand, half-smiling but not smiling: "Thank you Lou Zhi."
Then he strode up to Song Huiyue and looked at her from head to toe. He wished he could open her mouth and count her teeth in public. He saw that her neck was covered with a thick layer of powder or some other medicine.
Then he stretched his neck and looked closer: "Is the injury serious? Which doctor did you call? Is the medicine good?"
Without waiting for Song Huiyue to answer, he took off a purse from his waist and handed it to Song Huiyue. However, he saw that Song Huiyue's hand was also injured, so he quickly pushed her into the house to get the medicine for the knife wound that he had brought.
Came out: "Use this when changing the dressing. Doctor Zu made his own medicine for knife wounds."
"Okay, my injury is fine," Song Huiyue looked outside the door, "Are you alone?"
King Jin nodded: "I went to Jinmingchi first. I heard that you guys were fighting with Zhang Xutang in Cailou, so I asked Xie Chuan to support you there. I came over to see you first. I was afraid of attracting attention, so I didn't bring anyone with me.
Huang Ting.”
Song Huiyue frowned: "Where are the guards?"
King Jin felt relieved when he saw that she was in good spirits and cared about him: "Don't worry, there is someone in the dark. Just be fine, I'm leaving."
He was really busy and didn't have time to talk to Song Huiyue. He just lingered on her twice, then turned and walked out the door.
Picking up the fan next to Li Jun, he said with a smile: "This concierge really killed one thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses. It would be better to replace him with someone who is mute but not deaf."
Li Jun saw that there was a knife hidden in his smile, and that he was not a good person. He carried an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty. This majesty was completely natural and was the courage engraved in his soul. He couldn't help but become timid.
He bowed and took half a step back: "Your Majesty reminds me that when a suitable person is found, he must be replaced."
King Jin looked at Yinxiao again.
With the same gaze and expression, Yin Xiao was not afraid at all and looked straight back.
King Jin said: "Lou Zhi is going back to Jinming Pool with me. Jinming Pool is in chaos, and you, the commander-in-chief, are still needed to take charge."
Yin Xiao turned to look at Song Huiyue, and seeing Song Huiyue nodding in agreement, she followed King Jin to the front door.
After walking out of the door, King Jin suddenly stopped, opened the folding fan to cover his face, and looked at Yin Xiao, who was one step behind him: "How about you help me find some clues for the thief, and I will vent my anger on the moon with you?"
Yinxiao thought for a moment: "Okay."
King Jin stepped forward again and said bitterly: "It's a pity that I knew it too late. Zhang Xutang has now hidden in Prince Yan's Mansion. It is inconvenient for us to shout and kill at the Prince's Mansion. We can only wait for the opportunity."
Yinxiao replied: "I'm not afraid of waiting."
Prince Jin turned to look at him: "Can you wait for everything?"
"yes."
"If you have something, don't wait, because it belongs to me."
Yin Xiao's words were concise and concise: "Fart."
Zhang Xutang, who was talking between the two of them, knew that he would offend the two evil gods after leaving Jinmingchi, so he made a prompt decision and hid in Prince Yan's palace.
He is covered in wounds, which look horrifying, but are not fatal in fact. He can be cured with careful treatment.
On the other hand, King Yan did not appear to be seriously injured at the time, but after being carried back to the palace, he fell into a coma.
The imperial doctor was busy until night, and finally woke up King Yan.
Zhang Xutang was wrapped tightly and sat beside King Yan's bed. Seeing King Yan open his eyes, he leaned over to look.
King Yan was already in pain and confusion when he suddenly saw Zhang Xutang's face, which was magnified repeatedly in front of him. He immediately exclaimed in fright and wanted to hide away.
It was okay for him not to move, but when he moved his head, he started buzzing one after another, and his mind became a mess. The pain was like a hammer hitting the back of his head. The pain was like ripples, quickly spreading to the entire head.
.
The pain was not only long and long-lasting, it made King Yan want to pull his head off. He gritted his teeth tightly and whimpered: "My head... hurts..."
Zhang Xutang raised his head, stepped aside, and asked the imperial doctor to come forward and take a look.
The imperial doctor, who had experienced many battles, did not take the minor headache to heart. Instead, he thought that being able to wake up so quickly was already a great blessing, so he just comforted King Yan and prescribed some soothing tonics.
Leave without looking back.
Zhang Xutang was also indifferent to King Yan's injury - it didn't matter if it hurt his brain. He was already so stupid, could he be stupid again?
Since King Yan would not die, he felt relieved, rode Xiaowei out, and saw Princess Yan outside the door.
In his eyes, women other than Song Huiyue all have a well-educated, dignified and virtuous body. They are both beautiful and boring, and he has no desire to even take a look at them.
Princess Yan saw Zhang Xutang ignoring her and swaggeringly lying on the back of the guard to leave. She did not dare to speak - her life, honor and disgrace were all tied to King Yan, but King Yan's future depended on Zhang Xutang's.