Chapter 142 Who is he? "Piao Ling, how do your eyes feel?" Han Qiuyue sat on the edge of the bed, looking at these eyes that were as bright as stars, bright, clear, and dazzling, but there was something deep in the eyes.
There is a hint of hidden gloom that makes people feel distressed.
Han Qiuyue couldn't help but think, is this really for her? This child has been sensitive since she was a child and always likes to smile to everyone. In fact, there is a wall in her heart that no one can cross. She is always stubborn and makes people feel distressed.
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But now there was finally someone who could walk into her heart. Could it be that the two of them had missed each other like this? As she spoke, she looked into Ye Luo's eyes and felt cruel. Nothing was as important as the life of the girl in front of her.
Han Qiuyue opened Ye Luo's left eyelid and inspected it carefully. She nodded with satisfaction and then looked at her right eye. Finally, she took out a silver needle and asked Ye Luo to close her eyes and apply the needle carefully. Originally, she was worried that she might leave
Despite some sequelae, it seems that the little girl's eyes have recovered better than she expected.
"Piao Ling, slowly open your eyes. Do you feel blurry or bloodshot?" Han Qiuyue whispered in Ye Luo's ear, her voice a little excited and trembling.
Ye Luo slowly opened his eyes again and smiled slowly, "Master, don't worry, my eyes have recovered very well. My vision is no different from before. It may be because I have been accustomed to the darkness for a long time. It was a little tingling just now, but it is much better now.
It makes everyone worried.”
Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief. The sun was shining brightly outside. There was no depression in late autumn. Everything was full of vitality. Looking at those bright pupils, the heaviness that had been weighing on everyone's hearts for two months gradually dissipated and was replaced by
It is boundless joy.
"Piao Ling, my eyes have recovered very well. It's not too much, but I can't be careless. I need to pay more attention to rest these days." Han Qiuyue's eyes were a little blurry, and she felt more happy than thinking about a person whose life or death was uncertain in the yard next door.
A worry.
It wasn't until lunch was finished that the room gradually became quiet. Ye Luo looked at Binglu who was guarding the room, smiled and said, "Binglu, go and see if there are osmanthus cakes in the kitchen. I'm a little hungry."
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Binglu responded and just walked out of the door. Ye Luo, who was lying on the bed, sat up from the bed, changed into white clothes, and ducked away to avoid the servants in the yard.
Ye Luo followed Binglu into the kitchen. Any gossip would spread the fastest from the kitchen. She wanted to find out what had happened in these days, as well as Mo Yichen's whereabouts, and what happened in the house.
There should always be some clues left behind when there is an extra person eating.
Ye Luo curled her lips. Why did she feel like a detective? The smell of medicine that hit her face made her frown. Aunt Qing's health had recovered a few days ago and she was no longer taking medicine.
Someone else was also sick. Ye Luo's heart tightened and she felt an inexplicable distress. She was overthinking it. This medicine should be taken by the servants of the house.
"Fei Yi, what is she doing here?" Ye Luo hid behind a tree and watched Fei Yi walk into the kitchen. Only then did he see that the person making the medicine was Ye Junmo's personal maid.
After a while, Ye Luo saw Ye Feiyi coming out with a bowl of medicine. He hesitated for a moment and followed her. Watching her walk towards her yard, she secretly suspected that if she remembered correctly, this little girl should be the last one to leave.
In her room, who was sick in the house? She asked the second young master of the Ye family to personally send someone to boil the medicine, and the third young lady of the Ye family to deliver the medicine herself. Obviously, she didn't want to cause any complications.
Ye Luo walked into a yard next to him. As soon as he stood outside the window and prepared to listen to the corner, he was almost hit by a copper coin flying from the house. Then he was grabbed by the shoulder and hurriedly explained, "Master Yun
,it's me."
"Piao Ling, why are you here?" A trace of panic flashed in Leng Yun's eyes, but after all, he had been in the world of martial arts, and it only took a moment for him to return to normal.
With my three-legged cat skills, I can barely follow Fei Yi secretly, but I can't hide it from my master. I'm afraid I will be discovered as soon as I get close. "Why is Master Yun here? Is my master also here?"
"Someone in the house is sick. I am afraid of being infected, so I will put him here first. Your body has just recovered, so you should go back and have a good rest. If you get sick, your master will feel bad again." Leng Yun's calm voice sounded.
, the current state of the man in the room, if this little girl saw it, there might be another trouble.
The infection is still placed next to his own yard. There are no ghosts here unless there is something fishy. Ye Luo faintly noticed something in his heart and was a little panicked, "Master Yun, is he the person in the house?"
"who?"
"he got hurt?"
"Sigh... well, girl, go in and take a look, but no matter what you see, first promise me that you won't cry. Your eyes have just recovered, so you can't worry about it anymore." Leng Yun felt that his words were a bit redundant. To be honest, he felt guilty.
He had never seen this girl cry before.
Ye Luo's heart suddenly seemed to be tightly squeezed by an invisible hand. It hurt so much. What did Master Yun mean? He was really injured. Was the injury serious? Ye Luo walked around Leng Yun and hit him directly.
Ye Feiyi came out after delivering the medicine. The bowl in Ye Feiyi's hand fell vertically to the ground, with pieces flying everywhere. Ye Luo felt a pain in his feet but did not stop.
"Sister, sister..." Ye Feiyi looked at Ye Luo in surprise, why did her sister come here?
"Let her go!" Leng Yun stopped Ye Feiyi.
Ye Luo bit her lower lip tightly and looked at the man lying on the bed tremblingly. Han Qiuyue, who was changing the man's dressing, saw Ye Luo suddenly barging in, and subconsciously took the quilt to cover him, blocking the
Each and every horrific wound.
"Master..." Ye Luo shouted in disbelief.
Han Qiuyue's hand paused, and the wounds on the man's body were exposed like that. Ye Luo stood there and did not dare to take a step forward. The wounds with deep bones stung her eyes deeply, and the white clothes were covered with
The red, blood-stained gauze was just thrown to the ground. Han Qiuyue held a silver knife in her hand, and drops of blood made Ye Luo's eyes red.
Some of the wounds, large and small, were black and some were white. It was obvious that they were poisoned and had no treatment for a long time, leading to infection and festering. What had he experienced? How many things did she not know?
Didn’t it mean that three days after she was kidnapped, he went to the northwest to quell the chaos? None of the wounds on his body were caused by swords? Didn’t it mean that he has not returned yet? He is now lying on the bed with wounds all over his body, like a god.
Who is the person with scars on his face?
"Master, who is this person? How come he is so seriously injured?" Ye Luo stared at the person on the bed without blinking. There were many injuries on his face, and she didn't recognize him...