The blood stains on the ground were left over from the sudden incident and the movement of Wu Ling'er and Chen Mo, but to Pei Ling, they looked like a murder scene.
"Don't get excited, just listen to my sister's arrangements." Wu Kou stabilized the maid named Pei Ling, fearing that she would cause something else if she yelled.
"She is my maid and my exclusive doctor. Her medical skills are still good. If you have any questions, just tell her." Wu Ling'er looked at Chen Mo and said.
"Why would the empress use such a common name for this guest of the Wu Mansion?" Pei Ling was very confused. Wu Ling'er would always call herself concubine in front of others, and only those who have a particularly good relationship with her at home would call herself me.
"There are all kinds of people around you." Chen Mo said. He was a secret guard before, but now he is a maid with medical skills. Chen Mo also knew that the other maids were not just ordinary people, they were practitioners.
Son's birth.
"He who can do it should work harder."
"This metaphor is not appropriate." Chen Mo stood up and said, "She may be feeling unwell. I don't know why she feels unwell. Just stay here and take care of her."
She? This person doesn’t call Wu Ling’er the title of empress!
"Come on, I'm going back first, you..." Chen Mo glanced at Wu Ling'er and then at the house. "It's better to see someone clean this house."
As he spoke, Chen Mo walked towards the stairs.
"Sister, you should rest first. If you need anything, just call me." Wu Kou did not choose to stay here and followed Chen Mo's footsteps.
After the two left, the maid Pei Ling squatted beside Wu Ling'er and eagerly checked her injuries, namely the two bandaged wrists.
"Empress, this..." Pei Ling looked at her hands and was speechless. Then she lifted the blanket to see if there was any injury under the blanket.
No, except for the injuries on the hands, there are no other injuries.
"Mom, apart from the injury on your hand, what else is wrong with you?" Pei Ling asked.
"I feel uncomfortable all over." Wu Ling'er sighed.
At this moment, the woman in black appeared in the room again, looking at Wu Ling'er who was lying on the chair. She was still a little worried after watching Wu Ling'er leave, so she returned to the room again.
"Zishen, are you okay?" Wu Ling'er looked at her with a sad look on her face.
"It's okay, it's just that he cut a gap in the inner armor." The woman in black said calmly, as if what she just experienced was just a common thing.
"That's really dangerous. You should go back to recuperate first. It's very safe here." Wu Ling'er looked at her and said it was okay, and felt relieved.
"Miss, your face..." Zishen looked at Wu Ling'er's face in surprise, not because she saw Wu Ling'er's true appearance for the first time, but because she had seen too much and discovered that Wu Ling'er was
Ling'er's cheek changes.
"Face? What's wrong with the face?" Pei Ling had been checking other places just now and did not pay attention to Wu Ling'er's face at all. At this time, she only looked there after Zishen reminded her.
Then he was equally surprised and said: "Empress, your face..."
"Did you just realize it now? Zishen saw it as soon as he came in." Wu Ling'er scolded.
As if she had discovered a new world, Pei Ling put her face up and observed carefully, observing the new skin next to the dark spots. Pei Ling knew that that was where the dark spots had receded, that is to say, the dark spots were disappearing.
"That's great. You two can help me clean up the rest of the place." As he said that, Wu Ling'er pointed at his chest with difficulty.
"Has the black color there also changed?" Pei Ling hurriedly and carefully opened Wu Ling'er's clothes, and Zi Shen curiously came over to help.
The coat was removed to one side, leaving only the inner garment, and most of the skin was exposed. At this time, Wu Ling'er's black spots were completely exposed to the sight of several people.
Wu Ling'er's dark spots were very big. Last time, Chen Mo only saw the position of his neck. Under the neck, it spread like a devil's claw along the bulging chest, occupying less than half of the chest.
Chen Mo said that the more poison you eat, the more poisonous it will be, and the larger the black spots will become. Judging from the current situation of the black spots, Wu Ling'er used to be very dangerous.
"The black spots have fallen off?!" Pei Ling exclaimed, then picked up the fallen black spots with her hands and slowly tore them off, as if she was uncovering someone else's scars.
"Does it hurt?" Pei Ling asked. It was very painful to open someone's scar. She didn't know if this situation would be painful.
"It doesn't hurt, just tear it open."
After receiving the promise, Pei Ling became more bold and reassured, speeding up the peeling off. The dark spots were torn open, and the delicate skin under the dark spots was revealed, just like the skin on her face before.
After a while, the areas around the black spots that had fallen off were cleaned up, and then her clothes were put back on to avoid freezing.
Pei Ling and Zishen both looked at the things in their hands. The problem they had been troubled by had reached a breakthrough today.
"Empress, what should I do with this thing?" Pei Ling asked.
"Burn it."
"Okay." Pei Ling responded and threw the things into the stove. The blue flame surprised her again.
Pei Ling thought about what had just happened and vaguely guessed something, but she couldn't believe it. She couldn't help but ask: "Mother, is the change in your strange disease related to that person?"
The reason why Pei Ling thought so was because the appearance of that person was an anomaly. When he was there, the empress began to recover from her illness. It was hard not to think of them together.
"Yes." Wu Ling'er did not deny it, because to cover it up would require many lies. At this time, she did not have the energy to cover up, and it seemed that it was not necessary.
"He is the miracle doctor invited by the young master?!" Pei Ling guessed, thinking of their attitude towards that man.
"Stop guessing. I'm tired and want to rest. Help me back to the bed." Wu Ling'er's eyelids were fighting. She was really tired. I don't know if it was because of the sequelae mentioned by Chen Mo.
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The two helped Wu Ling'er to the bed and covered him with a quilt. Wu Ling'er quickly fell into a deep sleep.
"Someone is coming, I'll leave first." Zishen said, and disappeared like a ghost. Even Chen Mo was amazed by her movement skills.
When Zishen said this, Pei Ling heard someone coming up from the stairs, it was the maids.
Before they could ask, Pei Ling said, "Your Majesty, I just went to bed. Carefully clean up the blood stains here first. I'll do the rest when I wake up tomorrow."
Pei Ling looked at their worried eyes and knew what they were thinking: "Your Majesty, you're fine. You're fine. Let's get to work quickly. Don't wake up your Majesty."
With that said, Pei Ling took the lead and started working first.
.....
Wu Kou followed Chen Mo downstairs. As for his sister's future affairs, he should leave it to more professional people. He would only be in the way there. Besides, there are some things that it is not convenient for men to be present.
Wu Kou put his arm around Chen Mo's shoulders and said, "Brother, are you hungry? Do you want to drink some? You don't like the wine at home. Then I will take you to the best restaurant in Changjing. The wine there is not bad.
How."
"Forget it, I don't like busy places." Chen Mo refused, since it is the best restaurant, it must be very lively.
"Then stay at home, I'll ask someone to pack it back."
"Okay, okay, just calm down for a while. Your sister's condition is not stable yet, so just stay at home and wait." Chen Mo said angrily.
The two walked out of the yard and called the people who were waiting back. It was obviously not enough for Pei Ling to take care of him alone. The maids hurriedly said hello to the young master and ran towards their master's room.
Wu Kou followed Chen Mo all the way back to Chen Mo's small courtyard. Wu Kou had no intention of disturbing Chen Mo anymore. Although he kept talking about what he wanted to do with Chen Mo along the way, he was actually still worried about Wu Ling'er's condition.
There will definitely be a big meal, and there will be more than one meal, just wait and see when Chen Mo wants to eat.
He bid farewell to Wukou and returned to his own yard, where his dedicated servants were blowing the cold wind, seemingly waiting for him.
"Ah, Mr. Chen, what's wrong with your hand?" Xiaolan said looking at Chen Mo's arm.
Only then did Chen Mo realize that he hadn't even put his sleeves back.
"It's nothing." Chen Mo said calmly and put down his sleeves.
"Would you like to find some medicine for you?" Xiaolan asked.
"No need." Chen Mo shook his head and said, "You guys are standing in this yard drinking from the northwest wind."
A few people laughed, but they didn't expect that Mr. Chen had a humorous side under his cold appearance.
"Aren't you waiting for Mr. Chen to come back?" Xiao Lan said obediently. In fact, she was about the same age as Chen Mo, but her tone was a little childish.
"What are you waiting for me? If you have nothing to do, go to bed." Chen Mo said to them and went back to the room.
"Yes." Everyone looked at his back and responded.
Chen Mo closed the door, and Ah Fei muttered: "Did Mr. Chen have a fight with the young master? No, it was a martial arts competition. The guards at home just now hurried to the yard over there. It must be like this. It seems that I missed it.
It was a good show.”
"What are you thinking about?" Xiaolan asked him.
"What do you mean by random thoughts? I have a basis for this. Otherwise, how could Mr. Chen be injured?"
"Alas!" A Fei sighed and continued: "It seems that our master's skills are better, and those who have been on the battlefield are different. So, Xiaolan, don't be too obsessed with Jianghu people. If you want to be obsessed, just be obsessed.
For a person like the Young Patriarch, maybe one day the Young Patriarch will take his fancy and become the general's wife. Isn't this much nicer than a hero's wife?"
"Smelly Fei!" Xiaolan was so stimulated by him that she raised her small fist and was about to hit him.
"Hey~" Ah Fei hid. "I can't hit you."
"Don't hide if you have the ability." Xiao Lan twisted the hem of his clothes and ran after A Fei.
Xiaofeng watched happily.
"You two are making a fuss, but don't disturb Mr. Chen." Agui reminded him not to leave alone.