Before arriving outside the palace wall, he searched many places but could not find her.
He went to her Qiu Mansion to look for her. After all, she was married. As a man, it was inconvenient for him to come to her house in person. He didn't care about such frivolous things as fame and wealth. He was aloof from worldly things. He didn't even care about rumors.
But she is a girl, she cannot cause rumors, be immodest, or have her feet in two boats. These comments from the world are too heavy for a girl.
In order to avoid causing bad rumors for her, he used some money and said "I am the king" to bully others and asked her neighbor to ask the guard at the door on the pretext that he wanted to ask for advice on the art of war. When he learned that she did not come home, he
Then he turned around and went to the dormitory where she stayed overnight when she was on duty in the palace, but no one was there.
Finally he came here under the palace wall, which was quite close to the viewing platform where they set off fireworks together.
It is hard to imagine that the iron-fisted female war goddess who has made great achievements in the battlefield will be so depressed that she hides in a corner and shrinks.
It turns out that pity is not directly related to the level of martial arts.
In my impression, she was always full of life and fearless, but suddenly she shrank into a ball, which made her look even more pitiful.
He was soft-hearted in his medical practice, and it was a pity to see the weak, especially the strong, with their wings broken, and he couldn't bear it in his heart.
Cangmiao told Ziqin, "Go and see if her... fiancé is with her. The box tree in front blocks the view, so I can't see clearly. If he is there, I will go back
Already."
Ziqin originally held the umbrella for Cangmiao, so he handed it to Cangmiao and walked over, crouching in the rain. He looked around carefully, then came back and said, "General Qiu is the only one."
Cangmiao stretched out her knuckled hand and said, "Give me the medicine box. You'll be waiting here."
"Okay, here's the medicine box for you!" Ziqin hurriedly handed over the medicine box, then Cangmiao picked up the medicine box and walked towards Qiu Yan with an umbrella.
Ziqin looked at the back of King Yuxian. In the drizzle, his white clothes were flowing, and his wide robe and long sleeves really looked like a god. However, why don't I bring an extra umbrella, so that my fairy-like master took away the umbrella?
, I don’t have to wait in the rain like a fool, it’s hard to be a medicine boy. Thinking of this, he quickly found an eaves to hide from the rain.
"Qiu Yan, I look like you from a distance." Cangmiao walked up to Qiu Yan, stopped, and spoke first, disturbing her melancholy.
When Qiuyan heard Cangmiao's voice, she felt something move in her heart. She raised her head unexpectedly. In the drizzle, he held an oil-paper umbrella. When she was in a dead corner, he appeared in her life like a bunch of flowers.
Light.
She was in a very embarrassed state. The areas where she was beaten on her face and neck began to swell and turn black and blue after a long time. The blood on her face where she was pressed to the ground and rubbed had dried up. Her little face was black, blue, dirty and ugly.
Extremely.
She stood up. Cangmiao was a miracle doctor and also a prince. Compared with people from the royal family, they were always ministers. Even though he was born to be unruly and careless about details, she could not forget his identity. She lowered her head and said: "Genius doctor,
It's you."
"I happened to be passing by." As she said this, Cangmiao put her clean boots on the stone steps, her brows covered with pure pity, "Come under the eaves here, you are almost half wet from the shower."
"Yeah." Qiu Yan followed him and walked under the eaves. Rain was dripping from the eaves. Three or two groups of people walked by holding umbrellas on the road. The miracle doctor was beside them. There was an old box tree under the steps, and lanterns were hung on the tree.
The wind blew gently.
Cangmiao closed the umbrella and put it up at the bottom of the wall, then looked carefully at Qiu Yan's face, noting the injuries and the frustration in her eyes.
Qiu Yan noticed the warm gaze of the miracle doctor. She was inexplicably nervous. In the past, she and he were always together with others. Today, she was alone with him for the first time. He was different from usual. He was less unruly and more calm and melancholy.
, she actually felt a lot of pressure. It turned out that she had never known the real him. After all, he didn't like to laugh.
Qiuyan turned her face away, putting the uninjured side under his sight. The injured side looked ugly, and she didn't want him to see it. She said in a panic: "It's getting late, and I'm planning to go home."
Let’s go.”
With that said, Qiuyan bowed her hands and said goodbye.
"Stop." Cangmiao's voice was always soft, but it had a force that could not be violated. It turned out that strength had nothing to do with the volume of the voice, but everything to do with the connotation and bearing. She respected him.
Qiu Yan's shoulders were shaken, and she lowered her clasped hands and let them hang on her sides. She really needed someone to talk to, but...she was afraid that she would be rude if she confided her thoughts like pouring beans.
The miracle doctor seems to be an immortal who is not stained by the mortal world. Her worldly things will make him laugh.
"Lift your chin and let me take a look." Cangmiao ordered softly.
Qiu Yan only said: "It's okay. It's okay." She moved half of her swollen cheeks away.
Suddenly she felt her jaw tighten and hold her tight. His clean fingers pinched her dirty chin and he said, "You can't avoid treatment if you are ugly."
"Miracle doctor, I... there is blood on my face, it's quite dirty."
"It's okay." He chuckled, bent a little, and looked at her bruised cheek.
There was no disgust or contempt in his eyes, only... intolerance.
Qiu Yan's heart beat much faster, and her eyes were hot. Then Cangmiao used some force with her hands to straighten her cheeks, and then looked at her wounds by the light of the lanterns on the palace wall.
His eyes were very gentle, Qiu Yan felt her heart weakening, and the injury caused by Song Nanxuan's fist on her face didn't seem to hurt that much anymore.
Song Nanxuan's fists, hand-knife, and Tong Han's standing aside did not make her want to cry, but the gentle eyes of the miracle doctor made her want to cry.
"Did you fight with someone?" Cangmiao looked at her cheeks that were swollen and almost unrecognizable. Her right eye was bloodshot and there were blood stains under her eyes. It was really not easy for a girl to support the future of the Qiu family with her thin shoulders. He did what he did to her.
After some investigation, it turned out that her father was lame, her brother was dead, and now she has lost power again, which is the lowest point in her life.
When Qiu Yan was asked, inexplicable tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't know why she was wronged. Maybe she needed warmth, and he was generous in giving it. She nodded, "Yes."
Cangmiao asked again: "Did you win?"
Qiu Yan nodded, "We won."
"It's good if you win." Cangmiao nodded, "Has the other party apologized to you?"
Qiu Yan shook her head, "No."
"Yeah. I understand." Cangmiao answered as if he had nothing to say, but he didn't ask useless questions. Asking, things happen for a reason.
Qiu Yan was startled, "You...do you think it's not good for me to fight with others in Xuanwumen?"
"No." Cangmiao chuckled, "It's necessary to fight back and protect yourself."
Qiu Yan's heart was greatly moved, her eyes became even more sore, and she said softly: "Miracle doctor, now everyone is avoiding me like a savage beast. They are afraid of getting close to me and being implicated by me. You...you...should have been earlier
Go back, lest I know that you and I are together today, and even you will be left out in the cold."
"It's best to ignore me. Send me away to the sky and be free. But I am smart now. Whoever I ignore will not ignore me. I will only be careful to accept me. I am pinching his weakness."
"The miracle doctor... is not afraid of being implicated by me." Her voice trembled a little.
There was a lot of grievance in her voice, and Cangmiao felt a little worried when she heard it. He held her wrist through the clothes, and then tightened his hand, moved down a little, and held her hand directly skin to skin. He knew it was a foul.
There was Tong Han, who violated the rules and violated his friend's wife. Her hands were not delicate and she had been practicing martial arts for many years, so her palms were very calloused.
Find an opportunity to ask her why she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Is it to follow her fiancé, Mr. Tong?
"Well..." Qiu Yan whispered in surprise when her hand was held.