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Song Chengxuan took off his outer robe, and the white jacket inside was opened, exposing his shoulders. The broken wooden beam fell down just now, and the wooden thorns on it just pierced into the flesh. Although it was not a serious injury, there was still blood soaking Come out, wet clothes.
In the dark, Xu Qinghuan didn't know he was injured until he touched the blood. The wound didn't affect his activities, but since there was a doctor next to him, it would be best to clean it up and apply the medicine, so that he could go directly to the yamen in a while , so as not to waste time.
The doctor lit the lamp and began to look at the wound. Song Chengxuan closed his eyes, trying to sort out what happened tonight.
"It may hurt a little, my lord" The doctor stopped at this point, and this lord Song sat there silently, not paying attention to these things at all. It seemed superfluous for him to instruct him like this.
The wooden thorns were pierced very deep, and it was inevitable that more blood would gush out when they were pulled out. The doctor was prepared before he did it. Sure enough, the blood soon soaked the cloth towel. , Wrapped it with cloth strips, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat after busying for a while, but fortunately, Mr. Song has been sitting upright, and there was no movement at all from the beginning to the end.
The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to check if there were any other wounds, so he pulled the jacket on Song Chengxuan's body. What he didn't expect was that there were several long scars under the jacket. What do these scars mean? He knew it naturally, so he couldn't help but let out a low cry.
Xu Qinghuan walked in when she heard the voice, and what she saw was such a scene. Several lights were shining on Song Chengxuan's body. Although she glanced at it and turned her head quickly, she still saw the scars on his body. Injury, but it still looks shocking.
From those scars, it can be seen what Song Chengxuan has experienced in these years. Xu Qinghuan tightened her lips, and she finally understood why everyone in the previous life was afraid of the long sword in Song Hou's hand.
That is really a murderous sword, because if you don't kill someone, you will be killed by others. Only when you have blood on your body can you know how to kill the enemy.
Song Chengxuan squinted his eyes, and put on his middle coat again: "Okay, the rest are minor injuries, and there is no need to deal with them."
His voice was cold, with a bit of majesty, which made people dare not refute.
The doctor responded, packed the medicine box and retreated from the house.
Song Chengxuan looked at the door, and Xu Qinghuan had already retreated outside the curtain. She happened to be holding a lamp in her hand, so her silhouette fell on the curtain.
She stood there, the dim light made her shadow a little blurry, but it added a bit of demure, and the fragmented hair stuck to her ears and forehead, which made people want to reach out and smooth it.
He couldn't help thinking of her forehead pressed against his chin in the dark
Thinking of this, he suddenly frowned, then turned away.
"Young master, change into your clothes!"
Yong Ye picked up the clothes on the table, they were made for Xu Qingan, the simple gown, even the skirt and cuffs were only perfunctorily embroidered with a few stitches, not as detailed as those made in tailor shops, and Xu Qingan His size doesn't fit him well.
"My lord." Yong Ye tentatively picked up the clothes, which you probably wouldn't wear.
What Yong Ye didn't expect was that Song Chengxuan stretched out his arm.
The more times I was surprised, the more I got used to it. Yong Ye was stunned for a moment, then neatly helped Song Chengxuan put on his robe, then stood aside and took a few more glances.
kindness.
In all fairness, it doesn't look good, if he would rather wear the damaged one just now, but now he seems to have found some ways, as long as he meets Miss Xu, the young master's mind will be very difficult to fathom, just like tonight
Yong Ye lowered his head, what happened tonight must never happen again, the brothers in the southeast are all waiting for the young master to go back, if the young master suffers any damage in front of him, then he will die forever, he knows in his heart that maybe the young master's death here Life and death don't matter to them, but in the southeast, young master is everything.
After tidying up, Song Chengxuan sat down and poured two cups of tea.
Hearing the sound of tea being poured in the room, Xu Qinghuan said, "I'm coming in."
Without hearing Song Chengxuan's refusal, Xu Qinghuan opened the curtain and walked into the room.
Song Chengxuan has already changed into the clothes she made, and he looks pretty good.
Although her sewing skills are not good, this robe is a birthday gift for her brother. After all, she has put a lot of thought into it, and she has tried her best. It is not exquisite, at least it will not be disgusted by others.
Yin Gui put the food in her hand on the table.??, then bowed his head and retreated.
"I asked the kitchen to make some porridge and snacks," Xu Qinghuan said, "Master Song will eat some, and Master Hong will invite you over soon."
Song Chengxuan didn't look at the food on the table, Xu Qinghuan couldn't help thinking that maybe he was used to being alone and didn't want others to be in the room.
"I'll go out first."
She just sat down and was about to leave, Song Chengxuan said indifferently: "How did you guess that they had transported the firearms to the capital?"
One sentence stopped her from getting up.
Xu Qinghuan was a little surprised. With Song Chengxuan's intelligence, even if she didn't hear her tell the whole story, and saw the situation of the Zhang family and the Taoist temple, she should have thought clearly about the joints.
With his reticent temperament, even if he didn't understand some details, he wouldn't ask, because this case can't be covered up, and everyone will know about it after tonight.
If it's not that he understands his personality, it's because he deliberately wants to keep her in the house and talk to her a few more times.
Xu Qinghuan was about to speak, but she heard Song Chengxuan say coldly: "The eldest princess must be called into the palace urgently tonight, and you will inevitably go to the palace to answer after dawn. Are you going to be carried away?"
Xu Qinghuan raised her eyes and found that Song Chengxuan's eyes were on her right foot. She couldn't help being startled. She had a slight injury on her right foot, but she felt that she had covered it up very well, so how could he find out.
"It's okay for someone to carry you into the palace, but once you enter the inner palace, there won't be a pistol waiting for you there."
Song Chengxuan's tone was even colder than before.
She is not that weak. In her previous life, she also stood outside the Compassionate Ning Palace for five or six hours a few times. When she was in northern Xinjiang, she was unable to ride a chariot or horse because the snow was too deep. Without breaking a bone, it will not affect her walking back and forth.
But she can understand Song Chengxuan's thoughts, Xu Qinghuan said: "The smuggling case has finally been found here, and I won't miss it because of these small problems. Besides, the murderer should still have firearms in his hand. The most important thing right now is to kill the murderer. Find it, and don't let him hurt anyone again." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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