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As soon as she said these words, sparks shot out of the young man's eyes.

Yunling immediately realized the situation at this time, threw the black umbrella on the ground, and said repeatedly: "Well, I really didn't mean it."

She could swear that it was really an accidental injury.

While she was talking, the black umbrella fell to the ground, hit some mechanism, and shot three small wooden arrows like knuckles in succession.

The direction of the projection was right at Young Lang's ankle.

Zhou Qiong was on guard this time and jumped up, avoiding the three small arrows and letting them pierce into the short ruffian's calf.

"Ah!" The ruffian hugged his legs and let out a shrill cry.

Only then did everyone discover what had happened in Yunling.

Lao Qi exerted all his strength, and the other four gangsters were knocked unconscious one after another.

Mr. Tang took Yun Ling behind him with a quick stride, "Ling'er, are you okay?"

Yunling shook her head quickly, "Grandpa, I'm fine..."

She awkwardly indicated with her eyes that someone else was in trouble.

Only then did Mr. Tang look at the young man who suddenly appeared and recognized him immediately.

There are many good-looking young men in Ruidu, but only Zhou Qiong, the eldest son of Zhenxihou, can be seen taking up nine points of their splendor.

"Prince Zhou, why are you here?" Mr. Tang asked in surprise.

Zhou Qiong still had some respect for the doctors who had treated her mother, otherwise she wouldn't have helped her twice in a row.

He calmed down his anger and said: "There is a lake behind the mountain. I was fishing in the wild. I saw that you seemed to be in trouble, so I came over to take a look."

Everyone followed his gaze and discovered that there was a downhill path behind the corner of the mountain road. At the end of the path was a small lake, with several small boats moored in twos and threes.

It really looks like fishing in the wild.

At this time, a man hurriedly climbed up on the path, holding a red robe in his hand, "Your Majesty, your clothes are dry and you can change into them."

It was the boy named Heyi whom Yunling had met at Linglong Embroidery Workshop.

As soon as Heyi came up, he was surprised to see the mess on the ground, but when he saw the blood marks on his master's back, he rushed over with a "ouch".

"Oh, my Lord, why are you injured? Why is there still a knife stuck in your butt? That man dared to hurt the prince of Zhenxihou Mansion, and dared to hurt the nephew of the imperial concubine, this I don’t want to live anymore!”

He stared back at everyone with an angry look on his face, trying to identify the real culprit among the group.

"The prince is injured?" Mr. Tang was also surprised and took a few steps forward to see Zhou Qiong's injury.

The scene just happened so fast. Among all the Tang family members, except for Yunling, the culprit, only Lao Qi knew the inside story with the corner of his eye. Everyone else only knew the inside story after the ruffian screamed. Looked over.

Zhou Qiong's expression froze and she took two steps back hastily, "No, no need, it's just a minor injury. I'll just go back and give you some medicine. I won't bother the old lady."

With the injury in such a place, he was really embarrassed. How could he be willing to let Mrs. Tang treat it?

After a fierce shooting, Heyi had determined that the five people lying on the ground were the real culprits who hurt the prince. He was kicking them severely. Hearing Zhou Qiong's words, he was immediately unhappy.

"Your Majesty, you still have a knife stuck in your butt. How come it's not serious? Dr. Tang happens to be here. Let's let him take a look. You said such a fatal part, if it's just a little bit different, I'm a slave. Ten heads are not enough for the old lady to punish!"

He firmly hugged Zhou Qiong's legs that kept moving back, and greeted Mrs. Tang, "This is a problem for Mrs. Tang, but I have to look carefully for my heir. It's best if there are no scars, woo woo woo, The eldest son of my family has not yet gotten married, so he has suffered a great crime!"

The words made Zhou Qiong feel ashamed and embarrassed, and she couldn't pull away even after pulling out several times. Mrs. Tang was already in front of her, so she had no choice but to turn her head away, her face red to the root of her neck.

Yunling looked at Old Man Tang's movements with some curiosity.

She clearly remembered the position where the short blade sank.

In a place with so much meat, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Seeing that she was still staring at people, Shen Qingdai hurriedly pulled her aside.

"Aling, don't delay the old lady's diagnosis and treatment."

Yun Ling said to herself that she didn't go up to delay anyone, she just wanted to see how Zhou Qiong was injured.

But seeing the way everyone in the Tang family turned sideways and averted their eyes, they immediately realized that this was an ancient time where men and women were highly protected, not a modern day where male doctors could be obstetricians.

She retracted her gaze and quietly approached Lao Qi, "Did you make that umbrella yourself?"

Lao Qi nodded coldly, then shook his head: "It was before, but not now."

Yunling: "?"

Lao Qi winked in Zhou Qiong's direction, "I just said I picked up this umbrella."

Yunling nodded carefully: "Yes!"

Then he couldn't help but ask: "Is it the mess you bought that day?"

Lao Qi was a little proud and a little pity: "There is not enough time, otherwise there would not be only one umbrella."

Yunling also felt it was a pity, "That's all. When I was kicked out, I only had an umbrella and couldn't take anything else away."

"Do you like this umbrella?"

Yunling nodded.

Isn't this nonsense? This is the first time she has come into contact with such a powerful hidden weapon.

Lao Qi thought for a moment and said, "Then I will make something else for you next time. I guarantee it will be more fun than this!"

Such a powerful hidden weapon Lao Qi is just kidding?

Yunling's eyes widened, "Old Qi, are you the successor of some peerless mechanism technique?"

"What mechanism technique?" Lao Qi was a little confused, "I figured it out myself."

"You are a genius!" Yunling was completely convinced.

If Lao Qi was born in modern times, he would at least be a handmade V-girl.

The two of them were talking in whispers. At this time, Mr. Tang had already helped Zhou Qiong to remove the short blade. In addition, he also took the remaining purple grass from Tang Yuanzhi's flatbed truck and temporarily treated the wound so that it would not heal. Bleeding again.

"Your Majesty, the temporary herbs I use cannot be used for too long. When you go back, remember to ask someone from the hospital to take care of it again, or you can apply some gold sore medicine yourself after you go back. Take good care of it and don't let it get wet."

Zhou Qiong nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Tang."

"Your Majesty, you are so polite. Tang has not yet thanked His Majesty for your generous action."

"It takes a little effort, but it doesn't matter."

When the two were chatting, Zhou Qiong put on his iconic red clothes again.

He tried his best to ignore the dull pain in his buttocks and stood with his back straight like a cypress, looking like a handsome nobleman.

At this time, the men who had been knocked unconscious by Lao Qi finally woke up.

"Lao Qi!" Tang Yuanzhi couldn't help but screamed and wanted to climb off the flatbed truck.

If these people get up, the first person to retaliate will definitely be him who cannot move.

If Mrs. Tang didn't hear the complaint, she asked Zhou Qiong, "Master, how do you think we should deal with these ruffians?"