Non-stick clothing

Gange rubbed his arm with goosebumps, it wasn't cold in the tent, but he felt a chill.

The woman was very young and pretty, wearing a green dress, a piece of sleeve was torn off for some unknown reason, revealing a piece of pure white skin.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, but the eyes she cast were full of murderous intent, like an unsheathed knife, with a chilling chill.

This is no ordinary woman, at least not an ordinary healer.

"Let me ask again," Yue Zilin's voice was soft as if bewitching, "Who ordered you to come?"

The commander smiled and said, "I don't know."

Before the words fell, the screams drowned out all voices, and the composure on the man's face was replaced by great pain.

A little finger fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

There was still a smile on the corner of Yue Zilin's mouth, "Say, who is it?" The blood-stained knife pointed up the man's jaw and stabbed slowly.

Gange said in a deep voice: "Miss Zilin can't get a result from asking like this."

The purpose of interrogation is to attack the mind, not to hurt the body.

Yue Zilin raised his eyebrows and smiled sideways: "The general's words are different." She pulled out the knife and said: "A person may not be afraid of death, but he may not be afraid of pain." She smiled like a peach blossom in a mountain temple in April , and like a spring breeze blowing on the face, "If you are not afraid, it can only mean that the pain is not enough."

"Is the commander-in-chief planning to speak?"

The man gasped, his face pale, "I don't know." He said weakly.

Yue Zilin looked at him with disappointed eyes, like looking at an old dog that is useless.

She took out a crystal clear porcelain bottle from her sleeve, and said softly: "My lord, this medicine is called Bliss, and its properties are very weak. No one has ever died from its toxicity, but no one has survived after being poisoned. Guess what?" Why?"

Gange couldn't help but said: "Why?"

"Because most people who were poisoned died of pain, and some couldn't bear it and committed suicide." Yue Zilin said: "Compared to eating, it seems to be more effective to apply directly on the wound."

She used a knife to pick apart the cloth that the commander was barely hanging on her body, and then poured it down.

Compared to the last time he howled in pain, this time, he couldn't make a sound—he passed out from pain.

Because he was drugged, his hands and feet were not tied.

Gange picked up a bucket of water and poured it on the man.

He knew that if the torture really hit a hard bone, there would be nothing they could do, but now, they had nothing to do but torture.

The commander trembled, and subconsciously grasped the things around his waist with his fingers.

His movements were small and weak, and his hands were resting on his waist, almost no one saw him.

But not including Yuezilin.

The commander obviously didn't even have the strength to speak, why did his fingers turn blue from being pinched at that moment?

Yue Zilin squatted down and looked at the commander who was leaning against the wall.

The other party forced a smile, but he was also suave.

Yue Zilin smiled slowly, and she opened the commander's hands, one by one.

The expression of this man who had been smiling all the time, the man who had been calm all this time finally changed.

"Give it to me." He said hoarsely.

Yue Zilin opened his hand and easily took out the contents.

It was like the last straw.

The man reached out his hand in vain, but couldn't catch anything.

"Give it to me!" he yelled.

It's a sachet.

The sachet has a moon-white background, pink thread, and is embroidered with peach blossoms, but it is stained with blood, and the blood that was stroked before has turned black.

Yuezi smiled, and the peach blossoms promised marriage.

She lowered her eyes, a good sign.

"Looks like it was done by your sweetheart." She said, taking a lamp to watch carefully.

"Don't touch it!"

"Shut his mouth," she trembled, the candle almost missed the tassels of the sachet, "I think it's noisy."

The gagged commander uttered a strange murmur, but couldn't say anything, he could only look at Yue Zilin with hatred in his eyes.

Yue Zi said: "General Gange, has this lord ever been married?"

Gange frowned, thought for a while and said, "No."

"What about the engagement?"

"Neither." He shook his head.

Yue Zilin played with the sachet, caressing the stitches carefully.

The embroidery is really good, and the material is also good.

If what she saw was correct, it was Yuexiu Ling, which was rumored to be woven by sharks, and it was also rumored that this was the skin of sharks, which was extremely cherished.

This kind of thing is an imperial offering, there are only ten horses a year, I am afraid that Duan Sizhi will rarely see it, let alone such a small commander-in-chief?

This kind of embroidery, this kind of material.

She touched a few more characters, which were very small, embroidered with pink thread, so delicate that they seemed to blend in with the peach blossoms. If she hadn't touched them, Yue Zilin would not have believed that there was such an embroiderer in the world.

She recognized these words, and suddenly burst out laughing, the laughter spread outside, mixed with the strong wind, it was extremely frightening, and the crows on the dead branches fluttered their wings in fright.

……

Su Huaijin flicked his sleeves and said, "You must not go out."

Duan Changge was wearing a brocade robe with light gray flowing patterns, his face was as white as paper, but his lips were bloody.

"Mr. Su." Duan Changge wanted to speak again, but was interrupted immediately.

Su Huaijin's face was extremely ugly, and said: "Just now, Miss Lin said that she was afraid that something would happen to you, and even her elder brother would not be able to save her. If the young commander goes out now and coughs twice, it will be my nurse's fault. Please help me." Don't embarrass me handsome."

He was really angered by Yue Zi. He had seen tens of thousands of powerful patients, but who was not polite to him?Even Xiao Qiong didn't say a single serious word.

But Yue Zilin didn't say anything rude to him, and told him by name that if something happened to Duan Changge, even Su Huaiyu couldn't be rescued, how could there be someone who couldn't be rescued by a medical saint?What's more, it's just a skin trauma. Isn't this saying that the medical sage is not skilled in medicine and has a false reputation?How can such remarks make him not angry?

Duan Changge coughed twice, and said weakly: "If Zilin has any words to offend, a certain generation of Zilin will apologize to Mr. Su, but now that the matter is urgent, I hope that Mr. can take XX out."

She used a belt, because of her current situation, she really couldn't get out of the tent by herself.

Su Huaijin was taken aback, when he met someone like Duan Changge, he held back his anger and didn't know how to express it. The so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, not to mention that the smiling person is gentle and seriously injured, so he said a few words It will take a long time to cough.

Su Huaijin considered his words for a while, and eased up a lot, saying: "Young Marshal, it's not because I deliberately made things difficult, but because your current body really can't go out."

I'm afraid Duan Changge won't be able to stop the bleeding even if he moves.

Su Huaijin lit the incense to soothe the nerves, and said: "Young commander should rest well, Zilin will come back naturally when he finishes his work."

Only Yue Zilin was guarding Duan Changge just now, Duan Changge must have done this to see Yue Zilin.

It's just that he doesn't know what happened to make such a calm young commander so anxious.

Duan Changge leaned on the soft pillow, she couldn't move, her body was numb and hurt, she could only say in desperation: "Okay."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Duan Sizhi lifted the curtain and came in, saying: "How are you?"

When she woke up, she asked someone to tell Duan Sizhi first, so that he would not be worried, and if she didn't want him, she was still worried, so she came here in person.

……

Yuezi laughed enough before he condescended to take out the cloth ball that was blocking the commander's mouth, and said: "This embroidery method is a woman, as I said just now, this is your lord's sweetheart."

"So what?" said the commander, "Can you threaten me with her?"

This is reckless.

"Do you think I don't know who this woman is?"

The commander lowered his eyes, and the panic in his eyes was instantly suppressed.

Reason told him that this was most likely Yue Zilin's aggressive method.

He looked up, still smiling, "I really thought you didn't know."

"I know." She smiled, as proud as a child who got a treasure, and couldn't wait to show it off.

As soon as these words came out, Lian Gange looked at her in surprise.

"This sachet does not seem to be embroidered by one person, because the embroidery methods are different and each has its own merits, but the stitches are obviously made by one person. If it is not that these embroiderers all have the same stitches, it means that this person can embroider in many ways. " Yue Zilin said.

"However, it's nothing unusual. Even women from ordinary families will wear two or three kinds of embroidery. But after I looked closely, I found that this is a kind of embroidery method that has only suddenly become popular among the nobles of the imperial capital in the past ten years. The strengths of a hundred families avoid the weaknesses of each race, whether it is the cloud decoration pattern, or the birds, animals, flowers and plants are all lifelike."

"But because it is too real, this embroidery method has been criticized instead, so it has only flourished for two years, and the embroidery method is complicated. Only the embroiderers in the palace and the maidservants of several families can know this embroidery method."

It is strange to say that even though she wore a sachet, she did not forget all the painful past, and the extravagant pleasure at home also left a memory, I don't know what she forgot, or she didn't forget anything, just felt that she forget.

Yue Zilin shook his head.

"I think it should be someone from the palace." She concluded.

The commander lowered his head, he understood how much he said and how wrong he was.

"I thought it was the embroiderer," said the sachet dangling in her hand, the red string was wrapped around her fair fingers, it was really pretty, "but how could the embroiderer afford such expensive materials? ?”

"This is something that even concubines are not qualified to use. Over the years, it has only been sent to the emperor and a few favored princes."

"The fabrics are all in abundance, so stealing is naturally impossible. Even if only a small piece of such a thing is cut off, it will not be worth a life. Then, your lord's sweetheart should be a person of very high status, right? "

The commander gritted his teeth and remained silent, Yue Zilin completely accepted it.

"Impossible for concubines, they are not qualified to use such things. Empress," she snorted, "unless the empress is crazy." Her tone was too disrespectful, and Gange grabbed her wrist.

"how?"

Gan Ge said: "The queen is Daqi..."

Yuezi hummed, shut up, stopped discussing, and said: "As for the other princes, as far as I know, no one has such a hobby." She was referring to embroidery, even if they had it, it was absolutely impossible to get it Come to the bright side and give it away, "Then only the Jun Jun is left."

I don't know when it started, the commander's face has lost all blood.

"There are a few words embroidered on this sachet, I'm afraid even adults have not noticed it," Yue Zilin smiled beautifully, "There is a woman's boudoir name embroidered on it."

"How about it, my lord," she said, "I'll ask again, who is it?"

The commander panted a few times and said, "You let them all go out!"

Yue Zilin said, "Everyone go out."

Gange said: "No, Ye Ranyun is highly skilled in martial arts, if he wants to hurt Miss Zilin, we can't come in immediately."

Perhaps because he was worried that she would become a prisoner, Ye Ranyun threatened them with her.

"Nothing." Yue Zilin resolutely said: "You guys go out first."

If someone said to her like a pistol that it could pose a threat to her, Yue Zilin would only take it as a joke.

Gange and several people in the camp looked at each other, and finally walked out.

Yue Zilin said: "Tell me, there is no need to be taboo. The generals under Marshal Duan's command are naturally aboveboard, and they will not disgrace the style of the commander. They will definitely not do such trivial things as eavesdropping."

Gange, who had put his ears on the tent, stood up straight again, and stepped back a few feet.

Do not disgrace the style of the coach.

"These," Ye Ranyun said, "How did you know that?"

Yue Zilin said impatiently: "If I tell you, my family had as many embroidered cloths as I wanted back then, and if the patterns were not beautiful enough, I would have cut them for fun. I know the embroidery method very well, do you believe it?"

"Who are you?" Ye Ranyun's voice was hoarse.

"There is a little doctor next to the young commander-in-chief." Yue Zilin said: "Stop talking nonsense, just talk."

Ye Ranyun was speechless again for a moment, and said: "If I don't tell, what will you do?" His smile was slightly mocking, "You can't break into the palace and kidnap a county king to threaten me."

Yue Zilin nodded, and said: "Of course, I really can't do that. But, I can tell the world about this. The county lord's embroidered boudoir names are all on it." She smiled maliciously, and said: "Folk people At most, it can be regarded as gossip, the secret history of the palace. But, what do you think the emperor who values ​​face and etiquette will think? Will he thoroughly investigate the authenticity of this matter? If he finds out the result, you say, what will he do? What about a daughter who was privately handed over to the guards?"

Ye Ranyun's eyes were bloodshot, and he said: "She is a very polite woman, we have never done anything."

Yue Zilin interrupted: "I didn't want to let everyone out to hear what you did with her."

Even if she hasn't done anything, Yi Xiaoqiong's temperament will not let it go. Marrying far away is the best result.

Ye Ranyun closed his eyes wearily, and said, "Have you never liked anyone?"

"What do you mean?" she frowned.

This guy sent everyone away just to say this incomprehensible nonsense?

"If you've never liked anyone, I wouldn't be surprised if you acted like this." Ye Ranyun said: "I used to think it was stupid to think that a person could live and die."

"But if you've ever liked someone, it's really ruthless to do so."

Yue Zilin looked at him in amazement, as if he saw a fool, "My lord wants me to feel the same way as my lord?" As if she had heard the best joke, she said, "Why?"

"I really like other people, so what?" Yue Zilin said, "If you don't say it, I will tell the world, that is cruel and heartless, how about it?"

"I don't need to have any extra affection for you or that county lord. It's enough for me to put my mind and heart on one person."

"What I said, if you really put it into action, the county lord you like will definitely not have any good results. You feel distressed, but let me empathize with you. Isn't it too ridiculous?"

Her voice condensed into a piece of ice that couldn't be melted away, "You hurt Duan Changge here, why don't you see my lord empathize with my pain?"

The author has something to say: Am I great?

Thanks to Hu Yan, Sifan, Qingqing Zijin, and Yiha little angels for their mines.

Oyy dyed cherub grenades.

It still hurts after a day's rest. Thinking that I still wear winter cotton trousers in late spring and April, and put on a down jacket when it rains, I really don't understand why I have rheumatism.