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The scorching sun is shining brightly, drunk tonight, singing sweetly, full of jubilation.

"Woo--" A blood-stained blue shadow suddenly stopped the horse, jumped off the horse's back, and just as soon as it landed, it excitedly walked into the front hall of Zui Tonight.

"Sister! Sister!" Ziyuan's sudden intrusion, full of blood, caused the drunken customers and singers in the front hall to turn pale with fright, and retreated to the side in panic.

The bustard who was entertaining business in the hall saw Ziyuan, walked over with a sullen face, and stretched out his hand to pinch Ziyuan's ear, "I said, my lord, if you get injured while handling a case, let your guards take good care of you. Barging in with the smell of blood, this is to offend my old lady, right? Besides, if you want to find your sister, go to Piaoxiangyuan to look for it, the girl here is not something you can afford!"

Ziyuan turned around to avoid the old bustard's fingers, and said with a chuckle: "Mom, am I happy? Today is the captain's ceremony, I..."

"You still said, get the hell out of here!" The bustard didn't want to hear her finish, so she raised her hand and slapped Zi Yuan on the buttocks, "This place is a peaceful place for my mother, you kid wants to come to drink and have fun, but you can't do it!" Wash off this bloody body for the old lady before coming in!

"Oh, mother... I..." Ziyuan shook her head again and again, knowing that she has returned her status as a living person today, and she no longer needs to sneak around when she is drunk tonight, but this old bustard pretends not to know her, and keeps trying to drive her away.Thinking of this, Ziyuan seems to have thought of something, Su Zhexue must have come out to help with business when she usually takes a nap at this time, why is she not seen now?Ziyuan leaned back and looked around, her eyes finally fell on the second floor, where there were ten mighty generals standing on it, she knew them, if they weren't from the residence of the Great General Zhen Guo, who were they?

Could it be that Shen Yuan came to look for his sister again?

Ziyuan's heart turned cold, and she felt that someone had slammed the wound. She couldn't help but gasped, frowned and stared at the sneak attacker, but saw A Ling's cold eyes, and couldn't help laughing. : "Miss Ah Ling, be merciful...be merciful..."

A Ling rolled her eyes at Zi Yuan, nodded slightly to the old bustard, and said, "Mom, I'll drive this scoundrel away, and you go greet the guests."

"Alright, it's really irritating for this brat to spoil my mother's business so well!" The old bustard finished speaking angrily, then turned around, and changed into a kind face again, and she smiled at the old lady. Looking at the guests in the front hall, he repeatedly smiled, "Guest officers, don't panic, the uncle of the imperial guard camp is really unruly, I won't do his business tonight when I'm drunk, everyone continue to drink, continue to have fun, my mother is here to give everyone I can't accompany you anymore."

Hearing the old bustard's explanation, and seeing the old bustard's sarcastic remarks to Ziyuan just now, all the drunken customers were relieved, and some even booed: "Disappointment, disappointment, why don't you go out, brat? "

"You..." Zi Yuan gave these people a cold look, and before she could say anything, A Ling dragged her out of Zui Jinxiao's door by her ear.

"Pain! Pain! Pain!"

Hearing Ziyuan screaming in pain, Ah Ling couldn't help loosening the strength in his hands by three points, but he didn't dare to stop any more. He pulled Ziyuan out of the gate, turned into the back alley, and let go of Ziyuan's grip. Behind the ears, he deliberately raised his voice, and shouted: "Stinky boy, get out of here! You have annoyed mom, be careful not to entertain you again next time! Get out!"

Ziyuan took a deep breath, rubbed her ears, and complained in a low voice: "Miss Ah Ling, you don't want to imitate your mother's tricks. Do you know how painful it is? You see, I was injured today. , you still treat me like this!"

A Ling looked around vigilantly, and saw that the back alley was empty, and there was a dead end at the other end, so she suddenly approached Ziyuan, without saying a word, forced Ziyuan to the back alley, coldly Authentic: "Show me the wound."

Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, and looked at this place awkwardly, "This is a back alley, even if it's a wound treatment, let me climb over the wall and go back to my sister's small pavilion..."

"Give it or not?" Ah Ling didn't allow her to babble, she stretched out her hand suddenly, and pulled away the sweat towel that was pressing tightly on the wound on her right shoulder, her eyes had already set on the wound with burning eyes.

"Hiss..." After all, the sweat towel had been pressed on the wound for a long time, so it was a bit sticky. The moment A Ling lifted it, Ziyuan couldn't help but let out a gasp.

A-Ling frowned slightly, and her voice became softer, "Hold on..." After speaking, she stretched out her hand, and carefully opened up the tattered clothes stuck to the wound with her fingers.

"A-Ling...Miss A-Ling...are here to heal wounds. If others see it, they may think that you and I are...in..." Ziyuan suddenly felt that the posture of the two of them was very ambiguous. If someone passed by the back alley , Seeing such a scene, I thought it was two unashamed people having an affair in the back alley.

Thinking of this, Ziyuan couldn't help but blushed, took a step back, and pressed her back against the wall, "Miss Ah Ling, let's go back to my sister's small pavilion, shall we?"

"Hush... Hold on!" Ah Ling's cold voice suddenly rang in his ears. Before Zi Yuan could react, she saw A Ling take out a small bag from her bosom, as if she had prepared it long ago.

Ziyuan stared blankly at Ah Ling, "You... you want to give me here..."

"Heal the wound!" Ah Ling blushed, thinking of the conversation with Ziyuan just now, it was a bit ambiguous, and quickly explained, "Today, General Shen came to find Zhexue for pleasure, there are both in the front hall and the backyard." His guard, if you rush into the backyard rashly, you will definitely startle him, and Zhexue won't know how to rescue you at that time."

"But..." Ziyuan thought that she was too happy today, so she decided to get drunk from the main entrance tonight, and then pretend to be drunk and be carried down to the side room to rest, so that Su Zhexue can find a chance to heal her injuries. It is also justifiable.Even if all kinds of spies saw her, they would only think that she was lustful, and that her life was not as important as getting drunk tonight to meet her lover, and I'm afraid she could live a more peaceful night.

Unexpectedly, today they would bump into Shen Yuan, an annoying bastard!

"There will be no idlers passing by in this back alley for three hours. Zhexue has ordered someone to look after you, so don't worry that others will see you..." A-Ling explained again, shaking her head and said, "So I thought this thing would be useless, but I didn't expect you, a bitch, to be injured." After speaking, A Ling pulled Zi Yuan to sit down, opened the pouch and put it by her feet, "Could something change today?"

Ziyuan nodded, then shook her head and smiled again: "Whatever happens to him, as long as he can pass the night safely, the leader of the Imperial Guard Ceremony must be mine!"

"You still haven't won because of your injury today?" A-Ling was startled for a moment, and she fixedly looked at Ziyuan.

Ziyuan smiled and said: "Today we were supposed to compete, but the old fox who was born nine thousand years old said, cherish talents for the country, and postpone the final battle until tomorrow." Saying that, Ziyuan smiled again, " But it’s also good, let me rest for a night, and the chances of winning tomorrow will be better.”

A-Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a trace of coolness in his eyes, "Tonight will not be safe. If there is no Major General Shen here today, maybe your crooked idea will still be effective." After finishing speaking, A-Ling's voice Slightly soft, "Be patient."

Ziyuan was pleasantly surprised: "Miss Ah Ling, you still understand me, you know that I deliberately went back to the main entrance today... ah!" Ziyuan couldn't help letting out a miserable cry when she was halfway through her words, but the sound was only halfway out, and then Ah Ling's hand tightly covered her mouth.

The strong smell of wine and medicine rose from the wound, Ziyuan gritted her teeth to endure it, and when Ah Ling let go of her hand, her eyes were flushed and filled with tears.

Ah Ling felt a slight pain in her heart, she rolled Ziyuan's eyes, but the movements of her hands became seven points softer, "Cry if you want to, I won't laugh at you. You are not a man at all, so don't hold back."

Ziyuan suddenly turned aside, hugged Ah Ling tightly with her left hand, pressed her left chest tightly against Ah Ling's right chest, and said in a hoarse voice: "I remember... every time I get hurt... my sister will Hold me like this...tell me...if it hurts...hold me tighter...she will act softer..."

"..." Ah Ling felt her heart beat a lot faster suddenly, with mixed feelings in her heart, she just said lightly, "Just this once."

"Yeah!" Ziyuan nodded heavily, her cheek caressing A Ling's neck inadvertently.

An inexplicable warmth rose from A Ling's heart, and A Ling quickly calmed down, picked up the clean gauze in the pouch and wiped the blood-soaked medicinal wine on the wound for Zi Yuan, and suddenly she was hugged tightly by Zi Yuan, and she pointed The force became softer again, "Hold it, it will be fine in a while."

Zi Yuan's thick nasal voice replied "Mmm", and then she relaxed Ah Ling, as if she was numb from the pain, or the sting of the medicinal wine had slightly subsided.

Ah Ling gently blew on the wound, and the cool feeling made Zi Yuan breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately smiled with tears in her eyes: "Miss Ah Ling has become gentler...the wound doesn't hurt so much anymore..."

"..." Ah Ling didn't reply, but tore Ziyuan's blood-stained clothes left and right, wiped the golden sore medicine in the pouch coolly, and wrapped the wound with clean gauze.

The corner of Ziyuan's mouth raised slightly, and she murmured: "It's better for you and my sister to treat me better... Tomorrow's battle... I will win the Imperial Guard and come back no matter what..."

"I don't want to see a dead person come back." Ah Ling slapped Ziyuan's vest, tied the gauze in a knot, and pushed Ziyuan with some hesitation, "I don't even want to see you come back with blood on your face."

Ziyuan separated from her a little, only to find that Ah Ling's face was flushed, and asked immediately: "Miss Ah Ling, but I hugged you too tightly just now, so you couldn't breathe...that's why..."

A Ling was startled by her gaffe, Han Mian hurriedly stood up, and turned her back, "It means Zhexue is willing to be tossed like this by you!" There is a note, "Zhexue has figured out a place for you, and you will do as written in this note later."

Ziyuan looked down at the note, smiled slightly, crumpled the note, and said with a smile: "I'm not going anywhere tonight, I'll just stay here tonight, as long as Major General Shen is here, I believe this place is better than anywhere else." Safety."

A Ling turned her head, glanced at Ziyuan, and understood what Ziyuan meant, "This place is safer than the place Zhexue arranged for you."

Ziyuan frowned again and said: "But my sister is not safe. Shen Yuan has always thought about my sister. If he wants to let him stay here obediently, only he will obediently get drunk and sleep all night." Ziyuan smiled Looking at Ah Ling, "Miss Ah Ling, I think you can come up with a good idea."

A Ling rolled her eyes at Zi Yuan, "Come with me."

Ziyuan nodded, picked up the pouch on the ground, the blood-stained sweat towel, and gauze, stuffed the sweat towel and gauze into the pouch and wrapped it up, followed Ah Ling towards the entrance of the alley.