a tavern

"Thirty thousand!" After scrutinizing it for a long time, I have no regrets when I drop the card.

"Touch!" The hand raised and the knife fell!

"Seven ropes!" Flicking a card, alas, another useless card.

"Kong!" Hey, there is one more card, and I can draw the card, it is God's help!Some people are very proud.

"I'm not coming, I'm not coming! Xiao Chengzi, I think you are purely against me, right? Tell me, are you playing tricks?" Several families were happy and some were worried, looking down at the chips in front of them, Xi Wangqing Luo did something extremely unsuitable for his status, he pushed his cards away and mixed them into the pile in front of him.

Li Zhixiu slapped her hand and said, "Xiao Luo! Are you ashamed?" His prince was too cheap, and his princess was ashamed.Most importantly, she has already listened to the cards.I just flipped through the cards behind me, and the one I listened to is only a few hands away. If it goes well, I'd better draw myself.It's really intolerable.Thinking about it, I couldn't help but patted the dead man's hand again: "I told you to push the cards if you have nothing to do!"

Qing Luo rolled her eyes, and hugged the few bamboo chips left in front of her: "Anyway, you don't want to win all my money!" The card game is like a battlefield, and my wife can't let it.

Wen Cheng looked at Qing Luo deflated, and he was in an unusually happy mood: "No matter how majestic the prince, he must be under the control of the princess! Tell you to keep hitting me, hehehe!" Of course, this kind of words can only be thought in the heart think.

"Ah Cheng! Take the cards away! We won't play anymore!" The concubine personally ordered, how dare Xiaomin refuse to obey?Wen Cheng stood up, stacked the cards one by one in the box, and arranged the bamboo sticks that were used as money one by one.After tidying up, except for the bamboo stick tightly held in King Xi's hand, Wen Cheng didn't know what to do, so he could only look back and ask the princess for help.

Li Zhixiu acted vigorously, suddenly stood up, and threw all the bamboo sticks in front of Qingluo: "You like it, don't you? Give it all to you! Ah Cheng, Ah Yi, let's go! Go shopping!" Go to Raven Memory.

"Hiss!" Unprepared, Wen Yi's expression changed, but she tried her best to hold back.I really don't want Li Zhixiu and Qing Luo to know the joke.

But some people like to "make a big deal out of a molehill", and Wen Cheng has been paying attention to Wen Yi's dynamics.Today, her wife, Mrs. Wen, can be regarded as a key protection target.Seeing that Wen Yi might stand too fast, it caused some discomfort.Wen Cheng hurried forward to support her, and looked at her nervously: "A Yi, are you okay? Is the pain serious?"

How can Wen Cheng's flustered appearance make the rest of the people not concerned?Li Zhixiu frowned slightly, took a step forward, gently grasped Wen Yi's hand, and felt her pulse on the spot, and several eyes gathered around her.Even Ji Han, who was not interested in playing horses by nature, and who was almost drowsy at the side, woke up, and watched with burning eyes while holding the sword.

Except for one person, Wen Yi was in a hurry, but had to hide it, and smiled flatteringly: "Sister Zhixiu, nothing happened!" As she said, she wanted to break free from Li Zhixiu's hand.

Can you keep your mouth shut?Wenda shopkeeper?Talkative.The eye knife is not stingy.

"A Yi, why don't you let Sister Zhixiu take a look? You've been in pain for a long time!" Wen Cheng really thought it was for Wen Yi's sake: "It's not good to avoid medical treatment!" He waved his hands with a righteous expression on his face.

It seems that you don't want to keep your mouth shut. Wait a minute, how about I sew it up for you?Wen Yi's gaze towards Wen Cheng became gloomy.

"But where did you get hurt?" Judging from the pulse, apart from a slight lack of blood, there is no other problem.Therefore, Li Zhixiu judged that it should be trauma, and asked.

"Uh...that..." Even Wen Cheng also began to hesitate: "Maybe... a little bit! It's kind of like a bruise. That, I accidentally fell when I was practicing martial arts. Sister Zhixiu, you Prescribe the medicine according to this!" What kind of injury?She knows it all, but how can she say this in front of others?She wasn't stupid, she was wise in a hurry.

Luckily for you, your life was saved!Wen Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't bother to look at Wen Cheng any more.

"How about I take a look?" I have never seen it with my own eyes, so I am always a little worried.Not to mention Li Zhixiu's superb medical skills, his medical ethics are even better, he is serious and responsible.

"No, no, no!" The wife and wife shook their heads in unison, and now they worked together, but it looked even weirder.

For Li Zhixiu, a master of Xinglin, this kind of small problem is not worth mentioning, but there should be a lot of advice: "If it is true as Ah Cheng said, then it is not a serious problem. I will give you some blood circulation Blood stasis medicine is fine. But for the past few days, you should pay attention to your diet, and it is better to eat more blood and nourishing food." After speaking, he looked at Wen Yi with a smile.

"Why do you always feel that Zhixiu's smile is very meaningful?" In fact, she really thought too much. People who are "guilty" are always suspicious, but Li Zhixiu is just purely concerned.

"What's the matter?" Qing Luo moved her head closer, trying to squeeze into their small encirclement surrounded by three legs, extremely curious.

Regarding this matter, Wen Cheng and Wen Yi didn't want to say more, they knew in their hearts: with Qing Luo's "spirit of discovery" to break through the casserole and ask the bottom line, if they were dragged back to the "injured place" again, it would be nice.I can only look up and look at the sky.

This person is extremely curious, and when encountering something, he is like a cat seeing a mouse and relentlessly chasing it.You want to know?Hmph, I don't want to say anything!Li Zhixiu decided to ignore her, lowered his head, and looked at his hands.

As a result, facing Qing Luo's questioning, there was silence all around.Qing Luo felt that these three people were a bit unkind: "Cut, it's just weddings and candles! Who still doesn't understand? Why are you hiding it from me?" I have to say that Qing Luo is really a strange person, Wen Cheng and Wen Yi tried every means, None of them escaped her "sight of justice".

"Awkward posture, courteous attitude, lame excuses, embarrassing red face, weird concealment, can it be more obvious? Xiaohan, don't you think so?" He raised his head and showed off, without thinking about the person involved. feel.Ji Han didn't even notice this kind of master.Not to mention the expressions of Li Zhixiu, Wen Cheng, and Wen Yi can be described as wonderful.

"You go!" Wen Cheng couldn't hold back his face, and was about to kick him out: "I'm sorry to send you off!" He pointed at the gate of the courtyard.

Puffy face, rolling eyes, pursed mouth, why is it so childish?

"Let's go!" The prince originally didn't want to be seen like a child, but he couldn't bear the condemning eyes of the people opposite, as if she had done something "unforgivable".Prince Xi was also furious, flicked his sleeves, blackened his face, and walked towards the door.

"Wow!" Suddenly, there was a sudden sound from outside the courtyard wall.Before Qing Luo gave an order, Ji Han dodged, jumped up, climbed over the wall, and looked outside... When Qing Luo and his party rushed to the door, Ji Han was gone...

It was less than half a stick of incense, and Ji Han returned to Wen's small courtyard, shaking his head at the crowd: "When I chased him out, I only saw the back of that person, but I didn't hand in his hands. This person's lightness kung fu is comparable to mine. Subordinate Worrying is a way to divert the tiger away from the mountain, so I can only turn back." Ji Han clasped his fists and told Qing Luo one by one.Among the masters of Qinggong in Beijing, Ji Han is one of them.No matter who the opponent is, being able to send this person here shows the depth of intention and the strength of means.

Qing Luo nodded, frowned tightly, and felt ruthless in her heart: "It seems that this place is not suitable to stay for a long time, we must return to Beijing as soon as possible! You make me unhappy, and I will not let you have a better life!" Like a thorn in the throat, it doesn't get rid of the unhappiness.Qing Luo clenched her fists tightly, her eyes slowly raised, and she shot a dangerous light.

"A Cheng, Ah Yi!" Qing Luo turned around, with a serious expression, and made a decision: "After half an hour, we will pack up and set off!" It's dangerous.

"My lord!" Worrying that the walls have ears and the old address can no longer be used, Wen Cheng finally got some insight: "Why are you in such a hurry?" We just met and we are leaving?

"Sister Zhixiu, lord, you?" It seemed that someone was always waiting for an opportunity to attack the two of them, and Wen Yi had to worry about their safety.

Raising her hand, Qing Luo stopped Wen Yi from asking, there are some things, it's better for them not to know.Ordinary days are what make people yearn for...

Watching the mighty procession of King Xi's Mansion drive away, in the Runfu Teahouse, a guest by the window slowly narrowed his eyes...