The county horse is a medicine jar

Lin Sishen looked at the bloody wound on Shen Qinghou's hand in horror, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

Shen Qinghou's pale face was covered with cold sweat. He was clearly injured so badly, but You Zi maintained a cold and steady expression.

"Princess, I'll stop the bleeding for you first, I'm offended." Lin Sishen looked at Shen Qinghou's arm intently, took a deep breath, and put the half of the blood-stained sleeve on Shen Qinghou's arm carefully. torn off.

The broken cloth scratched by the tiger's claws was stained with flesh and blood, and it was extremely painful to tear it apart. Lin Sishen didn't blink, and could only move as gently as possible. The cold sweat on her forehead fell on her eyelashes, and she was about to slide into It was in her eyes, and she didn't have time to raise her hand to dry it.

Shen Qinghou tilted his head, his complexion was as pale as paper, his white teeth were biting his thin lips tightly, his body was cold and his hands trembled slightly, but he never uttered even a painful moan.

Lin Sishen's complexion didn't get any better, she checked Shen Qinghou's wound profusely, and then hurriedly tore off half of her sleeve, and hurriedly asked, "Does the princess still have the golden sore medicine?"

Shen Qinghou shook her head, seeing that she was seriously treating her wound without looking up at herself, so she said softly, "The bandages for you are all used up."

Lin Sishen paused, bandaged Shen Qinghou's arm temporarily with a complicated expression, pursed his lips and murmured guiltily: "I'm sorry."

If he hadn't come out to look for her, if he hadn't been concerned about her presence, Shen Qinghou wouldn't have had to suffer at all.

Shen Qinghou sighed lightly when he heard the words, and said lightly: "You don't have to feel ashamed of me, everything is my own decision."

Lin Sishen's heart was full of mixed emotions, guilt and heartache were intertwined, even she herself couldn't figure out how she was feeling right now.

It's just that she didn't have time to feel guilty now, and after briefly handling Shen Qinghou's hand, she supported her and walked quickly to the dimly lit temple not far away.

Fortunately, they were not too far away from Xichen Temple, and when her nerves were tense, Lin Sishen didn't even feel the pain in her leg, so she walked briskly and pulled Shen Qinghou to open the way for her.

Not long after, the Xichen Temple was right in front of us. The monks guarding the temple saw the two of them walking quickly in a state of distress, and recognized them as noble and benevolent people from the temple, so they rushed up to ask if they needed help. .

Lin Sishen was still not at ease when someone else treated Shen Qinghou for Shen Qinghou, she just waved her hand and said thank you, then she wanted to drag Shen Qinghou to the side courtyard.

Shen Qinghou's footsteps paused, she lightly tugged Lin Sishen's hand to signal her to wait for a while, then turned her head to look at the monk, and said softly: "When we saw the two of us tonight, don't you forget, Master?" Zhang Yang."

Through the lantern hanging on the porch, the monk could vaguely see Shen Qinghou's face clearly. First, he was speechless because of the beauty of that face, and then he froze when he looked into her eyes. .

Under the dim light, the eyes of the woman in front of him were dark and deep, full of icy cold light, and he felt chills all over his body when he only glanced at the monk, and an unexplained fear welled up in his heart, he hurriedly clasped his hands together and said respectfully: Such a request, the poor monk will naturally not publicize it."

Shen Qinghou curled her thin lips, and before she could speak, Lin Sishen who was at the side bowed to thank her: "Thank you, Master."

Then with a light tug, Shen Qinghou was pulled to the side, frowning and solemnly dragging her back to find Mo Zhu.

Shen Qinghou's footsteps being dragged by Lin Sishen quickened, she shook Lin Sishen's hand a little dumbfounded, and said softly: "Don't panic, I'm fine."

Lin Sishen said in a deep voice without looking back: "You were hurt because of me, how can I not panic."

Shen Qinghou lowered her eyes and smiled lightly when she heard the words, and didn't say anything, but followed her to the door.

Lin Sishen patted the door on the side first, and when Mo Zhu poked his head out to look him up and down, before he could speak, Lin Sishen hurriedly ordered: "Mo Zhu brought the medicine box here, the Princess is injured."

Without the slightest pause, Mo Zhu hurriedly turned around and carried the medicine box in the wooden cabinet on his back, and walked quickly into Shen Qinghou's room.

Lan Qing was overjoyed to see Shen Qinghou and Lin Sishen coming back, but when she saw that Shen Qinghou's arms were covered in blood, she was so frightened that she turned pale and rushed forward, pushing Lin Sishen away, crying, "Princess, what are you doing?" What's the matter, don't scare the servant, why is there so much blood on your hands."

Lin Sishen stood aside and didn't move. After Mo Zhu came in, he spoke to Lan Qing: "Lan Qing, go get a basin of warm water first."

Lan Qing didn't care to wipe away his tears, and didn't dare to stay after hearing what she said. While talking nonsense in his mouth, he took the copper basin on the wooden stand and ran out quickly.

As soon as Mo Zhu entered the door, her eyes fell on Lin Sishen's blood-stained trouser legs. She was stunned and walked straight towards Lin Sishen.

But Lin Sishen shook his head, pulled her straight to Shen Qinghou's side, pointed at Shen Qinghou's arm and said in a low voice, "Look at the princess's injury first."

Mo Zhu pursed his lips, and stared at her legs hesitantly: "But your legs, my lord?"

Lin Sishen frowned and shook his head: "It's just a small injury, I'm fine, you'd better take care of the princess first."

Mo Zhu didn't hesitate any longer, walked to Shen Qinghou's side and bowed, then opened the medicine box, and methodically unwrapped the cloth strips that Lin Sishen had wrapped Shen Qinghou indiscriminately before.

Seeing the wound on Shen Qinghou's arm, Mo Zhu looked up at her in surprise, and could see that Shen Qinghou's wound was scratched by a wild animal. The three wounds were deep enough to show bones. If someone else suffered this injury, I'm afraid I've already passed out from the pain.

But although Shen Qinghou was pale, his expression was calm and steady, only when Mo Zhu unwrapped the cloth strips for her, he frowned slightly.

Not only did Mo Zhu admire him, the princess looked like a weak and weak young lady, but her endurance was comparable to that of soldiers who have been fighting in the battlefield all year round.

Lin Sishen stood aside and stared at Shen Qinghou's wound, and hurriedly asked Mo Zhu, "How is it?"

Mo Zhu glanced at Lin Sishen, but saw that she was frowning impatiently, as if a wound had grown on her body.

The young master lost his sense of propriety in worry, Mo Zhu said calmly, "Take clean water to wash the wound first, and then apply medicine to bandage it. Luckily, no bones were injured."

Hearing what Mo Zhu said, Lin Sishen raised his sleeve to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "That's good."

If Shen Qinghou's injury was serious, she would probably feel guilty for a long time, but fortunately, Shen Qinghou's injury was not as serious as it seemed.

Although Lin Sishen and Shen Qinghou came back so late, they were all in a mess and were injured, but Mo Zhu didn't ask anything, she just took care of Shen Qinghou's wounds dutifully and carefully.

The clear water in the copper basin on the table was blood-stained red, Shen Qinghou sat by the table and looked down at the arm, the clean and beautiful wound that smelled of medicine was bandaged, and he opened his lips to thank Mo Zhu: "Thank you Miss Mozhu."

Mo Zhu took the medicine box, bowed his body and said respectfully: "The Princess doesn't have to do this, this is the duty of a servant."

Seeing that Shen Qinghou's wound was bandaged and his complexion improved, Lin Sishen, who was standing aside, completely relaxed, but after this relaxation, she felt a sharp pain in her left leg.

The corner of Shen Qinghou's eyes flicked across her body, and he reminded Mo Zhu with a slight frown: "Hurry up and take a look for your son, her wound should be open."

Mo Zhu dragged Lin Sishen back to the house, and re-bandaged her wound. Lin Sishen stared at her leg in a daze, and when Mo Zhu sprinkled the medicine powder on it, he finally felt hiss and said weakly: " Mo Zhu, take it easy, I'm in pain."

Mo Zhu's movements were much softer, but he said sarcastically, "Young master is really worthless, the princess's injury is much more serious than the young master's, and the princess never yelled for pain."

Lin Sishen was stunned when he heard the words, and did not speak for a long time before he sighed softly and said with a complicated expression: "She shouldn't have been hurt."

Mo Zhu closed the medicine box, took out a set of clean clothes from the closet, carried them to Lin Sishen's side, and murmured in a low voice, "I don't know if this is a blessing, my lord."

A golden branch and jade leaf with such a noble status as the princess is willing to be injured for the young master. Presumably, he must value the young master in his heart, but he doesn't know whether the princess's affection is a good thing or a bad thing for the young master.

Lin Sishen understood the deep meaning of Mo Zhu's words, but remained expressionless. She took off her clothes and stood behind the screen to change, and took a handful of water from the copper basin to clean her face. Slips off the brow bone.

All she could think about was the scene where Shen Qinghou pushed her away without hesitation when the tiger pounced on her.

Mo Zhu stood behind her all the time, watching her silently with a complex expression.

Lin Sishen wiped her face, her dark and clear eyes shone with tiny rays of light, she suddenly smiled in a low voice, and said, "Maybe it's a blessing."

Mo Zhu was startled, and hurriedly asked, "What do you mean, young master?"

Lin Sishen turned his head to look at the white wall separating her from Shen Qinghou's room, the light in his eyes was dim, and his voice became softer: "Whether the princess's affection is sincere or just a show, it is a good thing for the general's mansion." .”

She was talking about the general's mansion, not herself.

Mo Zhu's eyes widened slightly, she looked at Lin Sishen in some surprise, as if she suddenly understood something, she looked at the smile on Lin Sishen's lips in a daze, and felt a complicated feeling in her heart for no reason, she couldn't tell whether it was happiness or sad.

These days, Mo Zhu has always felt that the young master is too close to the princess, and that being so close scares her, but now it seems that the young master seems to have concealed some selfishness in this closeness.

If it is said that the princess's closeness to the young master is mixed with a lot of use, then why not the young master.

The relationship between them was not pure from beginning to end, it was so complicated and obscure for both of them.

But even if this is the case, the young master really doesn't have any strange feelings for the princess, and it takes a bit of sincerity to act. The young master feels guilty for Miss Yunliu, so the princess treats her better than Yunliu , What kind of mind will you have.

The smile on the corners of Lin Sishen's lips didn't stay for long, and his indifference returned in a flash. Mo Zhu lowered his head and murmured: "Young Master should understand what it means to be self-confident. If you move your heart, sooner or later, you will be bitten."

Why doesn't she understand what Mo Zhu means? Shen Qinghou is both dangerous and charming to her. If she wants to get something from Shen Qinghou, she can only get closer and ask for it step by step, but she will also be asked for something by Shen Qinghou .

Such closeness is fatal to her, she knew it, but she had to get close.

Lin Sishen turned her back to Mo Zhu, a ray of moonlight fell on her by the window, she stretched out her hand, her fair and slender five fingers were bathed in the bright moonlight, she grasped it lightly in vain, as if she wanted to hold that touch of coolness The white moonlight.

"Anything is fine, I'm happy with it."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-1321:58:51~2019-12-1422:01:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade:, Xueying_, 333272631;

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