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Fuying Nunnery, quietly bathed in the drizzle, the lights are always bright.

Master Wangxin sat alone in the meditation room, twisting beads and chanting sutras, feeling a little restless.

Today, as soon as the Heart-biting incense comes out, another person will sleep for a long time because of it. The poison sent out from her hand has already killed two people.

"Changqing, are you okay?" Mrs. Wangxin suddenly stopped chanting, and looked at the drizzle outside the small window. The last time she and Liu Changqing met was this season, and it has been a full day since now 22 years.

"Master, it's not good, it's not good, General Yun is injured!" When the little nun knocked on the door, Master Wangxin's face instantly turned pale.

"Injured?" Master Wangxin never thought that tonight would be like this, he put the Buddhist beads in his hand on the couch, and quickly followed the little nun to the front hall.

The atmosphere in the front hall was frosty, partly because of the injuries of Yun Wanxiao and Huo Xiaoyu, and partly because of the confrontation between Zheng Jingchi and Yun Yang.

"Yun Wanxiao, if something happens to Xiaoyu, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"Mrs. Huo, if you are rude again, I will immediately take you into the Shangzhou Prison!"

Yun Wanxiao was in a state of confusion, she didn't dare to move her hand from the wound on Huo Xiaoyu's waist, for fear that after moving away, Huo Xiaoyu's blood would gurgle endlessly.

Huo Xiaoyu watched Zheng Jingchi and Yun Yang weakly arguing, moved his lips and said, "Mother...don't argue..."

"Xiaoyu..." Zheng Jingchi's heart softened, and he wanted to step forward to hug Huo Xiaoyu from Yun Wanxiao's arms, and said tearfully, "If you have any troubles, who do you ask your mother to rely on for the rest of her life?"

"Huo Xiaoyu can't die!" Yun Wanxiao glared at Zheng Jingchi viciously, "I don't allow her to die, how can she die?" The wound on his shoulder was throbbing with pain, and warm blood ran red along his arm. The clothes on Xiaoyu's shoulders also warmed her cold skin.

It's just that Huo Xiaoyu felt tired, this time of heavy work, she was really tired, the warmth came, maybe it was too late.

Huo Xiaoyu looked at Yun Wanxiao's anxious face wearily, and felt that his vision began to blur, until he could no longer see her blushing face, let alone the pain in her eyes, and there was only darkness in the world.

"Huo Xiaoyu! Wake up!" Yun Wanxiao didn't dare to shake her body, and was even more afraid that she would never wake up again. With a slight force of her arms, she held the cold her in her arms, and hissed, "You are not allowed to die, you are not allowed to die." !"

Just like the moment of heartache and fear in front of Yu Chilin's tragic death, Yun Wanxiao's heart was entangled fiercely, making her feel as if she was about to suffocate.

Back then she couldn't save Brother Yuchi, nor could she call back Brother Yuchi, now she couldn't save Huo Xiaoyu, couldn't she call Huo Xiaoyu back?

"General..." Yun Yang had almost forgotten what it was like to be the general who cried for Yu Chilin back then, seeing the tears falling from the corners of Yun Wanxiao's eyes, Yun Yang felt very sad.

Seeing Yun Wanxiao hugging Huo Xiaoyu tightly, Zheng Jingchi couldn't help but exclaimed in a sad voice: "Yun Wanxiao, let Xiaoyu go quickly, if you do this again, you will strangle Xiaoyu to death and spread the word, and Xiaoyu's innocence will be ruined." I can't keep it!"

As if she had regarded the people around her as nothing, Yun Wanxiao suddenly raised her teary eyes and shouted loudly: "Master, come quickly, Huo Xiaoyu is going to die!"

"Don't worry, general." Mrs. Wangxin was taken aback by Yun Wanxiao like this, and before she had time to examine the injuries of the two, she immediately ordered, "Yun Yang, hurry up and boil the pot of hot water, and trouble the general." Take Miss Huo to the poor nun's monastery." After a slight pause, it seemed to promise, "With the poor nun here, you will be fine."

"Okay!" Yun Wanxiao wanted to hug Huo Xiaoyu, but as soon as she tried hard, she touched the old trouble in her heart and caused a series of severe coughs.

"General, the future..."

"Cough cough." Yun Wanxiao waved her hand to reject Yun Yang's kindness, moved her body, endured the pain, carried Huo Xiaoyu on her back, and walked quickly into the inner hall.

No one should interfere with what Yun Wanxiao was supposed to do!

Mrs. Wangxin's eyes were quite startled, but this is not the time to think about these things, so she motioned Yunyang to do what she should do, nodded to Zheng Jingchi who was already out of control, and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Huo, Miss Huo His life and innocence will be preserved."

"Thank you, Mrs...." Zheng Jingchi finished speaking almost tremblingly, and raised his hand to wipe his tears with the corner of his sleeve.

Master Wangxin glanced at Zheng Jingchi's face too much, and was in a daze for a moment, but the situation couldn't help her to be in a daze, so she had to tell the nuns to stay with Zheng Jingchi, and she quickly chased Yun Wanxiao away .

Master Wangxin returned to her meditation room, looked back vigilantly, then closed the door, walked to the bed, looked at Huo Xiaoyu's complexion, and looked at the man next to him who was holding back his cough Yun Wanxiao shook her head and sighed, "Undress, I'll stop the bleeding for you first." After speaking, he took out the needle pouch from his bosom, walked to the green lamp, and burned it.

Yun Wanxiao nodded, leaned over and untied Huo Xiaoyu's clothes, pulled off her blood-stained wet clothes almost tremblingly, revealing the three stab wounds on her waist.

With red eyes, Yun Wanxiao shouted urgently: "Master, save her!"

Yun Wanxiao only felt her shoulder being pricked by the silver needle, and the next moment she saw Mrs. Wangxin's other silver needle skillfully piercing an acupuncture point on Huo Xiaoyu's waist.

"In Shangzhou, there should be no one who can touch you..." Master Wangxin repeated the action of burning and dropping the needle without haste, and said quietly, "It seems that you really touched the reverse scale of that person. gone."

"Except for the one surnamed Li, who else dares to touch me?" Yun Wanxiao recalled what Yun Yang told her about what he saw at the banquet on the road, and there is a good chance he would be right, "But he is not much better tonight. , both sides are injured, but it can be regarded as passing this level temporarily." His eyes sank, "It's just that Shangzhou will not be peaceful in the future."

"I said earlier that once you step into this sea of ​​vengeance, there will be no turning back." Master Wangxin sighed quietly, "It's just that it's too late to say anything now, all I can do is save you , and save her." After speaking, two more needles were pierced into the acupuncture points near the wounds of Yun Wanxiao and Huo Xiaoyu respectively.

"Empress Zhang's party is not cleaned up, the emperor will not feel at ease." Master Wangxin said in a worried voice, "Once the dragon chair is not seated, King Ding will not let go." The last two needles were inserted, and Master Wangxin Looking at Yun Wanxiao seriously, "This game of chess has been played for too many years. It seems that Queen Zhang and his party keep losing pieces. How can the emperor's side lose fewer pieces than Queen Zhang's side?"

Seeing that Huo Xiaoyu's wound was no longer bleeding, Yun Wanxiao was slightly relieved, and looked at Mrs. Wangxin in surprise, "Master, how do you know so clearly?"

"If you don't know, why did the old general entrust you to me before he was alive?" Master Wangxin said heavily, turned around, walked to the wooden cabinet, opened the wooden cabinet, took out the golden sore medicine and clean gauze inside, "Peace in the world is easier said than done. What you want to keep is not only the mountains and rivers of Tang Dynasty?"

"Master, who are you?" Yun Wanxiao couldn't help asking.

Master Wangxin smiled faintly, "When I can speak, I will naturally speak. What I can do now is to wait for Yunyang to bring hot water and apply medicine, and you all have a good night's rest here."

"I'm resting here too?" Yun Wanxiao's face suddenly became hot.

"Could it be that you two girls would do something wrong under my nose?" Master Wangxin breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully looked at the wound on Yun Wanxiao's shoulder that had stopped bleeding, "Fortunately, these assassins didn't Feed the poison, otherwise, the two of you will not be able to keep even if you are the Buddha."

"Master, the hot water is ready." Yun Yang's voice sounded outside the door.

Master Wangxin nodded and said: "Just put it outside, I will pick it up myself."

"Yes."

"Yunyang, hurry back to the mansion to see if Yunfei is back? If you come back, you and Yunfei will send someone tonight, one of them will stay here for the night, and the other will stay at the general's mansion." He coughed twice.

"No!" After Yun Yang finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Mrs. Wangxin heard his footsteps walking away, and then opened the door, brought the basin of hot water into the room, and glanced at Yun Wanxiao, "Take off the wet clothes outside, I have some clean clothes in the closet. Clothes, after wrapping your wound up in a while, you can take one and put it on."

"Thank you, Madam." Yun Wanxiao nodded, took off her robe that was soaked today, and glanced hesitantly at Huo Xiaoyu who was still unconscious, "What about her?"

Master Wangxin sighed too, "Naturally, I wiped my body clean, wrapped up the wound, changed into clothes and hugged her to bed to rest." After finishing speaking, Master Wangxin pulled off Yun Wanxiao's underwear and wrapped her up carefully. After the wound was healed, he pointed to the finger bed, "Go up and rest for a while, and leave the rest to me."

"En." Yun Wanxiao nodded and walked towards the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the tent, staring blankly at Master Wangxin carefully wiping Huo Xiaoyu's body, wrapping his wounds, and changing clothes.

The snow-white skin was reflected in her eyes, Yun Wanxiao only felt a slight heat in her heart, and hurriedly lowered her face in embarrassment.

"Huo Xiaoyu, how can I repay you for the kindness I owe you? If I want to be a Chufu, would you like to be Chen Ajiao?"

Yun Wanxiao thought to herself, now that she is deeply trapped in the chess game and cannot extricate herself, now that she has stepped into the sea of ​​love again, how can she extricate herself?As a general of the Tang Dynasty, he can protect his family, his country, his country, and even her extra Huo Xiaoyu, right?

"Chu...Chu Fu..." Huo Xiaoyu muttered, Master Wangxin couldn't understand what she was saying, but Yun Wanxiao understood Huo Xiaoyu's words.

Suddenly there was a warm smile on the cold face, Yun Wanxiao secretly clenched her fists, and said to herself: "Chu Fu is here, and will always protect you..." When she closed her eyes, the scene of Huo Xiaoyu dancing gracefully appeared in her mind. Scene after scene, she in red is like a red plum, and she in snow is like a pear blossom, one red and one white, warming her heart.

Yun Wanxiao couldn't help thinking, if Huo Xiaoyu wore a yellow dress, would she be as bright and bright as the last little yellow flower that bloomed on Moshang at the end of spring?

The blue light was always bright, illuminating the knowing smile on the corner of Yun Wanxiao's mouth at this moment, bright and bright.

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