Rong Xuan

After that night, before Sima Xuan had time to spend more time with his wife, he obeyed the cabinet order delivered by his superior, and ran to Sanyuan with a temporary small team composed of the cabinet, Dali Temple and Yushitai The Headquarters of the Shanqi Camp investigates the robbery of Wei Jingting.

A few days later, Wuwen Garden was attacked at night, and Princess Yongjia was almost covered in wounds.

She came to Xun's house to take refuge unconsciously, but it was the result of the dark guard Shiliu who came to find Cao Hui.

"This yard is next to the Xun Mansion. It can be regarded as a cross-courtyard of the Xun Mansion. It is safe here. Don't worry, go clean up the wound and bandage it." Located in the other courtyard next to the Xun Mansion, Cao Hui said warmly. Said to the bloody Sixteen.

"The master has an order. When he is away, the humble servant only obeys the wife's order," Cao Hui of the Sixteenth Dynasty cupped his hands, lowered his head and buried his face in the round arms, and the blood-stained hair around his ears stuck to his temples. Qian Ningguo: "Being forced to come here, please ask Madam to instruct you on the next step."

Cao Hui frowned slightly. She turned her head and glanced at the door where the maids and women were coming in and out, and then turned around to look at Shiliu and Zhao Qingjia's group of wounded and dying guards. Live sighed.

"Since your master has come to my place, I dare to protect her in the name of the Jinglinghou Mansion and the Xun Mansion," Cao Hui looked at the group of tired and embarrassed Wuwen Garden guards in the yard, and his heart arose. An inexplicable move: "I have ordered someone to arrange a house for you to rest, and the doctor is waiting, you can go to rest for a while, I will also guard here, if you are really worried about the master, stay Several people can take turns."

"Madam Jun's great kindness for protecting you, I will be grateful to the villain!" Yuan Cunyu, the leader, was supported by Han Suiwu, staggered, stood up from the stone bench on one foot, and led a group of brothers respectfully to Cao Hui. Kowtow: "There is no way to repay the savior's kindness, and we can only pay homage to Mrs. Jun's great kindness, and then to the Lord's great kindness."

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Finally, the stubborn guards in the Wuwen Garden were arranged to rest. Cao Hui wanted to step into the room and ask Sima Ren about Qingjia's injury, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the sixteenth, who was dressed in black and never had any sense of presence behind him. Zhan Qingjin.

"You..." Cao Hui paused, then sighed imperceptibly: "Come with me."

Zhan Qingjin didn't say a word, and gave Cao Hui a hug, instead of his corresponding words of thanks.

Cao Hui led Shiliu up the stairs in the porch, and the moment she opened the curtain to enter the room, the strong smell of blood and various herbs came to her face.

Zhao Qingjia was seriously injured, and Sima Ren invited his senior brother who had traveled so far here to help.

The inside and outside of the room were separated by a screen, and the servants were busy coming in and out. Pots of hot water were brought in, and pots of bloody water were brought out. Bring in bowl after bowl.

Master Yuyan was in charge of these complicated and busy affairs, and Cao Hui led Zhan Qingjin, guarding the farthest corner without saying a word.

It wasn't until the sunset and the lights on the western mountain that Sima Ren dragged his feet and came out covered in blood.

There was a little bit of hope in Shiliu's sharp eyes, and it fell on Sima Ren in an instant. Cao Hui pressed Shiliu's upper arm and stood up from the chair, but because she sat for too long, she still staggered. one time.

With Shiliu's timely support, Cao Hui stabilized her figure, and she said, "Uncle Huaiying, how is Qingjia?"

Asked, she went over to pour two cups of tea and put them on the coffee table.

Sima Ren slumped down on the chair next to the tea table, and then raised his hand to wave to Cao Hui. A tall, tall man with a gentle temperament came out slowly from behind the screen.

"Brother," Sima Ren was so tired that he didn't want to stand up, so he casually introduced each other to the people in the room: "This is Madam Jinglinghou—madam, and this is Fang Luzi, Cao Min's senior brother."

"Mr. Fang is very polite. Please sit down quickly and take a break for some tea." Cao Hui nodded to the handsome man in front of him, his attitude was polite but not alienated: "Mr. Fang Xie has rescued a lot."

"Your Madam, you are welcome," Fang Luzi sat down next to Sima Ren with his sleeves folded, held the teacup and wiped his mouth, his movements were dignified and elegant, definitely not like an ordinary wandering doctor: "Good tea."

Cao Hui smiled warmly. She didn't ask about Qing Jia's injury, but she already knew the result from the words, deeds and expression of Mr. Fang Luzi.

She said: "Mr. Laofang and Uncle Huaiying are here to treat the one inside. I have ordered people to prepare meals in the Mingtang. Please don't hesitate to move?"

Sima Ren tilted his head to look at Fang Luzi, Fang Luzi gently nodded at the young woman with plain veil on the opposite side: "It's better to be respectful than to obey. First of all, I would like to thank Mrs. Jun for your hospitality."

"So, please come this way, both of you," Cao Hui made a gesture of invitation to the two of them, and Tingzhu came over to guide them to the Ming Hall. "Qingjia is fine now. If you want to go in and guard it, then go in and guard it. Junhou will probably be back from Sanyuan at noon tomorrow. If there is anything, you can talk to her yourself."

Shiliu's hand hanging by her side tightly grasped the scabbard of the Wuhen knife in her hand, she was silent, she lowered her eyes to hide the rare turmoil in her eyes, and spoke in a tired and hoarse voice: "I understand, thank you Madame is complete."

"What can I do for you," Cao Hui murmured in a low voice, then told Yuyan to keep Qingjia in a low voice, and when he walked out of the house, he asked a few words about the guards of Wuwen Garden .

After Cao Hui left the door, his footsteps became farther and farther away, and soon disappeared into the darkening night outside. Sixteen shook his head, and Yuyan came in from the door, beckoned to her, and called her And entered the inner room separated by a screen.

In the room, you can hear needles falling quietly, and at the same time, the lights are brightly lit. The windows around are closed tightly, but the two ventilation windows are open. Zhao Qingjia is lying silently on the canopy bed carved with pine, bamboo and plum, probably because of excessive blood loss. She looked lifeless in appearance.

Shiliu clearly saw this nobleman's chest with her own eyes, and it was not obvious because of the weak breathing, but she still stretched out her slightly trembling hand, put a clean plain gauze veil on it, and pressed it carefully. The artery in Zhao Qingjia's side neck.

Sixteen is the killer. To determine whether a person is alive or not, the only method used by the killer is to touch the artery, not the sniffing in ordinary people's cognition.

When he sensed that the heart pulse representing Zhao Qingjia's life was beating in a regular manner under his fingertips, the corners of Shiliu's tightly pursed mouth flashed a touch of joyful relief very quickly.

She quickly withdrew her dirty hands that were still stained with blood, and looked uncomfortably at Yuyan, who bowed her head and smoked incense.

"The third day of junior high school," Sixteen said softly, almost in a whisper, "Have you ever had something that you were most afraid of losing?"

The only one among the hidden guards who was active on the bright side, Yu Yan, ranked third, looked up at Shiliu after hearing Shiliu's sudden question, and then lowered his head to light aloe incense in the censer.

"People who have nothing, where do they get what they are most afraid of?" She asked back.

They have never owned anything, not even their own life. For such a person, what are they afraid of losing?

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As Cao Hui said, Hou Jingling, who was ordered to cooperate with the cabinet, Dali Temple, and Yushitai to go to Sanyuan Shanqi Camp to meet Zhongwu General Wei Jingting, rode his horse back to Xunfu at noon the next day.

This person can be described as a travel-worn person. She was holding a very ordinary horse whip in her hand, and the robe on her body was even torn in two places. She led Liu Sheng all the way to the west courtyard, which happened to be between the middle courtyard of the front courtyard and the next door. Cao Hui, who came from another hospital, ran into each other.

"I just entered Chang'an from Sanyuan," she walked side by side with Cao Hui, separated by half a person's distance, speaking as hurriedly as her steps: "I know everything about Qingjia, but Ouchi's case against brother-in-law Hurry up, I'll rush the horse back to see you first, and change your robes, so I have to go..."

During the conversation, Cao Hui followed the other party into the bedroom in the west courtyard, only to see Sima Xuan open the clothes cabinet, and randomly turned out a simple dark-colored straight train.

She didn't shy away, she just stood in front of the bed and began to change her robes, asking, "Wen Qingjia is seriously injured, is she awake now? I have to ask her a few words, I'm about to go to the middle school, I You have to have a solid foundation in your heart.”

"Donggong really hit hard this time, and Qing Jia was seriously injured," Cao Hui stepped forward to help Sima Xuan tie the leather belt, and subconsciously touched the left waist of the leather belt for hanging the saber with his fingers Huankou, "But when I came over just now, she was so drowsy that she was going to sleep."

"It doesn't matter," Sima Xuan held Cao Hui's hand that was left on the buckle of her leather belt and didn't remove it in time, tilted his head and smiled helplessly at her: "I have to go and wake her up when she is asleep. It’s over now, don’t be careless.”

A quarter of an hour later, Cao Hui personally escorted Sima Xuan out of the gate of the other courtyard.

Liu Sheng had already led the horse and led a few guards outside the door. When she walked side by side to the porch, the guards all bowed slightly to them.

"Let's go back," Sima Xuan's footsteps stopped on the threshold, she raised her hand, and gently stroked Cao Hui's beautiful eyebrows with her calloused thumb.

This woman didn't like thrushes very much, but her eyebrows were still very pretty, Sima Xuan couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her brows, and said tenderly: "Come back to accompany you at night."

This sentence was a bit ambiguous, and Cao Hui suddenly remembered the night when he first tasted human affairs five years ago, his face under the plain gauze instantly turned a layer of faint pink, and even his ears were not spared. Difficult, she slightly raised her face to look at Sima Xuan, her eyes were shining brightly, as if she was angry or ashamed.

All the guards and servants around had bowed their heads to hide, Sima Xuan simply hugged him into her arms. She raised her arm and put her left hand on the back of Cao Hui's head. Half of Cao Hui's face was gone.

"Don't look at me like that," the former young marshal of the Northern Frontier Army leaned over slightly, and with a slight lift of the corner of his mouth, he took on the air of a soldier: "I won't be willing to go out and fight for my life."

Cao Hui's face was full of blushing, but she raised her hand and grabbed Sima Xuan's collar covered with silver moiré patterns, raised her heels slightly, and actively covered her lips with the other's - this kind of touch was amazing, Warm, soft and cool.

"I'm not the kind of person who can only be protected by you, hiding behind you and letting you shield me from the wind and rain," Cao Hui left the other's lips, and kissed the side of the man's neck through the collar On the scar left by the knife, the tone was firm and fearless: "You just go out, even if there are [-] imperial guards guarding the tiger and wolf den, I can protect your Sima Xuan's life!"

"Yo," Sima Xuan pinched her face, and finally laughed out loud: "I can't believe that Madam is such a heroic heroine. Well, I will go and meet those tigers and wolves who are grinding their teeth and showing their claws. Madam will escort me." ,gone."

She helped her cover the plain veil again, then turned and left.

Standing by the door, Cao Hui watched the man get on his horse, prancing his horse and whipping his whip. The sound of the horse's hooves was crisp and clear.

When Sima Xuan's figure finally disappeared from his sight, Cao Hui's eyes darkened, and he restrained all the gentleness and peace in his body.

"Yuyan," she softly called out what Sima Xuan had left for her, and would trade her life for someone she was safe with if necessary, and ordered: "Tell Xue Er to set up the carriage, and when I go back to the hospital to change my clothes and make-up, we Invitation to Qing Xu Wangfu."

Yesterday, King Sima Xiu of Qingxu ordered someone to send a post to the Xun Mansion, expressly asking "Sima Xun's family" to return to the mansion to visit his sick mother-in-law.

Even though she is currently hiding in the Xun family under the pretext of recovering from illness, and under the protection of Xun Gong, what should come will always come. Cao Hui knows that all the conditions are good at the moment, and she would rather take the initiative to attack than to passively fight... …

The officials investigating the robbery of the loyal military general Wei Jingting returned to Beijing from Sanyuan at noon today. His Majesty the Emperor specially opened the afternoon court and directly left all the civil and military officials to eat in the palace.

Xun Run, as the chief assistant of the cabinet, although he is not on duty in the cabinet today, he still cannot be absent. After hearing the news that Cao Hui was going to Qingxu Palace alone, Mother Jia led the Xun family's dowry to Cao Hui The maids, Xiaochun and Chunru, walked around anxiously.

Grandma Jia frowned, pacing back and forth like ants on a hot pot: "My master is not at home right now, and my uncle is not at all. Miss, why don't you go to the palace alone? Although this old slave has never seen the palace She is a mistress, but seeing that she can't tolerate my son-in-law's stepson in the palace, I know what kind of person he must be!"

Nanny Jia came to Cao Hui in front of the dressing table in three steps and two steps, and she was very anxious: "Miss, you... oh! You punish the old servant for trespassing, you can't go to the palace alone!"

"Don't worry, Mammy," Cao Hui straightened her back and Ren Yuyan twisted her hair. She couldn't turn her head, so she had to talk to Mammy Jia in the mirror on the dressing table:

"Although Junhou has lived in another Hou's mansion since he was a child, and he is not close to the palace, but those two have always been the nobles of the Junhou, and the Gaotang is still there. As a daughter-in-law, I have never asked Ann. I was wrong first, now that there is a message from the palace to our house, if I continue to evade, it will always be bad for the reputation of Xunfu, and... for the reputation of Miss Xun, I am living for her now, not to mention that I can live It's great, but you can't discredit her."

"Girl..." Nanny Jia had a sore nose and almost burst into tears, so she had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​dissuading her, and changed her words: "The eldest son and the second girl are going to Zhuque Street to learn how to knead clay pottery today, and the girl is going to go out today and come back early." , when the time comes, I will check and accept the skills Huan and Qing have learned!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Cao Hui's mouth: "Okay, then Madam Lao will take care of the brothers and sisters for me."

Benefits can be shared but not alone, planning can be few but not many, since Cao Hui dared to go to Qingxu Palace alone, then he didn't go there to be manipulated by others.

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