Fu Junmao's face changed from cloudy to cloudy, and it took a long time before he let out a long breath: "We Koreans are not people who will avenge their kindness. Thanks to the help of the young master this time, our sisters can save their lives."
Song Qingshu was taken aback, he thought she would make a scene when she woke up, but how could she be so talkative? I couldn't help feeling good: "Girl, you're welcome. We came together, so naturally we should go together. This is what I should do."
Hearing him say that this is what should be done, the sisters thought that his body was being watched by him, and their faces were weird for a while, thinking that this is what they should do.
Fu Junyu was about to say something, but Song Qingshu frowned suddenly: "Shh, someone is coming this way, quickly hide."
After finishing speaking, he got up and helped the two sisters to the pile of firewood, and then reported a pile of straw to block the front, and covered the blood on the ground with firewood.
Fu Junmao snorted: "Don't come up with any crooked ideas and take advantage of us..." As she spoke, she frowned slightly, because she also heard footsteps, and secretly wondered, could it be that she was injured and her hearing was also impaired.
Seeing Song Qingshu still standing outside, Fu Junma became anxious: "Why are you still standing there, why don't you hide in quickly?"
Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Okay." He originally planned to climb up on the beam to hide for a while, but when he saw them taking the initiative to invite him, he naturally wouldn't be pretentious and polite, and went directly between the two women, hugging left and right. Really nice.
The space in the woodpile was already small, and the three of them were quite crowded inside. The opportunity was that they were close together and could clearly feel the heat and elasticity of each other. All of them were blushing, but they couldn't say anything.
"Stay away from me." After all, Fu Junyu couldn't hold back, and spoke first.
Fu Junmai on the side had a strange expression on her face, thinking that the place is so big, if it is far away from you, wouldn't it all come into my arms, and hurriedly said: "Shut up, people are coming in soon."
Squeak, the door was pushed open, and a few Dongying warriors came in to search around, chattering a lot, as if they were having a conversation, but unfortunately Song Qingshu couldn't understand a word, he probably understood something like ya gnats and butterflies.
Soon some Dongying warriors came to the woodpile, and Song Qingshu could clearly feel that the bodies of the Fu sisters stiffened a lot at that moment. Normally, the two sisters would not pay attention to these minions, but now they are seriously injured. It is self-evident what kind of miserable fate the resistance will have if it falls into the hands of the Dongpu people.
The Dongying warrior obviously also noticed this pile of firewood, drew out his knife and stabbed it in, Song Qingshu pinched his fingers lightly, thinking that it would be impossible to just watch the sisters disappear, even if they exposed their martial arts, they couldn't control it.
The Dongying warrior was about to stab in, when suddenly another companion came running to the door, chattering a lot, several warriors in the room didn't care to search, and ran out in a hurry.
Song Qingshu looked confused: "They come and go in such a hurry, what are they doing?"
Fu Junyu explained: "The few people just said that they were ordered to lurk near the Koryo Hotel and wait for us to fall into the trap."
Song Qingshu couldn't help praising: "I have to say that the Dongying people are quite smart." If it wasn't for him, the sisters would definitely go back to the hotel as soon as possible to rescue the soldiers, so that even if they escaped here by chance, they would be there in the end. It will fall into the hands of the Japanese.
On the side, Fu Junyu's face became more solemn: "Eastern Europe has been divided for a long time, and the various forces have been fighting for a hundred years. They are called the Warring States Period by them. Naturally, everyone is proficient in the art of war. On the contrary, our Koryo has been peaceful for a long time, and the country has powerful ministers. If it is true I'm afraid..."
Song Qingshu had to admit that her judgment was very reasonable. In the past few times when Japan invaded Koryo, they were almost all one-sided conquests. In the end, they often had to rely on the help of the Central Plains Dynasty to clean up the mess.
Everyone thought about their own thoughts, and everyone fell into silence for a while, until...
"How long are you going to hug us like this?" Fu Junmao finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Song Qingshu hurriedly got up and crawled out from the firewood pile: "I made a mistake, I forgot about it for a while."
"Where is your hand?" Fu Junyu's exclamation soon sounded.
"Uh, the space is too small, sorry."
"If it weren't for the fact that you saved us, I would stab you to death with a sword when I recovered from my injury."
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After a while, several people finally came out of the woodpile. Fu Junmao was a little surprised: "What kind of medicine did you give me just now, why did I recover so quickly?" I thought that I would not be able to move freely for an hour or two, but no. Expected to be able to move now.
"The elixir from our Imperial Palace Hospital." With previous experience, Song Qingshu did not dare to say that he gave them the Jiuzhuan Xiongshe Pill this time. The most powerful elixir of the Xiaoyao Sect has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. The injury is naturally easy to catch.
"I didn't expect the medicine of the Song Dynasty to be so powerful." Fu Junmao walked around the rivers and lakes, and naturally knew how miraculous the effect of this medicine was, and couldn't help being more and more awed by the heavenly kingdom recorded in the history books.
Song Qingshu didn't want to delve into this topic, and hurriedly asked: "This is not a place to stay for a long time, and now the Dongying people are guarding outside your embassy, what are you going to do?"
Fu Junyu said: "Can I ask the people from Da Song for help?"
Song Qingshu looked embarrassed: "There are not many people sent by the imperial court this time, and they don't want to make extra troubles." This is the consistent style of the Song Dynasty. If there is one thing that can be done less, one thing will be less, and it will never easily offend a weak country. formidable enemy.
Fu Junyu curled his lips: "I thought your family was so powerful in Song Dynasty, but it turned out to be useless." Song Qingshu could only smile wryly at her venomous tongue.
Fu Junmao thought for a while and said: "Let's go to Yipintang to seek Xixia's help. They are responsible for the investigation of this case, and they are the landlords. There is no reason to let them go."
Song Qingshu nodded: "Alright."
Several people have discussed it, and then they rushed to Yipintang. The two sisters were seriously injured. Although they could barely move, they were weak after all, and Song Qingshu had to help him. He was within three feet of them, but when he thought that he had seen everything he should and should not have seen when he bandaged the wound just now, he hesitated and let him help.
On the way out of the Dongying embassy, they encountered several troubles, but Song Qingshu avoided them in advance by relying on his powerful spiritual sense, so that the two sisters kept lamenting why they were so lucky that they didn't even meet a defensive guard.
Just like this, I came to Yipintang, just as Yelu Nanxian was there, and when she heard Jia Baoyu from the Southern Song Dynasty coming, she ran out happily, only to see him hugging two young girls on the left and right, and her smile froze on her face.
Song Qingshu was also a little guilty, and hurriedly explained: "They were seriously injured and it was difficult for them to stand upright."
Yelu Nanxian waved his hand and called some maids to take over. The Fu sisters didn't care about being supported, so they hurriedly explained their intentions and asked Xixia for help.
Who knew Yelu Nanxian replied coldly after listening, "No help!"