Liu Qinghuan stood at the door of the kitchen, listening to the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from far away.
There were still pains in her belly, she leaned against the door, panting for a few breaths with a pale face.
A person came in from the corner of the yard, Liu Qinghuan subconsciously stood up straight and looked there intently.
"Mrs. Xue?" A soft female voice came from the opposite side, Liu Qinghuan was slightly taken aback, and it was He Xirou who she met at Ning's birthday banquet not long ago.
"Madam Xue, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her pale face, He Xirou subconsciously reached out to support her. Liu Qinghuan turned slightly to avoid her hand. She glanced at He Xirou and asked, "Why are you here?"
He Xiju said: "I came to the temple to listen to an opera, I didn't want to hear that there was a fight outside, I ran away in a panic, and came here unknowingly."
Liu Qinghuan's eyes moved slightly, didn't they usually run outside when escaping, why did some people run inside? And the footsteps she heard just now didn't look like there was only one person.
"Mrs. Xue, your complexion is not good. Let me help you out first." He Xirou stretched out her hand in Liu Qinghuan's direction as she spoke. Liu Qinghuan suddenly grabbed her hand, and He Xirou turned her wrist subconsciously, and deftly pulled it out of her hand. come out.
Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows twitched: "You know martial arts."
He Xirou looked at her, the deliberate softness on her face was gradually dissipating: "I just learned a few tricks from others when I was young."
"With whom?"
"The adoptive son of the King of Lingnan."
Liu Qinghuan was startled, He Xirou had already sealed her acupuncture points like lightning.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't move for a moment, her brows were furrowed, and she stared at the person opposite without blinking: "Are you from the King of Lingnan?"
He Xirou's expression was dull, and she glanced at her lightly: "No, I just want to avenge Tang Zibo." When the words fell, several monks ran out from the corner, He Xirou took the rope from them, and lifted Liu Qinghuan tied up.
Liu Qinghuan looked down at her and asked, "Are they all your subordinates? Where are the monks in the temple?"
He Xirou laughed, and looked up at her: "I think Mrs. Xue should take care of herself first."
Liu Qinghuan pursed the corners of her mouth and did not speak, because she was enduring the pain in her stomach, a thin layer of sweat had formed on her forehead. After He Xirou tied her up, she went around and looked at her: "That time in the Hou Mansion, it should be the first time you saw me, right?"
Liu Qinghuan didn't answer, and He Xirou said to herself, "However, I've seen you more than once."
Liu Qinghuan frowned and asked, "What is the relationship between you and Tang Zibo?"
A smile suddenly appeared on He Xirou's face, and she approached Liu Qinghuan and said, "I've known him longer than you."
Liu Qinghuan subconsciously wanted to stay away from her, but remembered that she couldn't move at all. Just as He Xirou wanted those monks to take Liu Qinghuan away, the monk who stopped Liu Qinghuan at the gate of the temple rushed in: "It's not good! Xue Mu led a team to surround the temple!"
Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, and there was a look in her eyes. He Xirou frowned slightly, but said very calmly: "Don't be afraid, his wife is in our hands, I want to see what he can do to us."
"Xue Mu's wife?" The monk's suspicious eyes fell on Liu Qinghuan, as if he recognized her, "Isn't she Lu Jiao from Shangshufu?"
"Heh." He Xirou sneered without any explanation, and was about to call for someone to take Liu Qinghuan away when she saw a figure flying in from outside the courtyard wall, approaching them very quickly.
He Xirou focused her eyes, grabbed the knife from the person beside her, and put it directly on Liu Qinghuan's neck: "Don't come here!"
Xue Muluo was in the yard, looking at them with gloomy eyes, but he didn't take a step closer. Seeing him standing still, He Xirou had a somewhat smug expression on his face, and the tip of the knife sent a little bit towards Liu Qinghuan's neck.
Xue Mu clenched his fists, trying to suppress the murderous aura churning on his body: "Don't hurt my wife."
He Xirou looked at him, with hatred flickering in his eyes: "Xue Mu, you came just in time. Let me ask you, did you kill Tang Zibo?"
Xue Mu said, "It's me."
He Xirou couldn't help but sneer at that magnanimous tone: "Well, as the so-called killing pays for life, today I will let you pay for life."
Xue Mu looked at her coldly: "What if I don't agree?"
"Then you will have to pay for your wife's life." The sharp blade touched Liu Qinghuan's neck, and with a little force, it could cut her throat, "Ah, by the way, your wife seems to be pregnant. Something happened, but one dead body and two dead."
Xue Mu stared intently at the glinting blade on Liu Qinghuan's neck, his face was frighteningly cold: "You let my wife go first."
"Let her go?" He Xirou looked at him amusedly, "Do you think I'm stupid? You can let her go if you want me to. As long as you die, I'll let her go immediately."
Liu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously said, "No, Ah Mu!"
"Shut up!" He Xirou's madness at this time and when she was in the Hou's mansion were completely different. Her hand trembled slightly because of her excitement, and she drew a not deep and not shallow gash on Liu Qinghuan's neck.
Bright red blood drops rushed out, especially glaring at night. Liu Qinghuan could hold back the sudden stabbing pain and not let herself cry out in pain, but she couldn't stop her face from becoming whiter and more transparent.
In an instant, Xue Mu's eyes darkened.
Liu Qinghuan looked at him worriedly, the murderous aura rising from his body seemed to be about to get out of control. Liu Qinghuan used her internal energy to break through the acupuncture points on her body, but just as soon as she got lucky, the pain in her abdomen became worse.
A few flashes of silver light suddenly appeared in the dark night, and the monks in the yard were hit by the flying arrows almost without defense, and fell to the ground. He Xirou was only in a daze for a moment, but it was enough for Xue Mu.
The howling sound of breaking wind carried an unstoppable murderous aura, He Xirou hadn't looked away from the fallen monk, and a sharp pain in her wrist made her unable to hold the long knife in her hand.
Xue Mu directly crushed her hand bones, and took off her arm twice. He embraced Liu Qinghuan with one arm, and kicked He Xirou's heart mercilessly. He Xirou flew out violently, hit the courtyard wall heavily, and spat out a big puddle of blood.
Xue Mu untied the rope and acupuncture points on Liu Qinghuan's body, and Liu Qinghuan fell softly into his arms. Xue Mu hugged her horizontally, with indescribable anxiety in his eyes: "Qingqing, how are you?"
"Amu..." Liu Qinghuan looked up at her, her face was bloodless, "Amu, I'm in so much pain..."
Xue Mu only felt suffocated, and his whole heart seemed to be tightened: "Where does it hurt?"
"Stomach, stomach hurts..." Liu Qinghuan's breathing was a little short, and she held Xue Mu's cloak tightly with one hand. Xue Mu lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows, and quickly walked outside the temple: "Don't be afraid, the pain will be gone soon, I will take you to the doctor."
Liu Qinghuan tugged on his cloak and said angrily, "Gunpowder..."
Xue Mu tightened his arms around her, and his steps were faster than before: "We have already noticed it, and we have replaced it with ordinary fireworks."
"That's good..." Liu Qinghuan seemed to finally put down a big rock, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. Xue Mu looked at Liu Qinghuan who was drowsy in his arms, his heart was like being roasted on the fire: "Qingqing, hold on a little longer, we will be there soon."
Xue Mu rushed to Dongshi quickly with lightness kung fu, but Li Yuanbai's pharmacy didn't open. There is a wooden sign hanging outside the door, with six big characters written in flying and phoenix dances on it-Shangyuan will close the store for three days.
Xue Mu's face turned cold, wishing he could tear down his small shop and use it as firewood. He kicked open the door and shouted inside: "Li Yuanbai!"
The room was pitch black, and no one responded to him. Liu Qinghuan unconsciously called him twice in his arms, Xue Mu's heart ached, and she turned around and went out with her in his arms: "Qingqing, I will take you into the palace."
Just after leaving Li Yuanbai's small medicine shop, there was a sudden "bang" above his head, and a gorgeous firework exploded. Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes, looked at the dim light in the sky, and asked in a low voice: "Has the fireworks show started..."
"Well, Qingqing, look, it's so beautiful." Although Xue Mu said so, he didn't even glance at the sky from the corner of his eye, but only quickened his pace.
Turning a corner, I saw Nian Tang approaching. Seeing Xue Mu, Nian Tang grabbed Li Yuanbai in his hand and rushed up quickly: "Master Hou! I brought you Li Yuanbai!"
Xue Mu looked at Li Yuanbai and said quickly, "Help her take a look, she said she has a stomachache."
Master Hou's face was frighteningly dark, and Li Yuanbai was so angry that he didn't even dare to take a breath, so he rolled up his sleeves and felt Liu Qinghuan's pulse: "Madam has a fetal gas, hurry up and take her back to my clinic."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Mu had already turned around to go to the medical clinic with Liu Qinghuan in his arms. Nian Tang grabbed Li Yuanbai and followed closely behind.
When he arrived at the medical center, Li Yuanbai silently twitched the corner of his mouth as he looked at his shop door that had been kicked away by someone. Before he had time to feel distressed, he was thrown by Nian Tang beside the bed. Li Yuanbai sucked his nose, and carefully gave Liu Qinghuan three needles. After the needle application, Liu Qinghuan's frown that had been tightly furrowed gradually relaxed, and her breathing became much calmer.
Xue Mu held her hand tightly all the time, and when Li Yuanbai retracted the needle, he asked, "How is she?"
His voice was tense, even Li Yuanbai could hear his nervousness.
"Don't worry, Lord Hou, the wife and the fetus are fine, but don't use force easily in the future, you may not have such good luck next time."
Xue Mu pursed his lips, nodded and said, "Got it."
Li Yuanbai took another white medicine bottle and handed it to Xue Mu: "Apply this on Madam's neck." Xue Mu took the medicine bottle, seeming a little disgusted: "What kind of medicine is this?"
Li Yuanbai said unhappily: "It's just an ordinary wound medicine, whether you like it or not!" After he finished speaking, he walked to the desk and began to write prescriptions.
Nian Tang poured a basin of warm water, Xue Mu helped Liu Qinghuan clean the wound, and even sprinkled some medicine powder from the medicine bottle on Liu Qinghuan's wound.
"Amu...it hurts..." Liu Qinghuan said something dreamily, Xue Mu frowned, and threw the medicine bottle back on Li Yuanbai's desk.
Sure enough, I should ask someone to go back and bring the golden medicine bestowed by the emperor.
He carefully picked up the person on the bed, and kissed her softly on her lips as comforting. Li Yuanbai on the side shook the goosebumps on his body, grabbing the medicine without looking sideways. Seeing that Liu Qinghuan gradually calmed down under his kiss, Xue Mu let go of her lips.
"Nian Tang, you stay here to get the medicine, I'll go home first."
"Yes, Lord Hou." Nian Tang looked at Xue Mu's back that was drifting away, and knocked on Li Yuanbai beside him vigorously, "What are you still doing in a daze! Grab the medicine quickly!"
Li Yuanbai: "..."
Why is it always him who gets hurt.
The cold wind outside the house blew in unscrupulously because there was no door to block it. Li Yuanbai shuddered, and tentatively said: "My door..."
Nian Tang rolled his eyes at him: "Don't worry, you just broke the door, are you still afraid that Master Hou will take credit for you?"
Li Yuanbai pursed his lips, just remember to pay.
The fireworks display in Chang'an City was still going on, Xue Mu carried Liu Qinghuan through the colorful streets and walked back to the Hou Mansion. And Li Mo, who was left alone to clean up the Lingnan King's remaining party, cursed Xue Mu a hundred times in his heart.