Two hundred and fifteen

After the hidden weapon was placed on the couch, Fu Wei sat down and subconsciously pushed the person behind him. He looked out of the tent with a cold expression, and his voice was so cold that it seemed to be wrapped in ice: "Quick battle, quick decision."

Yu Ying was still feeling uneasy, but she knew what had happened.

When he looked up again, he saw a figure protecting him.

Obviously, he still had difficulty walking, and they had only exchanged a few words.

It's a very strange feeling.

However, even though Fu Wei's legs made it difficult for him to walk, he could still withstand more beatings than her, who had healthy limbs.

Although she was not ashamed of herself, she was still very self-aware and hid behind the man.

Even if she had all her limbs intact, at this moment, she was just a small burden. With capable people protecting her in front, she would never show up if she could hide, as she felt that she was not capable of doing that.

After a moment, the movement outside the bed stopped, but the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Then there was a rustling sound, as if someone was cleaning up the corpse.

The windows were opened for ventilation, and the strong smell of blood gradually faded away.

The candlelight lit up, and Yu Ying looked out through the thick bed curtains. Someone was still scrubbing the floor in the room.

The movement was very quick, and they retreated after a while, and the smell of blood was much lighter.

There were only two people left in the room, probably Zhu Qi and a captain from the army.

The captain said, "The innkeeper and waiter were kidnapped before we arrived. The innkeeper and waiter we saw just now were assassins in disguise. The assassins who were away from the inn have been dealt with. Only the assassin outside, seeing the situation was not good, fled."

Zhu Qi said, "They are the same group that tried to assassinate you earlier."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ying felt frightened.

This isn't the first time, and there will be a third time...

The extra chapter in this novel didn't mention that Fu Wei's trip to Lingnan was full of twists and turns.

Fu Wei's voice was cold: "The assassin broke into the room, where are you?"

Yu Ying turned her head to look at Fu Wei. His handsome face was hidden in the darkness, but a faint yellow light shone onto his face from the gap.

At first glance, it may seem cold and gloomy because of the distinct light and dark, but after looking at it for a long time, it feels soft.

Not to mention that he had just saved her life, and his image in her eyes was already different.

It’s as if the characters jumped out of the paper and became living people.

Zhu Qi and the captain outside hurriedly said in unison: "This subordinate has failed in his duty. Please punish me, my Lord."

Fu Wei's eyes were dark, and he pursed his lips for a long while before saying, "We'll discuss the punishment after we return to the imperial city. Get out now."

The two of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief and left the house one after another. After they were far away from the house, the captain exhaled a breath of turbid air and then said in surprise, "I was not mistaken just now, was there someone else on the Marquis's couch? Is it the maid from the prefect's mansion?"

Zhu Qi glanced at him and said, "Captain Lu, aren't you pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth?"

Captain Lu grinned and said, "I've never seen a woman with the Marquis before, so I'm a little unsure."

Zhu Qi was too lazy to talk to him, but he was thinking in his heart that he should respect Miss Chen very much. No matter whether she was the main wife or the concubine, she might be the only wife in the marquis's mansion.

*

The room was quiet, but the smell of blood still lingered in the house.

I don't know if it's because she has a strong psychological endurance or because she didn't directly see the bloody fight,

Yu Ying turned her head to look at the hidden weapon on the bed rail and took a deep breath. If it was one or two centimeters different, she would probably not be here now.

After the two people in the room left, she knelt on the couch, imitated the ancients' kneeling and bowing, folded her hands on her forehead, and bowed to Fu Wei: "My Lord, you saved me just now. I have no way to repay you."

Fu Wei's gaze shifted to her, and then he reached out and gently pinched her chin, lifting it up so that she could look at him.

Their eyes met. Yu Ying had never been lifted up by anyone like this, nor had she ever looked at anyone in this posture, so she felt a little uncomfortable.

She was obviously at a loss when he touched her, and looked at him with a pair of clear and bright eyes.

"I have nothing to repay you with, except my body." He uttered these words slowly, and looked at her clear eyes which gradually showed more astonishment.

For some reason, even though he had just experienced an assassination attempt, Fu Wei was in a very good mood and suddenly smiled.

"That's right. You are 28 years old and have an extraordinary appearance. If you want, you can marry a young and promising young man from a noble family. How could you be interested in a disabled and old person like me?"

As soon as Fu Wei said this, some scenes from his dream vaguely emerged in his mind.

In the dream, he seemed to have said similar words to the woman. In the dream, he was also slumped on the couch.

Yu Ying was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that he wanted her to serve others with her beauty.

And listen carefully, is he speaking human language?

Asking her to serve others with her looks is not human.

He also calls himself an old man?

When it comes to serving people with appearance, he is more convincing.

At thirty, he was only a few years younger than she was originally. He was also handsome. If it weren't for his disability, his talent and appearance would have been enough to amaze and astonish people.

Yu Ying didn't show her emotion on her face, and whispered, "If the Marquis wants me to marry you, I dare not refuse."

"I dare not disobey..." Fu Wei repeated her words softly, his smile fading a lot.

He turned his eyes slightly, released her chin, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, pulled out the hidden weapon through the handkerchief, then lifted a corner of the curtain and threw the hidden weapon to the ground outside.

His expression was calm and composed as he said, "Go and call Zhu Qi over."

Yu Ying didn't know why he didn't let Zhu Qi stay, but she still agreed. She got off the bed carefully, glanced at the dagger thrown on the ground, and stayed away from it.

Looking at the furnishings in the house, there are still various traces of fighting.

She left the house and found guards outside. After asking, she found out that Zhu Qi was not in the house, but in the lobby.

The closer we got to the lobby, the stronger the smell of blood became.

When she arrived at the lobby, she saw the accompanying guards bandaging each other's wounds. Some of the wounds were very deep and bleeding profusely. Their faces were pale, and there was a corpse covered with a white cloth beside them.

We are one of us.

The lobby was gloomy and depressing. There were clearly sounds of painful screams, but the silence felt depressing.

This was the first time Yu Ying had seen such a tragic situation. She felt choked up and her eyes suddenly felt sore.

These are not people on paper, these are people with red blood, living people.

Zhu Qi saw her and went up to her and asked, "What's the matter, young lady?"

Yu Ying looked at him: "The Marquis asked you to come over."

Zhu Qi nodded, then said, "Miss, you should go and rest early."

Yu Ying was silent for a moment. When Zhu Qi was about to leave, she suddenly spoke: "I know some medical skills and am also good at suturing wounds. Can I give it a try?"

For many years, her family has taught her to do her best, do what she thinks is right, and save whoever she can.

Private

Zhu Qi and everyone who heard this were stunned and couldn't help but look at her.

Zhu Qi pondered in his heart, if she knew medical skills, why would she be just a little tea-serving maid in the prefect's mansion?

Although he had doubts, he did not express them openly. He only said, "I have no right to make a decision. I must consult the Marquis first."

Yu Ying nodded: "It's my duty."

When Zhu Qi went to look for his master, Yu Ying followed him and said, "I'll wait outside."

Zhu Qi felt a little depressed, thinking that saving people was no joke, but he still nodded and knocked on the door.

*

The door closed, Fu Wei hung up the bed curtain, and light came into the bed.

He turned his head to look at the place where someone had just been lying, but his attention was drawn to a lock of black hair.

He reached out and picked up the lock of black hair and placed it in his hand, staring at it thoughtfully, only coming back to his senses when there was a knock on the door.

I don't know what I was thinking, I tied my hair into a knot, turned my palm over, covered the hair in my hand, and said, "Come in."

Zhu Qi pushed the door open and walked in, lowering his head: "What are your orders, Lord?"

Fu Wei: "How many casualties?"

Zhu Qi nodded a few times, then said, "Miss Chen said she knows medicine and is good at suturing. She offered to treat the injured guard. I didn't agree, so I asked the Marquis first."

Hearing the words "knows medical skills and is good at suturing", the hand holding the black hair suddenly tightened and the pupils shrank slightly.

Is it a coincidence, or...

Zhu Qi didn't get an answer, so he looked up and saw that his master, who was always calm and composed, had a dazed look on his face.

Fu Wei clutched a lock of black hair tightly, and after a moment's silence, he said, "Push the carriage over here."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qi pushed the Su Yu to the side of the bed and helped his master sit on it. Then he followed the instructions and pushed his master out of the room.

As soon as I walked out of the house, the first thing I saw was a graceful woman standing outside.

"Do you know medical skills?"

Yu Ying lowered her eyes: "I know a little bit."

"Okay." He then called out "Zhu Qi" and said, "Let Miss Chen go and treat the guard's injuries. Try your best to cooperate with her in whatever she asks."

He wanted to confirm that she had a close relationship with Liu Niang in his dream.

Zhu Qi and Yu Ying were both surprised when they heard the word "OK".

Is it so easy to agree?

Don't try it first?

Yu Ying was stunned for just a few breaths, then she looked at Zhu Qi and said, "Please prepare some needles, thread, and scissors that have been boiled in boiling water for me. The more the better."

She looked at Fu Wei and said, "I will go check on the wounded first."

Fu Wei nodded and looked at her back as she turned around and walked hurriedly.

"Go." He said to Zhu Qi behind him, then turned the wheel of the sedan chair and went to the lobby.

When I arrived outside the lobby, I saw a woman squatting on the ground, carefully examining the wounded and then taking their pulse.

That serious and solemn look overlapped with the figure in the dream at this moment.

Clearly, they are two different people.

But why does he feel that it is the same person?

Is he crazy?

Or does it really exist - a resurrection of the dead?

In a dream.

In his intermittent dreams, he connected all these things and analyzed them.

Outsiders called her Yu Liuniang, but he called her Aying.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yu Liuniang is selfish and spoiled, but in his dreams, she is the exact opposite. She has a righteous mind and great abilities, but she never thinks she is superior.

No matter how you analyze it, it shows that Yu Liuniang and Aying are two different people.

Zhu Qi quickly returned with the needle, thread, and cocoons.

After briefly cleaning the wound, he began to sew it up. His movements were very skillful, which amazed everyone.

Seven people were injured, and it took almost two hours. The sound of roosters crowing could be heard faintly.

After finally bandaging the wounded, Yu Ying was extremely exhausted both physically and mentally. Her head also ached slightly. She didn't want to think about anything and just wanted to go back and lie down for a while.

He said goodbye to Fu Wei and went to the T-shaped room.

Just as she was about to push open the door, she suddenly heard a voice called "Ah Ying" from behind her. Extremely exhausted, her consciousness was scattered as she turned around and responded, "What's the matter..."

After agreeing, he met the eyes of the person sitting on the carriage. His pupils suddenly widened and he looked at him in surprise.

How could he know!?