"Yes." Dongxue turned around and did it.
In the room, Aunt Wanxin carefully examined Gu Changan's wound, "This Gu Shijia is really vicious. If he doesn't clean it up, there won't be a single piece of healthy skin left on his body."
As he spoke, tears began to fall.
Gu Changan looked at Wanxin's tears and was instantly confused. "Aunt Wanxin, please don't cry. I don't have many wounds on my body, so it's not a big deal. But Gu Shijia is not so lucky. She really doesn't have a single piece of good skin on her body."
"Still saying that." Aunt Wanxin said with a hint of reproach, "For all these years, you have suffered so much that even if you took her life today, it would not be too much. But having said that, the attitude of the old master today is not too disheartening."
"He's just curious about me," Chang'an said. "As a veteran general, having fought on the battlefields and left piles of bones, what he lacks the most is courage.
"I'm afraid she's ignored me all these years because of my incompetence and cowardice. Today, besides his curiosity about me, it must be because of his personality that favors the strong and dislikes the weak."
Wanxin nodded in agreement, but there was still a hint of worry between her brows.
In fact, Changan had her own plans. She comforted her, "Aunt, we will go to thank my cousin tomorrow."
"Thank you?" Wanxin looked at the smiling face, she was a little confused.
"Yes, tomorrow, Auntie can see the wonderful expression on Gu Shijia's face." Chang An affirmed, "Of course, we should also ask Sister Shirou to go with us to see my cousin.
Aunt, please take the hot spring water for scar treatment to Mrs. Meng later. You must give it to her personally. Shirou is her only child.
"Yes." Wanxin agreed.
Wanxin left, and Dongxue carefully applied medicine to Changan. She looked at the whip marks on Changan's body, and trembled as she held the medicine in her hands. "Miss, does it hurt?"
Chang'an frowned slightly and looked at Dongxue. He felt speechless about this question. "How about you take a few lashes and try it?"
"..." Dongxue was stunned and immediately shook her head, "Miss, you are teasing me."
"What can I say about you?" Chang'an said, "How can such deep whip marks not hurt? Although it hurts, I feel relieved today. Even the most painful physical wounds will heal one day, but the wounds in the heart will never heal until death."
"Miss, Dongxue didn't understand. Dongxue feels that after being away for more than half a month, you are completely different from before, but she can't tell what the difference is. Dongxue is curious about the scar on your face?"
Chang'an smiled. She didn't answer the question. Instead, she asked Dongxue, "I haven't asked you since I saw you today. Has your mother's condition improved in the past half month since you returned home?"
"My mother passed away." Dongxue's eyes moistened slightly. "My mother passed away the day after I returned home."
"Time flies," Chang'an said, "Dongxue, in this general's mansion, you and Aunt Wanxin have always been the only ones to accompany me. In my heart, you are closer than my family members. We have always depended on each other.
I don't want my people to do something without telling me one day, do you understand?"
"I understand." Dongxue immediately knelt down. "Miss, Dongxue will never dare to have second thoughts about you."
"I know." Chang'an looked at Dongxue, "You have no blood relatives now, but I can see that there is something in your heart that you can't let go of."
Dongxue, who had been lowering her head, suddenly looked towards Changan, tears welling up in her eyes, "Miss, you have to save Brother Songzi."
"How can I save you if you don't tell me?"
"Brother Songzi is my neighbor. We had a good relationship when we were little," Dongxue said. "On my return this time, I learned that Brother Songzi had some medical skills and treated the daughter of the Fourth Prince's housekeeper. Later, for some unknown reason, the girl died. Brother Songzi was sued and has been imprisoned for a year."
Hearing Dongxue say this, Chang'an suddenly felt as if he had an epiphany.
No wonder in the previous life, after Dongxue married into the Fourth Prince's mansion with me, every time I saw the housekeeper, her eyes were filled with hatred. Later, after Dongxue's death, the housekeeper of the Fourth Prince's mansion was driven out of the mansion by the Fourth Prince. Now that I think about it, perhaps these things are related.
"Dongxue, do you have this pine nut in your heart?" Chang'an asked.
Dongxue shook her head, then nodded immediately. She looked at Chang'an hesitantly and said, "I don't know either, but I'm worried about Brother Songzi."
"Okay, I know about this." Chang'an said, "Get up. If you have anything to say next time, tell me. If you just keep it to yourself, others won't know and how can they help you. If I don't ask today, you might regret it in the future."
"yes."
Chang'an glanced out the window, "Dongxue, guard the yard and don't let anyone in."
Dongxue opened the door and went out, only to find the Ninth Prince leaning against the long corridor outside. She was surprised, but then she heard Chang'an say from inside the house, "Bei Mingxuan, what we said outside the courtyard just now fell on deaf ears when it came to you?"
Bei Mingxuan didn't shy away from the question and walked straight into Chang'an's boudoir. He said with a teasing look on his face, "Are you planning to murder your husband?"
"..." Chang'an suddenly felt a flock of crows flying over his head, "You really have some shame."
"Yes, of course I have to have face." Bei Mingxuan smiled, "This is the only thing this prince can show off."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Chang'an's face. His phoenix eyes narrowed frivolously and he spoke slowly, "I have to say, your disguise skills have reached a superb level. This face would probably give this prince nightmares."
"Bei Mingxuan." Chang'an curled her lips, without a trace of displeasure on her face, "Miss, I just thought you were praising me.
But I have to think carefully about whether I will have to face you with this expression often in your mansion in the future. If not, I am really worried that the Ninth Prince will not be able to live in Chang'an in his heart."
Bei Mingxuan smiled and said deliberately, "It seems that you care a lot about your position in this prince's mind?"
Chang'an listened to what was said, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she stuck out her tongue and made a disgusting gesture towards Bei Mingxuan.
Bei Mingxuan curled his lips into a smile. Chang'an's behavior surprised him. "Your performance today has greatly surprised this prince. I think from today on, your life in the General's Mansion will be much easier. At least you won't have to be bullied openly like before."
"I just want to live a more casual life." Chang'an said with a wry smile, "so that the people around me won't be wronged anymore."
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