Chapter 17: Cure

Others didn't know Chu Jinglan's intentions, but Tang Qingfeng knew very well that the best doctor in the entire capital was not elsewhere, but in the palace of Lan.
At that time, Lu Heng was reading in the room, thinking that they should also come back, so he got up and went to the front yard to greet him. Unexpectedly, when the door opened, Chu Jinglan actually came in with a girl. He was a little dumbfounded and approached. Look, that face is very familiar.
"...Why Ye Huaiyang? What happened?"
Chu Jinglan's footsteps did not stop, and while walking towards Fu Yuxuan, he said briefly: "First treat her injuries."
Is she injured?
Lu Heng was a little surprised. The shadow guards who came back from Tianqi Tower said that those guards had extremely high martial arts, especially the one called Ciyuan, who usually protected Ye Huaiyang without leaving any steps. How could he get injured? He walked into the room with doubts, and when Chu Jinglan put Ye Huaiyang on the bed, he took a closer look. Her entire left shoulder and even her big arm were stained with blood. There were no holes in her clothes, which should be caused by old wounds. As a doctor, he couldn't help but frowned.
"Go to my room and get the medicine box."
Lu Heng commanded without turning his head, the maid trot off immediately, and soon came in with a wooden box. Lu Heng took it with one hand and placed it on the bedside stool. While putting down the curtain, he took out the scissors. After hearing a few clicks, he threw the rags under the bed casually. The upper head was still stained with blood. Chu Jinglan glanced down and then looked at the bed. In the dimness, Lu Heng's busy figure suddenly stagnated.
"Dare to drink with such a deep wound, I think she is desperate!"
The smell of wine on Ye Huaiyang's body is so strong that it is hard to ignore it. This is considered to be the death of Lu Heng. If it were not for Chu Jinglan to stare at him behind, he would definitely throw Ye Huaiyang out. What is the cure for this kind of patient who doesn't cherish himself?
"Is it serious?"
"There was a cut in the shoulder. I could heal you when you fell down from such a high cliff. This small injury is nothing."
Lu Heng gags on his mouth, but he starts with no ambiguity. First, he cleans the blood on his shoulders for Ye Huaiyang, then removes the thread and sutures the wound again, and finally puts on a special ointment. The whole process is done in one go. The blood is fast It stopped. Because of his unique technique and fast movement, Ye Huaiyang did not suffer too much.
"Okay, just drink one more antipyretic medicine."
Lu Heng got out of the tent, walked over and picked up the soap pads on the washstand and began to rub his hands. Several maidservants immediately filed in, changing clothes and wiping sweat, putting Ye Huaiyang in place and bowing. He retreated to the door.
Chu Jinglan stepped forward and lifted the curtain. Under the thin shadow, Ye Huaiyang's body looked extraordinarily slender, as if it would break at the touch of a touch. The palm-sized face was exposed outside the quilt, glowing with abnormal blush. , The voice of heavy breathing came, hitting his empty heart like a bell, and the echo persisted for a long time.
Lu Heng turned his head inadvertently, saw his indistinct eyes, raised his brows and asked, "Why, I'm afraid she is dead?"
Chu Jinglan tightened his sleeves, and the tulle closed in an instant, and the people who followed were a few steps away, "She woke up and let me know."
"Hey, don't go, you haven't told me what happened yet!" Lu Heng yelled from behind. Chu Jinglan hadn't heard of it, and the dark gray hem of the clothes drew an arc from the door and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Gone.
No matter, he should ask Tang Qingfeng that kid.
Lu Heng thought helplessly, instructing her maid to take good care of Ye Huaiyang, and then left Fuyuxuan.
The night is as quiet as water.
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning came into the room, the birds sang with joy, passing the eaves for a while, and standing on the windowsill for a while, very excited. There was still frost on the stairs in front of the porch, and they creaked when they stepped on them. The maidservants carefully sprinkled salt, and put their hands to their mouths from time to time. After a few seconds, the exhaled white breath disappeared in the air .
The cold outside was pressing, but the room inside was as warm as Jixia, Crescent was dozing off at the end of the bed, vaguely feeling something moved, and he lifted his eyelids for a look, and the sleepiness flew out of the clouds.
"Miss, you are awake!"
Ye Huaiyang sat up slowly with her support, his head was still a little groggy, and his voice was very hoarse: "Crescent Moon, where is this..."
Crescent Moon put a few pillows behind her, and said, "Miss, we are at Lan Wang's Mansion."
Ye Huaiyang's eyes widened sharply, trying to sort out her clues, but after a long time, her mind was still blank and she couldn't remember anything. She had to ask again: "Why am I here?"
Speaking of this crescent moon, I was full of dissatisfaction. I immediately told Ye Huaiyang what happened last night, and expressed his dissatisfaction appropriately, saying that Chu Jinglan was arbitrarily determined by Tang Qingfeng. Li, in any case, in her eyes, there is no good person in this mansion, but Ye Huaiyang laughed with joy, and even the injury on his shoulder didn't seem to hurt that much.
I haven't seen you in January. Is this your master?
Without letting her think about it, the maidservant from the palace came in with the soup medicine, and when she saw that she woke up, she immediately beamed with joy. As she put down her things, she said,
It’s great if the girl is fine. Now, the slave servant went to report to the prince."
After speaking, she saluted and quit. Crescent was about to sit over to give Ye Huaiyang the medicine, but she just picked up the bowl and drank it, and then let Crescent come to the basin to clean up briefly. The whole process was fluent and muddy. It looks like a patient with injuries, staring at the crescent moon.
"You go out and stay first, and you are not told not to come in."
As a person who has been with Ye Huaiyang for many years, Yueya knows exactly what her own lady's idea is in her heart. She was happy to see it, but since Ye Huaiyang is hurting now, she is still not at ease.
"The slave and maid can go out, but you have to make sure that you will not mess around. If you accidentally let the wound open, the slave and maid will only apologize for death when seeing the young master."
"Long-winded." Ye Huaiyang gave her a smile, then raised her chin towards the door, beckoning her to go out quickly, Crescent had no choice but to pick up an empty bowl and leave.
After about a stick of incense, Chu Jinglan came.
Today he wore a dark blue satin gown with white tiger-like wormwood embroidered on it. It was elegant and elegant, which made him stand tall and brave. When he came in, he tore off the big horse and threw it on the hanger outside, then stood still three steps away from the bed.
"Sober?"
Ye Huaiyang nodded: "I'm still sober, what's wrong with the prince?"
Chu Jinglan looked at her from a distance, and there seemed to be a black mist floating in his deep pupils, which was elusive and unpredictable, but opened his mouth to the point: "Why let Aunt Qu enter the palace for you?"
It turned out not to have grown up, but to inquire about something.
"I said why the prince came to help yesterday. It was because of this." Ye Huaiyang stood up with the carved bedpost and walked slowly to Chu Jinglan, her eyes gloomy and unclear, "Aunt Qu is an old man in the palace, and I was caught Dad saved his life, and of course he used it more smoothly than others. I wonder if the prince is satisfied with this answer?"
A hand stretched over and grabbed her chin, forcing her to raise her head and see the storm in his eyes more clearly.
"You know this is not what the king asked."
"Then what does the prince want to ask?" She asked with a light smile.
Chu Jinglan pursed his lips and said nothing, wildfire flew in his heart, but his expression became colder.
He originally thought that Ye Huaiyang was because the Bai family planted the assassination on her. She was so angry that she wanted to cooperate with him. It can be seen that after Qu Fang, he realized that Ye Huaiyang had moved this idea long ago. Perhaps on the list The Bai family is not the only one, and the delay in making a move should be waiting for an opportunity.
He wanted to know what her real purpose was.
Thinking back to what she had said, Chu Jinglan suddenly realized that she had overlooked one thing. She repeatedly mentioned his life-saving grace many years ago, but the object of the assassination of the Bai family was him again. Is it possible that... she targeted the Bai family? Is it all because of him?
Yes, the same was said by her maidservant last night in a hurry.
A slightly cold catkin suddenly held his hand and interrupted his thoughts. He lowered his eyes to see that Ye Huaiyang was smiling at him.
"Fine, I won’t go around with the prince if I’m hurt. I don’t care what the Bai family did, nor do they care that they use the means to blame me. In fact, from the day when I became the head of the Ye family two years ago From now on, I already want to get rid of the Bai family."
Chu Jinglan's eyes jumped slightly.
"Why?"
Ye Huaiyang stood on tiptoe and approached him, just like he was on the Chongxiao Pavilion that night, and whispered in his ear: "It's not just the Bai family. I want them to pay for all the people who harmed you."
Her wrists suddenly tightened, and she looked down. It turned out that Chu Jinglan was holding her backhand. She pulled her lips and smiled, but her smile was a bit weak. Then she leaned forward and fell softly to the ground, Chu Jinglan's heart With a sudden jump, she caught her into her arms like lightning, and looked at her wound subconsciously. Although she was dizzy, she did not miss this scene, and her heart was filled with honey-like sweetness.
Although he is extremely cold and unsmiling on the surface, he is still as gentle as before, but now it is hard to express, right? A heart riddled with holes, it is really difficult to live in anymore, right?
Fortunately, he came back, right here, beside her, she has a lifetime to repair.
Ye Huaiyang grabbed Chu Jinglan's sleeve with his uninjured hand, and shrank into his arms, his voice trembled, "Brother, I'm cold."
Chu Jinglan froze, and the picture in his memory reappeared, with strong colors, as if someone had refurbished it.
After he rescued Ye Huaiyang that year, she curled up in his arms and trembles. She also held his sleeve and said exactly the same things to him. He still remembered taking off his coat and wrapping her up, letting her cuddling with him. The only difference is that Ye Huaiyang's injuries are more serious now.
Chu Jinglan obviously felt a little bit limp in his arms, almost completely losing his strength. He immediately put her back on the bed and was about to leave when he suddenly found that her hand was still pulling him.
"Don't go..."
Although Ye Huaiyang was dizzy and feeble, his phoenix eyes were sober and he looked at him pulsedly. He stared for a moment and then resolutely pulled his sleeves away. Ye Huaiyang looked at his back with a wry smile, and then closed silently. Eyes.
"Endure, this king sent someone to call Lu Heng."
Chu Jinglan's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, she suddenly opened her eyes and realized that he did not know when he turned back! Although his voice was still cold, her heart seemed to be ironed, hot and hot.
"Well, I can bear it."