Ask This Spring

Although Huan Shen's wrists were cold, his pulse was still steady and strong, like the drumhead being beaten, banging constantly.

Zhuo Lian couldn't help but stunned for a moment. Fortunately, she had always been emotionally restrained, and she didn't show anything on the surface. She lowered her eyes, and according to the instructions of the doctor Qian, she tried her best to clamp down on the man in front of her.

Zhuo Lian didn’t know how painful it was to gouge the meat with a knife, but she could guess how much sweat was rolling down the young man’s forehead. Flesh and **** scene.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he met a pair of dark eyes.

Zhuo Lian's heartbeat suddenly speeded up a lot. She didn't expect that Huan Shen would wake up, and she would suffer such torture when she was conscious, and it was a hundred times harder than when she was in a coma.

"Mr. Qian, my uncle is awake, can I give him some sesame powder?"

Doctor Qian shook his head, "Now it's too late to boil the medicine, please let General Huan bear it."

The man replied in a low voice, as if he had been fished out of the water, his whole body was wet, leaving a few obvious wet marks on the mat.

Having practiced medicine for decades, Qian’s medical skills are naturally not bad, and the knife is extremely stable. Although Zhuo Lian did not dare to look at it, but the sound of Xixi Suo Suo has been constant, accompanied by the painful muffled noise of the youth, spreading without any barriers. In her ears, it brought great pressure, like cracked gravel, hitting her back at once, Zhuo Lian almost couldn't bear it, and bursts of tingling came from the place where the two of them were close together, as if Severely stung by a poisonous bee.

I don’t know how long it took, Qian’s doctor finally took the knife, sprinkled the best wound medicine on the affected area, and then wrapped the wound with a clean white cloth. During the period, Zhuo Lian and the boy helped with work, and the palms were stained with hot blood. Exuding a strong smell.

Mr. Qian wiped his hands with the kerchief, his eyes gradually moved upwards, and he couldn't help but admire him when he saw that he was not unconscious.

Huan Shen's face was pale, and he smiled: "Thank you, Doctor Qian, for his life-saving grace. It is unforgettable."

"It's all your Majesty's orders. You don't have to be polite, General Huan. Although your wounds are deep, they haven't hurt your organs and bones. As long as you remember to change the dressing on time to prevent the wound from festering, you will be able to recover as usual within a few months." When speaking, Qian The imperial physician sat at the table, took the pen to write down the oral prescription, handed it to Zhuo's hand, and carefully mentioned a few words, and then left with the boy.

After the people left, Zhuo Lian stood by the bed and found that Huan Shen hadn't closed his eyes. He fixedly looked at it with a pair of black eyes, with a rather complicated expression.

"Does mother know about my injury?"

Zhuo Lian shook his head, "Just now, Lin'er went to the wine shop and only told me the news. Because she left in a hurry, she didn't have time to meet her mother."

Although she was a woman, she couldn't see the tears of people close to her. As long as she thought of Huanmu crying hoarsely and full of grief like Yun Niang, Zhuo Lian felt stiff and didn't know how to comfort her.

"You are seriously injured, don't force it, so you can rest."

Zhuo Lian tucked the quilt corner for him, just about to take the prescription to the kitchen, but he was caught tightly by his wrist, and a hoarse voice came from behind him.

"Do you know why I have to work so hard?"

Zhuo Lian couldn't help but twisted his eyebrows, but for a moment he forgot to shake off Huan Shen's hand, and saw the man with a weak breath slightly lifted the corners of his lips, "If I'm just an eighth rank school lieutenant, I can't protect this house. I can't protect you either."

The slender body trembled. She broke away from Huan Shen's palm, took up the towel, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said calmly: "It doesn't have to be this way. Compared with me, your life is the most important thing. of."

Huan Shen is the only male left in the Huan family today. He has not yet become a biological son, and he has not left a trace of blood.

"I think the sister-in-law is more important than fate."

Zhuo Lian's heart shrank, and he couldn't help but scolded: "You are afraid that you will bleed too much and you will be unconscious. You will only talk nonsense. There are only you and me in the room. Can't afford it."

After speaking, she picked up the copper basin full of blood and walked out without looking back.

Before crossing the threshold, the woman paused and said coldly: "Even though the power of glory is tempting, you must live to enjoy it. Huan Jin lost his life because of the protector. Isn't this lesson enough? When you take risks for selfish desires , Have you ever thought about your mother and sister?"

"I thought about it."

"you have not."

Zhuo Lian couldn't help but sneered, "If you really put yourself in consideration for them, you should know that their mother and daughter most want you to live in peace."

"I am more important than your life? Don't deceive yourself!"

After that, she pushed the door and left.

Huan Shen gritted his teeth and his black eyes were full of unwillingness. He had never felt this way before, and he wanted a woman to the point of madness. When he blocked the sword for the saint, he was seriously injured. When he was about to die, Zhuo's face appeared in his mind, her voice and smile, and her words and deeds, Huan Shen remembered clearly.

He didn't realize until then that he was afraid of being planted.

Originally, I was only greedy for the beautiful skin, but now, I want to hold it in my hand with the heart, so that outsiders are not allowed to get involved.

Close the wooden door of the bedroom tightly, Zhuo Lian only feels absurd, even if she is just a touch of soul from another world, she has never even seen Huan Jin, but in terms of generation, she is Huan Shen’s eldest sister-in-law, which will always be Will not change.

Zhuo Lian poured the blood and pressed her chest unconsciously. Her heart beat very fast, plopping like a drum.

Just now, Emperor Qian was treating the wound in the room. Because the picture was too bloody, Zhuo Lian drove them out for fear of two small nightmares. At this moment, Huan Yun heard the movement and stared at a pair of red and swollen walnut eyes, anxious. He rushed to the woman's side, pulled her sleeve cage and asked:

"Sister-in-law, how is the second brother? Is there a serious problem?"

Seeing the little girl's worried face, Zhuo Lian suppressed the chaotic thoughts.

"Good luck, the blade did not hurt the internal organs, and it will take a while to raise it."

"real?"

Huan Yun was quite suspicious. It was not that she couldn't believe in her elder sister, but that when her second brother was carried home by the guards earlier, she was covered in blood, and she seemed to be unable to hold her breath.

"The imperial physician in the palace is very capable. Your second brother is strong and will be fine."

There was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps.

Zhuo Lian raised his head and saw Huanmu with a pale face standing at the door, probably running too fast, she couldn't help but coughing with both hands.

She rushed forward and gently succumbed to Huanmu, "Don't worry, the imperial doctor has already come, and you will be cured."

"Why do you have to hide such a big thing from me?"

Huanmu sighed helplessly, and walked to Huan Shen's room. Zhuo Lian did not follow up. Instead, he took the prescription to the pharmacy to grab the medicine, so as not to delay the condition.

Inside the room.

Huanmu wiped her eyes and couldn't help cursing: "You kid really feel uneasy. It was fine before going to Xishan, but she was seriously injured when she came back..."

The pain in the wound did not abate, but the tears of his mother made Huan Shen a headache.

"Don't cry, my son is fine, it's all skin wounds,"

"Nonsense! Just like Jin'er, you have the most stiff mouth. You were beaten when you were young, and you didn't say a word if you were bitten to death. You almost didn't make your father angry. Why are you so stubborn?"

Huan's mother gave a training, and saw that the blue black under the eyes of the second son was more distressed than blame, and she murmured and persuaded, "You should rest well first."

Huan Shen replied, closed his eyes, and lay on the soft pillow. After the door was opened and closed, he opened his eyes and clenched his palms at the corner of the quilt into a fist. I do not know it was the pain from the wound. Too unbearable, or for other reasons.

Huan Shen was designated as a guerrilla general by the decree, and was sent to Huan’s house the next day. The father-in-law who declared the decree not only brought his majesty’s award, but also led four court ladies, saying that they had been trained, taught and served by the maid since childhood. Human abilities are top-notch, and now General Huan is seriously ill and can also come in handy.

The four court ladies are about seventeen or eighteen years old. Their facial features are exceptionally beautiful, and their names are also exceptionally elegant. They are called Qingmei, Xueying, Mandarin Duck, and Oriole.

For Zhuo Lian, they were nothing worse than timely rain.

Huan Shen said something like that before. Although the words were not explicit, his thoughts were clearly presented before his eyes. Zhuo Lian wanted to avoid suspicion and could not show his feet in front of his relatives, so he could only pretend to be fine.

Looking at the maid standing under the hall, Qingmei Xueying looks beautiful, and her attitude is so similar to that of Fan Zhujun. According to the description in the script, Huan Shen has a good impression of the Qingyi and immortal woman, and let them serve. So, there shouldn't be any moths.

"Qingmei, Xueying, you two go to the general's room to help him change his dressing."

Upon hearing this, Qingmei Xueying's eyes were joyful, and she hurriedly responded. The mandarin duck and yellow oriole beside her became a little anxious, her watery eyes stared at Zhuo Lian, hoping that the lady could help them.

These two maids are glamorous and slender, if Huan Shen is not satisfied with Qingmei and the others, he can change them.

"The Huan Mansion is not big, and there are not many chores. You only need to organize the house properly."

The mandarin duck and yellow oriole stared at him. They really did not expect that they would have to do the job of lay people. They came out of the palace to seek a good future. What's the difference between his wife?

There were waves of unhappiness in their hearts, but when they first arrived, they did not dare to disobey the master's orders and could only respond in a grievance.

After the maids stepped back, Huanmu frowned, "These girls are so handsome. If ordinary people can marry such a good lady, others will be envious."

"Since they have come to our house, they are destined not to be the first ladies. My uncle has become a general from the fifth rank, and his marriage can't be neglected."

In Zhuo Lian's view, the reason why Huan Shen was full of nonsense that day was just a momentary devil. As long as he married his wife and had children step by step, the thoughts he shouldn't have would eventually fade away.

"Hey, I can only go one step at a time."

Huan Shen was lying on the mattress and suddenly heard the sound of pushing the door. He thought Zhuo Lian was coming, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hooked. When he saw two strange faces appear in front of him, the original gentle eyes suddenly changed. Now, the pupils were stained a little bloody.

"who are you?"

Qingmei Xueying has stayed in the palace since she was a child, and she rarely saw such a fierce man. She shivered at this moment and knelt down and replied: "General Huan, the servants are the maids rewarded by your Majesty. They will stay at Huan's house and wait for you in the future. "

While she was talking, a blush floated on Xueying's soft cheeks, which looked very moving.

"Get out!"

Qingmei Xueying was taken aback.

There was a porcelain pot on the low stool by the bed, Huan picked it up cautiously, and smashed it at the heads of the two women.

The cracking of porcelain and the screaming of women echoed in the small courtyard at the same time. Zhuo Lian couldn't sit still, pressing her mother-in-law's arm, and calmly said: "You take a break first, I'll take a look."

"That kid is guilty again, you can't hold him down."

"My uncle is injured, and he can't get over any storm. You are an elder. If you meet at this moment, he will feel even more uncomfortable."

Zhuo Lian persuaded Huanmu and got up and hurried to the bedroom. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qingmei Xueying kneeling on the ground. The two of them kept crying, their clothes were wet, and the ground was covered with broken porcelain.

She raised her head, met Shang Huan Shen's scarlet eyes, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"They were clumsy and poured hot water on me."

Zhuo Lian couldn't believe a word. The rules of the court lady were much stronger than those of the outside lady. How could she make such a mistake? She bent down, pulled the two women up, and spoke again:

"What is going on?"

Standing here, Qingmei was able to catch Huan Shen's threatening gaze. She stiffened and said in a trembled voice: "As General Huan said, the servants are not good. If you neglect the master, please madam for punishment."

I thought that serving a young and promising general was a good job that others would hardly find. I didn't think that this person was a lunatic. I just warned him with a porcelain cup today, and maybe it will be true in the future!

Zhuo Lian was unwilling to be overwhelmed by others. He waved his hand and told Qingmei Xueying and the other two to retreat. After they walked away, they turned around and looked at the man leaning on the bedside. Dissatisfied with them or dissatisfied with me?"

"You think too much, it's the carelessness of these two maids, I don't mean to target them."

Zhuo Lian smiled back in anger, rushed to him a few steps, gritted his teeth and said: "You really treat me as a fool?"

The young man did not answer, and silently lifted the quilt covering his body. The white cloth on his abdomen was soaked in blood and it was dazzling.

The woman seemed to be strangling her throat, she couldn't say a word, she could only make a **** ho gasp.

"Sister-in-law, it's time to change the dressing."

Zhuo Lian loves making wine more than taking care of such a thing that doesn't make money, but she can't ignore the life and death of Huan Shen, so she can only retreat step by step.