Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Cheng Wanli hurriedly entered the admiral's mansion and rushed to the chief's house.

Leng Qingtang sits at the table quietly drinking ginseng soup, his skin (color) is abnormally white. When Old Cheng saw the gift, he put the bowl, his eyes fixed on the tabletop and said:

"The dark guard brought news that two tribute girls have been found from southern Xinjiang, and they will arrive in Luoshui tomorrow, and they will be able to enter Beijing within five or six days. You make three times Zao Wou-ki ready to respond."

Cheng Wanli was puzzled, and his surprised eyes moved away from the governor's side, looking towards the busy Yanwan.

She was folding up the two robes of the governor and putting them in the sandalwood wardrobe neatly. Each movement is extremely gentle and elegant, like a seductive picture.

Cheng Wanli remembered that the superintendent had never mentioned public affairs in front of this woman before.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something.

Just listen to the Governor’s instructions again:

"It's almost time, Yan night, you go and tell the kitchen to prepare meals. Stay thousands of miles today and accompany the Governor to have dinner."

Yanwan nodded and responded lightly, and Pian Ranfu walked out of the house behind her.

Seeing her out of the yard, Cheng Wanli approached the superintendent with a worried expression:

"Supervisor, is your body okay?"

It's not that he is too (fucking cao) heart, since the first time he saw the governor when he entered the house, he felt that his face (color) was very abnormal. Baili is blue and dull like dead ashes, which is definitely not what a healthy body should have.

The day before yesterday, I heard from Madam Jiang that the place where the superintendent’s wound had healed had healed, so how could his mental outlook go from bad to worse?

Leng Qingtang's expression (color) was solemn, and her pale and bloodless lips twitched slightly:

"Wanli, the Governor is poisoned!"

"what?!"

Cheng Wanli was shocked, his eyes widened to the dark skin, and the whiteness was even more obvious:

"How come? Your wound is not already healed..."

"When the noodles are healed, the poison has infiltrated the five inner parts! These days, the governor's body is hanging by this bowl of blood ginseng soup..."

Leng Qingtang spoke in a low voice, his narrow eyes reflected on the surface of the **** red soup, scattering a faint cold light.

"It's her ability to poison him when he is unprepared!"

Cheng Wanli stared at the door angrily and said cruelly:

"The subordinate immediately went to her to ask her for an antidote, and then (killed sha) her"

Leng Qingtang smiled and waved:

"The antidote is definitely not in her hands. Jianghuai'an and the medical sage are preparing the antidote for the Governor, and they are all short of the Qiangwu fern. They have sent people to Xiyi to find it."

Cheng Wanli's burly figure swayed twice, and suddenly he felt his feet stepped on cotton, almost falling to the ground.

Leng Qingtang's eyebrows moved slightly and suddenly asked:

"How is Yun Xi?"

"The governor can rest assured that everything is fine for her in the East Factory."

Leng Qingtang nodded, slowly serving the bowl, and swallowing a few spoonfuls of ginseng soup. When he spoke again, the soft voice was a little tired, which made the hearer feel miserable.

"The Governor drove her to the East Factory because she didn't want her to see the ghostly appearance of the Governor. And she found the book left by her mother. Sooner or later, the secret of her identity will be discovered by the group. Only stay In the East Factory, it is the safest for her."

Cheng Wanli heard his heart cut like a knife, his eyes were hot, and he hurriedly took a deep breath before he suppressed his grief and said to the governor:

"Girl Yun is smart, she can understand your good intentions."

Leng Qingtang's difficult lips curled and smiled:

"The people seeking medicine have not returned so far. Time is running out. The Governor will go to the East Factory tomorrow to explain the matter clearly."

East factory, when the lights are in hand

Gu Yunxi carried a bag of wine on his back and climbed onto the roof with a long ladder.

In the past few days in the East Factory, she must get together with the guards every meal, learning from them to eat (meat rou), drink, and fight to guess wine riddles.

Everyone knew that she was in a bad mood, so she let her make trouble and let her dream of death.

However, the world's banquet will eventually break up. After the prosperity, she was left alone, alone in grief.

The scenery in the south courtyard remains the same.

Since she has followed

After the Lord went to the admiral's mansion, this small courtyard was all managed by factory worker Sun Bing.

As soon as the ban was lifted, Sun Bing took leave and returned home. Fortunately, Qing's children disguised themselves as men, accompanied Gu Yunxi at all times, chattering all day long, it was indeed not boring.

Gu Yunxi found something very interesting. If you drink when you are happy, you might get drunk after two or three cups. When unhappy, on the contrary, the more you drink, the more sober you are. Just like her at the moment!

Pulling out the cork, Gu Yunxi raised the wine bag and poured a few sips of wine into his mouth.

Sweet and sour with a hint of fermented wine, but you can't taste the previous taste.

She swallowed too hard, choking her throat. Gu Yunxi coughed lifelessly, tears could not stop streaming at this moment.

She lay down on her back, facing the night sky.

The moonlight is in the sky, the sky is vast, the stars are dotted, and the white awns are dappled and twinkling, like countless crystal clear eyes, looking down at her small and lonely.

I still remember that on New Year's Eve, she was hugged here by the handsome man, and the two of them hugged each other tightly in furs against the sparkling ice swan, drinking and watching the sky full of fire trees and silver flowers.

It's the same here now, the Qiongye is still the same, the dark night sky, without the man, she is alone!

In every scene of 萋萋 memories, there is a clear blue figure, carefully puncturing her hands full of blisters, gently bandaging her, giving her medicine one by one, smashing walnuts one by one...

At this moment, where is the gentle man? Perhaps, she is lovingly cuddling with the charming lady in the mansion, but she can't remember that there is still someone somewhere, waiting for him...

Gu Yunxi felt his (chest xiong) painful in his mouth, and he did not dare to continue thinking about it. He closed his eyes quietly and let his thoughts go.

The tiles made a slight noise, and someone sat down beside her.

Governor

Gu Yunxi was surprised and hurriedly opened his eyes to look.

The tall and straight figure of Luo Tuo is full of black clothes, but it is the young and handsome Lu Qiange.

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