Dream Broken You Pavilion

Shang Wuyang woke up in the afternoon, Geng Yu immediately sent someone to notify the old lady and the young lady, but Shang Wuyang's injury was too serious to be moved, so he had to stay in another hospital for the time being and Jing'er personally healed him.

In the blink of an eye, five days have passed, under Jing'er's meticulous care, Shang Wuyang's injury healed very quickly, and he was able to sit up already.On this day, Mrs. Shang Qi came to another courtyard to visit again.

When Mrs. Shang Qi and Su Qing'er walked into the room, seeing Jing'er feeding porridge to Shang Wuyang who was sitting on the bed, Shang Qi couldn't help smiling.

Shang Wuyang had a mouthful of porridge in his mouth, when he saw Mrs. Shang Qi coming in, he straightened his neck and swallowed the porridge full of porridge, and then called out:

"Mother is here."

Jing'er hurriedly got up to greet her.

Mrs. Shang Qi walked towards the bed and said with a smile: "It's really hard work to bother Jing'er with such a trivial matter."

Jing'er smiled helplessly and said, "Xuelian is busy in the kitchen, so I have to feed this seriously ill patient myself."

Mrs. Shang Qi looked at her son, her eyes were full of love, seeing that his complexion was much ruddy, she was very relieved, and said:

"Well, her complexion is ruddy, and she does look much better."

Shang Wuyang replied: "Mother is worried about it, so what is this little injury?"

Mrs. Shang Qi stared at her pretending to be reproachful, "Just talk big, it's because of Jing'er's excellent medical skills that he spared your life."

Jing'er laughed and said, "What is the old lady talking about? As a doctor, if you hide your medical skills and don't save people, wouldn't you be ashamed of your conscience? Speaking of which, you usually gave him some delicious food , The physical foundation is really good, such a serious injury can recover so quickly, which is beyond Jing'er's expectation."

Mrs. Shang Qi smiled and looked at Jing'er: "What a well-behaved child, so good at talking."

"Son, is your injury better?" Her eyes stayed on Jing'er's left arm, and she spoke softly.

Jing'er pursed her lips and smiled, "Thank you, old lady, for your concern. Jing'er's injury is nothing serious, and she is already much better."

Although her words were calm and light, a weak woman who suffered such a serious injury was still able to resolve her pain with a smile, which made Mrs. Shang Qi admire her heart, looked at her lovingly, and said:

"What a good boy. Only when both of you recover from your injuries can the old man truly rest assured."

Mrs. Shang Qi said: "Yang'er, mother sees that you have eaten porridge today, but you can still get up? Jing'er is still hurting herself and has to take care of you. It is very hard. Since your injury has improved, how about... ..”

"mother."

Shang Wuyang interrupted her unceremoniously, and said in a buzzing voice: "My son is just getting better today, I can't walk yet."

Mrs. Shang Qi's heart moved, but she didn't say anything, she curled her lips and said:

"There is no need for you to go down the ground, mother asked Geng Yu to carry you."

Shang Wuyang said: "But my wound is not healed."

Mrs. Shang Qi stared, pretending to blame and blamed:

"Every day you stay here, Jing'er won't rest for a day. It's just you, an eight-foot-tall man, who is so pretentious when you get hurt. Look at how hard Jing'er is working. You have to be treated, and you have to be treated. I have to give you medicine and porridge, she is a genius doctor, but you treat her like a little girl, besides, Jinger is also injured, she also needs a good rest, right?"

Shang Wuyang raised his forehead and said softly: "What mother said is that Jing'er has really worked hard these few days, but..."

"The old lady is right..."

Jing'er interjected: "If I didn't think that your sword was for me, I wouldn't serve you like this. Now you should go back to recuperate, so as not to cause criticism."

Mrs. Shang Qi nodded quickly and said, "That's right. Although you are here to heal your wounds, you are a family man after all. You can't justify staying here for a long time."

Shang Wuyang frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Mother, look around, there are strange things carved everywhere, where am I? This is not a bedroom, this room has already been turned into a medical clinic by her Now, why not treat me in the infirmary?"

"You..." Mrs. Shang Qi was speechless for a moment, and after a while, she said:

"I saw that Jing'er's eye circles are black, she must not have had a good rest? Or, Jing'er will move to Lanlin Garden, and I am happy to have someone to talk to."

Jing'er hurriedly replied: "Jing'er can't wait for it. I slept in Xuelian's room for the past two days, and I always heard strange noises. Xuelian said that there was a mouse in her room, and she searched for it with a stick for several nights but failed to catch it. arrive."

Mrs. Shang Qi was surprised: "How can there be mice? Xiao Yuntian has his own unique way to prevent mice. Mice are most afraid of foxes, and the most common ones on this mountain are foxes. Dry the fox's brain and eyeballs and smash them together. Shredded, sprinkled in the room, the most rat-proof, Xiao Yuntian has never seen a mouse in all the houses, is it because Xue Lian forgot to sprinkle it?"

Su Qing'er smiled and said: "Snow Lotus is the most afraid of mice. In the past, let alone seeing mice, even if she heard of mice, she would immediately climb up on the table. Now she dares to hit mice. It's really difficult for her. I will let her Just go to her room and sprinkle some more."

Jing'er said: "Snow Lotus is not afraid of mice, she..."

Suddenly Shang Wuyang coughed violently, which affected the wound, and he broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

Seeing this, Mrs. Shang Qi hurriedly supported his shoulders, full of worry, "Oh, what's the matter? Is the wound hurting again?"

Jing'er said indifferently: "He did it on purpose to make you feel bad."

Mrs. Shang Qi hesitated for a moment, and said to Jing'er: "I don't think it's better than this. He will stay for another day, and the old man will send someone to pick him up tomorrow. What do you think? It's just that Jing'er has to work hard for another day."

Jing'er smiled and said, "Where is the old lady, Jing'er was originally a doctor, and it is her duty to take care of patients."

Glancing at Shang Wuyang, he smiled slightly: "If he gets better, I will send him back."

Mrs. Shang Qi stood up and said, "Okay, I don't want to participate in the affairs of you young people anymore, you can figure it out yourself."

Turning around, she called Qing'er: "There are people who don't want to leave, and we can't bear it, so we have to go."

After saying that, he glared at Shang Wuyang with ulterior motives, and then walked out the door.

……

Watching Su Qing'er helping Mrs. Shang Qi go down the stairs, gradually drifting away, Jing'er turned back to the room, stood in the middle of the room, with her arms wrapped around her chest, staring at Shang Wuyang with a pair of almond eyes, Not a word.

Shang Wuyang stared at her in a daze, and asked in surprise, "What, what?"

There was disdain in Jing'er's narrowed eyes, and she typed a few words between her teeth:

"You're a scoundrel."

Shang Wuyang said with a cold face, "I've always been like this in your eyes?"

Jing'er didn't bother to talk to him, she turned and went outside the door and shouted downstairs:

"Xuelian, are you done with your work? After you're done, there's another one here waiting for you to fill up."

"Stuffing?" Shang Wuyang only felt his head buzzing, as if he had never won the verbal dispute with Jing'er.

……

After Xuelian fed him porridge and left, Jing'er said: "The old lady just said that she would send me down the mountain. I don't know when?"

Shang Wuyang pondered for a moment, then asked: "When do you plan?"

Jing'er said seriously: "I thought about it just now, the old thief will not give up Xiao Yuntian easily, and Xiao Yuntian may have a battle soon, I still have some things to do..."

"Okay!" Shang Wuyang spoke extremely fast, but his voice was still cold.

"I haven't finished yet." Jing'er continued: "I will re-draw the blueprint of the mechanism as soon as possible. Also, you need to find a blacksmith as soon as possible. I will help you build the weapon, and then you will use eight to carry the big sedan chair. Send me to Jianzhou and give me a wedding."

Shang Wuyang pondered for a moment, and said: "Okay, as you wish."

Jing'er walked to the bed holding a silver needle, and said, "It's time to give the needle."

Shang Wuyang suddenly grabbed her arm, and with a slight movement, Jing'er fell onto him when she was unsteady.The shock caused a sharp pain in his wound, he gasped, but still didn't let go.

Jing'er struggled twice but couldn't break free, and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

"You want to leave that much?" Shang Wuyang's eyes darkened.

"Otherwise? Didn't you find the blood book? General Xiao has been cleared, why don't you let me go?"

Shang Wuyang said in a deep voice: "Then why did you help me?"

Jing'er sneered and said: "Don't be self-righteous, I'm helping myself, General Xiao, General Xiao helped the businessman desperately back then, just because of brotherhood, now I'm just helping General Xiao maintain this friendship. "

"is it?"

Jing'er glared at her eyes angrily: "Isn't it? Don't you know how much you Shang Wuyang owes me? At least I can't help Xiao Yuntian for you!"

Shang Wuyang stared deeply into her eyes, was speechless for a while, but still didn't let go.

Jing'er suddenly waved the silver needle in his hand in front of his eyes, and said, "You are in my hands now, aren't you? I won't be polite if you don't let go."

Shang Wuyang stared at the silver needle with gloomy eyes for a moment, and finally let go of his hand.

Jing'er hurriedly stood up, glared at him bitterly, and called out loudly:

"Snow lotus!"

"Hey!" Xuelian pushed the door open and entered.

Jing'er said, "Bring the rope."

"Oh."

Xue Lian responded and asked curiously, "What do you want the rope for?"

Jing'er stared at Shang Wuyang with a pair of almond eyes, and said, "Go and get it."

Shang Wuyang saw an "evil" smile on her lips, his heart trembled, and he moved his stiff body a little guilty.

Xuelian brought the rope, and Jing'er said, "Go, tie him up for me."

"Ah? Miss, this is not good." Xuelian was shocked, holding up the rope, and then looked at Shang Wuyang who was silent, not knowing why.

Jing'er looked at the silver needle in her hand, and said slowly:

"If I tell you to tie you up, you can tie it up. If you don't want to tie it up, I will untie all the threads on your young master's wound, and let all the blood in his body flow. When the time comes, guess what the old lady is going to do." Is it my fault, or Xue Lian that you are disobedient?"

"Ah!" Xuelian was overwhelmed with fright.

Shang Wuyang secretly sighed in his heart that he was unhappy with the retribution, he closed his eyes helplessly, and said:

"Xuelian, do as she says."

Hearing the young master's words, Xuelian wrapped the rope around Shang Wuyang's body several times and tied a knot.

Jing'er came closer, looked at Shang Wuyang who was tied into rice dumplings, raised her brows lightly, and said with a slight smile:

"How about it, Young Master Shang, does this scene seem familiar? I wonder if Young Master Shang remembered anything? You won't forget it so soon, right? The perfect reappearance of the scene is really a good reincarnation."

Jing'er threw one end of the rope to Xuelian, "Xuelian, hang him up to feel it too."

Xue Lian was surprised: "Girl, hang it up? Where is it hung? Outside?"

Jing'er said: "Xuelian, you are so forgetful, don't you remember how to hang people?"

Jing'er originally wanted to tease Shang Wuyang, but he kept his eyes closed and let her manipulate him, silent and speechless. Seeing that he was seriously injured, she seemed to be taking advantage of others, Jing'er suddenly lost interest, and looked at Xuelian said:

"Go down and call someone to carry him back to the house. It will save me a headache."

Shang Wuyang felt gloomy, and said, "Jing'er, why do you hate me so much?"

Jing'er said solemnly: "No, I don't hate you, I just hate you very much. If you have time, you should pay more attention to your own home, your little Yuntian. As for my stay, I have the final say, understand? ?”

Shang Wuyang took a deep look at her, then closed his eyes.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, Xue Lian brought four guards to carry a stretcher, carried Shang Wuyang up and down the stairs.

Standing in the corridor, Jing'er watched the guards carry the bound Shang Wuyang into the forest towards the house, and finally let out a long breath.

She absolutely doesn't want to cause trouble for herself now, she will go down the mountain as soon as her mechanical blueprints are completed and the meteorite is forged into a weapon.

……

After winning the Battle of Fulong Mountain, Shang Wuyang and Jing'er learned from the experience and lessons in the battle, and constantly improved and improved the functions of hidden weapons, and tried to create new weapons. The defense of Fulong Mountain was gradually scaled up, and Shang Wuyang's The goal is not limited to Fulong Mountain's own defense, but to cooperate with Xiao Han to eliminate the blood slaves who have infiltrated the interior of Hunan.

Manro's betrayal is certainly a shortcut for them to eliminate the blood slaves, but what they don't know is that for Manro, she clearly knows what she is about to endure, and it is by no means as simple as she said lightly. Newborn, if you can't survive, you will die...