The Reborn Lady is Farming

In the east courtyard, the two sides confronted each other, and in the room, they quietly persuaded Miss Wang's maid, "Miss Qiaohui, the royal palace of Rongjun has notified the foreign aid with carrier pigeons, I am afraid that reinforcements will arrive before dawn, and Jingshui Nunnery has long been Being surrounded by the guards of the palace, we couldn't get out at all," she said as she lowered her gaze on the bed and said in a low voice, "Furthermore, Your Highness is in urgent need of medicinal materials now, otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it through tonight."

  Qiaohui looked at His Highness, who was burning red, her eyes were all red, she could only grit her teeth and nod.

  Jingxin hurriedly said in a low voice, "Your Highness is now the daughter of Wang Ping, the Great General of the Right Weiwei in Dali, girl, be careful." Jingxin told her the most important thing about her realization, and then helped to carry the person out.

  Qiaohui nodded slightly to the dark guard outside. The dark guard put down his sword and was bound by Qi San, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

  Qiaohui followed Miss Wang step by step, Qi San glanced at her and didn't stop her, the originally stagnant atmosphere eased a little.

Aside from Qiaohui and a maid, Miss Wang and her party only had three secret guards who were able to survive here. The three of them were very skilled. Qi San felt that among the guards, only Commander Baili, who was beside the emperor, could fight against them. , This time if they weren't already injured, the casualties of the guards would not be so light.

  Qi San ordered the three of them to be guarded, while quietly ordering a guard to let him hurry down the mountain to report the message while the monk Wu Ni was not paying attention.

They don't have carrier pigeons or foreign aid. After dawn, Ji Wu and others can definitely guess. Although the people who can make decisions in Baiyun Temple and Jingshui Nunnery have asked them to detain them, it is still safer to invite foreign aid. Otherwise, so many people, They can't go down the mountain either.

   Mu Yangling stood in front of the bed and carefully looked at Miss Wang on the bed. She was fifteen or sixteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows, a small face with melon seeds, and her skin as white as jade. She was a rare beauty.

   Mu Yangling saw that her face was burning red and her brows were furrowed in discomfort, so she asked the doctor who took her pulse, "How is it?"

  The doctor put away his hands, bowed and said, "The burn is too severe, she needs to cool down immediately, I will give her a prescription to eat and see. If she can survive today's noon, it will be fine."

   It was already early morning, and it was only four or five hours before noon. She waved him down to grab the medicine and looked at the **** the bed.

  Qiaohui didn't expect it to be so serious. At this time, she was kneeling in front of the bed and crying, "Boom", Mu Yangling raised her eyebrows, turned and told Lichun, "Go and dig well water to cool her down."

  The medicine has to be boiled for a while, so it is better to cool down physically first.

   At this time, just after spring and summer, the well water on the mountain is extremely cool, there is no ice, and it is also very good to use it to cool down.

  Lichun brought the water in, Qiaohui wiped away her tears, stepped forward to take the water basin, and said in a low voice, "Come on, maid."

  Lichun saw that her movements were a little strange, so he raised his eyebrows and handed things over to her.

Mu Yangling was sitting beside the bed, picked up Miss Wang's hand and touched it. Seeing that Qiaohui had twisted the handkerchief and came over and looked at her strangely, Mu Yangling put her hand on the side of the bed gently, got up and said : "Take good care of her, and tell Gu Yu if you need anything, she will give it to you."

  Qiaohui quickly nodded in response, seeing that she walked up and picked up Miss Wang's hand to check, and was relieved to see that there was no abnormality.

   Seeing that the girl's face was flushed, she quickly took a towel and folded it on her forehead to cool off the heat.

   Mu Yangling returned to his room, the little bear had fallen asleep again, but was still a little uneasy, two little hands clenched into fists and put them beside his head, and sometimes kicked his legs like a fright, and his little brows were wrinkled together.

Mu Yangling stepped forward and hugged him in his arms, wrapped him in a blanket, and patted his back lightly, the little bear smelled the familiar breath, his brows were slightly loose, and he arched in his mother's arms, feeling relieved slept.

   Mu Yangling raised her head and asked Lichun, who followed up, in a soft voice, "How is it?"

   "It's not like she was serving her close to her body. When she twisted the towel, the water splashed, and she put it on her forehead without wringing it dry. At first glance, she didn't serve anyone very well."

   Mu Yangling nodded slightly, thinking of Qiaohui's light but steady steps, knowing that she has a kung fu foundation, she used to be afraid of being a martial maid, just like the martial woman beside Xiaoxiong, she only needs to be responsible for his safety, and the rest can be ignored.

   And Miss Wang's hand is soft and delicate, at first glance it is the hand of Miss Qianjin, but Mu Yangling still has some doubts in her heart, is she really just Wang Ping's daughter?

Mu Yangling lay with her son in her arms for a while, then it was dawn outside, Gu Yu came in lightly, whispered a few words in Lichun's ear, Mu Yangling opened her eyes and patted the man who had turned over because she got up. Son, get up and come out.

   Lichun and Gu Yu hurriedly stepped forward to wait on them, "Niangniang, Qisan asked if you would like to leave early?"

   "Have reinforcements arrived?"

   "Not yet, Qi San estimates that he will have to wait until the beginning of the morning (Note: around seven o'clock)." Gu Yu whispered.

   Mu Yangling shook his head slightly and said, "Wait until the reinforcements arrive, we are too few, and it's too dangerous on the road. How is that Miss Wang?"

   "The fever has subsided, but there is a wound in her waist and abdomen. The doctor said that the internal organs are injured and it is not suitable to move. At this time, she is still in a drowsiness."

   "We have to go, no one can stay here, we have to ask someone to prepare a sedan chair, and the carriage is bumpy, so we will use the sedan chair to carry her back."

   "Is it too polite to her?" Gu Yu muttered.

Mu Yangling glared at her and said, "I always feel that her identity is wrong. The three secret guards around her are seriously injured and can still resist the attack of the four guards of the palace. Since a general's palace can take it With such strength, how can only one woman escape, the first choice should be the youngest son of the family."

   "Didn't you say that she escaped because of fate?"

"Who would go out with so many secret guards?" Mu Yangling said: "If we had a group of such secret guards in our house, even if we were behind bars, they could rush in and rob Xiaobao and Xiaoxiong." Brother Qi Haoran is only one hundred miles away from such a person. To train such an outstanding dead man, he relies not only on means and resources, but also on his background.

The Zhu family is because of the martial arts family, so they have a lot of money and martial arts secrets, but that's it, there are only a few people like Baili. If Qi Xiuyuan was too young to go to the battlefield, the Zhu family might not be willing to put Baili on the battlefield. Drive him, such an outstanding dead man is not so easy to raise.

   Even if the Dali Wang family has a history of nearly three hundred years, Mu Yangling still has some doubts in his heart. There are no more than three dead men with outstanding martial arts around a daughter. Is the Dali Wang family really capable?

   It must be known that their losses on the way are not small, otherwise Miss Wang would not have been seriously injured herself. Mu Yangling only calculated in her heart, and knew that there must be no less than six such dead men beside her.

   Six, to the limit raised by the strength of the Zhu family, can one daughter of the Wang family have six?

   How many are there around the eldest son who can be the heir? Why didn't he have the power to escape?

   Mu Yangling chuckled, she is not a fool.