Sleeve the world, mourning melody

"Miss." Yue Ling whispered, and the throbbing figure reflected by the candlelight on the window grille rushed to the door, opened the door to welcome the three of them.

"Look, how is her injury?" The woman trembled, her eyes were fixed on the fainted man.

Yueling Yuelan helped him to the round table and put him down.Yue Ling went to get the medicine box, and Yue Lan saluted, "Miss, today is the slave girl's ineffectiveness, please punish me."

The woman clenched her fists under her wide sleeves, her expression indifferent, "Tell me all about the situation."

Yue Lan reported what she had seen and heard, concisely, and finally knelt down to plead guilty, "The generals under my guard are not good enough, and I contacted the people in the Xiao Guan privately... Yue Lan is at the disposal of the young lady."

The woman stared closely at Yue Ling's pulse detection, and shook her head impatiently, "Forget it, you go down first, keep an eye on the general's mansion, and if you are negligent, you will never be forgiven!"

"Miss Xie!" Yue Lan backed out of the door, flew up in a moment, and hid herself under the shadow of the tree.

"How's the situation?" After Yue Ling took the man's pulse, the woman took a piece of wet clean cloth and gently wiped the unconscious man's hands.

Yue Ling looked serious, "The wound is quite deep, and the blood is weak. It doesn't matter. It's just that there are spikes on the blade, and the wound is turned outward, which is more likely to cause infection and fever."

The woman said with a cold face, "What weapon is it? It sounds extraordinary."

"The appearance is just a Yanyue knife, but I don't think there is another thousand things on the blade." Yueling paused, frowning slightly, "If the sharp poison is quenched on the sharp thorns, it may be difficult for gods to cure."

"I just heard what Yue Lan said, and another loud arrow almost stabbed her." The woman's face was frosty, and her voice was bone-chillingly cold.

Yue Ling shook her head, "It's true, it was stopped by another hidden weapon... I am afraid that someone is eyeing the general's mansion in my humble opinion."

"It's okay to come in the open, just be more careful, if it's in the dark..." The woman threw the blood-stained cloth back into the copper basin, took the scissors from the candlestick, cut off a piece of the candle wick, and then said, "The Art of War : 'Know yourself and know your enemy, you will never end in a hundred battles...' It's time for me to act." Putting down the scissors, the woman looked at the jumping flames, through the orange-red light, with misty eyes.

"Miss, do you really want to take that step? I will use the strength of the Sima family and the Yi family. Before I can..." Yue Ling hurriedly tried to dissuade her, but she felt that she was speechless.

The woman shook her head dejectedly, and sighed softly: "This matter is difficult." Turning around again, she ordered in a deep voice: "Go to the Shilang's Mansion, take care of Yi Yan, and send someone to pay attention to the movements of the Xiao Pavilion, that's theirs." In the realm, the people who rescued Yi Mo were supposed to be from Xiao Guan."

Yue Ling took the order and was about to leave, but she hesitated again when she remembered something, "Miss, you..." She looked at the unconscious man meaningfully.

"It's okay."

"Yes." Yue Ling was about to exit the door, but saw Yue Lan rushing in rashly.

"What's the matter?" The woman frowned, apparently losing her patience.

Yue Lan hurriedly replied: "Miss, the gate of the mansion is surrounded by Jingzhao Mansion soldiers!"

"How?!" Yue Ling exclaimed.

"Why?" the woman asked coldly.

"Jing Zhaoyin led the troops here, saying that he was searching for assassins."

"Assassin?" The woman frowned, and turned her head to look at the sleeping person beside her, "Yue Lan, help her to the secret room first."

"Yes." The mechanism rang twice, but the two people were no longer in the room.

"Ling'er, do you have the spiked Crescent Moon Knife you mentioned just now?"

Yue Ling shook his head, his intuition was not good, but he answered truthfully: "The shape of the knife is peculiar, and it is difficult to imitate."

The woman sighed softly, turned to face the potential direction of the secret room, calmly said, "Forget it, go get an ordinary dagger."

"Miss, do you want it?" The anxiety and fear became more and more intense, Yue Ling froze in place, and after hearing a low voice urging, she had no choice but to find a dagger and quickly fold it back.

Under Yue Ling's horrified gaze, the woman pulled out the dagger, pointed the blade at her left arm, half-closed her eyes, and motioned for the person in front of her to strike, "She is injured a little bit, you are a healer and you are proficient in martial arts, so you can handle it accurately. "

Yue Ling "thumped" and knelt down, "I dare not! I and Yuelan were rescued by the master. I have served the young lady since childhood, so how could I hurt the young lady! The young lady wants to cover people's eyes and ears, so the servant will do it!"

When she closed her eyes, she heard the noise coming to the front yard. The woman bit her lower lip and swung the dagger.

"Miss...!" Before he could stop the words, Yue Ling quickly stood up and supported the crumbling person.

Blood color spread on the goose yellow shirt.The color of the woman's face faded, and she said in a trembling voice: "Pull it out."

"Hold it." With tears in her eyes, Yue Ling held the handle and exerted force suddenly. When the blood gushed out, she abandoned the knife and hurriedly took out the cotton gauze to tie the wound tightly to stop the bleeding. You take the medicine."

Wiping off the blood on her lips, the woman hurriedly ordered with a pale face, "Dispose of the dagger quickly."

Yueling went back and forth, and Jing Zhaoyin had led his troops into the backyard.She helped her young lady to go out, and she stood in the courtyard, glaring at the crowd of visitors, "I don't know what your lord is doing here, my young lady is ill today, so it is inconvenient to see guests."

Jing Zhaoyin took a torch, took two steps forward, and said frivolously, "I don't know if Miss Sima is inconvenient. The scholar is busy outside, if there is any inconvenience, just let the lady tell the official to do it."

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will be very angry by a few frivolous words.Sima Zi's cheeks were tense, and his cheeks were filled with anger, "Don't worry! Master Jing Zhaoyin is focusing on protecting the people in the capital, not just my scholar's mansion."

Jingzhao Yinwu made fun of himself, laughed twice, and quickly changed the topic back, "Speaking of guards, the capital has been quite unstable recently, and thieves and assassins often appear...Xiaguan came to the door today, but for a routine inquiry , I wonder if there is such a situation in your residence?"

Sima Zi sneered, "The house is very peaceful. Since your lord said that the capital is not peaceful these days, don't bother your lord, let's see off the guests!"

"Wait a minute!" Jingzhao took a few steps closer, and stopped in front of Yue Ling, who took a step sideways, with a low eyebrow and a slight smile, "Miss, I don't know, the official's visit is for the sake of your family and you, miss." For the sake of safety." Jing Zhaoyin held up a low torch to illuminate the road at his feet, and after seeing a few drops of solidified blood on the bluestone bricks, his expression became more and more complacent, "I'm afraid the house is not peaceful?"

Sima Zi took advantage of the situation and said: "That's true, my lord is determined. The mansion just recruited a thief." Seeing the astonishment of the man in front of him in his eyes, Sima Zi smiled lightly, "But my family is united, and the thief has already escaped."

"Oh, where is the thief now?" Jing Zhaoyin felt something was wrong when he exited, squinting his eyes and snorted coldly, "Miss Sima, please don't tease the lower officials." He raised his torch and walked a few steps towards the door, proud Laughing, "The blood has spread to the young lady's room. Could it be that the thief entered the young lady's room?"

Sima Zi turned around and confronted him, "I noticed the whereabouts of the thief. He stabbed me and fled in panic. The blood, of course, is mine."

"It's impossible!" Jing Zhaoyin was furious, holding a torch and reluctantly came closer to check.

Sima Zi stopped Yue Ling who was about to come out, endured the pain and stood upright on the spot, looking straight at her.

"This...how could it be." Looking at the woman's complexion, she was indeed pale for no reason, and blood was oozing from her shoulder at the moment, and the injury was probably true.Jing Zhaoyin was stunned in place, until his subordinates reminded him to regain his senses.

"So, are you believable, my lord?" Sima Zi smiled lightly, his thin body standing proudly under the moon, showing his own strength of character.

Jing Zhaoyin narrowed his eyes, hesitant but helpless, forced by the head of the Sima Mansion's family to occupy the position of a second-rank university scholar, he shook his sleeves angrily and retreated angrily.

Hearing that the guards had come to report that the officers and soldiers had left the mansion, Sima Zi let out a sigh of relief, and then his strength was exhausted, and he almost fell into Yue Ling's arms.

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In the dead of night, Yue Lan helped Yi Mo to lie down on the bed, and then went back to the general's mansion.

At this moment in the room, the only ones awake were Sima Zi, who had just taken the wound medicine and looked pale, and Yue Ling, who was frowning.

"Miss, your body is weak, and it's not easy to recover from serious injuries... You can go and rest at ease, and this servant will take care of the general." Yue Ling couldn't bear her lady's overwork when she was seriously injured, and persuaded her over and over again.

Sima Zi stubbornly shook his head and let her go with a flick of his hand.

Yue Ling was really helpless, and brought a bowl of medicinal food to replenish qi and blood. Seeing that Sima Zi frowned and drank it all, she tried to persuade him again before leaving, but failed. It's unbearable or what's the general's situation, just call the servant at any time, the servant is in the ear room..."

Sima Zi nodded, picked up the poems and books next to the pillow and looked at them casually, but she knew that she really didn't even have the energy to answer right now.

Yue Ling couldn't bear to see her be so aggressive, she picked up the medicine box and left the room with tears.

In the blink of an eye, the room was restored to cleanliness, and there were only two people left silently in the room.Sima Zi put down the book, got up and changed the facekerchief on the forehead of the sleeper, soaked it in warm water and put it back on her forehead. After finishing all this, the color of her face faded again.Sitting down on the edge of the bed, tucking the corner of the quilt for her, watching the flickering candlelight, pulling the corners of her pale lips and smiling softly, sighing to herself: We haven't been this close for a long time.