Do the best of Qingge

When a group of people walked out of Zhang's mansion, the sun had not yet set to the west.

Qiu Lie and Chai Bin have lived a long time, and they can be regarded as people who have seen great storms. However, the two who survived the catastrophe do not know whether they are more happy or sad in their hearts.

After this battle, in this Lucheng, let's see who dares to come and make trouble for the family!

Those noble children who always bully their young lady will have to avoid them if they meet her on the street in the future. Linge is really too domineering this time, let me relieve my hatred!

But why is she a woman?Even if it's a 'little boy' who has been rumored by the outside world, it's fine, as both women, wouldn't it be impossible to be a husband and wife with my own lady!

Chu Linge was not aware of the distress of the two of them.

While walking slowly, he asked in a low voice, "Have you ever been injured?"

Qing Wanyun curled up in the other's warm embrace, with a strong smell of blood in her nose, which was a smell that she was terrified and disgusted with before, but at this moment, it strangely reassured her.

"I'm fine. They just arrested me and didn't do anything to me. How are you? Is the injury serious?" Qing Wanyun raised his head slightly, staring at the other party's blood-stained neck and asked.

"It hurts so much, I may have to borrow your firewood room to lie down for a few more days, Miss Qing will have to quietly order someone to throw medicine in from the window as before."

Listening to Chu Linge's answer, Qing Wanyun's thoughts could not help but fly back to the time when the two first met, her fear subsided, and her body no longer trembled uncontrollably.

Chu Linge was silent for a moment, then said in a soft voice: "I protected the heart of the Patriarch of the Zhang family earlier, and it counted as saving his life. You don't blame me, do you?"

Qing Wanyun shook his head: "If you kill him in front of everyone, none of us will be able to leave."

On the top of a restaurant not too far away from the Zhang Mansion, there stood the City Lord's Mansion and the other three families. Everything that happened in the Zhang Mansion just now was located here, and everyone saw it clearly.

When Zhai Hui heard that someone had attacked Zhang's mansion, she secretly thought something was wrong, so she pestered her father and brought her along.

From the beginning to the present, apart from being shocked, Miss Zhai's heart is also entangled with a trace of inexplicable complexity.

Turning her eyes slightly, looking at the woman in black robe who was holding Qing Wanyun and passing by in the street below, Zhai Hui found that, regardless of other factors, Qing Wanyun at this moment is really a bit enviable.

"If someone is willing to do this for me, even if it is a woman, I must marry her!"

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Chu Linge and his party of a dozen people walked back to the ruined house under the inquisitive and fearful gaze of all the city residents.

Before reaching the door, I saw many people coming and going in and out of the mansion, both men and women, all dressed as servants or servant girls, and judging by their attire, they still came from several different mansions.

After seeing Chu Linge and the others, everyone put down their work and quickly ran forward to salute. There was a lot of chatter, and it was unclear who was sent by which house.

Chu Linge was already seriously injured, but at this moment, being buzzed by these people, she felt dizzy for a while.

After returning to the vicinity of the collapsed house and confirming that no one would attack her side again, Chu Linge let go of the person in her arms.

Knowing that she was in a very bad condition at the moment, Qing Wanyun hurried forward, and with a few words, assigned work to a group of unfamiliar servants and maids, and helped the former into the courtyard.

Chu Linge didn't know where these people came from, but how could Qing Wanyun fail to see their identities.

The City Lord's Mansion, the Zhai Family's Mei Family, and even the Yan Family all sent their slaves over. The badges on the clothes and hoods only failed to clearly write on their faces where they came from.

Having just experienced life and death, Qing Wanyun is much less optimistic about the rise and fall of the Zhaimen.

Don't look at the fact that several major forces in Lucheng came to release friendship so quickly, it was only because Chu Linge showed amazing strength, even if he couldn't make friends, at least he couldn't offend them.

Before this battle, there was no one who ran out to fight for those innocent souls who died in Qingfu.

Qing Wanyun is not pedantic, and he will not be arrogant, and he must accept several major forces to show him face.

A group of slaves were hurriedly brought by the guards of various families with spiritual power, and they also heard about the previous battle in the Zhang Mansion on the way.

Seeing the legendary god of killing right in front of them, the servants were both scared and curious, saluting him with lowered eyebrows, only occasionally dared to raise their eyelids to peek secretly.

After bowing to welcome the Qing family and his party into the house, the servants and maids of the same mansion began to bite their ears in groups.

"Is the adult who walked in the front just now the one who turned Zhang's mansion upside down? She looks so young!"

"That's right, I've seen the portrait on the notice. She was the one the Zhang family searched for a while ago."

"Don't mention the announcement. It was written before that Miss Qingjia would be executed outside the city. Please don't talk about it again."

"Am I the only one who thinks that the lord is very handsome? His eyebrows are more beautiful than Mr. Mei Song!"

Chu Linge and his party couldn't hear the whispers of the crowd, and even if they heard it, they didn't have the time to worry about it.

Qing Wanyun directly brought Chu Linge into her boudoir. The houses in the other yards were all stained with blood, but here alone, no one was killed, and it was kept clean and tidy.

After entering the room, before he could speak, Chu Linge tilted his head and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the floor of Qing Wanyun's room was covered with animal blankets, which did not cause her any injuries.

Qing Wanyun was startled, and hurriedly carried her to the bed with Tweety, gently and slowly took off the shoes and socks for the other party, then turned her head and began to tell Tweety to quietly call Meng Sheng.

After Cui'er left, Qing Wanyun came to the dressing cabinet and took out all her jewelry.

She knew that Meng Sheng was an alchemist, and he would heal Chu Linge's injuries, so she didn't have to worry about safety.

However, no matter how good an alchemist is, it is impossible to conjure a panacea out of thin air.

Previously, in order to invite Feng Zhi to help, Qing Wanyun transferred all the money that the mansion could withdraw, and also filled in two shops.

In the current situation, apart from exchanging her jewelry for medicinal materials, Qing Wanyun can't think of a more efficient way to raise money for the time being.

After Meng Sheng entered the room, he didn't need to talk to Yun Duo, he went straight to the side to take care of Chu Linge's wound.

After a brief investigation, Meng Sheng got up and said loudly, "Ham! She's fine. You don't have to worry too much. You can get out of bed and move around after lying down for a few days."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and met a pair of thin and angry eyes.

Qing Wanyun always gives people a gentle and charming feeling on weekdays, with slightly upturned eye corners, inadvertently, there is often a kind of heart-warming charm.

However, when there is anger in her eyes, the long and narrow willow leaves will turn into sharp blades that kill people without blood, piercing people's hearts with pain.

Meng Sheng, who was covered in copper skin and iron bones, was also frightened and his body tensed up, so he quickly changed his words: "Although there is no danger of life, we still cannot take it lightly!"

"As a doctor, you should shoulder the responsibility on your shoulders! Miss Wan Yun, don't worry, I will rescue her right away!"

Hearing Meng Sheng's words of great desire to survive, Qing Wanyun was angry and funny, his mood was extremely complicated.

Worried about Chu Linge in his heart, and didn't want to talk about it, Qing Wanyun directly stuffed a bag of jewelry on the opponent's iron palm, saying: "Whatever medicinal materials are needed, choose the best ones. If these are not enough, Come and tell me immediately, understand?"

Meng Sheng lifted the cloth bag in his hand to take a look, and immediately understood the current situation of the Qing family.

Putting the cloth bag back into Qing Wanyun's hands, he said in a low voice: "You put away all these things. Those servants outside sent a lot of precious medicinal materials. Don't worry, I will definitely treat Chu Linge better than before. .”

After a pause, he continued: "Before, you even sold the house for my sake. Don't worry, I will pay you back a hundred times, a thousand times for everything you have sacrificed."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qing Wanyun to speak, Meng Sheng stepped out of the room.

It wasn't until the 'creaking' metal sound disappeared completely that Qing Wanyun came back to his senses.

In fact, everything she did before was just for Chu Linge. Even after learning about Meng Sheng's identity as an alchemist, she never thought about getting something back from him.

What Meng Sheng said earlier always made her feel like she wanted to repay her kindness.

Of course, Meng Sheng's original intention was not like this, but facing such a beautiful woman who was born in a businessman, he felt that he might be able to win the other party's gratitude by saying that.

Never thought about it, but it caused Qing Wanyun to fall into another kind of unspeakable trouble.

For several days, Qing Wanyun carefully took care of it before it collapsed.

In fact, Meng Sheng saw Chu Linge's injuries very accurately. The most serious one was the loss caused by burning blood, and what was needed was a good life and rest.

As for some skin trauma, with Chu Linge's current physical strength, it is not a big problem at all.

Qing Wanyun only entrusted Qiu Lie and Chai Bin to take care of all the affairs, while she stayed in the boudoir, applying medicine for Chu Lingge, changing clothes, etc., all by herself.

Several days passed before Chu Linge woke up from his lethargy.

The first thing that catches the eye is the soft bed and the neat and elegant tent.

Turning his head and looking, there was a peaceful and pretty face in deep sleep, lying on the side of the bed, it was the Qing Wanyun who had been undressed and worked hard for several days.

Slowly letting out a sigh of relief, Chu Linge murmured in his heart: "All this is finally over."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost face's voice came out at the right time: "The Zhang family's battle was beautiful indeed, but have you ever thought about a question?"

Hearing the other party's words, Chu Linge immediately said in surprise in his heart: "Did I ignore something? Is it about the Zhang Family Patriarch being raided?"

The ghost face was silent for a moment, and then he hesitated and said: "Actually, what I mean is, if your actions in Lucheng are heard in the future, will there be any terrible consequences if they are heard by Miss Lu? "

Chu Linge's scalp went numb for a while, and she was stunned for a while before saying, "Don't talk nonsense! Nothing happened to me and Miss Wan Yun!"

"Well, what's the use of explaining to me? Before you went to Zhang's mansion alone for her, and then carried her all the way. These facts will only be spread more excitingly by the people. Maybe, now the tea house All the wine shops already have your booklet."

Hearing this, Chu Linge became anxious immediately, and sat up with grinning teeth: "Although that is the case, you are clear about the cause and effect of everything I did. If you are asked by Hanxi in the future, you can't stand Fan the flames!"