Seven Chapters of Facial Paralysis

After Tang Wuxun's injury was treated by the imperial doctor, everyone left the Forbidden City, because they no longer need to intervene in the next matter.

When they left the palace gate, everyone saw Sikong Zhaixing waiting at the gate of the palace - he was waiting there to settle accounts with Lu Xiaofeng.

It was the first time for Tang Wuxun to see this legendary King of Thieves, and he felt that there was nothing particularly striking about him. He was thin and thin, with ordinary facial features, but his eyes were bright and energetic. I knew he was a very thoughtful person.

Lu Xiaofeng dealt with Sikong Zaixing with a playful smile, but Hua Manlou didn't want to delay any longer, and immediately dragged Tang Wuxun back after saying goodbye to Sikong Zaixing.

Sikong Zhaixing asked Lu Xiaofeng strangely behind them: "Why is Huamanlou in such a hurry? This doesn't look like him at all."

Lu Xiaofeng chuckled, "Buddha said don't say it, don't say it."

Hua Manlou didn't care what they said at all, his whole heart was on Tang Wuxun's injury now, and he just wanted to go back quickly and let him heal his injury.

As soon as he got back to the place where he was staying, he sat down Tang Wuxun and prevented him from moving, and immediately called for hot water, opened Tang Wuxun's backpack, and found the wound medicine with the best attributes, but Tang Wuxun took off his upper body After taking off the clothes, he didn't dare to touch it again, for fear that he would accidentally touch the wound.

Tang Wuxun looked at his distressed and anxious expression, and couldn't help sighing, "Don't worry, I can do it myself, I'm very skilled at doing this."

It was meant to comfort Huamanlou, but it made Huamanlou feel even more distressed, "Were you often injured before?"

"It's gone since I came here," Tang Wuxun said casually while wiping off the blood on his shoulders and the medicine applied by the imperial doctor with a wet towel, "This injury is nothing, it doesn't even hurt." He didn't even frown.

"How could it not hurt!" Hua Manlou looked at the villain with a long wound on his shoulder on his attribute panel, angry and distressed, "What kind of life did you live in the past?"

Tang Wuxun finally knew that he could only report good news and not bad news to his lover, so he could only coax him, "It's not as serious as you think, didn't I tell you? The Ten Thousand Flowers Valley is next door to our Tangjiabao, and the medical skills of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley disciples are very good." The king of medicine, Sun Simiao, belongs to Wanhua Valley, and Wanhua Valley has a good relationship with us. Tangjiabao has disciples of Wanhua Valley all year round to exchange organ skills. Let the disciples of Wanhua Valley heal this injury, and it will heal within a day. .”

Hua Manlou pursed his lips and stopped talking. It was not until Tang Wuxun took the medicine and took it internally that he hurriedly poured water to make the bed, and Tang Wuxun was not allowed to help.

A thought suddenly popped up in Tang Wuxun's mind: My wife is really virtuous!

But after thinking about it, he felt quite embarrassed. After all, Hua Manlou was also a man, so thinking like this seemed to disrespect him?

This night, Hua Manlou still slept with him, because he was afraid that he would turn over and press the wound, and childishly put a leg on his waist to make him lie on his back, and he was not allowed to hug her, but woke up in the morning When he came over, he found that he was still lying on his chest, only one palm away from touching the wound.

"It's okay." Tang Wuxun touched his face and coaxed him in a low voice, "The wound has already started to heal, it doesn't matter if it's pressed too much, if you don't believe me, untie the gauze and feel it."

He hurriedly followed suit, only to find that it was true, and the wound that was still bleeding last night had scabbed over.

"That's great!" He finally showed a bright smile with his eyebrows stretched, and leaned on Tang Wuxun's chest and lowered his head to kiss him, his face flushed shyly.

Tang Wuxun reached out to hold his face, held his lips and grinded them carefully, kissing and kissing, suddenly felt a hot and hard object against his thigh, let go of his lips and saw that the person on his body was already full. His face was flushed, no wonder he wanted to push himself away just now...

As soon as he let go, Hua Manlou sat up with a "whoosh" and was about to get out of bed in a panic, "I, I, I will get someone to bring water to wash up!"

"Hey, you should put on your clothes first." Tang Wuxun quickly grabbed him, "The ground is cold, don't just step on it with bare feet."

Hua Manlou felt that his whole body was about to burn, but after listening to Tang Wuxun's words, he realized that he didn't seem to care about what happened just now—huh?Could it be that Ah Xun didn't find out at all?

With such self-hypnotic thinking, the heat on his face finally subsided, and he began to put on his clothes.

Tang Wuxun also heaved a sigh of relief, he knew that Hua Manlou was thin-skinned, so he deliberately pretended that nothing had happened. In fact, his own face blushed a little, but Hua Manlou couldn't see it.

When they went to have breakfast, they saw Xia Rouran instructing the servants to move things, saying that they wanted to move back to Jin Jiuling's house in the capital, waiting for the emperor's order.

The poison on his body has been almost cured by Tang Wuxun, but he and Tang Wuxun didn't say anything, they only said that they were still groping for a prescription. Jin Jiuling had always been worried about him, so he invited Tang Wuxun and Huamanlou to move there together.

Tang Wuxun felt that the time was almost up, so he asked Xia Rouran to find an opportunity to tell Jin Jiuling that Tang Wuxun couldn't get rid of the poison in him, so he could only delay it for another month.

From that day on, Jin Jiuling began to look for various doctors in his own mansion, and even submitted a letter to the palace, begging the emperor to send an imperial doctor to treat Xia Rouran, but Xia Rouran took the medicine Tang Wuxun gave him to pretend, No matter what the doctor is, he has come to the conclusion that his life is not long.

During the days when he was waiting for the emperor's decree to dispose of him, he was always in a daze, as if he had lost his soul, but he was always holding on to Xia Rouran everywhere. As long as Xia Rouran was not by his side, he would panic, with the unrestrained demeanor before. It's all gone, and the person has lost a lot of weight.

But when the imperial decree came down, he suddenly fell silent.

The imperial decree was issued by Wei Ziyun with the edict official. The imperial decree said that he was coerced by the southeast palace to become an embroidery thief. It should be that the punishment of Ling Chi's execution was reduced to giving poisoned wine, leaving him a whole body, and the place of execution was at his house.

In fact, the day before, Wei Ziyun had already communicated with them. The jug containing the poisoned wine was a hidden front pot he found. There was a mechanism to separate the pot, half of which was filled with poisoned wine, and the other half was filled with Ouchi's unique For the fake death medicine, after the Xuanzhi officer has tested the poison in front of everyone to ensure that the poisoned wine is indeed real, he will hand over the jug to Jin Jiuling, and Jin Jiuling will start the mechanism again so that only the fake death medicine can flow out of the spout.

Seeing Jin Jiuling's miserable appearance these days, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou no longer behaved as awkwardly towards this plan as before, and when they heard Wei Ziyun say this, they also followed Wei Ziyun's breath of relief.

When Wei Ziyun was showing off the Tibetan Fenghu, Tang Wuxun took possession of the Tibetan Fenghu for a while on the pretext that the mechanism of the Tibetan Fenghu was exquisite and wanted to study it. He memorized the structure and shape of the kettle. , and then put his fake death medicine on both sides of the pot-he improved the prescription again to ensure that after Jin Jiuling drank it, he would appear to have drunk the poison that Wei Ziyun said, and when the official came When the decree was announced, the pot was replaced without anyone noticing.

On this day, a lot of people came to Jin Jiuling's house, all of them were his colleagues in the six doors to see him off. Many people saw Jin Jiuling's eyes widened when they saw the Xuanzhi officer test the poison with a big dog. famous.

The medicine in the pot was not in vain. Tang Wuxun spent half a day improving it, and the effect was very good. The big dog vomited blood for about a quarter of an hour before he died. The state of his death can be described as miserable.

Before Jin Jiuling took the jug, he suddenly hugged Xia Rouran tightly, and said in a low voice, "Axia, I'm sorry."

Then everyone saw him pick up the jug, fiddled with the lid with his fingers, pointed the spout to his mouth, and poured down the wine in the jug with his head raised.

Wei Ziyun was shocked: "Wrong, wrong! Not that side!"

Xia Rouran glanced at Tang Wuxun in horror, Tang Wuxun nodded to him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.But Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou became anxious.

"What did you say wrong?!" Lu Xiaofeng grabbed Wei Ziyun and asked repeatedly, "Could it be, could it be..."

Jin Jiuling's face turned pale, and he spit out the first mouthful of blood. Xia Rouran hugged him, and said in a trembling voice, "Daughter-in-law, what do you think?"

"A-Xia, I'm sorry, I have to leave before you..." Jin Jiuling leaned against his arms, looked at his face without blinking, and traced his outline with his eyes, not willing to move away for a moment, "Although the emperor said that he wanted to protect me and even used this hidden front pot specially, I still drank the real side... scold me, I'm just too selfish, I don't want to see you go before me, ah Xia, you have always indulged my self-willedness, let me be self-willed for the last time, I really, I really have no way to watch you die in front of me... Axia, can you hurt me again? I am on the road to Huangquan Walk slowly, we will meet again in a month, and I will punish you as much as you want, okay?"

Even though Xia Rouran knew that he just drank Tang Wuxun's medicine, seeing him like this was still so heartbroken that she couldn't speak, and could only nod while crying.

Hua Manlou tightly grasped Tang Wuxun's hand, tremblingly said: "How could this be..."

Tang Wuxun hugged his shoulders, feeling extremely guilty, but he also knew that doing so was the best for everyone, and he could only bury this matter in his heart and never say it out—— Secrets are not difficult for him. He is not a talkative person, and his background has determined his habit of keeping secrets.

"That's fine..." Jin Jiuling suddenly smiled, "I don't have to dream about their eyes anymore..."

The blood he vomited had already stained the skirt of his clothes red, and all his colleagues and friends began to feel sad, and some could not hold back their sobs.

Lu Xiaofeng stood on one side with a pale face, clenched his fists, his eyes were red.

Tang Wuxun glanced at Xia Rouran silently, and began to imagine how Xia Rouran would explain this to Jin Jiuling in the future—it must be very miserable...