After the gloomy cannon fodder was reborn

Xue Fuguang had comprehensive arrangements, but he was still uneasy the moment he saw Zuo Tiaohan.

He didn't dare to risk his sister, not even the slightest risk.

No matter how thorough the arrangement is, Xue Fuguang has no way of guaranteeing whether he will go to the original development under the push of the "plot".

Only when Mu Jianshu stares at him can Xue Fuguang let go of his uneasy heart.

Mu Jianshu did not move.

Xue Fuguang narrowed his eyes and turned to look at him: "I told you to follow."

Mu Jianshu looked at him for two seconds, his black pupils trembled unconsciously, then he lowered his eyes to avoid Xue Fuguang's gaze: "No one is guarding Shizi, my subordinates can't rest assured."

Xue Fuguang didn't speak any more, but looked at him coldly.

Mu Jianshu lowered his head: "Yes..."

After Mu Jianshu left, Shao Jing asked in a low voice: "My lord, why does Qu Wu have to keep an eye on Miss Zuo? There is no one guarding you, if something like last time happens again..."

Xue Fuguang interrupted: "Didn't you follow?"

Shao Jing scratched his head in embarrassment.

The two masters and servants went to the mountain.

The peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain are already in full bloom, and most of them have been adjusted to zero.The petals were blown into the air from the foot of the mountain by the wind, and sprinkled all over the bluestone road.

There are not a few people at Xue Fuguang's age who walk up the mountain by themselves.

Some people caught a glimpse of the young man in Tsing Yi, and couldn't help being surprised by his appearance, but they didn't dare to approach him rashly.

Until the young master's pale face turned red, fine beads of sweat covered the tip of his nose, shining brightly in the bright sunlight, a handkerchief was stretched out.

Xue Fuguang tilted his head, and saw a beautiful young girl smiling at him, showing a little canine tooth.

He didn't answer it for a long time, Du Ruqing shook her handkerchief: "My lord, wipe off your sweat."

Xue Fuguang took the handkerchief: "Thank you. Is Miss Du free to go out today?"

With her hands behind her back, Du Ruqing raised her head and signaled to the top of the mountain: "I'm here with brother Ru'an, he's taking a rest today."

Xue Fuguang's eyes gradually darkened, but the corners of his lips curled up a little, showing a slight smile: "Du Yuanzuo left you and went up alone?"

Du Ruqing and Xue Fuguang were familiar with each other before, so they pretended to sigh deeply: "It's not that there is a sweetheart in the front, how can I care about the life and death of my sister?"

Xue Fuguang's heart skipped a beat: "My sweetheart? Is Yuanzuo's sweetheart...?"

Du Ruqing approached cautiously: "Whether you really don't know or not, of course it's Sister Wanxi!"

Xue Fuguang: "...Why didn't I know that Yuanzuo's sweetheart is actually my elder sister."

He originally thought that Xiu Jin would come to Hanyuan Temple, but he didn't expect Du Ru'an to target his sister openly and aboveboard.

Du Ruqing said without hesitation: "My brother, that wood, if he didn't like to support sister Xi, could he always pay attention to whether she has a sweetheart?"

Xue Fuguang responded, closing his eyelashes: "Hurry up and follow."

Du Ruqing nodded hastily.

When they walked halfway up the mountain, Xue Fuguang became more and more anxious.

He didn't know the news about his eldest sister, and he couldn't catch up with Du Ruan.

After walking a few more steps, Du Ruqing watched Xue Fuguang's face turn from rosy to pale, and opened her mouth several times to persuade him to take a rest.

There was a sudden commotion from above.

"Help!!!"

"Come here! The sedan chair has been overturned!!"

"The people below quickly avoid it!!"

Xue Fuguang's anxiety became more and more intense, he dragged Du Ruqing to the inner side of the path, and grabbed the short trees beside the path.

The Qingshiban Road is only about the width of three or four people. When an accident happened ahead, people swarmed down and ran down. The servants surrounded the dignitaries, as well as those who carried the sedan chair. At this time, they didn’t care about it. escape.

With a few muffled bumps, the two sedan chairs rolled down the high hillside, dragging broken tree branches and splashed stones, and the beating people screamed incessantly.

Some people who accidentally rushed onto the falling route of the sedan chair were rolled down the hillside by the sedan chair.

The nobles who have never seen these scenes couldn't help screaming.

Xue Fuguang turned sideways, grasped the roots of the short trees by the wall with one hand, and grabbed Du Ruqing with the other to prevent her from being pushed away and rolled down the ramp, and the flying stones and sawdust hit her body, causing slight pain.

After a long period of chaos, people gradually calmed down.

Du Ruqing whispered, "Ah, you're bleeding!"

Xue Fuguang stretched out his hand and touched the wetness on his forehead.

He looked down, wiped off the bright red on his fingertips, and said calmly: "Small injury, it's all right, let's go up."

Before Du Ruqing had time to speak, Xue Fuguang already moved quickly and continued to go up.

His servant also hurriedly followed, not knowing how to persuade him.

Du Ruqing pursed her lips, holding up her skirt and had no choice but to follow.

After this incident happened, most people lost their mood and went down the mountain with a worried look on their faces.

Only Xue Fuguang and his party went upstream.

He looked at the sedan chair hanging on the big tree on the side of the hill from the edge, but he couldn't see why, and his eyebrows frowned even tighter.

The sedan chairs leased by Yamashita look almost the same, there is no difference at all.

With Mu Jianshu here, the eldest sister should be fine.

Xue Fuguang originally planned to stay behind to see what kind of tricks Du Ruan was playing, and he also wanted his elder sister to see Zuo Tiaohan's face clearly, but now he is panicking, and even has some doubts about his plan.

Until he climbed to the top of the mountain and saw his elder sister outside the temple.

Xue Wanxi was wearing the same color Tsing Yi as Xue Fuguang's, and the layer of veil that was originally covering the outside was taken off at some point.

Seeing Xue Fuguang, she immediately shouted happily: "Ah Ru!"

Then he frowned tightly, walked to him quickly, and wiped the blood flowing from his temples to the side of his face with a handkerchief: "How did you get hurt? But there are other injuries?"

Xue Fuguang breathed a sigh of relief.

He blinked slowly, took the handkerchief in Xue Wanxi's hand, and wiped it himself: "It's nothing, I was accidentally splashed by a stone." After finishing speaking, he asked casually, "Sister, where is Miss Zuo? Just now the sedan chair drove out Where were you when you rolled down the mountain, and do you know why?"

Xue Wanxi looked at her younger brother's forehead distressedly, and replied: "Tiaohan saw an acquaintance, and separated from me. The sedan chair was right behind us, and the bearer must have been careless. The one is the son of the Qin family. He has been rescued, and his life is not seriously injured, but the injury is not serious."

She patted her chest and said happily, "It's a good thing you didn't sit down."

Du Ruqing, who was following behind, finally caught up, and called out in a slightly anxious tone, "Sister Wan Xi."

Just as Xue Wanxi nodded, she heard her younger brother ask again: "Did sister see Du Yuanzuo?"

Xue Wanxi shook her head suspiciously.

Du Ruqing, who just stood firm, was extremely surprised: "How could that be?"

She wanted to speak in a moment of anxiety, but she was afraid of saying something that her brother didn't intend to let Xue Wanxi know, so she could only do it in a hurry.

Xue Fuguang on the side became calm.

He looked around and saw no suspicious person.

"Sister, you and Miss Du go to the dormitory to rest first, and I will ask the master in the temple for medicine, and I will come to you later."

Xue Wanxi gently pushed his shoulder: "Go quickly, stop the bleeding first, and go back and ask the imperial physician to prescribe a prescription that won't leave scars."

Xue Fuguang laughed.

Turning around, away from the crowd, the expression in his eyes became colder.

In the previous life, this event happened much later than the current time.

He was sent to jail, and his eldest brother ordered Dingzhou to suppress the bandits in order to rescue him.

At that time he was tortured in the Imperial Prison, he was lying on the bed and couldn't get up, when he got better, the elder sister took the maid and the hidden guards to Hanyuan Temple to pray for his elder brother and family members in Dingzhou.

Then an accident happened and was rescued by Li Zefeng, the youngest son of Zhan Shifu.

Xue Fuguang didn't know the specific details, he knew that this matter was already in good health, when the elder sister and Li Zefeng were secretly in love.

Afterwards, the eldest brother died in Dingzhou, Xue's family plummeted, and Xue Wanxi and Li Zefeng got married in a hurry. Not long after their marriage, he learned that his sister was married with a son.

A polite and intelligent person like his elder sister would not be ignorant of the consequences of getting pregnant before marriage.

But Xue's family has already been defeated. In the past, his elder sister married Zhan Shifu's youngest son as a married woman, but now it is not.His elder sister always said that Li Zefeng treated her very well in front of them, Xue Fuguang really believed it.

If...if his sister and his unborn nephew hadn't died together, Xue Fuguang might really have thought that Li Zefeng was a good person.

Bloody memories surged in his mind, and Xue Fuguang's eyes became more and more cold.

He walked around a corridor, and a tall man suddenly fell from the corridor roof.

Xue Fuguang didn't come back to his senses for a while, and almost collided with him, Mu Jianshu supported his shoulders, and stood firmly.

He raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "You!"

Mu Jianshu stared intently at the wound on his forehead, took out a clean veil from his bosom, wiped off the blood on him, then took out a box of wound medicine, and carefully applied it on his forehead.

Xue Fuguang was stunned.

If so, he read it right.

Mu Jianshu just looked in his eyes, is it distressed?

distressed?

Mu Jianshu?

He is a dignified spy leader of the Ying Dynasty, and he feels sorry for the Taoist injury on the forehead of the prince of the enemy country?

How ridiculous!

Mu Jianshu is a person who practiced martial arts all the year round. His fingertips are very rough, and when the calluses are scratched on the skin of the forehead, there is a slight scratching sensation. It is not painful, but it makes people feel uncomfortable.

But he applied the medicine to the wound very lightly, and the ointment spread under his warm fingertips, carefully covering the wound.

Eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if nervous.

But when Xue Fuguang carefully looked into his eyes, they were deep and dark, and the distress he had just glimpsed seemed to be only his illusion.

Xue Fuguang pursed his lips, the depression in his heart was broken by this trouble, his eyes shifted, and fell on the wooden box in Mu Jianshu's hand: "I used the sandalwood box to hold medicine, I really underestimated you. Wei's moon silver is so generous."

Mu Jianshu paused, quickly rubbed away the remaining medicine, withdrew his hands, and stuffed the blood-stained handkerchief back into his arms very naturally: "This subordinate is offended."

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