Twilight Cloud Returns

Wuqing's hand stopped suddenly, and he immediately hid the Jinchuang medicine behind his back, put on a innocent smile, and pretended to be innocent: "Why did you wake up?"

Seeing that he still wanted to hide it, Yun Chuxiu pressed him directly on the table with her tall body, and forcefully pulled out the left hand hidden behind her waist.

The mottled moon shadow shines on the eye-catching wound through the tall and straight sycamore branches in the house.

His amber eyes were filled with distress and anger, and he said in a low voice, "How did this happen?"

Wuqing was not used to his aggressive appearance, and wanted to pull back, but was held tightly, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

Wuqing knows in his heart that Zhi is still reluctant to let himself suffer a little harm. If he knows that this wound is for him, he will hate himself.

Seeing that he was determined not to speak, Yun Chuxiu frowned, and said angrily: "You think I have no way of knowing if you don't speak? Gu Xiaorui follows you all the time, so I will ask him. If you two They are all hidden from me, even if I put all my strength tonight, I still want to find out!"

He was so angry that no one dared to disobey him.

Wuqing's ears were full of his decisive words, and a corner of his heart suddenly softened. While hesitating, Zhihuan let go of his hand and opened the door.

The cool breeze of the summer night was coming, Yun Chuxiu couldn't help coughing a few times, and made a gesture to call Gu Xiaorui.

Wuqing suddenly wrapped his arms around his strong waist from behind, and said softly: "I said..."

He told the matter of his wrist injury in an extremely relaxed voice, with an uneasy smile on his face.

Yun Chuxiu's body gradually froze, and then he turned around and hugged Wuqing tightly into his arms, choked up and said, "I'm sorry...I..."

Before he finished speaking, Wuqing took the initiative to hook his neck, raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Don't be sorry, it's just a pity that I couldn't help you..."

Yun Chuxiu kissed his brows and eyes, the eye sockets were a little moist, and said hoarsely: "You stupid cat..."

He relighted the candles in the room, and carefully applied the medicine to Wu Qing.

He looked at the deep wound and said distressedly: "Next time you can't be so stupid..."

Wuqing said briskly: "So from now on, you can't have any accidents, otherwise I will be deceived by the wicked without you."

Yun Chuxiu re-wrapped Bai Lian wrapped around his wrist, then scratched the bridge of his nose, and said, "Why is your mouth so sweet recently?"

Because I am afraid, afraid that you will be injured for no reason, afraid that you will fall into a coma, and afraid that you will not be able to stay together for the rest of your life.

Wuqing dare not speak clearly, for fear that one word will become a prophecy.Just throwing herself into his arms, Shu Er murmured, "I'm sleepy..."

Yun Chuxiu smiled knowingly, blew out the candles, and the two lay on the bed with all their clothes on, hugging each other and falling asleep.

Yun Chuxiu looked at Wuqing's already thin body and became weaker because of taking care of him. He didn't know what it was like. He couldn't help pulling the sleeping Wuqing closer to him, kissing his ear and whispering: "I swear, in the future Definitely not going to happen again..."

The next day, it was windy and sunny.

Yangzhou Governor's Mansion.

Since Xue Wanjun became pregnant, she suffered from morning sickness, which often kept her awake at night.

Every day when the solstice is three poles high, she wakes up deeply.

She sat on the edge of the bed, supported her swollen forehead, and asked, "Su Xin, where's your husband?"

Su Xin replied: "My lord went out early in the morning. Before leaving, I told my servant girl not to wait for him to eat at noon, and he will not return home."

Xue Wanjun walked towards the bronze mirror with a heavy heart, sat in front and picked up the rouge bought in the capital that day.The paste has bottomed out, and even the aroma of crabapple has disappeared.

She knew that her husband was avoiding her.

Ever since the little father-in-law became the dethroning envoy of the south of the Yangtze River and was assassinated in Yangzhou, the husband has always treated her indifferently, and completely lost the joy he had when he was newly married.

She vaguely felt that there seemed to be unspeakable things between her father and her husband, and these things seemed to be related to the young man.

She was always restless, and ominous premonitions were always lingering in her mind—perhaps in the near future, she would face a dilemma.

Inside the secret room.

Zhao Darong, Liang Cai and Xue Liandao gathered together.

After Liang Caiyu Chu Mohen arrived in Yangzhou, he also arrived quietly in a few days.

Xue Liandao took the lead and said heavily: "The last plan failed completely. The spies I sent reported that Yun Chuxiu not only woke up, but can now walk on the ground. I'm afraid he will recover as before in a few days."

Zhao Darong said viciously: "This kid is so fateful! I wasted all my efforts, but I couldn't end his life in the end!"

Xue Liandao looked at Liang Cai worriedly, "When something like this happens, Yun Chuxiu's side will be heavily guarded, and we will never have another chance to take action. Brother Liang, what should we do next? The iron mine has already been discovered by them, although We blocked the mouths of those bandits, but..."

Liang Cai leisurely sipped his tea, and said, "Brother Xue, don't be so alarmed." He paused, and continued, "If the Jiangnan deposed envoy wants to convict us, he has to produce evidence. There is no witness, no evidence. Physical evidence, what can he do to us?"

Even so, Xue Liandao was always uneasy.

Liang Cai put the teacup back on the table, planning something evil, "King Mo Xian was personally appointed by the Holy Majesty to come to Yangzhou to thoroughly supervise this matter. We have already alerted the enemy, and these two people must not move. Next, we must find someone to take care of the matter." Only when the charges are publicized can we escape this turmoil."

Xue Lian said: "Brother Liang, it's easy to say, who can we blame this kind of thing on, and who can be willing to be accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason?"

A smirk slipped across Liang Cai's lips, "Brother Xue, isn't there a ready-made high official imprisoned in the dungeon in the backyard?"

Xue Liandao panicked: "You must not! That is Yang Ren, the son of Taifu Yang! Such a loyal and upright person, even if we push him out, how can the people of the world believe it?"

Zhao Darong, who had been silent for a long time at the side, suddenly said: "Master Xue, as long as you have a good mouth these days, you can turn facts into rumors, and rumors into facts."

Liang Cai praised: "The young master is worthy of being the future ruler of the Rong family, and this is exactly what I mean."

When the two sang together, Xue Lian said that Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out.

Zhao Darong pursed his lips and said, "Yang Ren stayed in Yangzhou for half a year. He took advantage of his position as a censor to bully the local parents and officials. My lord chose to run away after being questioned, and in the end, in order not to implicate the Yang family, I committed suicide in fear of crime."

"My lords, is this the truth?"

Liang Cai agreed: "Very good. In this way, we only need to confirm Yang Ren's crime."

Xue Liandao still thought it was a risky move, he hesitated and asked, "Can King Mo Xian believe it?"

Zhao Darong clenched his fists and said: "This is the end of the matter, believe it or not, we have to do it. Otherwise let alone the Rong family, anyone who has participated in this matter will be doomed forever!"

"Master Xue may wish to think about Princess Lingmei Anning, for your only daughter, you have to fight this!"

When Xue Liandao thought of his wife and daughter, he made up his mind.He got up and bowed and said: "The next official will do it immediately!"

After spending more than half a month in a trance in the hot summer, Yun Chuxiu's injuries were completely healed.

In the afternoon, he was sitting under the sycamore tree in the courtyard enjoying the cool air, only to see someone sneaking in furtively.

Yun Chuxiu followed the voice to identify the direction, opened her feather fan, and flew straight towards that person.

Yun Zheng dodged cleverly, but a few strands of hair were still cut off by the sharp blade of the lupine.

He picked up his shiny black hair with distress, it was the hair he nourished with fresh flower juice every day!Yun Zheng said angrily: "Yun Chuxiu! I will help you cure your illness, but you want my life!"

Yun Chuxiu lazily opened his eyes, he hadn't settled the account with this fellow for the injury on Wuqing's wrist yet!

He got up and instantly grabbed Yun Zheng's hand, pressing it on the stone table in the courtyard.

Yun Zheng thought that this person was joking with him, and jokingly said: "Young master, your body is just right, so you can't wait to have sex with me? My master sees that the young master has been abstinent for these days. So I reluctantly agreed. But..."

He lowered his voice, and said quietly: "Don't let your little man know about the two of us, it seems like I stole food from someone else's house, and it's a bit ruinous..."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Chuxiu intensified his efforts to capture him, causing Yun Zheng to cry out in pain, "I am also a good-looking talent after all, can't you be gentle?"

Yun Chuxiu was completely enraged by this person, he found a dagger from somewhere, and the back of the knife landed on Yun Zheng's left wrist.

Only then did Yun Zheng wake up, he thought the young master was flirting with him, and after a long time he still wanted his life!

Constrained by others, Yun Zheng immediately admitted his mistake, and cried: "Young master, I was wrong, I will never bully your little man again... Young master, you have a lot of adults, for the sake of me also treating you, forgive me I..."

He cried with tears in his nose, awakening Wuqing in the inner room.

Wuqing thought there was another assassin attack, so he ran out in a hurry, but saw Yun Zheng in a panic.

He stepped forward to persuade him: "What's the matter? Knowing that you let go of Mr. Yunzheng first..."

Seeing the great savior coming, Yun Zheng immediately called for help: "Little Lang, come and persuade him..."

Yun Chuxiu was already obsessed with what happened before, but Yun Zheng was still calling each other, which was extremely ear-piercing.

It's really unbearable!

At the critical moment, Yun Zheng whispered: "I, I... I have found a way to cure the cold..."

Yun Chuxiu raised her eyebrows, apparently convinced.

Yun Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a guilty conscience: "You...you let me go first..."

Yun Chuxiu reluctantly let go, and said angrily, "You have grown up, kid."

In just a moment, Yun Zheng returned to his previous complacent face.

He sat majestically on Yun Chuxiu's rocking chair just now, looking like a gentleman, and commanded: "I came in a hurry, I'm thirsty, and I have to trouble the young master to pour me some tea."

Yun Chuxiu suppressed the anger in her eyes, "Don't push yourself!"

Wuqing said on the side: "I'll go make a pot of good tea for Mr. Yunzheng, and Mr. Yunzheng will help you know and give me a pulse."

Yun Zheng said with satisfaction: "Xiao Langjun is still sensible..."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Zheng felt that his left arm seemed to be a little numb, and then sore, and this discomfort was still spreading.He immediately realized that it must be the young master who made a move when suppressing him.

Yun Chuxiu still has a lot of experience in punishing a villain like Yun Zheng. He shook his feather fan and said, "Yun Zheng, is this left arm comfortable?"

Yun Zheng raised his hands in surrender, and said in affirmation: "I'm afraid of you... I swear, I will never play tricks on Mr. Xiaolang again. If I do not, I will be alone for the rest of my life."

He looked at Yun Chuxiu who was still calm and composed, as if he was still dissatisfied with his poisonous oath, so he said aggrievedly: "No, young master, I bet my happiness and Yingying's happiness on this..."

Yun Chuxiu squinted at him, and said, "Don't call him Xiaolangjun again from now on."