King Quan's medical concubine is not easy to mess with

Chapter 117
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Shen Wenliang smiled indifferently, and then immersed himself in dealing with Yunlan's wound: "What's so unexpected? Could it be that you smiled at me in Wangtianlou because it was love at first sight?"

Originally, Shen Wenliang wondered if Yunlan had recognized her, but she was not sure, so she still didn't dare to reveal her identity in front of Yunlan easily.

But now that Yunlan has pierced the window paper, she has nothing to hide anymore.

"..." Yunlan opened her mouth silently but didn't know what to say.

There was a moment of silence between the two.

Shen Wenliang still lowered her head, but Yun Lan looked down at Shen Wenliang's serious side face silently.

Looking at the long reflection cast by her slender eyelashes on her face, the candlelight reflected on her face also flickered with the blink of an eye.

A warm voice suddenly rang in Shen Wenliang's ears: "Shen Wenliang and Chu Lihuan are somewhat different."

Hearing this, Shen Wenliang smiled and said nothing, but silently tied the last knot for Yunlan.

"Of course it's different. Shen Wenliang will definitely not bandage Young Master Yun's wound himself."

Looking at the extremely carefully bandaged wound, Yun Lan suddenly realized that he had suffered such a deep sword wound and soaked in water. When Shen Wenliang was treating it, he did not feel excessive pain.

"Hall Master's medical skills are also surprising."

Hearing this, Shen Wenliang tidied up the things on the table and said, "It's just superficial."

Seeing Shen Wenliang packing up his things in an orderly manner, Yun Lan said: "There are maids outside, you don't have to do these yourself."

"I know, it's just my stuff, I don't like others to touch it."

When she said this, the aura unconsciously revealed between Shen Wenliang's eyebrows made Yun Lan startled.

In the middle of the night, after settling down in Yunlan's resting place and returning to the house, the sky outside the window was already slightly bright.

Shen Wenliang stood by the window, letting the night wind blow her long hair.

Although he was exhausted all day, but he couldn't stop thinking about the assassins in the prefect's mansion during the day, and the silver-armored dark guards who didn't know where he came from. Shen Wenliang didn't feel sleepy for a while.

"Yutang."

"The servant is here."

"If Mr. Yunlan wakes up, call me."

"Yes."

After dismissing the servants, Shen Wenliang turned around and took off his clothes, and leaned on the imperial concubine's couch holding a medical book.

Facing the moonlight, I can still vaguely see the words "Jin Chanyi" that can be seen everywhere on that page.

Meng Jue is still relying on the elixir to continue his life, the matter of Lanling... Shen Wenliang frowned, she thought, the end of the month...is it a little longer?
Just after Maoshi, Qingyao's voice came from outside the door, presumably Yutang was replaced to rest.

"Miss, there is news from the boy in the wing room that Mr. Yun has got up."

"Well, I see." Shen Wenliang put down his medical skills, raised his hand and rubbed his slightly swollen temples.

"Prepare water, and follow me to the side room later."

"Yes." Qing Yao opened the door for Shen Wenliang, and the little maids behind were holding cloth towels and water basins and filed in.

"Miss, didn't you rest last night?" Qing Yao looked at the haggard Shen Wenliang and asked with concern.

Shen Wenliang shook his head lightly: "It's okay, you go and get someone to prepare some porridge, and take them with you later."

"Yes."

The room has been busy for a while, and the sunlight coming in through the window has gradually warmed up.

The rest of the maids retreated after serving Shen Wenliang to freshen up, leaving only Yu Qingyao in the room.

Shen Wenliang looked at Wu Qing on the back of Qingyao's hand, his eyes sank: "Did there be any movement last night?"

"Two waves of people have come, and they have all obeyed the young lady's order and killed them."

Shen Wenliang pursed her lips, and played with a lock of hair with her fingertips: "That man gave me such a big gift, so I have to return it."

"Miss, Mr. Yun is here."

Suddenly, the voice of the little maid came from outside the door.

"Master Yun, please come in."

Looking at the clear porridge on the table that hadn't been put into the food box, Shen Wenliang waved to Qing Yao: "You go down first."

"Yes."

"Wait." Shen Wenliang called Qing Yao, then got up and took a small blue porcelain bottle and handed it to her.

"Miss... this is?"

"Qingyulu, it can eliminate the bruises on your hands."

Bruises?

Qingyao nodded immediately when she heard the words, and then she noticed that there was a bruise on her hand at some point.

When she looked at the porcelain bottle in her hand, the corners of her eyes suddenly turned red: "Thank you, miss."

Many years later, when Qingyao knew how precious the sapphire dew that Shen Wenliang gave her casually was, she vowed to follow the master of the Palace of Eternal Life even more!

However, at this moment, Shen Wenliang didn't think about giving Qingyao any kind of favor, it was really just a little effort for her.

Seeing Qing Yao's mood swings, Shen Wenliang's eyebrows were slightly tired, she patted Qing Yao's shoulder and said softly: "Go back and have a good rest, step back first."

"Yes."

As soon as the door opened, Qing Yao and Yun Lan ran into each other.

Qingyao blessed her body: "I have seen Mr. Yun."

"En." Yun Lan responded lightly.

After entering the room, Yun Lan looked at the two bowls of porridge on the table: "This is?"

"Porridge."

Originally, he wanted to visit Yun Lan with the clear porridge, and get some news by the way, but now in this situation, Shen Wenliang was a little embarrassed.

"Prepare for me?"

"Of course not, I wanted to give it to Xi'er, but since you're here, I'll give it to you." Shen Wenliang gave a reason in confusion.

Yunlan smiled slightly when he heard the words, and didn't care about Shen Wenliang's words. He sat down and pushed a bowl of porridge in front of Shen Wenliang, and then reached out for another bowl: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey orders." gone."

Seeing Yunlan sitting opposite him drinking porridge, Shen Wenliang couldn't help sighing deep in his heart: He really deserves to be a well-known dust-cleaning son in the Jianghu.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Yun Lan looked a little unnaturally at Shen Wenliang, he put down the spoon, looked at Shen Wenliang and asked.

"Can I ask Mr. Yun a question?"

"Ok?"

Seeing that Yunlan was sitting upright, with a posture of not eating or sleeping, Shen Wenliang said again: "Why don't you drink the porridge first?"

"No need." Yunlan glanced at the porridge bowl in front of Shen Wenliang, who hadn't moved much, and continued: "After talking, let's drink together."

When Yunlan said this, Shen Wenliang was not polite to him, because she really wanted to know the answer to the question now.

I saw that Shen Wenliang took out a small cloth bag wrapped in a square scarf from his arms.

After opening it, Yunlan couldn't help being a little surprised and said, "You took this with you when you left yesterday?"

Shen Wenliang nodded: "It was too broken. At that time, there were too many assassins in a mess, and I couldn't pick up a bigger one."

That's right, the things in this cloth bag are the fragments of the jade pendant that Zhao Mingjie smashed with his own hands yesterday.

Shen Wenliang pushed the thing forward, and tapped the table with his fingers: "You know this thing, right?"

Yun Lan took the fragment that was only a little bigger than her fingertip, rubbed it in her hand and said, "I know."

"But, it's a secret."

After finishing speaking, Yunlan put down the things in her hands, and looked at Shen Wenliang with a smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)