The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 238 Chapter 237: Jing Moyan's Disease
Looking at Bai Qingchen's face, Yun Ranyue raised her eyebrows and said softly, "Are you okay?"

"fine."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Qingchen suddenly passed out.

"Quick, quickly carry your lord to the carriage."

Chen Yu Luoyan hurriedly carried Bai Qingchen to the side of the carriage.

Song Zhibai was speechless in shock.

Once again, she saw Bai Qingchen's fragility.

Yun Ranyue's brows and eyes were calm and indifferent, without any fuss, as if she was used to it.

He knows exactly what Bai Qingchen looks like.

Nan Zhuohua muttered, "Uncle Bai is going to start raising his body again."

It seemed that she was also used to Bai Qingchen's fragility.

The bandit's stockade has been wiped out, Song Zhibai took the head of the family back to the palace overnight to return to his command, Shen Yu Luoyan sent his adults back to the house to recuperate.

Yun Ranyue took Nan Zhuohua to send her back to Duke Rong's mansion.

At the time of You, the night was light, and the two lanterns hanging high above the gate of Rongguo Duke's Mansion swayed slightly, and there were faint light and shadows swaying on the ground.

Wu Yu stood under the lantern, waiting for Nan Zhuohua.

When she finished delivering the clothes to Yan Gui, she heard that the little master and the national teacher went to rescue the Zuoxiang lord together. Even though the national teacher was protecting her, she was still worried.

She stayed here after dinner.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes, she looked over and saw Yun Ranyue on horseback and Nan Zhuohua in her arms.

Stepping forward, Wu Yu hugged Nan Zhuohua off the horse, and asked concerned: "Is the little master injured?"

"No, Crescent Moon has protected me very well."

Wuyu smiled slightly, where there is a master of the state teacher, the little master will always not be hurt at all.

Nan Zhuohua asked her: "Did sister Yici take the clothes that sister Yici gave to brother Guishi?"

"Accepted," Wu Yu nodded, "The servant told Mr. Yan according to your wishes, saying that you gave him the clothes. Mr. Yan didn't refuse, so he just accepted it."

When it was said that the clothes were given to him by the little master, it could be seen that Mr. Yan was very happy.

Nan Zhuohua smiled, "Big brother just accept it when we return."

In any case, it can be regarded as helping sister Yici with this favor.

When Yun Ranyue heard the name "Yan Gui Shi", her brows were slightly frowned, her eyes darkened, unexpectedly, Yaoyao and him were getting closer and closer.
"Yaoyao." He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to Nan Zhuohua, but the door suddenly opened.

Gu Qingyun who came out of it, and the guard in Jingli's mansion, Zhiwen.

A few steps away, through the hazy night, one could see the panic and anxiety on Gu Qingyun's face.

Nan Zhuohua and Gu Qingyun don't have a deep friendship, even if Gu Qingyun helped her speak a few times when she was being targeted, Nan Zhuohua couldn't afford her a bit of sisterhood.

It's still the same feeling, I don't like it, but I don't hate it either.

After several times of getting along, this fifth sister gave Nan Zhuohua the feeling that she was calm and orderly, and it was the first time I saw her with such a flustered expression.

Gu Qingyun also saw Nan Zhuohua who was a few steps away, and when she passed by, she greeted with a smile, "Jiumei, Master Guoshi."

Nan Zhuohua looked at her with dark eyes, "Where is Fifth Sister going?"

"Go to Prince Jingli's mansion, Prince Jingli is sick, I'll show him."

Gu Qingyun's tone was soft, but she still couldn't hide her panic.

"Oh," Nan Zhuohua responded lightly, thinking of that gentle and refined uncle, he didn't know that he was still suffering from a serious illness.

"In order not to delay Prince Jingli's condition, I'll take my leave first. I'll talk to Jiumei later when I'm free."

Feeling Gu Qingyun's urgency, after finishing speaking, she hurriedly got into the carriage that Zhiwen drove over, and left without delay.

Nan Zhuohua sighed, "That uncle is not in good health." When the worshiping mother was assassinated last time, he was the one who saved them.

Jing Moyan has not been in the imperial capital all year round, and Nan Zhuohua has never seen him before, so he doesn't know him at all. It is only after getting in touch with him a few times recently that he gradually gets to know him a little bit.

Almost everyone in Dijing knew about Jing Moyan's serious illness, and Yun Ranyue also knew to a certain extent. In the past, she didn't often see him in the palace, let alone know much about him.

The only time I had contact with it was when I was sent to Xirong.

Yun Ranyue looked at the carriage gradually disappearing into the night, her cool eyes were silent and deep.

Then he got off his horse and sent Nan Zhuohua back to Suyin Academy.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of Prince Jingli's Mansion, Gu Qingyun hurriedly got out of the carriage with the medicine box in her hand, and trotted with her skirt in one hand, frowning eagerly.

As soon as I approached the study, I heard the sound of porcelain falling to the ground inside, and an uncontrollable growl.

Gu Qingyun was so flustered that she pushed open the door, and there were pieces of porcelain all over the floor, and the chairs fell all over the floor.

"Jingli."

Even though she has seen him get sick so many times, every time she sees the gentle man in front of her become crazy like a ghost, Gu Qingyun feels pity and flustered in her heart.

As if hearing the sound, Jing Moyan raised his eyes, his scarlet eyes were stained with blood, like a demon or a ghost.

Without the warmth of the past, those blood-red eyebrows are full of sinister bloodthirsty.

Gu Qingyun was terrified, his illness this time was much more serious than before.

She put the medicine box on the desk, opened it, and hurriedly found a porcelain bottle from it, and reached out to help Jing Moyan, "Jingli, take the medicine quickly."

Jing Moyan pushed her away with a palm, and Gu Qingyun fell on the desk, and the tiles in her hands fell to the ground and shattered, and a few pills inside rolled down, she stood up straight and tried to pick them up.

Jing Moyan came up to her abruptly, pushed her down on the desk, and strangled her neck with both hands.

"Jingli, let go quickly."

Gu Qingyun struggled to utter a few words, her face turned red from being pinched, she grabbed Jing Moyan's wrist and tried to break his hand, but she couldn't shake him.

Her weak strength is like a mantis arm in front of Jing Moyan.

Jing Moyan looked at her with scarlet eyes, lifeless and lifeless, like a devil from hell staring at a prey.

He frowned suddenly, let go of a hand that was pinching her neck, clutched his chest, and growled in pain.

Gu Qingyun knew that his heart began to ache again.

Every time he got sick, his heart would hurt so badly.

Taking advantage of the release of the hand on her neck, Gu Qingyun took a few breaths, she wanted to get up, Jing Moyan suddenly raised her eyes to stare at her, staring at her slender porcelain-white neck, the blue blood vessels were clearly visible.

Just as Gu Qingyun stood up a little, Jing Moyan pressed her hard on the desk again, leaned over to press her, and bit her fair neck.

The delicate skin was pierced by sharp teeth, and deep red blood flowed out.

Jing Moyan is sucking blood!

"Jingli!"

Gu Qingyun's face was pale and terrified, and her neck was tingling. She could feel blood flowing continuously, and it was sucked into her mouth by the man on her body.

The man who was pressing on her body couldn't push it away, and when she was in a panic, Gu Qingyun caught a glimpse of the medicine box not far away on the desk.

Reaching for the medicine box, she groped for a silver needle from inside and stuck it at the acupuncture point on the back of Jing Moyan's neck. He immediately went limp and passed out.
　Buried a small foreshadowing, you guys can guess~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)