Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 96

Xie Cijiu turned his face and glared at him, but did not say any words of rejection. After withdrawing his hand, she picked up the death-preventing gold medal and put it on the dressing table, "This thing might come in handy in the future, keep it for now .”

Yan Zhihui glanced at it, grabbed Xie Cijiu's hand and kneaded it: "You can stay if you want, but with me here, it shouldn't be necessary."

Xie Cijiu looked up at him, opened his lips and was about to speak, when someone knocked on the door suddenly.

"Princess, I brought someone here."

Xie Cijiu raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Jiang Lu is here, you go back first."

Yan Zhi replied: "All right."

He bowed his head and skillfully kissed Xie Cijiu's side cheek, then turned into a streamer and fell into Huaxin.

Xie Cijiu gave him a helpless look. After his identity was revealed, this person became even more shameless. He hugged and hugged him if he had nothing to do.

It's like this even if I didn't promise, so I can still get it in the future?

Xie Cijiu was deeply suspicious.

But right now was not the time to think about it, so she walked over to open the door for Jiang Lu.

Jiang Lu took a step back and said in a low voice, "Princess, that's her."

As soon as he stepped back, Qiulan was exposed behind him. She was thin and thin, wearing a rough cloth jacket that was old and not old, with a thick turban covering her face, and only her eyes were exposed. She was guarded and sensitive, but when facing her When Xie Cijiu looked at him, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Xie Cijiu was taken aback, and immediately recognized the girl, "You—"

When she reached the point of her mouth, she looked around and said, "Come in and we'll talk."

"Yes."

Jiang Lu took Qiulan into Xie Cijiu's bedroom, and then closed the door behind his backhand.

Qiulan seemed to be scared, and looked back before turning her head again.

Xie Cijiu sat back on the main seat, and had a panoramic view of Qiulan's frightened reaction.

"Sit down and talk."

Xie Cijiu raised his sleeve and pointed to the chair on the left.

Jiang Lu was also polite, and took the first seat. Qiulan looked at this and then that, but she still didn't sit down. She gritted her teeth and knelt down as if making up her mind.

"Princess, servant girl Qiulan, pay my respects to the princess."

She kowtowed to Xie Cijiu three times as she spoke, the movement was so fast that Xie Cijiu had no time to stop her, she just turned her body slightly: "What are you doing?"

Qiulan raised her head tremblingly, her words choked with sobs: "These three heads, one is to thank the princess for saving her life in Liuyun Temple last time, the other is to apologize, and the third is to ask the princess' slaves to be the masters!"

"It really is you." Xie Cijiu confirmed his guess.

Jiang Lu was confused and confused: "When did the princess save her?"

Qiulan looked at him and explained: "The last time the princess first entered the capital, when she was in Liuyun Temple, she was entangled by the second generation ancestor of the Kang family. The Second Patriarch was punished in public, and the servants were grateful, but they never had the chance to thank the Princess in person."

When she said this, Jiang Lu finally remembered, and suddenly realized: "Oh, it's you!"

Qiu Lan nodded: "The servants dare not enter the capital, so they have been hiding outside, most of the time hiding in Liuyun Temple, and only dare to go out for a walk when inquiring about news."

She turned her head to look at Xie Cijiu again, with remorse and gratitude in her eyes, "Secondly... the slaves escaped from the palace. They were originally working in the imperial dining room. When the emperor hosted a banquet for King Anbei and King Dingnan , the servant just happens to be on duty."

Xie Cijiu's eyes sharpened, and his five fingers clenched the relief on the armrest, "On duty? So what do you know?"

Qiulan straightened her back, pulled off the cloth towel on her face, and wiped the corners of her eyes vigorously with the back of her hand. Only then did Jiang Lu and Xie Cijiu see her face clearly, and they couldn't help but gasped. .

Qiu Lan is quite handsome, she is also a small family jasper, but there is a long scar on the side of her face, winding from the end of her eyebrows to the corner of her mouth.

"This..." Jiang Lu's eyes trembled, "How did you get your face?"

With a sad face, Qiulan stretched out her hand to gently caress the hideous scar like an earthworm, "The palace banquet was in chaos that day, and afterward the emperor ordered to kill everyone, so that no one could be left alive. In the chaos, the slaves were pushed away. I took one, and it happened to hit the blade of a person, and the face was ruined just like that."

Jiang Lu frowned, looking at her with complicated eyes.

Xie Cijiu lowered his eyes, "Then how did you survive?"

Since the emperor ordered that no one should be left alive, the murderer would definitely check repeatedly. How did a little court lady escape?
Qiulan tugged at the corner of her mouth, but didn't answer right away. Instead, she touched her collar with trembling hands, and then pulled it hard, even the little clothes inside were pulled away, revealing a piece of tender white flesh.

Jiang Lu's face changed suddenly, he stood up abruptly, turned around, and covered his eyes with his hands.

"You... you talk nicely, what are you doing when you take off your clothes?"

His nervous voice trembled, and his ears and neck were all red.

And Yan Zhihui, who was watching the play in silence, had already closed the buds the moment she pulled off her clothes, and wrapped herself densely with leaves.

Qiulan didn't look at the others, and firmly tore off her clothes, revealing the position of her heart, where there was a very dark sword mark, which just penetrated the heart.

This time, she couldn't even sit still for Xie Cijiu. She stood up abruptly, frowned and stared at the wound for a long time. She was not a noble girl who was raised in the yard. She had killed many people. She knew the sword wound at a glance, and there was no possibility of surviving.

But Qiulan survived, so...

Something flashed through his mind suddenly, Xie Cijiu said in astonishment: "You...does your heart grow on the other side?"

Although this statement is somewhat absurd, it is not without precedent.

Qiu Lan nodded, with a bitter smile, "The slaves are born different from ordinary people, and they were said to be unlucky when they were young, but they never thought that they escaped unharmed because of this. Maybe it's because the heavens can't see the heroes being wronged, so the slaves are kept together." Order, let the slaves tell all this."

Xie Cijiu pursed his lips, stepped forward and knelt down to help her close her clothes gently, and buttoned the buttons back one by one.

Qiulan's long eyelashes trembled, and she looked at Xie Cijiu in disbelief, Xie Cijiu's face did not change, but the moment she raised her head, there was a moment of pity in her eyes.

Just this one glance made Qiulan unable to hold back any longer. She burst into tears, grabbed Xie Cijiu's hand and said repeatedly: "Princess, prince and concubine, they all died unjustly! It's the emperor, the emperor doesn't know what to do." Where did I hear that King Anbei and King Dingnan are green dragons and white tigers, and there will be a king in the battle between dragons and tigers, and the decline of imperial power will eventually be replaced by foreign names..."

"Ridiculous!" Jiang Lu couldn't help cursing, "He believes any nonsense? Was that thing on his neck kicked by a donkey?"

Xie Cijiu's eyes also sank, "Then what? My father and King Dingnan are not weak in martial arts, how can they be captured without a fight?"

(End of this chapter)