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Ma Lan was startled, and hurriedly avoided his wound: "The medicine..."

The medicine hasn't been finished yet, even if I say I have to work hard, there is no need to be so anxious...

Moreover, the poison on his body has not been cured...

Malan struggled for a while, but it was useless.

The washbasin, together with the jar of medicine, was overturned on the ground.

Malan was carried by him and thrown on the bed, without giving her any response, he directly pushed up her skirt and piled it up to her waist, Malan hurriedly closed her eyes.

After a while, a deep laugh was heard.

Ma Lan was flustered, and when his eyelids opened, the wet eyeballs landed on the corner of his mouth.

There was still a trace of that smile before it faded away.

looming.

His gaze went to his knees.

Hou's courtyard.

The woman who delivered the master's purse at the front seemed to end well.

Standing beside Ma Lan, Qin Dali saw a figure coming into the yard from a distance, and he recognized it at a glance, the gorgeous person following Yueniang.

"This time it will come in handy. Although I didn't help my husband, I didn't hold him back, right?"

Qin Zhihuan's palm had already pinched her smooth ankle, and he asked her in a low voice, "Apart from this, where else have you been hurt?"

Before Qin Zhi could answer, he pulled down her dress, looked her in the eyes and said, "You are promising, at least you can escape if something happens..."

"Ma'am, Yueniang is here."

After breakfast, Ma Lan asked Hongdou to prepare the embroidery frame, selected the embroidery threads, moved a stool and sat in front of the door, with a full posture, and held the needle for a long time, but didn't know where to start. .

Qin Zhi didn't go any further, he got up and grabbed her wrist, pulling her up: "Go wash up and rest early."

Later, every time she went out, her mother would be worried that something might happen to her.

Ma Lan's face turned red, and she moved her ankle, trying to pull it out of his hand, but he held it tightly, and she muttered again: "That's not it."

Qin Zhi also smiled: "You don't know martial arts, this injury looks like a mischievous one.

She never thought about who to rely on.

If she was a sick child, Qin Zhi would still have a headache.

The light in front of the bed was dim, and Qin Zhi asked a question that he hadn't figured out all along: "You are a girl, why do you have scars on your body?"

However, Hongdou belongs to Yueniang after all, Qin Zhi at least replied to her well: "No need, madam is already sewing."

Red Dou was stared at by those oppressive eyes, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat. Before she had time to think about it, she quickly stepped forward and handed over a purse in her hand: "Here, I sewed this by myself. , if Master Hou doesn't dislike it..."

A pang of sorrow spread in her heart, and the red bean held the purse tightly. For this sight, she began to choose clothes since last night, and today she got up early, dressed and dressed, half an hour earlier, Avoiding everyone, finally blocked the crowd, and handed back the purse she had embroidered for half a month.

But it couldn't be sent out.

Early the next morning, Qin Zhihuan went to the palace.

Then I saw a shallow scar, which was hard to distinguish unless I looked carefully. It should be that the medicine powder was used in time not long after the injury, so that no big scar was left.

Seeing his gaze shifted to her face again, Ma Lan hurriedly turned her head and said casually: "I am confident that women are not inferior to men, and I always want to have a skill."

Ma Lan was flustered by what he said.

Qin Zhi also took two steps forward before he stopped, only turned his head and said, "What's the matter?"

Ma Lan didn't look at him, lowered her head and dragged down the skirt on her body, and said softly: "Learn more skills, at least I can protect myself well in the future."

Malan was a little confused.

She is a girl, and apart from living by herself and not causing trouble for those around her who like her, there seems to be nothing that can help them.

White peony?
what does it look like...

Hongdou was in a hurry, so she had to turn around and call: "Master Hou."

Seeing that she didn't answer, Qin Zhi bent down and went to find the trace left by himself.

Yueniang sent her son Guanyin.

Could it be something else...

When Hongdou reacted and raised her head, Qin Zhihuan's figure had disappeared in the corridor.

As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, he ran into Hongdou head-on.

Malan looked at him, quite complacent.

"Why not."

Qin Zhi also frowned unconsciously.

Ma Lan seemed to be caught by something, his eyes blinked lightly, and his heart beat uncontrollably, like a deer hitting his bosom.

Qin Zhihuan was tall and long-legged, and took three or two steps over the top of the ordinary people. Hongdou hesitated and turned back, Qin Zhihuan's steps had already passed her.

She secretly trained her body to be strong.

Qin Er, who was behind him, had already held his breath.

Thinking no matter what, I can't let my mother and father send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

When she was one year old, she was taken away by her uncle and thrown into the wolf's den. When she got back, her mother held him and cried for a long time.

Although it's not like they can fly and fight, at least they are considered healthy.

Mrs. Hou specially found it from the dowry and asked Yueniang to send it.

The implication is self-evident.

It's been a while since they got married, and there's no happy news for Ma Lan...

Knowing that Ma Lan was going back to the Hou Mansion in the next two days, Mrs. Hou had already made preparations.

(End of this chapter)

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