Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 58

Wei Ji sent Xie Zhijun and Xie Zhixing home first.

The three of them entered Chunhuating all the way, Xie Zhixing consciously went to the side room, Wei Ji sent Xie Zhiyun back to the main room, saw that she had settled down, turned around and was about to leave.

It was Xie Zhiyun who stopped him.

"Treat the wound first."

Wei Ji's footsteps paused slightly, he hesitated for a moment, then turned around and returned to the main room.

Xie Zhiyun saw that he was sitting on the Arhat's bed in such a big way, and couldn't help saying: "Young master, change this body, and carefully clean the wound."

Wei Ji shook his head: "It's okay, just wrap it in gauze."

As he said, he took off the armguard on his wrist, and then lifted his sleeves, slowly revealing the blood-scabby wound on it.

The wound was not long, but it was a little deep, and the flesh and blood inside could be vaguely seen.

Xie Zhiyun frowned.

Wei Ji thought she was afraid, so he said: "Don't worry about it, there are military doctors in the state pastoral mansion, and they will treat the wound."

Xie Zhiyun pressed his shoulder.

"I can."

she insisted.

Wei Ji saw that her face was calm, and there was an undeniable determination in her eyes, so she sat down peacefully and put her arms on the square table.

"Then there is Mrs. Law."

Xie Zhiyun took a deep breath, went to the soft cotton cloth, soaked it in water, and wiped the blood scabs near his wound little by little. After the wound was cleaned, Xie Zhiyun carefully wiped the medicinal wine.

During the whole process, Xie Zhijun frowned tightly, but Wei Ji didn't seem to know the pain, and didn't say a word.

Mu Yun brought the tea, Wei Ji was still sitting there eating tea in a leisurely manner, as if he was enjoying the scenery and listening to the music.

After Xie Zhijun cleaned the wound, he applied the golden sore medicine, and then carefully wrapped it in gauze.

She was very serious when doing this, but she didn't appear to be in a hurry.

Wei Ji was a little surprised.

"Madam has done this before?"

Xie Zhijun lowered her head, her slightly disheveled sideburns hung down her side face, casting wisps of light and shadow on her slender neck.

"Ah Xing was naughty when he was young, and he was often injured when he jumped up and down. Over time, I learned how to deal with these traumatic injuries."

Wei Ji hummed, and waited for her to tie the gauze before moving her hands: "Madam can do everything, it's really a blessing."

"Time to treat the wound on the leg."

As Xie Zhiyun said, she was about to bend down to help him remove the leggings.

Wei Ji was startled, bent down quickly, and grabbed her arm.

"Where is it necessary to use my wife to do this rough work, I will do it myself."

Xie Zhiyun was completely relieved when Wei Ji lifted his trouser legs to reveal the wound on his leg.

"How many days will it take for this wound to heal?"

Wei Ji looked at her serious side face, but for some reason he didn't answer her question immediately.

When being taken care of by her like this, Wei Ji always felt that the cat in his heart started pacing again.

The pink, tender and soft paws took a step forward, half a step back, lingering on the tip of his heart repeatedly, making his heart itch.

Especially Xie Zhiyun was half sitting on the footrest at the moment, looking down at the wound on his leg with lowered eyebrows, Wei Ji couldn't see her eyebrows, but he could see the black bun on top of her hair.

Different from her meticulousness in the past, her hair on the sideburns is a little disheveled at this moment, and it is rare to show a little laziness and sloppyness.

But Wei Ji knew that her confusion at the moment was only due to a life-and-death crisis.

Wei Ji suddenly felt sour, his voice was hoarse, and he said to her: "It's my fault."

Xie Zhiyun paused slightly for wiping his wound, but did not speak.

There was a sudden silence in the room, neither of them spoke immediately.

Wei Ji sighed slowly, his eyes were lowered, his face was rarely depressed.

In front of outsiders, he will always be a wise and mighty major general, and in front of his family, he will always be a calm and calm young man.

To Wei Cang, he is the most like his son, and to Cui Ji, he is the heir who can establish a family.

It seems that he is Wei Ji only when he is in front of Xie Zhijun.

Occasionally, he would feel angry, unwilling, resentful because of his mistakes, and feel guilty about his wife who was implicated by him.

At this moment, he is more like a person.

Hearing his sigh, Xie Zhiyun raised his head and glanced at him quickly.

Her eyes were calm and indifferent, she did not have the joy of surviving a catastrophe, nor the anger of being in danger. At this moment, she was no different from the past except that her hair was messed up and her clothes were a little dusty.

Xie Zhiyun only glanced at him lightly, then quickly looked away.

She put the veil aside, and wiped the medicinal liquor on his leg with a cotton cloth.

Apart from this new wound, Wei Ji still had large and small scars on his legs and arms, which were the remnants of old wounds in the past. Even with the best gold sore medicine, the scars left on the skin could not be erased.

It was a soldier's military medal, and it was also an ironclad proof that he had tried his best to defend his family and country.

Xie Zhiyun followed like a demon, she reached out and touched the scar on his leg lightly.

Immediately, both of them froze again.

After a while, Xie Zhijun took the medicine box and carefully applied the medicine to him.

"What's wrong with you?" Xie Zhiyun said in a low voice.

At this moment, Wei Ji seemed to have drank a bowl of hot soup, and the fragrant soup soothed the fatigue in his limbs and bones.

"This time it was just an accident, and I was not injured, but you were injured yourself," Xie Zhiyun said with lowered eyes, "Good people are always right, only bad people are wrong."

"If they don't have evil thoughts in their hearts and plot against Yezhou, then there will be nothing like today."

Xie Zhiyun tied a knot in his leg, and helped him to pull the trouser leg, then got up to clean his hands, and returned to Luohan's bedside.

She was sitting on the other side of Wei Ji, with a graceful figure, holding a bowl of hot tea in her hand, and took a sip.

"It's useless for them to kill me," Xie Zhiyun said, "What am I? But it can only make Wei Shi angry, attract the fury of you and father-in-law, and attract the frantic search of the whole city. The loss outweighs the gain."

"But you are different. You are the future of Yezhou, and you are the most important person."

After Xie Zhiyun finished speaking, he raised his head to look at him.

Her eyes were quiet and peaceful, but endless light shone in her eyes.

She asked him: "Wei Ji, can you promise me that you will live a good life?"

Since having such a dream, although her life will not be turned upside down, it is different from the past.

She began to think deeply about the meaning of Wei's existence, what she could do to save this crisis, and...

Thinking about whether she would like to see Wei Ji and die like that.

But she didn't need to hesitate at all to get the answer to this question.

She doesn't want to.

She wanted to see Wei Ji living a healthy and comfortable life as he is now. He would get angry at her occasionally, but he would also tease her with a smile. Every day in Wei's, Xie Zhiyun didn't find it difficult.

But three months later, she has regarded this place as her home.

In other words, Wei Shi was originally her home.

(End of this chapter)