Jingmen Fengyue

Chapter 389: Stunning Beauty (2)
Zhongyonghou waved his big hand, slapped Qin Zheng on the shoulder, and reprimanded him, "Stinky boy, you don't want to see Li, you know what's going on in your heart. But what! My old man doesn't care if you slap him." You can’t despise the dead old man’s chess skills. Don’t look at the old man, I didn’t like him when he was alive, but after his death! You are not allowed to tarnish his reputation, saying that he is not good at chess, just for fame .”

Qin Zheng didn't dodge, and was actually slapped by Zhongyonghou. His shoulder was so painful from his iron hand, which affected the old injury. He immediately said "huh", and stretched out his hand to cover his shoulder.

With a thought, Xie Fanghua remembered his old injury, and immediately raised her head to look at him.

"Stinky boy! Don't tell me that you are like paper, you can't help pinching!" Zhongyonghou looked at his palm. Although he used a lot of strength just now, Qin Zheng is not as weak as ordinary people.It is impossible for him to resist his martial arts.

Qin Zheng's brows were twisted into a twist, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead. He looked at Zhongyonghou and didn't speak for a while, as if he was too painful to speak.

"What's the matter? Are you really like paper?" Zhongyong Hou saw that he was really in pain, and it didn't look like a fake, so he immediately raised his eyebrows.

Qin Zheng shook his head, pulled his hand away, moved his arm, and gave another "hiss", not daring to move again.

"Are you injured?" Zhongyonghou said with a straight face, but then he felt that something was wrong, and changed his words again, "No, I didn't hurt you, but your arm was already hurt?"

Qin Zheng looked at him helplessly, "What do you say, you old man? Although you are old and can't go to the battlefield, your kung fu has not fallen. Do you practice kung fu every day? Back then, the military camp gave you the iron hand god palm The title is still being mentioned! And it took such a lot of effort, are you going to disable your grandson-in-law's arm?"

Zhongyonghou choked, and quacked the corner of his mouth, "You brat, how did my old man know that your arm was injured?" After finishing the words, he looked at him and said suspiciously, "You have a lot of eyes, you are the best at acting, don't be in the world now Pretending to be here." After finishing the sentence, he said again, "Aren't you always responsive? Why don't you avoid it?"

"You also said that I was depressed when you found someone I didn't want to see. How could I want to hide?" Qin Zheng said angrily, "Besides, do I dare to hide?"

"You dare to turn your back on you even in front of the emperor, how dare you hide when your parents beat you! I'm an old man, why don't you dare to hide?" Zhongyonghou glared at him dissatisfied.

Qin Zheng sighed, turned his head to glance at Xie Fanghua, saw her sitting there quietly, indifferent, a hurt flashed in his eyes, and said sadly, "I have been liked by the emperor's grandmother since I was a child, and I am used to being rude in front of the emperor's uncle." Now, the emperor's grandmother pampered me, so I am not afraid of the emperor's uncle. My mother spoils me, and I won't be angry if I hide from her. My father, if he dares to move a finger of mine, my mother will turn against him. He himself doesn't dare to go too far. I'm not afraid of him. As for you? Haven't I married your granddaughter yet? How dare you hide?"

Hou Zhongyong was speechless, he looked at him for a moment, and saw that he looked like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, he snorted, turned his head, and said to Xie Fanghua, "Girl, come here and show him the injury! "

Xie Fanghua sat still, "Grandpa, I'm not an imperial physician."

"But you are a doctor!" Zhongyonghou said.

Xie Fanghua's eyelids moved, and she shook her head, "Grandpa, are you confused? I'm not a doctor. If I were a doctor, how could I not be cured of my own illness? I still need to go to Fafo Temple to pray for safety?"

"You have been seriously ill for many years, and you have taken countless prescriptions. It is said that you have been sick for ten years, and you can become a doctor without knowing medical skills. What are you dawdling about? Come here and show him!" Zhongyonghou urged her, and he couldn't refuse, "Let You warmed wine and boiled crabapple for both of us, and you fell asleep. After drinking a pot of wine, Zheng boy was afraid of waking you up, so he cooked another pot by himself, and ordered the maid to bring you a cloak and cover it for fear that you would be hurt. Wind. You are good, half ungrateful!"

Xie Fanghua reached out and rubbed his forehead, trying to calm himself down, "Grandpa, even if my granddaughter has a marriage contract with him, she will get married in three years. This boudoir etiquette cannot be voided. How can you let me, a woman, check up on a man's body?" Injury? This is not as simple as pouring a jug of wine and instructing someone to take a cloak!"

"There are no outsiders here! Once you have a marriage contract, you will be a family! With grandpa here, who are you afraid of gossiping? As a lady of the Zhongyonghou Mansion, you have to keep your boudoir, but you can't be bound by etiquette, too rigid " Zhongyong Hou admonished her, "Follow the power in a hurry, calling the imperial physician now will not only delay your time, but also destroy the fun of playing chess. Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!"

Xie Fanghua stopped rubbing her forehead with her hand, she retorted speechlessly, and looked up at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng looked at him quietly. When he was not flamboyant, he was a quiet young man, handsome and graceful, with a graceful posture.Such a young man, when he is quiet, also carries a hint of danger on his body, making people afraid to approach him easily.

Xie Fanghua suddenly remembered that yesterday when he stepped on the Bihu Nuange in Prince Ying's Mansion, he found medicine for her from his bosom, his face under the veil couldn't help but turn red, with a trace of burning heat.At this moment Zhongyonghou urged her again, she closed her eyes and slowly stood up.

Seeing her get up, Qin Zheng's quiet eyes moved.

Xie Fanghua came to Qin Zheng, suppressed all emotions, and said to him expressionlessly, "Roll up your sleeves."

Qin Zheng shook his head, supported his injured arm with his good arm, and said, "I can't move anymore! Help me!"

Xie Fanghua frowned, looked at his expression, saw that he didn't look like a fake, reached out and rolled up his sleeves.

In spring, although it was the beginning of spring, the capital was warm, and Qin Zheng was a man, so he had changed into spring clothes since the beginning of spring.Therefore, if he doesn't wear much, he only wears two linings in addition to his coat.Inside the brocade robe is a clean soft satin robe.

Xie Fanghua rolled up his coat, and saw that the clean silk satin robe was soaked with blood, she frowned immediately, the place she cut last time, logically speaking, after so long, it should be healed.It should be so that the old disease will not relapse after being slapped by Zhongyonghou.She raised her hand and slowly rolled up the soft robe lined with him.

At the entrance, there is a wound, which is very obvious. Half of the scar has fallen off, and half of it remains. It is really in the place where it has fallen off and has not fallen off. Because the newly grown skin is tender and soft, it was hit by a palm and split from there. , obviously became a new wound.At this point, it was bleeding.

The blood that flowed out was not pure broken bright red, but had tiny bloody water, indicating that there was some festering pus inside, and he hadn't taken care of it carefully at all.

Xie Fanghua's face suddenly sank, and he said coldly to him, "Isn't there no good medicine in Prince Ying's residence? You have been injured for more than ten days. It stands to reason that if you apply good medicine for bruises, you should be healed. But why? It hasn't healed yet. What have you been doing these days? Don't you know how to take care of the wound?"

(End of this chapter)