Royal daughter-in-law

Chapter 729 Supporting the New Monarch (1)
Yun Wanqin just cared about Xiao Yuanxiao, but now she felt a stabbing pain in her wrist, and took a breath: "It's okay, just go back and apply some medicine."

"This can't be done. I need to bandage it up quickly. The wound is a bit big and it's still bleeding. Be careful if you catch a cold." Although the old man wanted to leave quickly, the wound seemed serious.

I don't know if it was the night wind that swept through, and the door curtain of the carriage suddenly moved.

The old man noticed it, and said suddenly: "We have a medicine box in the carriage, and there happened to be gauze for trauma. If Madam doesn't think we're being impolite, let's bandage Madam here to stop the bleeding."

Yun Wanqin's calm mood rose and fell again: "The old man and the owner of the noble family have all the things they brought." Ordinary people would carry a medicine box when they go out.

Seeing her doubts, the old man's heart moved, he really is a sensitive person, he said: "My master is not well, he hasn't returned to Beijing for a long time, and he just came back today, so he brought all the medicine with him. "

Yun Wanqin nodded, indicating that she understood, and temporarily hugged Xiao Yuanxiao to the old man, and was about to open the curtain when the old man said: "Ma'am, my master is weak and indecent, and has never seen outsiders. It's a special situation, there's no one around, it's better to keep some distance between men and women after all. If you don't mind making a fuss, please stay outside."

The voice was not loud, but it was sonorous and majestic, and she couldn't help but refuse in the slightest. If Yun Wanqin disagreed, the old man would return the child to her immediately, turn around and ride away.

She moved her throat, hummed, and reached into the curtain.After a while, she felt that one hand held her fingertips lightly, while the other hand seemed to unscrew the pitcher, and poured water directly on her wound, as if using clean running water to cover her wounds. She washes the affected area first.

"跐——" She couldn't help feeling the pain, frowned, Xuexue cried out in pain, and suddenly felt that the hand holding her fingertips was also clenched by two points, and then let go.

Although she only held it for a moment, her heart moved, and she couldn't help stretching out her hand, sliding it into the palm of the man inside, inserting it between his fingers, hooking it tightly, and groping indiscriminately.

Obviously, this is the palm of a man, with strong joints and several thick calluses on the fingertips, but the palm is very warm.

The five fingers are bare, but there is a dent on the thumb, which seems to be caused by the pressure of wearing it for many years.

Something seemed to come out from the tip of her heart, and she was about to touch it again, but the people inside didn't expect her to be so bold, so they came to their senses in an instant, and shook off her hand.

"Ma'am, you're too rude. We kindly took care of your wound. What are you doing?" The old man was startled, scolded, and stood in front of the curtain, not letting Yun Wanqin take a step closer.

She came to her senses, what was she doing, all men's hands were similar, just because a man's hands were somewhat similar to his, should it be him?How could it be him, if it was him, why would he not meet himself.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure." She was going to take Xiao Yuanxiao back, she had gone crazy enough tonight, and in the eyes of others, she became a flirtatious woman who molested good men.

The curtain swayed slightly, the old man understood, and sighed: "Forget it, I have washed half of it for Madam, and the gauze is ready, so I will bandage it for you."

Yun Wanqin paused for a moment, then stretched her hand in again, this time she was much more secure, and only waited for the person inside to wrap herself up with gauze before taking out her hand, and hugged Xiao Yuanxiao from the old man's arms, saying: "Thank you The old man and your master."

Before the old man responded, there was a "stab" sound. Little Yuanxiao sat in her mother's arms, waved her chubby hand, and unintentionally tripped over the curtain in front of the carriage, and was lifted onto the hook next to it, hanging in mid-air.

The old man's expression changed, and he was about to put down the curtain, but it was too late, when he saw the mother and son looking in, and then looked in again, heaving a sigh of relief.

Inside the carriage, a large bean lamp was hung on the wall of the carriage. The light was weak, but it could still clearly illuminate the people inside.

The man was originally sitting at a banquet, but when he moved at this moment, he seemed to be slightly startled by the sudden opening of the curtain. He was still wearing the black cloak in the restaurant, which was tightly covered. He must be in poor health. Feng, at this moment, is still wearing a green bamboo hat, covering his head and face.

No matter how embarrassed she was to disturb others, Yun Wanqin hugged Xiao Yuanxiao and lowered her head: "Your child is nothing."

The little Yuanxiao in her arms stared curiously at the people in the carriage, not even realizing that she had done something wrong, she didn't even blink her eyes.

"Madam, please leave." The blue-clothed old man frowned, with a tone of chasing guests, and wanted to put down the curtain.

Yun Wanqin was about to turn around, but saw her son leaning over, before leaving the side of the carriage, raised her fleshy little paws, and slapped the people in the carriage, "Hit! Hit him!"

Seeing her son speak suddenly, Yun Wanqin was taken aback, and didn't know where he hit him, so she took two steps back and said sternly: "Xiao Yuanxiao!"

Little Yuanxiao nestled in her mother's arms, full of anger, she beat someone else, but she seemed to be the one being bullied.

The old man in the blue shirt had already put down the curtain to protect the people in the carriage. He couldn't laugh or cry, and joked: "Ma'am, your young master is really powerful. He took care of your wounds and even beat my master to death."

Yun Wanqin was also a little embarrassed, the child didn't call his mother in the first sentence, but actually wanted to beat someone to death.

But it's not uncommon for this child to even hit the Empress Dowager in the face, she was really spoiled, Yun Wanqin was embarrassed, and didn't want to stay longer, so she left in a hurry.

When the figures of mother and child were blurred into the night and disappeared without a trace, the carriage turned around and turned away.

"Little Yuanxiao." In the carriage, the man spit out the child's baby name word by word, like chewing on delicacies, obviously it was a slightly hoarse voice, but it was mixed with tenderness.

Lifting up his sleeves, he lowered his head, glanced at the bloodstains on his wrists that had just been scratched by the child's accident, and raised his eyebrows: "It's really good." He raised his left hand again, curled it slightly, put it on his nose and lips, and sniffed lightly, as if It seems that there is still a fragrant smell that was touched by her just now.

In front, the old man in green shirt sighed while driving the car: "I should be satisfied today. To be on the safe side, I can't show my face in front of people again before August."

After the lively Qiqiao Festival, the capital returned to tranquility.

That day, he sneaked down the city tower to go shopping in Yu Street, and almost lost his master. Chu Xia was terrified. When Yun Wanqin came back with her little master in his arms, she was even more frightened when she saw that her hands were broken. Qi Huai'en and Shen Zhao Hou caught up, and before he could ask any more questions, he sent the mother and son back to the imperial city as soon as possible.

Back to the Yaotai Pavilion, life was as usual, the only happy event was that the wish of the Empress Dowager was fulfilled, after going upstairs to watch the festival, the precious great-grandson really opened his mouth.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Xiao Yuanxiao couldn't take it back anymore, and became a small talker, her small mouth seemed to open a floodgate, as long as she was excited, she would chatter endlessly, from single words to words Son, in the end he was able to say a few short sentences, even though he was slurred, he still made the Empress Dowager very happy, and finally relieved a burden from his heart.

(End of this chapter)