The little daughter-in-law of the palace

Chapter 5 He forcibly moved into her house (1)
King Ding was shot by an arrow in his right chest and right calf, the shaft of the arrow had been cut off, and only three inches were left exposed.The carriage was bumping, and Cheng Yu didn't dare to pull out the arrow rashly. He just tied the top of Wang's calf with a cloth belt to stop the bleeding, and he didn't dare to move his chest.

The carriage suddenly jolted, King Ding's body shook, and blood oozed from his chest again.

The veins on Cheng Yu's forehead were throbbing, and he scolded Uncle Zhang in a cold voice: "One more bump, and I'll break one of her fingers!"

Across the curtain, Uncle Zhang wiped the sweat off his brow tremblingly, keeping his eyes on the dirt road ahead, not daring to be distracted.

Hanzhu trembled even more, and shrank her hands back as unobtrusively as possible.

Cheng Yu supported King Ding steadily, and saw that the bleeding in his chest was getting less and less, and gradually stopped, he couldn't help but rejoice that the arrow missed, if it moved further in the middle, without timely diagnosis and treatment by the doctor, King Ding might not survive.And those assassins, were they the remnants of the Japanese pirates who deliberately took revenge, or were they sent from the capital?

Just thinking about the situation in the capital, the carriage bumped again.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Uncle Zhang also burst into tears, crying and turning his head: "Young master, I didn't mean to fight against you on purpose. It's just that the dirt road is uneven. Please spare my girl. If the car is still bumpy when I get to the official road, I will apologize for my crime." ?"

Cheng Yu lifted the curtain of the car and looked outside, knowing that what he said was true, he reminded him in a deep voice, "Try to walk as slowly as possible."

Uncle Zhang answered yes again and again.

Cheng Yu looked at Hanzhu, "Sit next to him and support me, don't let him sway."

Hanzhu turned her head to look.

The mule cart at home is not big, and the narrow couch can accommodate her to sit side by side with her younger sister Chunliu, but at this moment there are two big men sitting on it, and the space left beside it is very small. men next to each other.Hanzhu has kept etiquette since she was a child, and even her fiancé Gu Heng never came within five steps of asking her to help a strange man...

She hesitated.

Seeming to see through her thoughts, Cheng Yu urged impatiently: "Hurry up, and I'll kill you if you hang around!"

Who is King Ding? He is the second prince of Daqi. After the prince died of illness, King Ding was No.1 among the princes. It is her good fortune to have her take care of him. She even despises the majestic prince?

His voice was cold and harsh, his long legs moved, and the toes of his boots were facing her, as if he would kick her if she was disobedient.Hanzhu was afraid of death, saw that the man was unconscious, and the two serious injuries on his body looked very painful, so she stood up slowly, squeezed to the man's side, supported his shoulder, then turned her head, not looking at him .

When she came to visit the grave, she wore a white dress with white cuffs. She supported King Ding with a pair of slender white hands, and it seemed that she was useless.Cheng Yu didn't bother to look at how beautiful her hands were, so his frown deepened, "Steady yourself up."

Hanzhu was really afraid of him, she bit her lip and put her fingers together.

Only then was Cheng Yu satisfied, seeing that she was wearing a veiled hat and turning her head, fearing that someone would look at her, she sneered in her heart.He looked at King Ding and made sure that King Ding was fine for the time being. He turned to the car door and asked her: "Where is this place? Where does your family live and who is there in the house? Tell me clearly. You can answer whatever I ask you, and then you can tell me everything." Dare to be long-winded, don't blame me for being rude."

How could Hanzhu dare to confront him, she lowered her head and said: "This is Wutong County, Xiafu, Hangzhou. Our family lives in the city. Our mother died early. Except for a few servants, everyone else in the mansion is here."

"Your father is an official?" Cheng Yu asked tentatively.The family's temperament is nothing compared to the capital, and it is considered outstanding in a small place, which cannot be supported by ordinary people.

Hanzhu nodded, "My father teaches in the county school." My father only learned from the teachings of the eighth rank, and there are instructions on the eighth rank. Although there is no difference, they are all small officials, but Hanzhu still did not point it out. I'm a little apprehensive.

Hearing that he was just a teacher, Cheng Yu was relieved.

He stopped asking questions, and the carriage fell silent.

When it is quiet, the senses of the body become sharper, and there is a quiet fragrance that permeates, even overpowering the smell of blood on King Ding's body.

Cheng Yu looked at Hanzhu in confusion, just now he pulled her into his arms, he didn't smell the fragrance so close, why did he suddenly have fragrance?
Hanzhu also smelled it, and her pale face under the hood blushed uncontrollably.She was born with a fragrance on her body, and the fragrance is not obvious when she sits quietly. She gets tired when she walks too fast, or when she is too hot and sweats a lot in summer, she will get heavier. Why is she sweating cold now...

Hanzhu was extremely embarrassed as if her secret was known by a foreigner.

Her head hangs lower and lower, like a guilty conscience, Cheng Yu secretly thought something was wrong, stretched out his long legs to lift the curtain of the car to let the fragrance out, supported the king with his left hand, and came to her with a dagger in his right hand, "Hand over the fragrance !"

He stretched out the dagger too suddenly, Hanzhu hid back suddenly in fright, and hit the back of her head hard on the car board, the pain made her tears fall again, she looked down at the dagger, crying and defending: "I don't have Mixiang, I'm just a small household girl, how could there be such a thing..."

Cheng Yu didn't believe it, "Then what's the matter with this fragrance?" He said as he threw off her veil and moved the dagger upwards, forcing her to raise her head so that he could stare into her eyes and judge whether she was lying or not.

Being sized up like this, Hanzhu felt grief and indignation, and tears rolled down like rain.

Faced with this very familiar face again, Cheng Yu was startled.

How can there be such similar people in the world?Her father and his uncle Hou Ye, who spoiled his concubine and killed his wife, only had similar faces. Why was she born exactly like his cousin?No, it's not exactly the same, she looks bigger than her cousin, with a rounder face, timid and weak, unlike her cousin, she always has an annoying look of being bitter and domineering, and no one is sorry for her.

Apart from their looks, they are similar in two places, both have dead mothers, and both love their younger sisters and younger brothers.

Thinking of his little cousin who was only two years old in Beijing, Cheng Yu's heart softened a little, and he backed the dagger slightly, his voice was cold and unchanged, "Say."

Hanzhu closed her eyes and cried.

Outside, Uncle Zhang sighed, and explained for his poor girl, how could such a daughter's secret, with the temperament of a big girl, be revealed?

Knowing what was going on, Cheng Yu withdrew his hand in embarrassment.When the mule cart got on the official road, he looked at the poor girl who was crowded there, and saw that her hand had already been put down, so he said kindly: "Okay, I don't need your help, go down."

(End of this chapter)