The concubine is so charming

Chapter 280 Amazing, Uncle Huhe
"Master Xiang, even if you move away now, I'm afraid Su Yao won't show up to see you. If not, she should have been in touch with your eyeliner long after she left Prince Rong's Mansion, and I also advise you In a word, until the nails around her are completely cleaned up, it's better to let her be free." Mu Cixiu said.

Chu Feiyan's brows moved slightly: "You don't have to worry about it, famous minister, see off the guests."

"Yes."

After seeing off Mu Cixiu, the famous minister returned, with a hesitant look on his face.

Chu Feiyan carefully looked at the paper kite in his hand for a while, looked up to see his appearance, and said, "If you want to ask, ask, what are you talking about?"

The famous minister pondered for a moment, and then said: "Master, I found out that Mr. Mu seems to be paying special attention to Miss Su." It wasn't obvious before, but in the end he reminded the master to clean up the nails around him. And metaphor.

"When the flowers bloom, the capital moves. Yao'er is a gem. Naturally, I can't be the only one who discovers her brilliance. It's just that I have an extra lover, so don't worry about it."

The famous official couldn't help but slander: "Master, seriously, this Mu Shizi should be Miss Su's cousin, right?" This cousin is the most prone to accidents.

"Yao'er's identity has not been confirmed yet, don't talk nonsense, have you found that letter?" The reason why he agreed to live in Rongwang's mansion was to meet Su Yao on the one hand, and on the other hand, to get what Nanny Zhou said. The letter about Su Yao's life experience.

"Report to master, I have already got it."

"Okay, pack your things and prepare to move out. Besides, Yao'er is no longer in Mu Cixiu's hands, so the gift I prepared can be unwrapped." Chu Feiyan's eyes were cold and condensed, and finally turned into the coldness of a deep sea.

"Yes, my subordinates will make arrangements immediately."

When the kite flew into the sky, Su Yao followed Mei Lao and Hu Hetu out of the city gate of Rongcheng. Just as they left, the people sent by Mu Cixiu blocked the gate.

Su Yao looked back, put his hands on his cheeks and pouted his lips: "It's a pity that I can't watch the Prime Minister accept the gift I have prepared so hard."

She painted it with heart, Mr. Xiang will be happy to see it, maybe she can take the opportunity to kiss Fangze... Hehe...

Su Yao blinked his eyes, just thinking about it would make his heart as sweet as honey. Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a pain in his forehead. When he looked up, he saw Mei Lao withdrawing his hand, as if nothing had happened.

Su Yao couldn't help but bared his teeth: "Old man, you toss medicinal materials when your hands itch. Why beat me? What if you beat me ugly?"

"Let me see if you're sick. You've been smiling all the time since just now. You look like a little pig with a good cabbage. It's really hard to see!"

Su Yao is in a good mood, and he is not even keen on his favorite bickering on weekdays. He hums and laughs happily: "Even if I am a pig, I am also the most beautiful pig here, hum!"

Hu Hetu was driving the car, and couldn't help raising the corners of his lips when he heard this, a relaxed smile rarely flashed across his face.

The next day, Su Yao was thinking about contacting Chu Feiyan again when he heard the door being knocked open.

"Yaoyao, come help!"

Old Mei's voice was urgent, as if something serious had happened.

Su Yao ran out quickly, and saw Huhetu lying on the ground covered in blood at a glance, his heart sank suddenly: "Uncle Huhe, what's wrong?"

"Sword injury!" Mei Lao didn't say much.

The two carried Huhetu to the room with great effort, Su Yao went to prepare hot water and clean cloth towels, and Mei Lao used silver needles to help him stop the bleeding and hang himself.

The two of them had been busy for nearly an hour and a half before they barely healed his injuries.

Su Yao took a deep breath, and pushed open the window to let the bloody smell dissipate: "Old man, who is Uncle Huhe?" She didn't plan to ask before, but now that he was seriously injured, she naturally had to do it in advance Take good precautions, lest a crisis comes and you are not prepared to deal with it at all.

Old Mei frowned: "Let's wait until he wakes up."

Su Yao went to help boil the medicine, and prepared gruel that was easy to digest. It was not until midnight that Huhetu finally moved on the bed: "Say..."

Su Yao, who was lying on the table and pretending to sleep, quickly got up, blinked and walked quickly to the bedside: "Uncle Huhe, are you awake?"

Hu Hetu seemed to be extremely defensive, his muscles tensed up, and when he saw clearly that it was Su Yao, he gradually relaxed: "Yaoyao..."

"It's me, Uncle, don't move around. The sword wounds on your body are deep enough to show the bones. Mr. Mei just stopped the bleeding for you, and the wound opened again when you moved around."

"Thank you..."

"Drink the medicine when uncle wakes up, then drink some porridge and sleep well, and he should be much more comfortable tomorrow." Su Yao came over with the medicine bowl and fed it to him with a spoon.

Huhetu seemed to have never been given medicine, and his body was more stiff than before, and his appearance seemed to be more challenging than fighting the enemy.

Su Yao fed him half a bowl, and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Uncle, you didn't even blink your eyes with this injury, and now you're just drinking a medicine, why do you look like you're facing an enemy? "

"A martial artist, used to being vulgar, this is the first time he has taken medicine like this." After drinking the medicine, Hu Hetu's spirit improved a lot.

Su Yao fed him half a bowl of porridge again, and told him to rest well before asking him anything else, then got up and left the room.

Not long after, Mr. Mei walked in and looked at Hu Hetu with an extremely dissatisfied expression: "Didn't I tell you not to act impulsively, why didn't you listen?"

"Old Mei, the Huhe Tribe suffered from snowstorms for two consecutive years, the grasslands were severely degraded, countless cattle and sheep died of freezing, many people had no clothes and no food to eat, but here in the south of the Yangtze River, there are a large number of grain merchants hoarding and hoarding for the sake of wealth. , I met a person who lied to us today, he lingered in the place of fireworks, and he was so happy that he couldn't think of leaving, he really couldn't see it..."

"So what if you can't see it? You are just one person, and one-third of the grain transactions in Da'an Dynasty, the grain merchant in the south of the Yangtze River, do you know what that is? Their power is deeply rooted, and various interests are complicated. You see It's just a small detail, but if you follow it carefully, you may be able to get involved with a person with a hand and eye! Who do you think you are, who can compete with those grain merchants by yourself?"

"I was too careless."

"If you want to solve it by force, it can only be regarded as the courage of ordinary people, and it will not become a big weapon after all."

"The old man taught me a lesson." Hu Hetu said, raising his eyes to look at the door in surprise, "Yaoyao..."

Old Mei turned his head quickly, his face changed slightly.

Su Yao digested what he just heard, and with a smile on his face, he walked slowly into the room: "Uncle Huhe, with your injuries, did you go to rob a grain merchant? Seeing injustice on the road, drawing swords to help is what a chivalrous man would do." For, admiration, admiration!"

She suddenly remembered that the medicine bowl was confiscated, so she turned back and heard these contents unexpectedly.

(End of this chapter)