Fortunate to know Qing peach noodles

Chapter 112 We still meet again
Yilan herself knew that if she continued like this, she would only drag Wei Qing back.

In the end, Yilan gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down. After hearing what Wei Qing said, she turned her head and ran towards the brightly lit street, and said in a choked voice, "Second miss, you wait, this servant will call someone here!"

Seeing that Yilan had run away, the criminals chased after her viciously.

I saw Wei Qing standing behind Yilan dazzledly, holding a stick snatched from the murderer casually, with blood splattered on her skirt, staring at the gangsters with cold and deep eyes, the expression on her face was beyond wind. Hen said, "Come on, I'll have fun with you."

Some lay on the ground unable to get up, and the remaining gangsters in the narrow alley were afraid again, and backed away.

How did they expect that a little girl who looked soft and weak could be so good at beating.

No one present was her match.

But right now she is alone, the opportunity is rare, if she misses it this time, I don't know when it will be next time.

Then these gangsters got up their spirits and said ruthlessly: "Let's go together!"

After all, they all swarmed towards Wei Qing and besieged him.

They didn't believe that there are so many people who can't beat Wei Qing alone. No matter how powerful she is, she will never be superhuman!
Yilan staggered out of the deep alley with all her strength, and as soon as she rushed to the street, there was a din of people outside again, making her feel in a trance.

She didn't find the officers and soldiers patrolling the street, and ordinary people in the city didn't dare to meddle in their own business, Yilan was in a hurry, where did the Jin Yiwei who rode through the street before go...

There are so many Jinyiwei in the capital, they may not recognize Wei Qing, but if there are fights, they must intervene.

At that time, Yilan thought that it would be great if the governor was here.But she didn't expect that God could really hear her prayer.

After a little bit of time, in the deep alley at the end, a group of gangsters staggered into one place, and were finally beaten by Wei Qing, unable to get up.

Not all of Wei Qing was safe and sound, she was wounded in many places, but at any rate she was the last one standing.

As the sound of heavy footsteps gradually approached, Wei Qing leaned his back against the wall, looked sideways, and saw a faintly familiar figure walking towards her at the place where the light of the day burst out, and the green shade above his head became emerald green.

Wei Qing narrowed his eyes.

Dudu Yin, we still meet again.

He is always so tidy, with a purple robe that embellishes his figure incomparably upright, and the black and white patterns on the sleeves match each other, and there is no trace of blemish on his whole body.

Under the tidy crown hat is a plump and handsome face, with slanted eyebrows drawn into the temples, and compassionate eyes, neither good nor evil, nor joy or sorrow.

A gust of autumn wind blew up the cold sandalwood around his body, like the incense offered before the Buddha, cleansing the heart and soul.

Wei Qing twitched the corners of his mouth wordlessly, and after a long while, he walked out from under the shade of the trees slanting over the wall with tired and weak steps.

However, she had just taken two steps, when she looked up, she suddenly saw Yilan who was walking behind with several Jin Yiwei, covering her mouth and shouting in surprise: "Second Miss! Watch out!"

Wei Qing didn't have time to turn around.

At that time, a gangster who was beaten down by her on the ground suddenly grabbed a wooden stick on the ground and quickly got up while Wei Qing turned around to show his flaws. He raised the wooden stick and hit Wei Qing hard on the back of the head.

Wei Qing just felt his brain go awry.

Subconsciously, she pinched the murderer's hand with her backhand, and with a scream, the gangster's arm was wrenched off by her.

The back of the head was hit by that stick, and there was a dull, numb pain.Later, she shook her head, a little unconscious.

It seemed to fall, but it didn't seem to fall.

The figure in front of him was blurred.

Yin Cong caught her falling body, Wei Qing fell into his arms, tilted his head and leaned against his chest.

The familiar Lengxiang was disturbed by the faint smell of blood, but it didn't seem out of harmony at all.As if he always should have been.

The last time when Yin Cong carried her into Cai's house, she fell into a coma, but this time when Yin Cong carried her out of the narrow alley, she was very dizzy, groggy but still sane.

The wind playing in the deep alley is mixed with the smell of moss; the grass swinging on the wall is swaying with the whirling leaves.

He vaguely heard Yin Jing talking to her: "You have only been in the capital for a few days, and you plan to dominate the streets?"

His voice is clear and pleasant, exciting.

Wei Qing leaned in his arms, closed his eyes a little exhausted, and still had a shallow smile on his mouth: "Ming Jian, governor of Yin, I am a good citizen, and I hardly cause trouble."

The guards accompanying Wei Qing who had never seen Wei Qing in the capital were stunned.

Their governor has never hugged a woman.

In the end, Wei Qing fainted before returning to Wei's house.When she woke up, she was already lying on Fengxiaoyuan's bed, and Yilan was taking care of her with all her heart.

Yilan's eye circles were always red.

Recalling that before, she was only forced to be sent to Wei Qing's side. Later, she and Wei Qing only had a positional relationship, and there was no relationship between master and servant.Even the determination of Wei Qing as the master was forced by the situation and had to be so.

But as time passed, Yilan understood that her master was never soft-hearted towards others, but he was affectionate and righteous towards his own people.

In the summer resort, when Wei Qing went to risk himself, he hid her alone on the back mountain to avoid the rain; today in the alley, Wei Qing fought with the gangsters by himself, and wanted her to run first.

As a slave, shouldn't she sacrifice herself to stand in front of Wei Qing when she is in danger?

How many masters are like Wei Qing, who stepped forward when they encountered danger, but let the maidservant run away first?

Wei Qing struggled to sit up from the bed, and as soon as he moved, he felt dizzy and vicious.

Yilan quickly wiped the corners of her eyes, helped her to lean against the bed, and said, "Second Miss, don't move too much, do you feel better?"

"How did I get back?"

Wei Qing vaguely remembered that she seemed to have seen Yin Cong, smelled his breath, and talked to him?
Is it a dream?
Yi Lan said quickly: "The governor brought Second Miss back in his carriage. Second Miss's injuries have already been seen by the doctor, and the doctor said to rest well."

Wei Qing couldn't help reaching out to touch the wound on the back of his head, it was swollen, and he made a "hiss" as soon as he touched it.

When that stick went down, the concussion was not light.It seems that it needs to be raised for two days.

Before Wei Qing could ask any further questions, Yi Lan said again: "Second Miss, don't worry, the villains who committed the murder have already been sent to the guard factory by Jin Yiwei, and I heard that they will lose their skin if they enter that place. "

After a pause, she resolutely said with red eyes, "From now on, I will definitely listen to the second lady's words, practice fists and kicks hard, and never be lazy!"

Wei Qing glanced at her sleepily, "Crying?"

Yilan pursed her lips, "It's just...it's just sand in my eyes..."

Wei Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, seemed to be smiling, and whispered, "Why did the ancients like to use such bad excuses?"

(End of this chapter)