The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 12
Feng Yao saw that Mo Li was standing on top of several stones, half of his robe was pulled up and tucked around his waist, and his sleeves were also rolled up on Lao Gao, revealing his slender arms.Surrounded by mud, sand and mounds, it just makes him look like a jade tree in the center; the sun is warm and the wind is slanting, standing tall and proud, attracting attention.

It just so happened that Mo Li had finished talking with the craftsman, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Feng Yao who was smiling in the sedan chair, waved to Feng Yao, and was about to jump off the stone pile with his robe in hand.

Unexpectedly, the corner frame on the side picked up a tall log and deflected it, sweeping across Moli's shoulder.Several workers around shouted loudly, "Get out of the way."

Mo Li also wanted to dodge in a hurry, but for a moment he forgot that he was still standing on the rock, and when he took a step back, there was nothing under his feet, and then he staggered and fell off the rock.

"Moli!" Feng Yao stepped out of the sedan chair, ignoring the mess around him, and didn't need Luluo to help him, and ran towards the place where Moli fell.

Fortunately, Mo Li fell on the sand under the rock, and it would be considered lucky if he fell into the deep pit of the foundation just a foot away.But when Mo Li landed on the ground, he supported himself with his hands, both palms were torn and bled, and his left arm was also scratched with blood.

Feng Yao hurriedly knelt down to check on him, took out a snow-white silk handkerchief and pressed it on his hand to stop the bleeding.

"How do you do it? Pull them all down to see the officials, to see if someone is about to assassinate." Luluo hurried over and asked the guards in plain clothes to protect Feng Yao and Mo Li in the center, also showing the appearance of a first-class court lady. prestige.

"It's my carelessness, and it's none of their business." Mo Li waved his hand for help, fearing that Lu Luo would really punish those irrelevant craftsmen.Just moving his hand and bleeding a lot.

Feng Yao hurriedly pressed Mo Li's hand, wrapped it tightly with a handkerchief, and said to Lu Luo and Zi Ying: "Forget it. It's better to find a medical clinic first, and give the son-in-law a medicine to stop the bleeding."

Zi Ying and Lu Luo hurriedly handed over the handkerchiefs they were wearing, and helped Mo Li up together.

Mo Lijun blushed, and ran to the hospital, unwilling to mobilize the crowd: "It's really okay. I'm just a boy, and bleeding is nothing. Over there is the shop I made up. There are still tables and chairs inside. Go and sit." Come on, just buy some ointment and apply it on.”

"Then how can I do it..." Feng Yao wanted to say something, but Mo Li looked at him with his lips tightly pursed.Those pupils are extremely firm, and the whole body is full of unquestionable momentum.

Feng Yao was startled, then nodded unconsciously.Then he asked, "Which shop is that?"

"Just follow me." Mo Li patted the back of Feng Yao's hand lightly, signaling that she doesn't need to support him.Then he squeezed those few handkerchiefs tightly, and the bleeding stopped.

Mo Li led Feng Yao around the base of the son-in-law's mansion, and pouted towards a shop on the right: "The one with the red lacquer gate is the one. The key is at my waist."

Mo Li raised his arm, Luluo saw a dark green satin pouch embroidered with moiré pattern hanging from his waist, picked it up, squeezed it, and took out a key from it.

The moment Luluo stepped forward to open the door, Ziying went to the clinic to buy medicine.

Feng Yao followed Mo Li into the door, and Mo Li didn't forget to turn around and put his elbow in, meaning to let Feng Yao help him to step over the threshold.

Feng Yao frowned and pushed his arm: "It's just as long as you're done, I'm not just a piece of paper, so I won't be able to step through the threshold?"

"I'm not just paper, a little injury, don't worry about it." Mo Li smiled slightly, it turned out that he wanted to make Feng Yao feel at ease, and wanted her to say this sentence.

Feng Yao glared at him, but he also understood his competitive heart as a man.He secretly reminded himself that he must not underestimate him in the future.

Ziying came back from buying ointment and white cloth, and Luluo fetched clean water from a copper basin.Feng Yao wants to wash Mo Li's wound himself.

Mo Li sat on the side, rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his hands, let Feng Yao scrub and apply medicine.Seeing Feng Yao's cautious appearance, he smiled "hehe" and said, "It doesn't hurt, just apply the medicine."

Feng Yao glared at him again, then lowered his head and carefully applied the medicine to him.The wounds on Mo Li's hands and arms were not deep, and the bleeding had stopped, so it didn't matter if he applied some ointment.Only then did Feng Yao feel relieved.

It was only when he rubbed the medicine on Mo Li's arm that Feng Yao felt that the muscles on his arm were extremely hard.Obviously looking at the thin arm, the muscle lines are full of tension.

Feng Yao couldn't help but said: "Your hand is for playing the piano, but your arm is for strength. To build a son-in-law's mansion, you, the son-in-law, are required to carry mud and sand by yourself?"

"I don't usually come, I just asked the craftsman to add a heating room. There are some more changes, so I naturally want to explain in detail, so I came here in person." Mo Li said, retracting his arm that had just been treated with medicine, and pulling his sleeve Putting it down, only a pair of thin white and slender hands were still exposed.

Feng Yao really wanted to spit at him, "Just call someone over and say no? You're standing on a high place, so you're going to fall."

Mo Li smiled and nodded, with a very good attitude: "Yes, I will definitely wait for Yao'er in the house with peace of mind in the future, and I won't run out anymore, which makes you worry. Take a look at this shop, are you satisfied?"

Feng Yao blushed at his words, threw away the white cloth and ointment in his hand, and said, "Who is worried about you? He cares about my shop." After speaking, he deliberately turned around without looking at Mo Li, and looked at the shop. Come.

Feng Yao was only thinking about Mo Li's injury just now, and he didn't care to see what the shop looked like.Looking at it now, I feel that it is very spacious and bright.Moreover, the tables and chairs are complete, and there are two camphor wood shelves on the left and right. The central wall has been repainted, and it is waiting to hang calligraphy and painting couplets when it opens.

Mo Li introduced in a loud voice: "This shop is a suite, and the ordinary things should be placed in the front. If there are distinguished guests visiting, you can invite them to sit in the back; make a pot of good tea, and take over even big business. How to take care of and decorate the room depends on Yaoer's intentions. There is a yard at the back, where pomegranates and crabapples are planted. There is another advantage, I will take Yaoer over to have a look later. .”

"What was this shop used to do?" Feng Yao was satisfied with the house, but he didn't know what it was used for.It’s okay if it’s an ordinary shop, but if it’s a coffin shop...

"It's a gold and silver workshop. The old owner has no sons, so the craftsmanship can't be passed on. When I'm old, my eyesight is bad, and I can't do fine work, so I want to sell the shop and go back to my hometown. I sold it."

As Mo Li said, Feng Yao nodded frequently, quite satisfied.Then he was curious about the benefit that Moli said, but he was just concerned about Moli's injury, so it was inconvenient to rush him.

Mo Li is the smartest, seeing Feng Yao's big black eyes looking around, his eyes are full of curiosity.Smiling, he stood up and called her: "Yaoer, follow me."

Feng Yao took a few steps to follow Mo Li's side, and when they passed through the middle door, their shoulders were touching, and they looked very close.

(End of this chapter)