Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 1188 Out of the City
Chapter 1188: Out of the City
Qiulan also felt that it was boring, so she curled her lips: "Forget it, this girl is too lazy to bully the half disabled, a good person will do it to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and this girl will send a kind heart again, and help you to send a message to Huajun Wangfu, so that They're coming to fetch you back!"

Walking to the door, he gave instructions to Uncle Mo who hadn't gone far.

Uncle Mo immediately put down what he was doing, handed over the matter of making the medicine to Aunt Mo, left the small courtyard, and went to Huajun Palace.

Qiulan turned her head to look at Zhang Hua: "Heal your wound first, oh, too much anger, the wound recovery is not good, in case the bone grows crooked, but it will be interrupted and reconnected, don't blame me for not reminding you... "

As soon as the words were finished, Zhang Hua's body on the bed was tilted, his hands were not supporting the bed board, and he rolled off the bed.

"Why are you so careless?" Qiulan said bluntly, but she was also worried that something would happen if she fell, so she hurried forward, trying to help her up.

However, Zhang Hua, who was still ill before, suddenly became agile, and struck Qiulan several times in a row. .

Why is this person so vengeful?

Qiulan looked at Zhang Hua angrily, thinking that Zhang Hua was retaliating for her previous rude words.

But seeing Zhang Hua stand up unhurriedly, with dark eyes and a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, he said in a low voice: "Sure enough, you still look pleasing to the eye like this, Ms. Qiulan, you sent this to the door yourself."

Qiulan's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a chill in her heart.

Not right.

This person is not the commander of the guards!

I saw Zhang Hua's smile widened a bit, and he squeezed Qiulan's chin: "Finally recognized me? The female officer next to the empress wanted to leave the city, no one would dare to stop her? You are lucky, it depends on you For the sake of usefulness, I will not kill you today!"

Blood agarwood, disguised!
These two words floated in Qiulan's mind, and she fell into the freezing hell for a while.

She finally understood why this Xue Chenxiang was able to hide for so long under the joint pursuit of the imperial guards in the capital and the Dali Temple of the Criminal Department.

Thinking about it, after the commander of the guards chased him out, he was quickly replaced by Xue Chenxiang with the Disguise Technique, and he might have recuperated in the palace in this capacity later on!

Qiulan regretted that she didn't listen to Mu Xi's words, and ran back casually.

what can we do about it?

She can't make a sound at all now, and can't even leave a message.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Qiulan, I heard Aunt Mo say that you are here, can I come in?" It was Xie Yan's voice.

Qiu Lan's eyes showed surprise.

Xue Chenxiang's eyes turned sharp.

In fact, it was purely accidental that he appeared at the door of Qiulan's house, and the coma before was also true. He didn't know the details of this house at all, and he didn't know who the person who knocked on the door was, and whether he had martial arts.

Unexpectedly, the enemy's road is narrow!
After thinking for a while, Xue Chenxiang untied Qiulan's dumb acupoint, and turned his palm with his, and at some point there was a blade between her fingers, which pressed against Qiulan's back waist.

He lay on the bed again, put Qiulan in a sitting position with his back facing him, and whispered in his ear: "Send him away, if you arouse his suspicion, I will kill you first!"

After saying that, she lay back down again, closed her eyes, but did not remove the blade that was close to Qiulan's back.

Qiulan's lips trembled, and she could only open her mouth to say: "Thank... Mr. Xie, please come in!"

With a sound of "squeak", Xie Yan pushed the door open.

He walked in with a food box, put the food box on the table, and opened the lid.

The refreshing sweet scent of osmanthus spread, and Qiulan would have jumped on it with a smile, but now, she could only say with a stiff face: "This is steamed with sweet-scented osmanthus that has been sunk for three years, and fragrant rice from overseas. Is it the osmanthus cake that came out?"

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows, his quiet eyes paused on Qiulan, and smiled slightly: "Yes, it also added blood honey brewed by South Sea blood bees, I think you will like it!"

Qiulan said happily: "Well, I like all the dim sum from your Jixiangzhai."

Xie Yan nodded and smiled nonchalantly: "As long as you like it, there are still three boxes of pastries baked in the kitchen, I have to go and see!"

"Okay, thank you!"

Xie Yan nodded slightly, walked out of the room without haste, and closed the door behind him.

In the room, Xue Chenxiang waited vigilantly for a while before sitting up again, staring at Qiulan coldly and asking, "Who is he?"

Qiu Lan nervously said: "He is... Xie Yan, the eldest son of Uncle Kang Ping's mansion, the guest I rescued the day before yesterday. He is weak and doesn't know anything, and the Uncle Kang Ping's mansion is also gone. His identity can't help you, you Can't hurt him!"

Xue Chenxiang said "Hey" and said, "You are such a burden, one is enough!"

As he said that, he quickly put on his clothes, shoes and socks. Even though his chest was wrapped with a bandage, his movements were stable like an injured patient.

"Have someone arrange a carriage to take me out of the city!" Xue Chenxiang untied Qiulan's sealed acupuncture point, put one arm around Qiulan's neck, and stood up holding her, looking like Qiulan. Lan supported him.

The big hand that landed on the back of the neck was icy cold, but there was no doubt about the faintly threatening strength.

Qiulan could only "help" Xue Chenxiang out of the door.

"Miss, this is..." Aunt Mo made the soup, stepped forward and asked.

Qiulan pretended to be nonchalant and said: "The elder brother of the guard is in a hurry and must leave the city immediately. Aunt Mo, please clean up our carriage, I will use it right away."

"Okay, but the driver..." Uncle Mo wasn't there, so no one was driving the car.

"I know how to drive!" It was the boy Xie Yan who stood up, "I can send Miss Qiulan and this guard out of the city!"

"Okay, thank you sir for me!" Qiulan pretended to be pleasantly surprised.

The carriage was quickly packed out, Xue Chenxiang took Qiulan into the carriage together, and Xie Yan's servant sat on the shaft, waving his whip, the carriage slowly drove out of the small courtyard.

The wheels rolled, and occasionally ran over puddles on the road, splashing a splash of water.

In the carriage, Xue Chenxiang sealed Qiulan's acupuncture points again, she couldn't move or speak, she was very anxious.

At some point, the car body trembled heavily, and Qiu Lan in the carriage couldn't stabilize her body at all, and bumped her head against the wall of the car.

It hurts!

Xue Chenxiang, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, opened them suddenly, and asked sharply, "What's going on?"

The boy's shocked voice came: "It's okay, I accidentally bumped into someone's carriage, luckily the carriage is not damaged!"

Xue Chenxiang raised the curtain of the carriage, and saw a wooden carriage passing by, said impatiently: "Hurry up!"

"Yes!"

The carriage really picked up speed.

On the street after the rain, there were few pedestrians, but the government's patrol guards did not relax, and they still set up checkpoints at various street intersections to patrol.

Soon the first checkpoint is reached.

"Hey, it's Miss Qiulan, where are you going?" The person in charge of this checkpoint happened to be Mu Xi's subordinate.

(End of this chapter)