The blind concubine married the prince, don't stand in the way

Chapter 87 088: Chu Ling's Death Day, Qingge Girl (Part [-])
Early in the morning, a group of them went to the cemetery of King Chu to worship.

I don't know if it was because he was injured and couldn't walk around, or because he was in a mood, Yan Bugui, who had come here specially to give Chu Ling a funeral, didn't accompany him, but stayed in Qingyun Manor.

Although the Mausoleum of the King of Chu is not as grand as the Mausoleum of the Emperor, it is still majestic and majestic. The Great Qin Dynasty was established for more than 100 years. Qingyun Mountain, the geomantic treasure of Xiang, is the location of the Mausoleum of the King of Chu. Now more than 100 years have passed, five generations of Chu kings and the people of the Chu Palace who have passed away for more than 100 years are buried here. At a glance, large and small tombs are densely packed everywhere. Because someone sweeps it regularly, it is very tidy and clean.

They went directly to Chu Ling's tomb and paid homage as in previous years.

After some sacrificial sweeps, it took almost an hour to return to Qingyun Manor. When they returned to Qingyun Manor, Yan Bugui was no longer there.

He was still seriously injured, Feng Yunshu was a little worried, but Chu Yin didn't respond, as if it was expected, what to do.

At sunset, in the city of Ji, the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full.

Huahaoyueyuan is the largest pleasure-seeking place in Jicheng. It is located in the Dongcheng District of Jicheng. Because it has existed for many years and has a profound background, Huahaoyueyuan has a large scale. Here, there lives the contemporary oiran, Qingge girl, who is full of flowers and moons.

Qingge is an oiran who spends a lot of time. She has been here for three years and has been an oiran for three years. She is popular in Jicheng and is famous far and wide. One wonder, how many people spend a lot of money to be her guest of honor but they all come back disappointed. It is rumored that she has friendship with many aristocratic princes in Jicheng, especially the Seventh Prince Yu Wang Zhao Si, who has a deep friendship with her and often goes together In and out, so, in this capital city of Great Qin, where nobles gather, no one dares to force her.

And she lives in a certain small yard behind Huahaoyueyuan. Unlike others, she lives alone. It is said that she only receives one guest a day, and spends the rest of the time in her own yard, never talking to her. Other girls make contact.

It's daytime now, she naturally has nothing to do, and is sitting there playing the piano to pass the time.

The face is delicate and charming, but it gives people a feeling of being indifferent and repelling others. They are obviously two completely different temperaments, but they are both vividly expressed in her body without contradiction. This is the first impression most people have of her. an impression.

Qingge's appearance is actually not the most outstanding in Huahaoyueyuan, but she is also one of the best. However, she has been able to sit firmly in the position of oiran for three years, her position is unshakable, and she has attracted countless men and women. With her talent and temperament, of course, but also because she has a delicate heart, and because of this, she can handle a job with ease among a group of nobles.

Suddenly, hearing a movement from outside, the movement of playing the piano stopped abruptly, and the melodious and low-pitched sound of the piano also stopped abruptly.

She sat quietly for a while, and there was a rush of footsteps outside.

It was her maid Ruyue: "Girl, it's Mr. Yan, he seems to have been seriously injured!"

Hearing this, Qingge's beautiful and delicate face suddenly turned pale, she hurriedly got up and walked out
Sure enough, there was a person leaning against the corner of the wall, wearing a mask, like a swallow, the gauze wrapped around his neck was soaked with blood, one hand was covering his chest, the lips exposed under the mask were as pale as snow, Eyes closed, panting heavily.

"Young Master!" Qingge exclaimed, walked over quickly, squatted beside Yan Bugui, with a worried expression on her face: "Young Master, what's wrong with you? Why did you suffer such a serious injury?"

Yan Bugui didn't answer.

Qingge just gritted her teeth, called Ruyue to help him up, and helped him into her room.

Yan Bugui came back from Qingyun Manor on horseback. Because he was injured, he didn't ride a fast horse, so he only returned to the city for half a day. However, his injury was not serious, even if he just rode a slow horse, the injury flared up , but he did not go back to his residence and Pinxiang Building here, but subconsciously came to Huahaoyueyuan, and when Huahaoyueyuan was outside, he could hardly hold on anymore, and the last bit of strength was only enough for him to come in here.

After helping Yan Bugui into the room, Yan Bugui was already in a coma, Qingge directly let him lie on her bed, and then took his pulse personally, with a serious expression on his face.

She knows medical skills, so she naturally knows that Yan Bugui's internal injuries are not serious.

After retracting her hand, she thought for a while and untied a blood-stained gauze on Yan Bugui's neck. When she saw the blood-clotting wound, her complexion changed, and she ordered Ruyue: "Go and make a pot Bring hot water, and find some medicine for healing!"

"Yes!"

Kisaragi bowed and retreated.

Then Qingge got up and walked to the dressing table not far away, took out a small porcelain bottle from Li Ce's most box, went to the bedside, poured out one, and stuffed it into Yan Bugui's mouth.

Soon, Ruyue came in with a basin of hot water, and Qingge twisted a towel herself to clean Yan Bugui's face and clean the wound.

After cleaning up, she put on a bandage with medicine, and after the bandage was finished, she was relieved.

Only then did Ru Yue ask: "Miss, do you want the servant to clean the room next door and let the young master live there?"　
After all, this is Qingge's boudoir, and Qingge is a gentleman, so it's not appropriate for a man to live in this room.　
Qingge shook her head: "No, it's fine for him to be raised in my room!"

"But you..."

Qingge said lightly: "I sleep on the soft couch outside!"

"Yes!"

Qingge lightly ordered: "You go out first, and tell Si Niang by the way, I won't be appearing tonight!"

"Yes!" Kisaragi bowed and retreated holding the water.

Watching the door being closed, Qingge then looked away and looked at Yan Bugui.

Yan Buhui was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his appearance, only his sharp outline, closed eyes and tight thin lips.

We have known each other for three years. From the time when she first came to Huahaoyueyuan and was embarrassed and forced her to sell herself, he suddenly appeared and rescued her to now. In three years, she has never seen his appearance. Every time he came to her, he wore I don't know if it's because he doesn't want people to see his face or because his appearance is shameful. In fact, she really wants to see his appearance.

This is the person she loves, but she doesn't even know what he looks like...

He used to be sober every time he came, and she had no chance to take off his mask to see his face, but this time, he came in this state and was still unconscious. This is a rare opportunity...

Thinking of this, Qingge reached out and touched his mask.

He was in a deep sleep, his breathing was steady, and he would not wake up for a while.

After struggling for a long time, Qingge couldn't help but gritted her teeth, took off the mask on his face, and then her eyes fell on his face, she was stunned for a moment, and then her pupils shrank suddenly, her eyes were full of disbelief.

The mask fell off from her palm and fell on the quilt...

　Alright, I’m sure I’m going to be complained about and there are fewer updates. I can’t do anything about it. Kawen is so serious today. Even though the plot has been sorted out, I just can’t write it. I’m so irritated, alas...

　　Congratulations, butler, you're here!

　　The activity of physical gifts ends at twelve o'clock tonight, it seems that there is still some time to fight, everyone is not enthusiastic, huh...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)