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

Chapter 88 089: Pain of No Return, Autumn Hunting Ceremony
Yan Bugui was in a coma all night, and only woke up in the afternoon of the second day.

As soon as he woke up and saw the place he was in, his first reaction was not his injury, but raised his hand to touch his face. When he felt that the mask was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, I noticed a very light and shallow brushing sound, which seemed to be the sound of strokes on paper.

He propped himself up and sat up, probably because of serious injuries, he struggled to get up, he couldn't help but gasped, which alarmed the person who was painting behind the table on the outside of the screen.

Soon, Qingge came over, walked into the screen, and saw him wake up, with a happy face.

"My lord, you're finally awake!"

Yan Bugui didn't speak, just sat there with his hands on his chest, his lips that were exposed outside the mask were tightly pressed, thinking about it didn't feel good.

Originally, the injury was not that serious, but he was lucky if he didn't die during the rush yesterday.

He didn't speak, but sang softly and said softly: "My lord, you have wounds on your body, you will tear the wound while sitting, you should lie down first!"

Yan Bugui shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, go and get me a glass of water first!"

Qingge nodded, turned around and poured a glass of water for Yan Bugui to drink.

Yan Bugui's mouth was dry, and after drinking water, he felt better.

After Qingge put the cup away, she asked softly: "How did you suffer such a serious injury? But what happened?"

Yan Bugui shook his head: "Nothing!"

That's what I don't want to say.

Qingge didn't ask any more questions.

He only said: "Qingge is quite quiet here, since the young master is here, let's recuperate here for the time being, Qingge will definitely take good care of the young master!"

Yan Bugui nodded: "Yeah!"

Qingge said again: "My lord, lean on first, I'll bring you the boiled medicine!"

Saying that, he went forward and took two soft pillows and put them behind him, then supported him to the back, pulled the quilt and covered him, then got up and walked out.

She knew that Yan Bugui would probably be able to wake up today, so she asked Ruyue to boil the medicine earlier, and now it is standing on the stove, but it can be poured out and brought in to drink, so she came in quickly with the medicine up.

After Yan Bugui finished drinking the medicine, he began to close his eyes and rest his mind again.

Qingge looked at him for a moment, then turned and walked out, continuing to paint.

It's just that that thought has long since disappeared.

Where the ink falls, it penetrates the back of the paper, rendering it like splashed ink.

Upon closer inspection, her hands were still slightly trembling.

And beside the table, there was already a thick stack of finished paintings, which she spent a whole night drawing.

She didn't sleep all night!
But now there is no trouble.

However, she felt that she needed a good night's sleep to calm down...

Thinking of this, Qingge stood up, took a look at Yan Bugui who was leaning there with closed eyes, and then walked out lightly.

Walking to the outside of the courtyard under a few Albizia julibrissin trees, there was a deck chair there, she ordered Kisaragi to fetch a blanket, and then lay down on it, closing her eyes and resting.

She closed her eyes for a long time before barely falling asleep, but in a daze, she had a dream, a nightmare that she had had countless times over the years, a very real and bloody dream, and not long after, she faintly heard Ru Yue's voice The sound, she screamed, opened her eyes suddenly and sat up like a carp.

Sweating profusely, sweating profusely, shortness of breath, and a very pale and ugly face.

Ruyue at the side hurriedly wiped her sweat, and asked nervously and worriedly: "Girl, are you having nightmares again?"

Qingge was still panting, her pretty and delicate face was as pale as paper, and she didn't speak.

Ruyue was about to ask something again, when a low and weak voice came from behind: "Qingge, what's wrong with you?"

Qingge raised her eyes abruptly, and saw Yan Bugui standing ten feet away from her, holding her heart and holding her heart, and there was a little bit of concern in her eyes.

He heard the last scream of her nightmare just now from inside.

Seeing him, Qingge couldn't care less about herself, hurriedly stood up, supported Yan Bugui and asked worriedly: "My lord, why did you come out? You are still seriously injured, so you shouldn't move around more!"

Yan Bugui said indifferently: "When I heard your cry, I came out to see, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing his caring question, Qingge smiled slightly, and said softly: "I had a nightmare, it doesn't matter, it will get better slowly, young master's injury is not healed, Qingge will help you go back to rest first! "

Yan Bugui nodded: "Yeah!"

Only then did Qingge support him and walk slowly back into the house.

Before entering the door, Yan Bugui stopped suddenly.

Qingge was puzzled: "What's wrong, young master?"

Yan Bugui asked lightly: "Is there any wine?"

Qingge's complexion changed slightly: "My lord, do you want to drink?"

"Ok!"

Qingge immediately frowned in disapproval and said: "How is this possible? The young master's injury is so serious, he should be taken care of, how can he drink?"

Yan Bugui said lightly: "I want to drink!"

"But your injury..."

Yan Bugui looked at her slightly sideways, with serious eyes, a little pleading: "Qingge, I just want to drink a little!"

What can Qingge do?
After knowing each other for three years, she never refuses his request, especially now, it is even more impossible for her to refuse, even if she knows it is wrong.

"How about I help you to sit down first, and then get the wine?"

"it is good!"

After supporting Yan Bugui to sit at the table, Qingge turned around to get a jar of Qingchrysanthemum wine specially brewed for Chongyang.

She was about to pour it into the cup when Yan Bugui reached out and snatched it away.

Seeing Yan Bugui directly holding the wine jar and drinking it with his head up, Qingge exclaimed: "Master!"

However, Yan Bugui still drank like this.

After all, Qingge didn't stop her, she had never seen him so emotional, never before.

This time, he came to her with injuries all over his body, and his mood was very different from before. He was very depressed, as if he had been hit by something, which made her really curious. He has such high martial arts skills, who hurt him so much? Look, what happened to hit him and made him feel so abnormal.

She was curious, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter, young master? Did something happen to you?"

He didn't answer, but said lightly: "Qingge, I want to kill again!"

This bland sentence seems to say, I want to go out for a walk.

But Qingge heard a trace of repressed pain in his calm words.

Qingge was stunned.

She knew Yan Bugui's identity, the head of the Bugui Sect, killing people was just commonplace, but he never said such things to her.

When they stayed together in the past, they just chatted about interesting things, or she played and danced, he listened and appreciated, and he sang about wine. He never said these bloody words to her.

She pursed her lips slightly, and asked softly, "Master, can you tell Qingge what happened?"

He took a sip of his wine and remained silent. Just when she thought he couldn't speak, he said lightly, "Two days ago, I met someone who reminded me of my sister!"

Qingge was stunned for a moment, then she was stunned for a long time before she twitched the corners of her mouth and raised her eyebrows: "My lord...and a younger sister?"

"Ok!"

Qingge smiled slightly: "Then Qingge is curious, where is she now? Since the young master misses her, why don't you go find her?"

Yan Bugui's eyelids drooped slightly, and he said flatly, "She's dead!"

Qingge's expression froze, and then she hurriedly said: "My lord, I'm sorry, Qingge shouldn't..."

"It's okay!"

Qingge's tone paused, and she lowered her eyes slightly, perhaps because she was afraid of saying the wrong thing again, so she didn't speak again.

There seemed to be tears in his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "My father and mother have four children, and my sister is the youngest. She is also the only girl in our family for more than 100 years and five generations. The whole family is very precious. Everyone was hurting her as if they were their lives. I thought that with so many people protecting her, she should be safe, smooth and carefree in this life, but in the end, we failed to protect her and let her die. It was so tragic that even the corpse was never left behind, hehe...it's useless..." Finally, he laughed hoarsely, it was extremely sad and unspeakable to laugh at himself, that laughter made people tremble, Qingge only felt that he was My heart was throbbing.

She couldn't bear it, and was about to persuade her: "My lord..."

He looked up at her, and said slowly: "Qingge, I'm really useless!"

He survived, but after living for so many years, he has not been able to avenge blood, failed to clear the family, failed to slaughter the entire Zhao family to pay homage to his relatives, and could not do anything.

Qingge smiled lightly: "How come? Young Master is very powerful, he is the most powerful person Qingge knows!"

He sneered, laughed at himself, and did not speak. Perhaps because of drinking, he looked a little weaker. Although his face could not be seen, his lips were a little whiter than before, and his breathing was weaker.

Qingge was a little worried, and hurriedly said: "Young master, the deceased is gone, don't think about it too much, your sister in the spirit of the sky would not want you to be like this, and now that you are injured, it is not appropriate to drink so much wine , go to rest, okay?"

Hearing her say these words, Yan Bugui murmured in a daze: "Hey...that little girl loves drinking the most..."

As he said that, he seemed to be feeling a little uncomfortable. He held his chest and gasped uncomfortably, and he began to lose consciousness...

……

After Chu Ling's death, Princess Tsinghua's death will be eight days away, so they will still live in Qingyun Manor for the rest of the day. Fu Yue is very comfortable eating, drinking, playing and sleeping every day. Anyway, she doesn't want to go back to Chu Palace to be bored.

The eldest princess of Tsinghua University has not arrived for a few days, but there is a news.

In the sunny and sunny afternoon, in the sweet-scented osmanthus forest, Fu Yue was eating snacks, and what he was eating was a joy.

Hearing what Chu Qing reported to Chu Yin, Fu Yue couldn't help asking curiously before Chu Yin even opened his mouth, "The autumn hunting ceremony? What is that?"

Chu Qing suddenly didn't know how to explain it to her.

Chu Yin explained with a good temper: "Just go hunting!"

"hunt……"

Fu Yue recalled that when she was in Qi State, her father would also hold hunting ceremonies, that is, riding on a horse and chasing animals to shoot arrows. Usually, whoever shoots the most is the best, but she never participated, and she always listened to her brother. She said it, but for some reason, although she had never participated in it, she knew what the so-called hunting was all about.

Chu Yin turned his head and lightly instructed Chu Qing: "Send an order back to Chu An to send someone into the palace to reject His Majesty, saying that Chu Palace will still not participate this year, so His Majesty need not worry about it!

"Yes!"

Chu Qing took the order and was about to retreat.

"Hey wait a minute!"

Chu Qing paused, and Chu Yin also looked at her: "What's wrong with the princess?"

Fu Yue asked puzzledly: "Why didn't you participate? I want to go!"

Chu Yin was a little funny: "You can't ride a horse, and you can't hunt prey. What are you doing there?"

It would be fine if he was healthy, but now he can't participate, it's just a joke for people from Chu Palace to go.

Fu Yue said: "Then I can go and play. When I was in Qi State, my father also held a hunting ceremony. I heard from my brother that it was very fun. I always wanted to participate, but my father never agreed. Now my father The emperor can't control me anymore, such a good opportunity, I also want to play!"

Chu Yin raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to play?"

Fu Yue nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and counted with her fingers: "Yes, it is August 29, isn't it said that the mother's death is on the second day of the second day? The hunting ceremony starts on the seventh day, so we will celebrate the mother's death." I'll go back on the day of my concubine's death, there's no time, why don't you participate?"

Chu Yin said indifferently: "You know, princess, to participate in the hunting ceremony is to hunt on horseback, and there is no one in Chu Palace to participate, so it is useless to go there, no fun!"

When he was young, he was indispensable for the autumn hunting ceremony every year, but since he became disabled, he was naturally unable to participate in this kind of occasion. The emperor once ordered someone to invite him to go, but he refused, and never looked for him again. But this year is different from previous years. The Chu Palace has been quiet for many years and has come back. He left the palace this year and married the princess. The emperor specially sent someone to invite him to participate. Presumably, it was to humiliate him and make the once prestigious Chu Palace a laughing stock again. Thoughtful.

Fu Yue stared: "Who said there is no one? Can't I? Can't my sister-in-law? And Xiao Xin'er, she told me that she can also ride a horse and shoot an arrow. How can there be no one?"

Chu Yin: "..."

Feng Yunshu and Chu Xin were fine, so why did she join in the fun?
Fu Yue looked pitiful: "Besides, it doesn't matter if you don't participate, I just want to have fun, otherwise I'll stay here or stay in the mansion, it's so boring!"

Chu Yin said lightly: "But camping in the wild for the hunting ceremony is not as good as being in the mansion or here, but it will be hard!"

"I'm not afraid of hardship!" She can eat both sweet and bitter, spicy food, but she is afraid of suffering?
joke!

Looking at her confident and fearless face, Chu Yin felt that he owed her in his previous life.

Because she is his princess after all, and she is the person Fu Qinglin entrusted him to take care of, plus what happened in the past few days always feels that she owes her, and she is even more afraid that he will not follow her. This girl feels wronged again, Chu Yin treats her , it can be regarded as obedience and obedience.

Sighing resignedly, he turned his head and told Chu Qing: "Since the princess wants to go, then go, send an order back to the mansion, let Chu An prepare!"

Chu Qing was startled: "My lord!"

Chu Yin frowned: "Why don't you go soon?"

Chu Qing had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the order to retreat.

Fu Yue smiled sweetly and flattered her face: "Hey hey hey, my lord and husband are so kind!"

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