Mad concubine comes: Prince husband take it easy

"What's the matter?"

Rong Jinye was beside her and clearly felt the change of Su Muyan's mood.

Su Muyan didn't make a sound. He sat back silently and put down the curtain.

It's just that the pupils are tight and the hands are unconsciously clenched.

The carriage passed without any trouble.

Everything is calm.

Until I turned the corner, got to Temo's own place and settled down in the name of staying in the hotel

"My brother."

Su Muyan suddenly made a noise and looked complex.

Rong Jinye lay on the bed and looked at her boldly, "what did you say?"

"Just now, when we left, the one posted on the bulletin board had my brother's name."

Su Muyan said word by word. Obviously, she just glanced at it. At that moment, she was stunned and saw Su Muheng's name from above.

Rong Jinye pondered. No wonder she didn't look right just now.

"What does it say?"

"Soon, ask and cut."

Rong Jinye sat up, "don't worry, are you sure? I mean, can you read it wrong? After all, I just took a quick look..."

When they left, the notice had just been posted.

After only a short moment, it is really possible to read wrong.

Su Muyan shook his head, "not sure."

At that time, there was no time and opportunity to stop to confirm. Now, hearing Rong Jinye say so, she would rather be dazzled and wrong.

Rong Jinye was relieved. "In this way, I'll send someone to confirm whether it's true or false. We can't decide what to do next until it's confirmed."

"Yes."

Knock Knock Knock——

"Master, old Feng is here."

There was a sound outside.

"Come in."

"Yes."

As soon as the door opened, a sneaky figure came in, holding a large group of something in his arms, bent his back, looked around, and then stood up straight at the moment of seeing Rong Jinye lying on the bed.

"It's not as serious as they say. I thought you were dying."

Yun Yao's face sank and he was about to get angry. Rong Jinye took it back with a look in his eyes, "Yun Yao, go and help me call the shopkeeper in."

"Yes." Yunyao got the order and turned to leave.

Feng Guishou smiled. He was obviously angry with others, but he was very happy with the result that he had no way.

Hum, who makes this dead kid always disrespect him, an old man.

"Come on, let me see." Feng GUI said, taking out the big medicine box he had been holding from his arms, put it aside and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Rong Jinye took off his clothes with Feng Guishou's "tut tut" voice, "the injury is really deep. You haven't fainted yet. The master is really extraordinary. I heard that you took my special pill first? It should still be very useful. Come on, I've brought a lot more this time, just for the master."

Feng Guishou said, reaching out to take it out of the medicine box, and then saw him take out a wine gourd!

An ordinary medicine bottle can hold three or four pills at most, but the wine gourd is so big that it can hold two or three hundred!

Rong Jinye's face turned black for a moment, "if you can't cure it, change someone."

It was obviously a very common sentence, but somehow it made people feel that a cold air jumped up behind them.

Feng Guishou immediately threw the wine gourd into the medicine box and locked it completely, "cough! You didn't see anything just now, misunderstanding! It's all misunderstanding!"

"Master."

At this time, Yunyao has come back with the shopkeeper's.

The shopkeeper followed Yunyao and bowed respectfully, "see the master and madam."

Rong Jinye nodded, "I have something to tell you to do. There is a bulletin board at the city gate. A new bulletin board was posted not long ago. Find someone who doesn't punch a hole and write down the contents of the bulletin. Remember, don't leak a word. Come back and give it to me."

"Don't worry, master! My subordinates will do it now!"

The shopkeeper came and left in a hurry.

Here, Feng Guishou finally began to do business. The scissors cut the gauze sharply, took off the wound, and then pulled it out.

While taking away, he boasted, "who wrapped you up? It's a good technique."

"That's naturally incomparable to you." Rong Jinye lay prone and said softly.

Feng Guishou suddenly blew up. "Who said that? I dare to say that I have the ability to see a doctor and save people. Second, no one dares to say first in the world. Who is that person? Call him out and have a competition with me."

If anyone dares to threaten his old man's status, he will poison that man to see the Lord of hell immediately!

Just thinking so, but looking at Rong Jinye, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, "why call it no, isn't it far away and near?"

Feng Guishou looked in the direction he pointed - and saw Su Muyan standing at the door absentmindedly.

He coughed quickly. "Then there's no need to come in. Beauty is in the eyes of lovers. No matter how well I behave, master, you will be partial to my wife."

Feng Guishou said while secretly congratulating himself. Fortunately, he didn't say what he thought just now.

Otherwise, he would have been listed as the target of the whole hermit building.

Rong Jinye smiled and said nothing.

Of course he will be fair and partial. If he is not partial, what is the reason?

Feng Guishou was a little nervous. He quickly treated Rong Jinye's wound, and then took out a silk pinching box from the medicine box.

It opened with a snap, and there were needles and thread inside.

Feng Guishou is old, but his eyes are very good. He wears needles and leads, moves quickly, and is ready to wear them at once.

The thread is transparent and very thin. I can't see what it is.

"Your wound is too long. I want to sew it for you. Do you want to use hemp boiling powder? It's less painful. If you don't, you'll recover a little faster."

Rong Jinye thought for a moment, "No."

It is uncertain whether Su Muheng's affair is true or not. If it is really related to Su Muheng, they will certainly not stay in this place for long. He needs to recover as soon as possible and can't let Su Muyan get involved alone.

"That's good." Feng Guishou turned around, "madam, help me get a cloth towel."

Su Muyan turned and saw it on the shelf next to him, so he didn't go over and took it down and sent it to him.

Feng GUI rolled his hand casually and sent it to Rong Jinye's mouth, "you bite, I'll start."

Rong Jinye opened her mouth and bit.

Then I felt the tingling behind my back, and the feeling of wire passing through the skin and flesh was very clear.

However, the feeling of sewing needle is not as painful as expected. The pain of wound has long covered the pain of threading needle.