Si Tian Guan

    Blood flowed down from her forehead, and she couldn't open her eyes.

    Qu Chenzhou wanted to struggle with all his strength, but some hands grabbed his hair and couldn't even shake his head.

    The wound on the back waist that could not be closed was painful, and the chest was a little tight.

    In a trance, all the restraining power suddenly disappeared, he suddenly fell softly to the ground, and heard someone roaring above his head.

    "Chongming! I allow you to move out, not for you to hide such a little beast in the room!"

    "I said why do you suddenly want two bowls of steamed puff pastry and salty snacks, is it all for him!"

    "I'm your mother, when have you ever been so considerate to me? Huh?"

    "You can do as many housemaids as you want, but not men!"

    "Which slave is he? Give it back to me! Or I'll kill him!"

    He was hugged by someone, and the shrill voice blocked their way: "Leave him!"

    "This is my place, he is my person," Liu Chongming's voice was full of anger, but word by word, as if to nail the words into the other person's head: "You If you want to move him, you have to ask me if I agree!"

    "I'm your mother! You just talk to me like that!" Mrs. Liu screamed.

    "You are my mother, so I didn't drive you out immediately, but please respect me, don't interfere in my affairs without my permission."

    "Liu Chongming!" Mrs. Liu's voice was crying: "I don't allow you to touch this dirty thing! Put it down!"

    Qu Chenzhou's body swayed a bit, it seemed that someone was rushing up and vying for him, the surroundings were a mess, the clearest was Liu Chongming's violent drinking.

    "Come on, send Madam out! No one is allowed to let her in without my order!"

    Mrs. Liu's hysterical crying and scolding disappeared, and all the noise gradually subsided.

    The man holding him trotted and quickly laid him flat on the bed.

    He wanted to try hard to open his eyes that were stuck with the dried blood, someone put his hand on his forehead and whispered, "Don't open it yet."

      , and slowly melt the clotted blood.

    The mansion doctor also stood by the bed, opened the medicine box, and asked, "Master Shizi, I'll do the next thing."

    Liu Chongming got up and walked away, watching the government doctor take off Qu Chenzhou's clothes, leaving only a thin layer of trousers, thinking of something, he turned his face slightly for a moment, and endured it again He kept turning back, carefully watching the movements of the government doctor.

    "Don't worry, Shizi, it's just trauma, it's not serious," the doctor pressed down on the bruise on the front of the chest and gave a few needles: "There's no bruise inside, thank God, The bones are not broken, it’s okay, it’s just…”

    He looked at Liu Chongming's face carefully: "Sir, how should I use the medicine?"

    The last time he proposed to use Yulin ointment, he was rejected by the prince, so he didn't know whether the prince wanted this person to die or live, or just hang on.

    "Use the best."

    The government doctor was relieved, checked Qu Chenzhou's whole body carefully, put the medicine, and then re-wet the towel covering his eyes and wiped off the blood that was pouring out of his face.

    "Sir, this scar on Brother Qu's face," the government doctor pressed his fingertips on the wound before confirming, "The wound was not properly treated with medicine, it should have just been sprinkled with some plant ashes, pus and blood and The grass and ash are mixed together, and it is just so hard to grow. Dirt is wrapped under the skin, no wonder it is bulging so high."

    "You mean..."

    "Is it really good?" Liu Chongming was surprised and delighted.

    "I'm not sure yet, I have to wait for the medicine to see the effect."

    The gloomy mood of the whole day was finally cleared up because of these few words.

    In these eyes, Liu Chongming felt a kind of guilt all his life, if he hadn't stayed in Huanyi Building for so long today, he wouldn't have let his mother take advantage of this loophole and let people eat for nothing so much suffering.

    When he watched the charming young man undress in the Huanyi Building, what was Qu Chenzhou going through?

    "Sorry..."

    Qu Chenzhou spoke softly, which made him stunned for a moment: "Why do you apologize?"

    "Because of me, you and your wife quarreled..."

    "Don't mention her," Liu Chongming briefly brought it over, even if there is no such thing as today, his mother is keen to meddle in his other affairs, and quarreling is a common occurrence: "Don't move, I'll give it to you Put some medicine on your face, it will hurt a little, just bear with it."

    His fingers dipped in jade ointment were blocked.

    "No..."

    "It won't hurt very much," Liu Chongming rarely had such patience, and he didn't realize that his voice would become so soft, as if he was coaxing a child who refused to take medicine: "Definitely not. There will be other wounds that hurt as much, just bear with it."

    "Thank you for your kindness." Qu Chenzhou slowly pushed away the hand in front of him: "No need."

    He naturally knew that Yulin ointment could cure his face. In the last life, Chongming tried every means for him, and finally asked the imperial doctor who specially walked in Liu Guifei's palace to re-slash him The wound was healed with Yulin ointment.

    "What?"

    "If my face is healed," Qu Chenzhou looked up at the thin and thin gauze curtain - this place will no longer belong to him soon, and said softly: "I will return to Qisheng later. Upstairs, I'm afraid life will be difficult..."

      Du Quan.

    For a moment, he suddenly wanted Qu Chenzhou to feign death, and from then on he changed his face and lived in another identity, but these eyes can't be changed no matter what, he can only live in invisible places place.

    He wanted to ask several times - would he be willing to stay for him, stay by his side, and see no one else again, but Baishiyan's reminders woke him up several times.

    Is he really unknowingly poisoned without knowing it?

    "Qu Chenzhou, have you... have you ever struggled for yourself?" He heard his own voice indistinct, and he didn't know whether he was asking others or himself.

    "Yes," Qu Chenzhou answered quickly, raised his hand to touch his face, and blood came out from the place just cleaned.

    His eyes fell on Liu Chongming's face, and he replied calmly: "It's just a failure."

    When Du Quan stood in the yard with a fake smile, Liu Chongming was not surprised.

    With the help of Qu Chenzhou, he once again rectified the people in the inner courtyard.

    His people won't tell these things, but the mother will, and maybe even add oil to emphasize his love for the little slave.

      And Mrs. Liu is supporting.

    In the past few days, he and Qu Chenzhou have never mentioned this matter again, and they are still reading, chatting, drinking tea, picking flowers, and sometimes hand-talking as before. .

    He could see that Qu Chenzhou is a very smart person, he considers the long-term, moves forward and back in moderation, and is very measured in what to say and what not to say.

    So every time I think of the figure running and fleeing in the street, the boy kneeling there stubbornly shaking his head and refusing to speak, and the calm voice of "It's just a failure", it's as if there was a His hands were choking his throat, making it hard to breathe.

    Until he handed over the person to Du Quan, he still didn't ask anything.

    About those manners, about conversation, about life experience, about divination, maybe his means are not enough, he really can't ask, maybe he doesn't really want to know.

    "Hmm."

    Liu Chongming did not expect that one day he would admit such a most taboo thing.

    "That's good," Du Quan smiled and pulled Qu Chenzhou over to praise: "The prince has vision, many guests have asked about Brother Xiao Qu before, I didn't agree, he was clean, and I knew he would meet a distinguished guest sooner or later."

    As if aware of the gaze falling on him, Qu Chenzhou slowly raised his gaze, as if he saw the question again in Liu Chongming's eyes.

    "Have you ever struggled with yourself?"

    Of course he did, and in the end he ended up hanging his corpse and showing it to the public, but...it can be regarded as benevolence.

    Du Quan had something to say a few times, seeing that Liu Chongming just answered it simply, he had to give up, looked back at Qu Chenzhou, and scolded: "Shen Zhou, it is a blessing for the lord to spoil you, don't forget it. Take off your identity, take off."

    Liu Chongming was startled, seeing that Qu Chenzhou had stopped for a moment, but he actually took off his girdle first, and then slowly took off his shirt.

    "What is this doing?!"

    Du Quan hurriedly explained to him: "Shizi does not know something, the law of Dayu, they can't wear such fine silk and satin, and the officials will punish them when they walk on the street."

    Qu Chenzhou never looked up at him, endured shame, took off his long shirt and trousers, just put his hand on the waistband of his trousers, stopped for a moment, turned his face away.

    This kind of embarrassment, I don't want Chongming to see it.

    The person behind him kicked him impatiently, he staggered two steps, knelt on the ground, and with a heart, ripped off his belt.

    "Du Quan."

    He heard Liu Chongming's voice.

    "Come here, go and get three hundred taels."

    Du Quan was beaming with joy. He boasted and embarrassed him, and he was waiting for this. He smiled and said, "How good is this, how good is this."

    He never thought that one day he would arrange such a thing for himself: "Brother Xiao Qu has served well, I am very satisfied, this is a reward for you."

    "Nature, nature."

    With the money, the last pair of shameless trousers was left by Enzhun, and the person on the side handed over the burden, and asked Qu Chenzhou to change into coarse linen, and then passed a rope through his wrist on the slave ring.

    Du Quan took the money with a smile on his face, and said diligently, "The prince will often come to Qishenglou for tea in the future."

    "Well," Liu Chongming said casually: "Take care of him, I'll see him another day."

    There is no excuse to hold back, he can only watch the group gradually go away.

    "The sinking boat..."

    I don't know if I heard his whispers, or something else, before disappearing at the door, Qu Chenzhou stopped and looked back at him again.

    Then leave.