Village Girl Struggle

When Mother Luo walked into the inner room with the medicine, Jiang Ying was sitting on the side weeping.

Zhao Xi stood behind her with a daunted expression, feeling helpless, as if she didn't know what to say or do.

Seeing the medicine in Mother Luo's hand, Jiang Ying's eyes brightened, as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

He rushed over and murmured incoherently, "Yes, yes, take the medicine. After drinking the medicine, Xiao Fengfeng will wake up..."

Seeing her like this, Mother Luo looked at Master Du Xiaohou, who was obviously the same on the couch as yesterday, and couldn't help being silent. She looked at Jiang Ying worriedly.

Seeing that Jiang Ying was going to feed the medicine again, Mother Luo and Zhao Xi both started to help Du Hong up.

Jiang Ying stretched his fingers on the acupuncture points on both sides of Du Hong's face. Du Hong's clenched teeth unconsciously released. Jiang Ying fed a spoonful. Du Hong didn't swallow, and he had to rely on Jiang Ying. Rubbing various points on his chest to drink smoothly into the abdomen.

Mother Luo murmured in her heart when she saw it.

The young lady is really good at feeding medicine with this hand, but it takes too much effort.

Although Zhao Xi's hands strongly supported Du Hong's back, she tried her best to stare at the tip of her nose, forbidden to aim at the scene of feeding the medicine.

There was sourness in my heart, but I tried my best to endure it.

After finally feeding all the medicine, Du Hong was laid flat on the bed.

Jiang Ying stared closely at Du Hong's face, as if hoping for a miracle.

As if someone's sincerity finally moved God, the tightly closed phoenix eyes of the person on the bed suddenly opened.

Jiang Ying was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly said, "Du Hong?"

But Du Hong's gaze was dumbfounded, staring straight ahead, ignoring the people in front of him.

But it closed again in a moment.

Jiang Ying yelled a few more times, but Du Hong didn't respond anymore.

Mother Luo persuaded, "Master Du Hou was seriously injured. I think he hasn't woken up for a while, so he should be able to raise it for a few days."

"Um!"

Jiang Ying nodded heavily, tears in his eyes, but there was a hint of relief.

This seems to be a sign of improvement.

Du Hong's injury was as Sure enough that Mother Luo said, by the third day, there was a noticeable improvement.

Someone lying on the bed will open his eyes after feeding the concoction. Although it is dazed, it only takes less than a few dozen breaths to open, but it is also stronger than the previous scene like a thousand-year-old stone statue. How many…

On the night of the third day. Du Hong even moved his fingers a few times.

The dark clouds in Jiang Ying's heart gradually dissipated, and there were signs of clearness.

Under the persuasion of everyone, Jiang Ying, who had been guarding the bed, went back to his room and slept.

The warm-hearted young boy Zhao Xi has taken on the responsibility of taking care of Du Hong personally these days.

Du Shun, who was already suffering from injuries, had to hold on to take care of his father Hou. However, this big man almost fell when he got out of the room, and was helped by Ding Bao.

Du Shun seemed to be in a gloomy mood. Although he was not in a coma like his master, he could lie on the bed and eat decoctions. However, those who came would not refuse, but they hardly spoke a lot, and looked very thoughtful.

Of course, the people who came to see him were Ding Bao and Wang Chougu, and Lingye Lingzhi.

Xiao Fengfeng was not awake, and Jiang Ying's thoughts were naturally on him. Where can I think of others.

Afternoon on the fourth day.

Qiuyang shone into the room through the flower window, and Du Hong, who was still sleeping on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

here we go again!

Zhao Xi, who was changing Du Hong's shirt, rolled her eyes.

This Du Xiaohou always does this...

Every time he wakes up, Xiao Yingkong is happy.

Zhao Xi's eyes rolled. Two paws were stretched out quickly, one by one in front of Du Hong's eyes, forming an eagle grasping shape.

He stared and wrinkled his nose and cocked the side of his mouth, sticking out his tongue, making a big grimace.

Otherwise, it is not enough to express his contempt!

Du Xiaohou, who is so disgusting, want to wake up. To hang up or not.

It's simply tossing Xiao Yingying's emotion and spirit for nothing!

He wouldn't be as surprised as Mother Luo did to tell Xiao Ying and then watched this guy close his eyes again, Xiao Ying's expression of disappointment and tears!

Du Xiaohou, Du Xiaohou. Do you kick your legs by the way when you don't close your eyes for Mao?

Xiaoying hasn't fallen asleep for a few days!

Du Hong opened his eyes for a few dozen breaths, blinked, and his blurred vision gradually became clear.

An enlarged grimace suddenly appeared in front of him, and there were two claws that kept opening and closing on both sides of the grimace!

Du Hong's first reaction was to punch out.

Of course, that is impossible.

He just shook his lower arm, and felt the pain of the bones all over his body as if they were torn apart.

"…Who are you?"

Fortunately, it can still make a sound, but after not using it for a few days, it becomes hoarse and low.

Zhao Xi's two eagle claws froze in the air, and her grimace froze for a few breaths.

I'm going, this Du Xiaohou is really dead, and he can wake up even if he is injured like that, really...

Zhao Xi quickly retracted his small paw, and the grimace recovered quickly.

Presented to Lord Du Hou, who had just woke up, was a 13-year-old jade-faced little man.

Zhao Xi folded her arms, stood up from the side of the couch, raised her chin slightly, and looked down from the top to the bottom of a certain Houye who was half-undressed.

"My little master's surname is Zhao Mingxi. I have been looking after you these days. My little master is so handsome, you don't have to beg to thank you little master for me."

Although Du Hong waking up meant the biggest threat to grab Xiaoying with Zhao Xi...

However, Zhao Xi happily thought that when Du Hong woke up, it was not Xiao Ying but himself, which was really refreshing!

Du Hong frowned his long eyebrows, and his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, wondering where Zhao Xi is sacred?

The fragments before his faint flashed through his slightly dull mind, firelight, escape, secret road, arrow rain...

A ray of light flashed in Du Hong's squinted phoenix eyes.

The second prince colluded with Gao Han, he, at this time, should be in jail, a prisoner of that side!

But Du Hong really couldn't remember that the second prince or Gao Han's subordinate, there was such a young man.

This boy is probably only thirteen or fourteen. Wouldn't it be too young to use such a person as a subordinate?

Du Hong's eyes turned around, and he could see that the room he was in was small. But the furnishings are still delicate and fresh.

But he was lying flat on the couch with his shirt open and his chest exposed...

Du Hong's eyes darkened.

Had it not been for a young boy in front of him, and replaced by other men or women, I'm afraid Du Hong would have the urge to kill.

At least this young man was inexplicably stinky and arrogant, but his eyes were clear and clear, but he couldn't deceive anyone.

"...Which side are you? The second prince, or Gao Han?"

Although Du Hong was very skeptical, he complained with Gao Han. He would be so generous and generous to arrange for himself in such a comfortable residence.

Zhao Xi's apricot eyes rolled, and he smiled, "I only asked so many words when I only woke up. It seems that the little Houye is not injured and his life is safe."

Haha, I just won't tell you, Xiaoying is here.

Xiaoying guarded you for three or four days, but she went to wash her face. You guy with no character is sober, and the first thing I saw, it was the young and invincible young master of Yushu Linfeng. I wow ha ha ha...

After all, is the pain of a rival in love our joy!

Who would let this fellow shamelessly act first when he is not by Xiaoying's side...

Thinking of hearing what Xiao Ying said to this guy that night, Zhao Xi had the urge to knock this guy out again.

Du Hong noticed that Zhao Xi's eyes changed sharply, and his expression instantly changed.

Even Gao Han's subordinates. You don’t need to show such an expression, right?

This is obviously like the resentment that he grabbed his heart*candy! juvenile?

Zhao Xi delayed Du Hongling back and forth with a murderous sight wave, thinking that if Xiaoying came back, he saw that he only changed the clothes halfway to the boy and didn't care about it. Don't you have to think that you are duplicity and vicious?

"These days, your smelly clothes are all the help of my little master..."

Zhao Xi sniffed and made an expression of disgust.

Du Hong raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Are you asking for a reward?"

Zhao Xi curled her lips, "Master Du Hou is already a prisoner. How dare you give me a reward?"

If it weren't for this fight, I would accompany Xiaoying by his side. It must be roaming around so happy and happy.

"My little master is telling you that even though you wake up, you still can't move. My little master will still take care of you..."

While talking, he helped Du Hong change his shirt and changed his body into a clean and comfortable one.

Du Hong suddenly wanted to understand, "Your master is not Gao Han and the second prince, but which one is it? Where is my attendant Du Shun?"

If it were those two, they would never be so polite to myself, who helped the emperor and the princes escape.

"Du Shun is still alive."

Zhao Xi smiled slightly, and after changing Du Hong's clothes, he patted with both hands upside down, as if to pat some dust off.

But I didn't say that this was Jiang Ying's yard, and let Du Hong's own imagination go.

Du Hong breathed a sigh of relief, Du Shun and Du Zhongke were both old people with him.

Such a loyal and agile player, Du Hong is naturally hard to let go.

Zhao Xi raised her eyes and looked into the courtyard, but did not see Jiang Ying's trace.

"As for who is my master? ... Master Du Hou's injury is so serious, it is better to heal the injury, so you don't have to worry about other things."

Zhao Xi had a joyful prank in her heart, "I'm going to help Master Hou get medicine."

Zhao Xi stepped briskly, turned her head and walked out of the room.

He would rather feed Du Hong medicine by himself than to see Jiang Ying do it.

That scene was too cruel!

Well, apart from Zhao Xi feeling weird, Du Hong only felt awkward.

Looking at the fine white porcelain bowl held in the hands of the thirteen-year-old boy, the concoction was blackened, and it was in sharp contrast with the whiteness of the porcelain bowl.

Although the young man with the medicine had his eyes straight, he couldn't conceal a hint of hostility hidden between his brows and eyes.

"You don't need a spoon, please bring it in front of me, just drink it directly."

Imagine a young boy who is too young, who is not his own servant, but feeds himself with spoons spoon by spoon. This kind of scene is weird whatever you think.

"Then dare to love it."