MTL - I Am This Type of Woman-Chapter 92 city

Cheng'an Bofu is noisy at the moment, but fortunately, it will not be flustered. The doctors raised in the government are good at treating typhoid headaches, but they are not good at bruises. The housekeeper invited someone to the hospital to call the doctor. As a result, no one came for a long time. He was so angry that he couldn’t help but swear a few words. He turned his head and asked the doctor outside.

When the uncle was taken back today, the people in Cheng Anbo were shocked. On the back of the uncle, all the blood was on the back. The **** who sent the grandfather back did not say anything. He just took a ceremony and turned away and hurriedly left. Even the time for drinking the saliva did not.

The housekeeper was anxious and worried, but in addition to the grandfather, there was no one who could be the master. He could only come out with several members of the government to arrange the affairs of the government.

Everyone is diligent when it comes to the scenery on weekdays. But with a little bit of desolateness, even the doctors will benefit from harm. If it is a side person, the housekeeper may still understand this kind of thing, but the party is his own grandfather, and his heart will inevitably have some resentment.

"Grandfather grandfather," a little sly ran back, "The doctor is here!"

"Is it the old doctor of Pinghe Hall?"

Xiao Yan gasped and shook his head.

"Don't you ask the doctor to go to Peace Hall?"

"Small people just walked halfway, they met the people of Jingting Government," Xiao Xiao explained quickly. "It turned out that the master of the Jingting government heard that the uncle had something to do, and sent the doctors from their house. It is."

The butler was very happy, and let Xiao Xiao put the doctor into the yard where the grandfather was. The people in the heart of the Jingting government were grateful to the extreme. At the crucial moment, it was the future of the master's family.

Throughout the ages, there are fewer people who send charcoal in the snow, and there are fewer people who add icing on the cake. At this juncture, the Jingting Mansion is still brave enough to send people over, and this mind is already beyond the reach of others.

He just turned around and did not take a few steps, and listened to people to report, the Fule County and the Jingting Gongshi came to visit.

"Hurry up!" Butler thought, this seems to be the first time for the Fule County to come to the house?

Thinking of this, he couldn’t stand it anymore, turning his head to the management behind him. "A grand reception, you can’t be slack off on the county and the world!"

"Yes."

The spirit of the people in Cheng’an’s house is shocked. It seems that what happened today is not a big deal. The fiancee’s fiancee is very favored in front of her majesty. She has been circling from it, even if she really has angered her knees, her majesty does not. It will be too difficult for the grandfather.

When Ban Yi and Ban Heng entered the door, they received a warm reception from Cheng Anbo. She just came down from the horse and the hair was slightly loose. But she didn't care much. She glanced over the people, and finally picked a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade dress. "How is your grandfather?"

"Back to the county, now the doctor is healing the uncle."

"Take me in the past." The class walked straight ahead. Although she did not know where she lived, the main structure of the family house with knighthood was regular. She still knew the general direction.

"Counter, please go here," the butler saw the class squatting and then slammed for a moment, then ran to catch up with the class, and took her to the yard of the uncle.

In the inner courtyard, Rong Rong was on the bed and looked at the two doctors who stood in the house with respect. He did not speak, and the room was quiet and unusual.

"Bo Ye." Du Jiu, who was at the bedside, couldn't help but say, "You... let the two doctors look at it."

Rong Rong lowered his eyes and said, "There is no panic and confession that the courtiers should have after being punished by the emperor. A face is as calm as water, and people can't see half-emotion.

After a long while, he said: "There is work."

"Don't dare." A doctor was busy at the ceremony. "I am also waiting for the life of the county owner and the world."

"Thank you for the care of the world and the county owner," Rong Rong's lips were a little white. "The two doctors please come forward."

The doctor looked closer and found that the clothes and blood on the back of Rong Rong had already condensed together. They looked at each other with a dignified look. They took the silver-clear scissors from the medicine box. "Bo, your clothes and wounds have already been Sticking together, we have to cut your clothes with scissors, it may be a little painful, do you need to use sesame?"

"What effect will it have?" Rong Rong understands that if there is no impact, the doctor will not specifically ask him if he needs it.

"Occasionally, it doesn't have much impact, but if it's not good, it's easy to affect people's minds, but it's dependent on it..."

"No, you cut it directly," Rong Rong closed his eyes. "Quickly start."

The two doctors took a deep breath, bite their teeth, and took the scissors to start slowly handling the clothes and wounds.

The clothes in the early summer were thin, and it was easy to cut them. After seeing the degree of injury, both of them were relieved. The injury looked scary, but did not hurt the bones and the inner abdomen. Although they are civilian doctors, they have also seen many people who have been beaten and injured. Some people have been looked at on the injured face. It has not been clear for a few days. When I saw the official, I finally asked him to check it, only to know that it was actually hurting the internal organs.

"Bo, you have a very serious injury, we have to clean up the cloth a little bit." Every time I peeled off a piece of cloth, there was blood seeping out. The doctor used cotton gauze to stop bleeding, and it was already sweating.

After a while, a pile of **** gauze had been thrown on the ground, but the wound was only processed for more than half.

"County, county owner, you wait a minute..."

The door was pushed open, and a gust of wind blew into the house. The gauze fluttered in the wind, and opened his eyes and saw the woman standing at the door.

She was dressed in a plain coat, with a slanting slant and a red smudge on her cheek. The sun behind her was as golden as gold, and he couldn't help but blink. When she opened her eyes again, the woman had opened the gauze and walked over to his bed.

He looked at her slyly, and it was awkward.

"Are you ok?"

She stood at the edge of the bed and looked at him. The expression on her face seemed to be dignified. It seemed to be concerned. It seemed that there were other emotions that he could not understand. His brain has never been so blank as it is now. The only thing that can be done is to stare at her eyes, as if to be sure that the person in front of me is true or false.

"Fuller County Lord." Du Jiu gave a banquet to the class.

Ban Yi looked at Rong Wei's weakened back, his eyes twitching and turned to look at Du Jiu. "What happened?"

"I..." Rong Rong said.

"What you should do now is to lie quietly in bed," Ban said, sinking his face and screaming. "Either you let your guard not answer my question, or you choose to shut up!"

The graceful and masculine accomplices opened his mouth and finally chose to be silent.

Du Jiu looked at the uncle who closed his eyes again. It was a bit dumbfounded at the moment. This is to let him tell the truth, or not let him tell the truth. Also, although the upper body of the uncle can not see the flesh and blood in the upper part of the body, but it can be regarded as a half-naked upper body, the county owner so big to come in and see the grandfather, who is this missing?

Seeing the grandfather chooses silence under the prestige of the county magistrate, Du Jiuyi bites and squats on the class: "The county lord, when the uncle and Yao Daren entered the palace, the sire suddenly became furious, saying that the grandfather and Yao The adults did not teach the princes badly, and led the princes to walk the road. Under the urgency, people played the board of the uncle and Yao Daren."

“Teaching is not good?” Ban Yi frowned. “The Prince is his eldest son, and he is older than Rong Rong. Even if he made a mistake, he can blame him?”

Du Jiu, the emperor who can reason, is that the emperor?

"What happened to the Prince?" Ban Yi felt that the emperor could not inexplicably lose his temper. This is not like the style of Yun Qingdi. Can it be said that people have been ill and even their personality has changed?

"This..." Du Jiu hesitated and turned to look at Rong Rong.

"I want you to talk to me, what do you think he does?" The class faintly said, "If you can say it, you can't say it."

Rong Rong opened his eyes and looked at Du Jiu.

"There is nothing in front of the county owner, and there is nothing that can't be said." Du Jiu's look is subtle. "Last night, someone discovered that the prince and a genius around him had confided. After the discovery of the middle of the night, the talented person It is."

“Self-stricken?” The class raised an eyebrow. “Which person?”

"Lin Cairen."

The class suddenly remembered that after Lin Jinren entered the palace, he had been greeted for a few days, but due to her birth problems, the position in the harem was not high.

When the Emperor was there, there was a Lin Biao who was given a day in the harem of witchcraft. Now this Lin Cairen is the same as the emperor Lin Biao. What's more interesting is that these two Lin's are the people of the Lin family.

The same family is different from the same family.

When Rong Rong’s grandmother married the Lin family, she was affected by the royal political struggle and was eventually turned into a public. The Lin family was also affected.

She also suspected that when the Emperor was in power, the Lin Biao, who was given a white scorpion, was really so badly ended because he used witchcraft or was implicated by the Lin family. The truth of this matter, apart from the emperor, I am afraid no one knows.

"It turned out to be her." To understand the cause and effect of these things, the class sighed, and Rong Rong was considered an innocent disaster. In the past few years, he lived alone, and he did not see the Lin family close to him. Now the Lin family’s son-in-law has made a shackle, and the prince is unclear, and the emperor has angered him.

Looking at the pale face of the bed, frowning and sitting down on the stool next to it, "How is the injury of the uncle?"

"Back to the county, Rong Boye's injury is a bit serious, but fortunately, there is no injury in the lungs, or it will leave the root of the disease." A doctor with a sweat on his head, finally took all the fabric on the wound Down, let him admire that Rong Boye did not even say anything.

Seeing that his lips are white and blue, Pan Yi frowned. "You are a grandfather, you don't know how to let the guards lighten?"

"When you are angry, your guards don't dare to be too perfunctory. If you are angered, the consequences will be more serious." Rong Xiao smiled. "You don't have to worry, I have nothing."

"Who cares about you?" the class snorted. "I was worried that my fiancé had some problems, and I had to bear a crime."

"I can rest assured that I will not let you suffer such grievances," Rong Rong said, and the class was too far away. He could not hold her hand, but he himself reached out. Touching the wound on the body, I couldn't help but frown.

"Let's lie in bed and raise your wounds. What's the move?" The class was stunned, but Rong Rong still looked at her gently.

Her lips moved and finally patted on his hand. "Okay, hey, take your hand back."

Rong Rong chuckled and slammed his hand back.

"Bo, we have to disinfect your wounds, and you have to bear some."

For the doctor, wine is the best disinfectant, they use wine to cleanse the blood on his body, and the fine cloth that may be hidden in the wound. However, wine is undoubtedly a huge stimulus to the wound. It is tolerant and tolerant. When the wine touches the wound, the muscles of the whole body can't help but tighten. The sweat left behind the forehead, some fell into the pillow, and some fell into his eyes, causing his eyes to hurt.

The wine is mixed with blood, and the **** smell is entangled with the wine. It is not a good smell.

Rong Rong looked at the class with a cold sweat: "Hey, the room is stuffy, you go out to blow the hair."

"I am blowing outside every day, it doesn't matter if I blow it for a while," Ban said that even his neck was white, his voice was a lot smaller. "Do not worry, although you are ugly now, I will not disappoint you."

With great pain, Rong Rong was laughing out loud: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The class sat firmly in the chair and did not move.

Soon the sweat from the body drenched the whole body, and the doctor put a green herb on his wound. "Bo, the house you lived recently, pay attention to the wind and the door and window, not too stuffy. Also we It will also open a prescription. The main effect of Fang Zi is to stop bleeding and purulent. After all the wounds are good, you can use blood. If you make up too much, it will be harmful to your wounds."

"There is a labor." When the wound was applied to his back, he felt a comfortable feeling of cold spread throughout the body, and even the pain disappeared by more than half.

"Bo is very polite," said the older doctor. "The most unbearable time when disinfecting, but the uncle did not call a bitter, I will admire."

"It doesn't hurt to call it, it's better to maintain some demeanor in front of the beautiful woman," Rong said with a smile. "In any case, the two have helped me a lot."

When Ben Heng, who just walked to the door, heard this sentence, couldn't help but sigh, and it hurt like this. It is not good to lie in bed to raise a wound, and there is energy to please sell it in front of his sister. Is this the gentleman's wind?

"I don't dare to be thanked by the grandfather," the doctor said. "The grandfather must pay attention to the recent diet, and must not eat the hair. We will go to your home to change the medicine for the grandfather every day."

After saying this, the doctor gave a ritual to the class: "The county owner, his subordinates."

"You go back first," Ban said, beheading the doctor, turning his head and yelling. "The weather is getting hotter and hotter. You have blood on your bed and you can't lie down. Wait for a pain, let people change rooms for you." ""

"It is so," Rong said with apologetics. "There is labor today."

"I am just moving my mouth. It is the doctor who does the work. There is nothing to do." Ban Yi sighed and was ordered by the emperor to be the most responsible. It was not a good thing for the courtiers. I am afraid that even a history book must be recorded. It is.

Rong Xiao smiled and didn't argue with the classmates. He silenced for a moment and closed his eyes: "You shouldn't come today."

Everyone knows that his temperament is now uncertain, and if he is punished by him, he will not be reused again. He and Yao Daren now, I do not know how many people avoid it? People like the class, who rely on the imperial pets to live up to the wind, should not come to his home at this time.

If the matter is passed to the underarms, it may become a dissatisfaction with the sacredness of the class, or the class members openly and rightly. Your Majesty may not think so when you are not sick, but it is hard to say now.

People like the Jingting Government can not gamble on the Holy Spirit.

"There is nothing that should not be," Ban said calmly as he said, "For me, only willing or not."

Rong opened his eyes and looked into the eyes of the class, as if he wanted to see through her eyes into her soul.

"Life is too uncertain, even if I don't see you today, it doesn't mean that our class can be rich forever," Ban said casually. "Not to mention that I didn't tell you that the class members never let themselves. If you feel that I should not come, then what you mean is that we should not treat you as our own?"

The eyelashes of the eyelids moved, and the long eyelashes were like a brush, sweeping in front of the deep eyes: "Hey..."

"Well?" Ban said that he didn't understand why he only called his name and didn't speak.

Rong Xiao smiled: "Thank you."

"Don't tell you earlier, don't tell me these words?" Banyan stood up from the stool. "I feel relieved to see that your spirit is still so good."

"Are you leaving?" Rong Rong lowered his eyes and looked awkwardly on the bed.

"I went out to pick up the next person in your family," Ban said, thinking that he should go back, but seeing the lost look of Rong Rong, the words changed again. "I will accompany you for a while."

Rong Rong suddenly smiled. He was very good looking, pale face, and a weak smile, so that Ban Yi thought of the bullied little milk dog, cute and pitiful.

The steps she took out were collected and turned to Du Jiudao: "You should let the next person prepare a clean room now. Don't put flowers and plants in the house, don't use incense, just open and ventilate. ""

"Yes." Du Jiuhuo took the lead and retired.

"I don't know much," Rong said with a smile and grabbed her hand. "It's good to be talented."

"I have a look, I admit, this is..." Banyan saw him and was not honest. He pulled his hand out. "You don't want to boast. I feel embarrassed when I listen."

"If you have the ability to be talented, you don't know how to make poetry and calligraphy." Rong Yiyi said in a proper way, "Who stipulates that only one word, only these?"

Ban Yu feels that she is not sure if she is, but she can be sure that when Rong Rong wants to praise her, she will not find a reason.

She is very appreciative of such a good child.

"Rong Boye, sister." Ban Heng, who stood at the door for a long time, finally came in and couldn't bear it. He saw Rong Rong wipe the ointment but didn't wrap the gauze or the back of the bandage. He couldn't help but take a breath. There isn't a good piece on this back. How many big boards did you order?

"Injury into this, why didn't you wrap the wound?"

Banyan looked at the thick ointment on his back. "Maybe it is for the wound?"

"This hurts me and I feel that my back hurts." Ban Heng stepped back and forth a few steps. "Rong Bo, I am still waiting outside." He has not been courageous, and he should not face it at this time. With a numb scalp, he turned and walked out, as if he had a more glance, the wound would be transferred to him.

“The younger brother is a little bit timid,” Ban said, coughing. “No evil.”

Rong Xiaoxiao laughed: "I know."

Ban Yi touched his own itchy ear and shifted the subject. "You said, Prince... Will it be calculated?"

Rong Rong removed his sight and didn't look at the class: "Maybe, maybe not."

"What happened to the prince now? He is now in the state of the country. The result is something wrong. His body is not good. Who can he hand over to the middle of the big thing?"

"Your Majesty and the Queen are not just a son," Rong Rong sighed. "There is no Prince, there are two emperors."

"Two princes?" Ban Yi frowned. "He is impulsive, and he will report, how can he manage the country?"

"Hey," Rong Rong said with a smile. "He can't be unimportant. What's important is that His Majesty no longer trusts Prince."

The emperor of a country, the stroke is in the bed, this is a huge blow. I know that now the prince has a famous name from the prince, even if it is not even today, these rumors have become a thorn in the heart of my knees. As a result, the thorn has just entered and has not had time to pull it. Out, and the Prince and the harem private meeting, how can Yunqing Emperor endure?

The status, reputation, and self-esteem of a man have been taken away by one person. How can the mood of Yun Qing, who is suffering from illness, calm down?

Yun Qingdi did not think about whether the Prince was counted or not. He only thought of himself as the dignity of the emperor and was provoked.

And he and Yao Peiji are just the heads of anger and anger, and a piece of fig leaf that covers his face. Although the Prince’s and the post-confessional will not pass out of the palace, but the candidates of the country, they will certainly change one.

"If the second emperor is in charge of the country, will it affect you?" Ban Yi remembers that the second emperor seems to be less coordinating with Rong Rong.

This is probably a love enemy to see the enemy, especially red eyes?

The second emperor likes Shi Feixian, and Shi Feixian likes Rong Rong. With this in mind, she felt that she seemed to be the last winner, because Rong Rong’s fiancee was her.

About... is this the case?

"Even if it is not the second emperor's supervising country, I can't go up now," Rong Rong said with a faint smile. "I am sick, I can only support myself, and I have a heart and power in everything that goes up."

Banyan saw him like this, thinking that he was sad, so he advised: "You don't mind, the mouths of some people in the capital do not like to be idle. If there is anything that is difficult to hear, you don't have to care too much. Everything is not as important as your own body. The most important thing for you now is to take good care of you."

"I am not sad." Rong Xiao smiled. "The rich and the rich are like clouds, I can't catch it, so I don't care about it."

"You can think like this."

Ban Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

A gentleman is a gentleman, and he sees rich money like dirt. Unlike her, as long as she thought that her title was gone after four years, she felt that the whole person was so upset that she could not breathe.

I have to admit that the gap between people and people's minds is still huge.

"It’s a pity that I was going to take a rest with you when I was going to take a break," Rong Rong looked at the sunshine outside the door. "When I healed, the weather in Beijing would become hot and hard, and it would be inappropriate to put paper. ""

"It's okay, wait until the fall, and let it go again," Ban said. "The paper will be there every year. It's all trivial."

The corners of Rong Rong’s mouth are like the sunshine of the early spring, and the warmth will not make people feel hot.

The class did not say anything wrong with the words of the condolences. On the second day of the battle, the Prince was sick, and the two emperors came to supervise the country. Rong Yu and Yao Peiji handed in the prayers to recuperate, and the second emperor did not even retain, and directly approved.

Some people saw the posture of the Chaoyang Hall. They felt that Rong Rong was rejected by the Holy Spirit. Otherwise, why did the Second Emperor directly let Rong Rong fall ill at home, and did not even retain it? And I also found what Daishangshu in the Ministry of the Ministry and the Ministry of Housing, temporarily replacing the positions of Rong Yi and Yao Peiji.

What's important is that it is a temporary replacement. After a while, who knows whether it is a temporary replacement or a real replacement?

Some people who have a good relationship with Rong Yuming began to gradually get away from him. These people have never visited the door after they were injured.

After this incident, the class again became the laughing stock of the capital, and the rumors were different. What I thought I was looking for a good son-in-law, who knows that this son-in-law has lost power, and even the position of Shangshu can't keep up. There are many people in the middle of the DPRK who have a knighthood. There is no real duty and no title. In this capital city, it is really not a character. What kind of music is extremely sad, see how they are still arrogant.

Even some women who have claimed to be self-satisfied, this time no longer mentions Rong Rong. Although a good-looking beautiful man is important, his status is more important. Who will not be able to live with his own glory?

Even more, there is no room for tolerance, but there are also Li Wei, Zhang Wei and Wang Wei. As long as you are rich, you will not be jealous of them.

Everyone is watching the attitude of His Majesty, and he is not close to Rong Rong.

At this time, only the class is not afraid, holding a stupid and bold heart, often sending things to Cheng Anbo.

Everyone thought that the class was killing, until half a month later, the palace was supposed to summon the family members, and the name of the Fule County was in the sacred purpose, which was the focus of the invitation.