Chapter 948 Great News

Wanyan tried all her strength, but she still couldn't escape from his palm.

He had no choice but to raise his head and slammed his forehead into the boy's forehead.

There was a "boom", the sound of frontal bones colliding, muffled.

But the young man didn't respond.

However, Wanyan let out a "hiss" in pain.

"Any other tricks?" The boy looked at her.

Wanyan: "..."

"It's gone?"

As soon as the voice fell, Wan Yan yelled outside, "Come on! Come in and catch the bastard!"

Facing the woman yelling so desperately, the boy was not annoyed.

He just laughed lowly, playing with taste: "You have to suffer a little to learn to be good, don't you?"

After speaking, he took a piece of clothing from the side.

With long sleeves, she tied her hands to the log beside the bed.

"Yunyu, you, bastard, disciple, scum, woohoo." The woman cried while cursing.

At this moment, she felt that her self-esteem had been violated.

Looking at the tears in her eyes, and listening to her scolding himself, the boy actually laughed, "Okay, why are you crying?"

"Woooooooooooo." I don't want to pay attention to him.

"Okay, okay, let me let you go now, I'm really afraid of you, don't cry, okay?" He smiled and untied her wrists.

Then hugged her in his arms, and her thin lips fell on her red lips...................... ...................................................

When the two of them recovered their breath and lay down, Wanyan angrily blamed herself for being so unsatisfactory.

Obviously she has been telling herself not to talk to him again.

Why did he only appear in front of her, and her heart was captured by him uncontrollably.

Perhaps... There is always such a person in everyone's heart.

You have said countless times that you want to give up, but after all, you are reluctant.

The next morning, when the boy got up to practice martial arts, he didn't wake up the little woman beside him.

Just under the service of the servants, I got dressed.

Before leaving, he looked back at her under the quilt.

She couldn't help but lift her feet to the side of the bed, and her thin lips pressed on the smooth forehead before turning around and leaving.

By the time Wan Yan woke up, it was already high in the sun.

"Fujin, my servant heard that Wu Gege knew that he could not be promoted to Fujin, and after being grounded, he was so angry that he dropped everything in the house, and even lied about being sick, and wanted the master to visit her." The servant girl said. Dress her up while reporting the situation.

Wanyan gave a faint "hmm", "Then did you go to see her?"

"No, after I got up today, I practiced martial arts in our yard all morning, and then I went out to do some business."

Hearing this, Wanyan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

The servant at the side said angrily: "It's her fault that she has been arrogant for so long. I really thought that you, Fujin, are a vegetarian. This has angered the master. I think the good times are coming to an end."

Wanyan yawned indifferently.

Then he turned his head and glanced at the servants around him, and asked sharply, "By the way, who was watching the night outside last night?"

As soon as the voice fell, several servants looked at each other and knelt down directly.

"I yelled so loudly last night, are you deaf, or didn't you hear?" Wanyan walked back and forth between several servants with her hands behind her back.

All the servants: "..."

The master is the mighty general king.

People on the battlefield, that is one against a hundred.

Where is it that a few of their slaves can control it.

Besides, they are masters and they are just slaves.

Even with a hundred of their guts, they wouldn't dare to miss the master's important event.

Seeing that none of them spoke, Wan Yan snorted and said: "All right, in this case, each person will be fined half a month's silver."

A fine of half a month's silver is actually a very light punishment.

You don't need to suffer from flesh and blood, and you don't need much money.

So, in fact, she didn't want to punish them.

But what happened last night, her image was damaged, her majesty was also damaged, and she had to be punished.

Otherwise, she would be shameless.

As for the future, since she still loves him and cannot escape his grasp, she should try her best to get back what belongs to her.

The fourth sister-in-law is right, she is better than Wu Shi in everything, and she is also a regular wife.

Why let others step on your feet.

From today onwards, she will trample under the feet of those who want to see her jokes.

Let them all cry and make trouble and feel melancholy!

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A few days later, before the Mid-Autumn Festival came, good news came from the capital.

This news was undoubtedly the best for the enthroned fourth master.

That was the return of the Thirteenth Master and his wife who were far away in Ninggu Pagoda.

Logically speaking, the two of them should have returned to the capital long ago.

But Thirteenth Master has some physical problems.

A malignant sore developed on his leg.

There are stops along the way for dressing changes or something.

Coupled with his physical inconvenience, the carriage naturally couldn't drive too fast.

Those who come and go again and again will be delayed.

This time I returned to the capital, and it was dog days again, but it was much hotter than Ninggu Pagoda.

The sores on the legs became more serious.

The weather in August is extremely hot.

The sun was so hot that the water in the lake was smoking.

But because of the clear sky, it seems that everything is in the light.

At this moment, Ruoyin was sitting at a small table in the hall.

There are four large ice basins in the room.

On the table in front of her were iced watermelon juice and various fashionable fruits.

She held a few brochures in her hand, all of which were programs for the Mid-Autumn Festival, as well as some guests who would be there.

These are all things she needs to review.

From time to time, she would poke some fruit with a toothpick to relieve the heat.

But she is more serious about checking the brochure.

Just as Ruoyin was reading the brochure seriously, Su Peisheng's voice came from outside, "The emperor is here!"

Hearing this voice, Ruoyin first looked up at the sky outside.

Then he put down the brochure in his hand and went out to meet him.

But she just walked to the door of the hall, and the fourth master had already brought the servants to her.

Before she could salute and speak, the man sat where she had been sitting.

Handsome cheeks, serious face.

The long thick eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

A pair of deep black pupils, filled with many troubles.

The bright and clean moon forehead is even more sweaty because of the heat.

Seeing this, Ruoyin stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, my concubine asked the slave to prepare water, scrub it for you, and change into clothes."

The man waved his hand and said, "Sit down."

"Oh." Hearing this, Ruoyin seemed to have something serious to tell her.

She sat down at the side, poured him a glass of iced watermelon juice, and handed it to him: "To relieve the heat, the emperor should drink some."

For this, fourth master did not refuse.

After he took it, he drank most of the glass with dignity.

But after drinking, he didn't speak, but frowned badly.

"Did the emperor encounter any troubles?" Ruoyin asked.

The fourth master gave a heavy "Yes", "After Thirteen returned to the capital, white blisters developed on both legs, which became sores after being squeezed, and pus flowed all day long, getting worse day by day. Now the legs are swollen, I can't get out of bed anymore."

"Did the thirteenth brother get sores after returning to Beijing?" Ruoyin asked.

Speaking of this, Fourth Master shook his head in regret, and said: "When he was in Ninggu Pagoda, he had cold legs, and his knee joints hurt all day long. As for the malignant sores, they only developed last year. But I Every time I wrote to him, he only said that everything was fine, but he didn't mention a single word."

"Thirteenth brother didn't intend to hide it from you. Maybe he thought it was just a trivial matter, so he didn't mention it."

"If he had told me earlier, I would have found a famous doctor for him. Why did he delay until now, and his condition has worsened." The man said regretfully.

"Brother Thirteen is still young, and he is righteous and kind, so he will definitely get better. Maybe he just doesn't accept the climate after returning to Beijing, and he will be fine after a while." Ruoyin comforted.

She knew that fourth master was an extreme person.

In his eyes, a person is either good or bad.

If you love, you will go to heaven, if you hate, you will go to hell.

For the younger brother Thirteenth Lord, the brotherhood is even deeper than that of his own brother.

In the past few days, I heard that he issued a Taoist decree to offer rewards to famous doctors from all over the world for the Thirteenth Lord.

He also explained to Ertai that as long as there are people who are proficient in medical theory.

All of them can be sent to the capital to treat the Thirteenth Lord.

Judging from these, fourth master is wholeheartedly thinking about thirteenth master and wishes him well.

After all, Lord Thirteen is also a brave and good fighter.

In terms of leading troops, it is on par with the Fourteenth Lord.

A person who can clearly defeat a traitor on horseback.

It would be a pity and an uncomfortable thing if he could only spend the rest of his life in a hospital bed.

Besides, he is honest and young, so young.

"I hope, anyway, no matter what, I will not give up on the treatment of my thirteenth brother." When he said this, he clenched his left hand into a fist and let go, saying: "By the way, there is one more thing, I want to treat you." Leave it to you to do it."

"Please tell me, Your Majesty." Ruoyin paused slightly with his hand that was peeling the grapes.

"What does the queen think of the eighth sibling?" the man asked abruptly.

Ruoyin raised his eyebrows, swallowed the sweet and sour fruit in his mouth, and replied, "He's a pretty good person, and he can tell right from wrong. Even though the eighth brother is her man, she knows that when the eighth brother colluded with the Junggar tribe , I immediately thought of Chen Qie, and told Chen Qie about it, the emperor still remembers this matter?"

"Well, I remember."

"It's a pity that she's just a woman after all, and I can't beat the eighth brother." Ruoyin shook her head, and then asked fourth master curiously, "By the way, why did the emperor suddenly ask this today?"

"It's a long story at this time." After drinking another half cup of watermelon juice, the fourth master said: "At the beginning of the year, Sai Buli went to the border with Huang Kao to fight, and after he was seriously injured, he moved back to the capital for treatment. Several months have passed, and the injury has not improved, and it seems that it is about to die."

Ruoyin listened carefully, his eyes swept over the man's empty glass, and he poured a glass for him naturally.

"Yesterday, Nasai Buli wrote a letter, saying that before he died, he wanted the eighth brother to reconcile with his younger siblings."

"Ah?" Ruoyin was astonished as if she had heard the great news. She said uncertainly, "If my concubine remembers correctly, Sai Buli is General Fuguo and the uncle of the Eighth Brother and Sister, right?"