Quan Moxian smiled slightly.
But isn't Tang Xuli just a child?
The mind is so simple that it can be seen through at a glance, and it is impulsive and reckless.
Converting to Hou asked him to follow the king of Qi, but he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.
With such a temperament, he was sold and helped to make money, right?
Just like just now.
However, King Qi has a suspicious temperament, as long as Tang Xuli can hold out until the day when King Qi inherits the unification, everything is worth it.
However, he may also be used as cannon fodder and sacrificed on the way to the dragon chair of King Qi.
Quan Moxian didn't care about his fate.
The purpose of doing this scene is to show Gu Shangshu and others.
I didn't think that I could get the other party to fully believe his position, but if I could be half-convinced, it would be enough.
The King of Qi brought the Conversion Houfu into the Confession Mansion precisely to increase the credibility of this matter.
"Childe, how are your injuries?"
Haifeng was a little worried.
"A little injury, what's the matter."
The family of martial arts has been practicing martial arts since childhood, and Tang Xuli's whip was shot with anger, and the wound was not deep.
But Quan Moxian didn't take it to heart.
For the sake of the overall situation, it is nothing for the body to suffer some flesh and skin.
A quarter of an hour later, Tang Xuli walked out of the ready-to-wear store, raised his chin, and asked the chief entourage to hand over a burden to Haifeng, and said, "I have bought clothes, hats, shoes and socks, from the inside out." ” "The fabrics are the best in the store."
Quan Moxian looked at him sideways and did not speak.
Do you want me to thank you?
Reading the meaning in his eyes, Tang Xuli "snorted" and turned his face away, just in time to see Haifeng holding another burden in his hand.
Looking at the shape, it should be clothing.
"What is this?"
He said curiously: "You obviously brought clothes, and you still want me to pay for it?"
” It's really a child, Quan Moxian thought.
But he didn't speak, but Tang Xuli became more and more desperate and asked, "Just tell me, yes or no." ” Haifeng was impatient with his question, untied the corner of the burden and showed him, and said, "Oh, do you see clearly?"
” The official robe of the Gaomang Dynasty was made of a special fabric, and this fabric was only used as an official robe.
Forgery of official robes is the same serious offence as forging official seals.
Therefore, Tang Xuli could see at a glance that this was Quan Moxian's official robe.
His face turned pale and he took a step back in shock.
"You're lucky today," Haifeng said, "Our son was drenched in the rain and replaced."
If you damage the official robe, even if our son wants to spare you, it won't work. ” The official robe represents the authority of the imperial court officials, and it is the common interest of civil and military officials.
Tang Xuli stroked his chest, and suddenly rejoiced in his heart, and even Haifeng's tone didn't bother to bother with him anymore.
Looking at his face, Haifeng secretly enjoyed it in his heart.
Sure enough, it was a child, and he didn't want to think about it, if he saw his son-in-law wearing an official robe, he would be angry again, and he would dare to really hit the whip?
"It's not early, let's go, go to the hospital."
Quan Moxian commanded.
After such a toss, when Quan Moxian returned home, it was already dark.
After taking medicine in the infirmary, he changed into the new ready-to-wear clothes that Tang Xuli bought, and he couldn't tell that he was injured.
There was pain in the wound, but he didn't want his mother to worry.
After greeting Aunt Quan, he went back to his courtyard to wash and change clothes.
He was newly injured and couldn't bathe, so Kikawa prepared hot water to scrub it for him.
"Go down, all of you, and I'll come by myself."
Quan Moxian is used to doing it himself, and he doesn't want to be served.
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"Childe, you're hurt."
Kigawa insisted.
"What kind of injury is this?"
Quan Moxian smiled, moved his arm, and said, "It looks terrifying, it hasn't hurt my muscles and bones." ” Mu Chuan couldn't resist him, so he had to retreat.
Quan Moxian half-removed his robe.
He looked slender and thin, but his body hidden under his robe was strong and strong, and his skin was glowing with a bronze glow and well-textured.
The scar on the left shoulder is clearly visible.
Because the wound was too deep, the medicine sent by Fang Jinshu was later used, which only made the wound look less terrible.
When I was hit by that stab, it hurt my bones, and it would hurt faintly on a rainy day.
For example, in the current autumn rain, he has been drenched in the rain for a long time, and there are bursts of sourness from the depths of the wound.
Compared to the wound on the left shoulder, the new whiplash is really nothing, and it can heal in a few days.
He picked up the hot towel that Kikawa had prepared and put it on his left shoulder.
The heat wrapped around the wound, and the wisps penetrated it, alleviating a little soreness.
There was a soft sound outside the door, and Quan Moxian's eyebrows suddenly became sharp: "What person!"
” "Childe, it's a servant."
A pretty face with shame appeared by the door, it was Qin Yu.
She squatted down to give blessings, and her whole body was curly, and a strand of black hair hung down from her sideburns in curls and hung on her fair and pink neck, which made people reverie.
Qin Yu secretly looked at Quan Moxian's upper body, her heart pounding uncontrollably, and her cheeks were red with shame.
She knew that after Quan Moxian came back, she tried her best to come to see him.
At the corner of the verandah, she saw Mu Chuan leaving, and only then did she appear in a vacancy, but she didn't expect to see this scene.
The candle flame reflected on his cheeks, more and more lining his jaw line like a knife, and the peak of his eyebrows like a sword.
Quan Moxian covered his left shoulder with one hand, and a medicine towel was bandaged on his right shoulder.
The loose bedtime robe was faded to his waist, and his muscles were clearly defined, and his posture was as straight as loose.
At the waist and abdomen, there were two inverted shadows, all the way down, disappearing into his robe.
Can't help it, Qin Yu secretly swallowed his saliva, and said coquettishly: "Is Childe changing the medicine?"
The servant can help. ” Quan Moxian's brows furrowed, how could she be here?
It seems that he still underestimated her ability.
Thinking of King Qi and the interest in Qin Yu that he showed in front of King Qi, Quan Moxian swallowed the word "roll" that was about to blurt out, put on his robe, and said, "It's been changed." ” "Get up."
Quan Moxian said: "Why are you here?"
” Qin Yu did not step forward, she knew that keeping a proper distance was the best way, and said respectfully: "If you return to Gongzi, the old lady has already rested." ” "Childe came back late, maid, I was worried about whether you had eaten enough, so I boiled a bowl of nourishing yam porridge."
As she spoke, she put the food box in her hand on the table and gently took out a bowl of fragrant porridge inside.
Her every movement is so pleasing to the eye.
A pair of plain hands in the jumping light, white as jade, soft as boneless.
Quan Moxian raised his eyebrows, sat down on the chair with a golden knife, and said, "Don't worry about any porridge, you come here." ” "Huh?"
Qin Yu whispered softly, ashamed: "Childe, you still have injuries on your body." ” "I told you to come, and you came."
Quan Moxian's tone cannot be refuted.
Hearing his strong voice, Qin Yu only felt two tremors, and walked over like a willow in the weak wind, lowering his head and whispering "Childe".