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Chapter five hundred and thirty first internal injury

There was nothing to clean up, and Ji Qingning didn't bring anything, so he brought two thousand taels of silver notes. When she and Wen Xuan arrived at the front yard, the gift prepared by Duke Yu Guogong's wife, Mrs. Peace, was delivered. Mrs. Ping gave ginseng and bird's nest, while Duke Yu Guogong took winter grass and summer grass, as well as some other precious supplements, and a few pieces of silk.

After the little maid helped Ji Qingning get on the carriage, she also wanted to get on the carriage, but she even stepped on the footstool. Chen Yao grabbed her arm and pulled it down.

I have never seen such a blind maid. I can't forget it if I rush to help the third young lady. Is it necessary to get on the carriage even if I don't see him?

After the little maid was pulled several steps, she glared at Chen Yao with her eyes and saw Wen Xuan getting on the carriage.

Little maid, “….”

"Don't your son-in-law ride a horse?" The little maid's cheeks were slightly red.

She didn't mean to compete with her son-in-law.

Chen Yao said, "The assassin bit his tongue and committed suicide yesterday. I don't know who is instructing him behind him. If you come again, can you protect the third young lady?"

"I can," the little maid blurted out without thinking, and she was determined.

“….”

Chen Yao wanted to slap himself.

Why did he ask this question? This maid is not only loyal, but also knows martial arts. It would be difficult for others to avoid the situation yesterday.

The little maid looked at the arm that was caught by Chen Yao, and her face turned red.

I didn't feel anything special when I saw Chen Yao, but I just wanted to beat him up, but yesterday she took the sedan chair instead of the girl. The person riding on the horse in front of the wedding party was Chen Yao, and her heart changed.

My daughter can only sit in a sedan chair once in her life, and I don’t know if she has sat in a sedan yesterday…

Seeing the little maid's eyes falling on his hands, Chen Yao quickly let go of the little maid's eyes as if he had grabbed a piece of red charcoal. His ears were red, and he didn't dare to look at the little maid's eyes.

You look to the ground, and I look to the sky.

Ji Qingning and Wen Xuan lifted the curtains and looked at them, wanting to laugh but not, "Carrier, can you still leave?"

This sentence penetrated into the ears of someone who was called a secret guard, but who was actually a follower, and occasionally played the coachman. Now the ears were not only red, but the face was red, and it looked like a cooked crab. Come forward quickly.

Just because I was nervous, I forgot that the little maid stood in front of her and ran into her directly.

Chen Yao has the desire to die.

The little maid raised her hand, punched him directly, and then ran to the carriage behind as if flying.

Chen Yao covered her chest and met Wen Xuan's joking eyes. Chen Yao covered her chest and said, "I'm afraid my subordinates are not qualified for the position of coachman..."

Wenxian's eyes twitched.

Ji Qingning hadn't reacted yet, "What's wrong?"

"Your maid was hit by internal injuries," Wen Xuan held his forehead.

“….”

Ji Qingning knew that the little maid had good martial arts skills.

But Ji Qingning has no idea about how much martial arts the little maid is.

After all, in front of her, the little maid is often a weak scumbag who can't beat Heshun Hou's servant, and she doesn't even dare to climb over the wall.

Chen Yao was the emperor's secret guard to Wen Xuan. The little maid could have a punch that could cause him to get internal injuries, but Ji Qingning never thought about it.

Chen Yao covered his chest, and another secret guard stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, taking over him to drive the carriage.

In the carriage, Ji Qingning was sitting against the car window. Wen Xuan held her arms and hugged her on her thighs. Ji Qingning struggled, but she was hugged tighter. He smiled and said, "My secret guard was injured, your maid must be responsible."

Ji Qingning was weak all over. "A big man was beaten by a weak woman, and he still had the shame to be responsible. Is it embarrassing to lose his mind?"

"Wind woman?" Wenxian couldn't laugh or cry.

"Can you master and servant call them weak women?"

Ji Qingning looked at Wen Xuan, "Is Chen Yao really injured internally?"

"You believe it if you have to vomit blood?" Wen Xuan was helpless.

Chen Yao didn't drive the carriage, but he still followed him to Ji's house, and was next to the carriage.

Wen Xuan lifted the curtain, and Ji Qingning saw Chen Yao rubbing the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Qingning, “….”

She could say that she didn't see this scene because she firmly believed that Chen Yao was taken with an inappropriate master and learned to pretend to be internally injured. Unexpectedly, she was really injured.

Is her maid so powerful?

Ji Qingning couldn't believe it.

Wen Xuan said, "Your maid has a very high martial arts talent, and she is so good if she doesn't train her. If she is like Chen Yao and has been tempered since childhood, both Chen Yao may not be her opponent."

This evaluation is not very high.

"Then wouldn't I delay her?" Ji Qingning said.

"... Fortunately, she followed you, otherwise it would have been a real delay," Wen Xuan bit Ji Qingning's round earlobe, causing her to tremble.

The little maid was dressed as a man because Ji Qingning was dressed up as a servant by her father, Uncle Tie, and when the old lady asked Ji Qingning to learn martial arts, she followed her side to practice. Otherwise, Uncle Tie would not let her practice martial arts at all, so how could she know that she was extremely talented?

Mrs. Ji asked Ji Qingning to practice martial arts, but handed Ji Qingning over to Uncle Tie. Uncle Tie knew that Ji Qingning was a daughter and had average talent. It was a release every few days. The little maid could have the current martial arts skills entirely because of her own consciousness.

Ji Qingning leaned forward and asked Chen Yao, "How do you want the hammer to be responsible for you?"

"...I dare not, just don't hit me in the future."

Chen Yao's voice came from outside the curtain.

This is a bit difficult to be responsible for, just like the punch the little maid gave just now, it was completely unpredictable.

Wen Xuan smiled and said, "That little maid is not doing anything lightly or severely. How can you forget it so easily? You don't have any face, I want it."

Chen Yao looked at the carriage, but the curtains were closed and nothing could be seen.

But he was not worried. The little maid was Ji Qingning's personal maid. If he wanted to punish the little maid, Ji Qingning would not agree.

Just as he was thinking, Ji Qingning said, "Why do you want my maid to be responsible to your secret guard?"

"Marry my secret guard," said Wenxian.

“……!!!”

Chen Yao almost fell off the horse's back in shock, "Master, are you serious?"

Wen Hyun lifted the curtain to look at him, "This is the opportunity. Should people be responsible? Let's talk about it after thinking about it."

"I can't climb..."

Chen Yao's voice was blown away by the wind.

He had no father or mother, and even the surname Chen was given by the emperor. As a secret guard, he should have lost all emotions and desires, but because he entered Wen Xuan's eyes, he went from the secret guard to the bright place and had a fresh atmosphere.

Although Tieqiao is just a little maid, others don’t know it. Tieqiao’s father, Uncle Tie, is one of the seven sons of Tianwen. Even Marquis of Yunyang and Uncle Su Ning have to call him the third brother.

Tiehammer just stayed by Ji Qingning's side in the name of a maid, not really just a maid.

How could he be a secret guard be able to get up? No one can tell that he was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat.

Chen Yao's eyes were dim, and he felt that the bloody smell in his mouth was a little heavier.

Ji Qingning smiled and said, "If you want it, what are you doing so tactfully?"

Chen Yao, “….”
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