Jiang Chengjia was suddenly shocked, and immediately got up from the steps, held the hem of the skirt and ran towards Lu Xun.

Lu Xun was walking down the corridor, about to walk from the small path to Ning Nanyou's residence, and heard a quick call on the way, and immediately raised his head. The girl on the stone steps under the corridor ran towards him in panic, staring at the husband on his back with a nervous expression, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The girl looked at the young man on his back, and looked at his face with a burnt white face, his eyes closed dimly, his breath was weak, as if he had suffered extremely serious injuries, and he leaned on Lu Xun's shoulder with his head hanging down, motionless. After careful observation, she found that Ning Nanyou's black casual clothes were dripping with water, dripping along the corridor where Lu Xun had just walked.

Is it because someone was thrown into the lake? A few thoughts passed by her mind and her expression was tightly fixed.

Lu Xun was at a loss when he was not sure how to explain to her. He panicked and said, "I'm afraid something might happen on the way back to the house. The specific ones... I don't know."

His steps did not stop, and the two of them were lying together and walked quickly.

On the way, Jiang Chengjia forced himself to calm down and asked, "Did Sun Qike return from his mother? Immediately ask him to come and treat the lord."

Lu Xun nodded and said, "Don't worry, girl. My subordinates have ordered someone to urge me, Lord Sun is on the way."

The two of them worked together to help Ning Nanyou, who was in a coma, to the bed. The man seemed to have touched the wound. The general lay down and immediately moaned in pain, and his eyebrows were frowned. Jiang Chengjia quickly supported him and called anxiously: "Erlang?"

But he did not wake up, closed his eyes, his lips became more purple, and his expression gradually became wrong.

Jiang Chengjia reached out and touched his hands. He was startled by his cold palms. His eyebrows were tightly twisted together and calmed down a little: "Junhou should be... the cold disease is offending. Lu Xun, go and boil the medicine that Junhou usually takes, and then make a basin of hot water and get some gauze..."

Seeing Ning Nanyou tremble slightly and his facial features were all twisted together, Lu Xun's mind was blank. When he heard Jiang Chengjia's order, he nodded like a wood and responded quickly: "I'll go now."

He ran out of the house at a very fast speed, ran around the two sides in a panic for a few steps before finding the way to the kitchen.

Jiang Chengjia sat down along the edge of the bed, and saw that he was covered in water and curled up in the corner, so he leaned forward and reached out to pull the Langjun's clothes. When he touched it with his hand, he was shocked again. His clothes were completely wet from the inside to the outside, and he could squeeze out a lot of water with just a pinch, and it was extremely cold. It is early summer now, where did the water come from so ice? Even if it accidentally fell into the river, it shouldn't directly touch his cold disease.

Then she found that there were many broken holes on Ning Nanyou's outer robe. Not only did ice water seep out, but the diluted blood even dripped bit by bit. Jiang Chengjia's heart immediately grabbed, and his hands and feet quickly stripped away his clothes. He saw a series of striking blood-colored whip marks reflected on his chest, which was hideous and terrifying. Her heart swelled, and a layer of tears immediately appeared in front of her eyes, blurring her vision.

She carefully examined his wounds and found that his body was almost covered with new whip wounds, and was beaten to pieces and blood. She suffocated, covered her mouth, gritted her teeth tightly, and held back the tremor, and tears fell like a fountain.

He was almost completely exhausted, and the wounds on his shoulders and back were even more shocking. I wonder how thick the whip was, which made the old wounds on his back crack again and were blurred. She stared at the scars in disbelief, gritted her teeth, and cried in tears.

She gently tidied up Ning Nanyou's clothes that she took off, first wrapped her quilt tightly around his cold and trembling body, and then wiped the ice water on his body for him, while waiting patiently for Lu Xun to come.

The more she thought about it, she felt more and more angry. As soon as Ning Nanyou entered the city, she went to the Huai Palace. When she came back, she became such a virtue. It must have been a good thing done by his cheap father Ning Zheng. The Huai King was really hateful. Fortunately, he didn't know that Ning Nanyou was not his biological flesh and blood. If he knew about this in the future, he would probably do even more crazy behavior.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Xun was holding a copper basin of hot water in his hand, and a dry scarf was on his body and rushed in.

He rushed in and shouted loudly: "My lady, hot water is coming."

Jiang Chengjia went up without saying a word, took a copper basin from his hand, dipped it in water with silk, knelt beside Ning Nanyou, lifted the bedding, and carefully wiped the wound for him.

When Lu Xun looked on the couch, he saw Ning Nanyou's body covered with bloody scars. He couldn't help but calmly said, "Lord...how could he be so many injuries?"

She glanced at him silently and sneered, "Do you still need to ask? You can tell who did the good thing at first glance?"

The Wia on the girl was really terrifying, and a cold current formed invisibly, and it suddenly attacked him.

Lu Xun couldn't help but shrink his head, froze slightly, and fell silent in dismay.

"You go to the Huai Palace to inquire and see what happened today... When Junhou went there, we always know the reason for our father's treatment of Junhou." Jiang Chengjia ordered without raising his head, his tone was full of hostility.

She knew in her heart that if she asked Ning Nan's worries, he would definitely avoid his worries and not tell the truth. At present, only by letting Lu Xun, who was also unaware of the situation, find out the truth can we know the real process of the matter.

Lu Xun's eyes were heavy, and he nodded repeatedly and said, "Here."

He turned around and left, leaving only Jiang Chengjia and Ning Nanyou in the house.

She carefully and gently wiped the blood stains on the wounds for him and warmed him up with warm water. During the process, there was inevitably friction, which made the husband tremble frequently and feel pain. Whenever he saw him like this, Jiang Chengjia's heart seemed to be stabbed and unbearable.

At that time, she thought that if she knew the causes and consequences of today, she would have to retaliate against Ning Zheng and his son in the future.

The incense burner in the room had already been lit, and the fragrance of nectar was burning. The strong fragrance lingered, the furnace smoke was distant, a layer of mist was covered with light and gauze, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up in the brightness and darkness of the two windows.

The groggy husband slowly regained his consciousness in the constant stinging pain. After a moment of peace, he opened his weak eyes and looked at the blurry figure in front of him. He saw the pretty little lady beside him looking at him with tears in her eyes. He couldn't help but frown slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "A Luo? You...why are you here? Aren't you in Jiang Mansion?"

Hearing this shallow question, Jiang Chengjia immediately raised her head and looked at him, and said with surprise: "Are you awake?"

Ning Nanyou was sore and felt that the wound was as if he was being pulled hard by someone, and his teeth were trembling. He wanted to raise his body, but suddenly he felt dizzy and the pain was about to break. He struggled to take a breath of cold air and had to give up.

He gasped in a low voice, gritted his teeth and asked, "Aren't you asking you to go home tomorrow? Why are you disobedient?"

Jiang Chengjia was slightly stunned and thought: It’s already this time, he still has the heart to care about her?

She said angrily: "So, you asked me to reunite with my brother and sister-in-law... to help me escape? So that I don't see you coming back from the Huai Palace with wounds, right?"

The girl frowned and glared at him in anger, feeling very unhappy.

Ning Nanyou said weakly: "I know I can't help but beat my father up and scold you. I don't want you to worry, so I sent you to Jiang Mansion."

Jiang Chengjia gritted his teeth and said, "Doesn't you see your injuries if I come back tomorrow? Are you so good at healing skills? Can you recover overnight and create a miracle?"

She stinged teeth and sarcastically left nothing to him.

Ning Nanyougan sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, it's my fault."

Jiang Chengjia looked worried and stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt for him and said, "Look at you like this, how can you enter the palace to meet the saint the next day? How can you go to court again? Once you enter the capital, you will not be able to live your free life in Linhe. The official documents and memorials submitted below cannot be handed over to others for treatment. You need to submit them for approval. But now, the injuries on your body will definitely not be cured in less than a month, let alone the old illness...you, you are really...!"

After she said that, she became more and more broken as she spoke. She was so angry that she couldn't speak directly. She beat the bed angrily and felt depressed.

Ning Nanyou looked at her with a smile and cried, "It's not that weak. I have been recuperating for half a year. The injuries I suffered in the border town of Northland have almost healed. Moreover, it is summer now, as long as I pay attention, the cold disease will not occur frequently. I will be raising myself for a day or two and I will be able to meet the saint. Besides, if I can't hold on... I will just be so miserable in front of Your Majesty. Everyone in the court knows that I have a disagreement with my father, and I am often scolded and beaten by him... Your Majesty sees me as wounded, or allow me to handle official duties in the mansion, which is a waste of time, and it is not as serious as you said."

Seeing that although he was weak and pale, he spoke very fluently, Jiang Chengjia knew that his attack did not hurt his inner body. I am afraid that the cold disease would only be a shallow attack, not very serious.

But she was still angry and felt that he was too unwilling to care about his body, so the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became.

"Strong support, force support, force support, force support, force support," Jiang Chengjia said this word three times in a row, clenched his fists like a shameless iron, and wanted to punch him hard, and said angrily: "You know how to support! You must support at any time!"

Her eyes were redder and her teeth were trembling. If she hadn't seen him pitiful, she would have to hold back her breath, and she would probably have rushed up to bite him and teach him a lesson.
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