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Malan was startled and hurriedly avoided his wound: "Medicine..."

This medicine has not been cured yet. Even if you say you have to work hard, you don’t have to worry...

Moreover, the poison on his body has not yet been resolved...

Malan struggled, useless.

The basin and the jar of medicine were turned on the ground.

Malan was carried by him and threw it on the bed without giving her any reaction. She pushed her skirt upwards and piled it up to her waist. Malan hurriedly closed her eyes.

After a while, a low laugh was heard.

As soon as Malan got messy, her eyelids opened, and her wet eyes fell on the corner of his mouth.

The smile still left a trace of it and it was too late to fade away.

Looming.

But it wasn't sent out in the end.

Before Qin Zhi could say anything further, he stood up and grabbed her wrist and pulled her up: "Go and wash and rest early."

The yard of the Hou Mansion.

She secretly trained her body firmly.

Malan looked at him and felt a little complacent.

Although they are not as good as they can fly and fight, they are at least considered healthy.

Qin Zhihuan's palm had already pinched her smooth ankles and asked her in a low voice: "Where has any injuries besides this?"

Before Qin Zhi answered, he pulled her dress off and looked into her eyes and said, "If you have a chance, you can at least escape if something happens..."

Hongdou was anxious and had to turn around and call out: "Mr. Marquis."

"Isn't it useful this time? Although I didn't help my husband, I didn't drag him down, right?"

Malan was so nervous that he said that.

She never thought about who to rely on.

I thought that no matter what, I couldn’t let my mother and father give me a black haired man.

Qin Zhi frowned unconsciously.

Qin Zhi smiled and said, "You can't fight, and this injury is so naughty at first glance.

Could it be that there is something big...

A feeling of sorrow suddenly spread in her heart. Hongdou held the purse tightly. For this, she started to choose clothes last night. Today, she got up early and dressed up half an hour in advance to avoid everyone. She finally blocked the person and handed her purse that had been embroidered for half a month back.

As soon as I was discharged from the hospital, I met Hongdou on the face.

However, Hongdou is Yue Niang's person after all, Qin Zhi replied to her at least: "No, the lady is already sewing."

Qin Er behind him had already held his breath.

The next morning, Qin Zhi went to the palace.

Yue Niang came to send her son Guanyin.

Malan seemed to be flashing by something, her eyes blinked gently, and her heart became uncontrollably quick, like a deer bumping into her arms.

The woman who gave her master's purse in front seemed to have no good ending.

Seeing his gaze shifting to his face again, Malan hurriedly turned her head and said casually: "I am confident that women are not inferior to men. I always want to have a skill."

White peony?

What it looks like...

When Hongdou reacted and raised her head, Qin Zhihuan's figure had disappeared from the corridor.

His eyes reached his knees.

Qin Dali was beside Malan and saw a figure coming into the yard from a distance. He could see at a glance, the person following Yue Niang.

Malan's face turned red, she moved her ankles and wanted to pull them out of his hand, but he held them tightly. Malan muttered again: "It's not."

I saw a shallow scar. If I didn't look closely, it would be difficult to tell. It should be that the medicine powder was used in time shortly after the injury, so that no large scar was left.

When she was one year old, she was taken away by her uncle and threw it into the wolf's den. After retrieval, her mother hugged him and cried for a long time.

Malan was a little confused.

She is a girl, and there seems to be nothing to help them except to live without causing trouble for those who like her.

Qin Zhi was tall and long, and took three or two steps above the ordinary person in one step. Hongdou hesitated and turned around. Qin Zhihuan's steps had already passed her.

The light in front of the bed was dim, and Qin Zhi asked a question that he had never figured out: "How can you leave scars on your body as a girl?"

If she is a sick person, Qin Zhi will still have a headache.

"Madam, Yue Niang is here."

Hongdou was stared at by those oppressed eyes, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat. Without any time to think about it, she quickly stepped forward a few steps and handed over a purse in her hand: "This, this is what I sewed myself, if the Marquis doesn't dislike it..."

Seeing that she didn't answer, Qin Zhi bent down and went to search for the remaining wanderings.

Later, whenever she went out, her mother would worry, fearing something happened to her.

Qin Zhi took two more steps forward before he stopped, and turned his head over: "What's the matter?"

"Why isn't it?"

Malan didn't look at him, lowered her head and dragged the hem of her skirt down, and said softly: "Learn more skills, at least I can protect myself in the future."

After breakfast, Malan asked Hongdou to prepare an embroidery tie, chose the embroidery thread, moved a stool and sat in front of the door, making a full posture. However, he held the needle for a long time, but he didn't know where to start.

Mrs. Hou specially found it from the dowry and asked Yue Niang to send it.

The implication is self-evident.

It's been a while since we got married, and Malan has no good news yet...

Knowing that Malan is going to return to the Hou’s Mansion in the next two days, the old lady Hou has already prepared.
Chapter completed!