"Who are you? Where is my father? What did you do to my father?"
"Don't worry, the old man is sleeping well. After all, he is the father of our young master's concubine in the 14th room. You guys don't dare to offend."
Only then did Tang Qingyu have time to look at the clothes of the strong men.
Seeing the familiar family emblem on her clothes, an ominous premonition flashed through Tang Qingyu's heart.
"What do you mean?"
"Why are you pretending to be stupid, Ms. Tang? She borrows my young master's money every day to buy ginseng. Your father hasn't been cured yet, so you want to turn against him and deny it?"
"I obviously asked Miss Rao San to borrow the money!"
"Besides, don't let Rao Wude have such a big dream! I, Tang Qingyu, will never be a concubine for anyone!"
"Ms. Tang, this is not something you won't do if you don't want to do it!"
"Look, what is this?"
The strong man slapped a stack of IOUs.
Extremely arrogant.
"Miss Tang, you can either go back with me today and become the eldest master's concubine in the fourteenth room. The master has said that turning out the lights will be the same anyway. Or we can go to the Yamen and sue you and put you in jail, leaving your father with no one to take care of you."
nothing!"
Tang Qingyu couldn't listen to this at the moment.
Instead, looking at the stack of IOUs, tears of betrayal filled his eyes.
"Is this IOU given to you by Miss Rao San?"
"Of course, if the third lady hadn't cooperated in the show, you wouldn't have dared to lend our Rao family so much money!"
Tang Qingyu staggered back.
"I regard her as a close friend and treat her sincerely, but she, she..."
"Miss Tang, be careful."
A steady male voice sounded above the head.
Tang Qingyu found herself falling into a warm and thick embrace. She thought that her life was only gloomy, but suddenly she seemed to have grasped the last straw to save her life.
"Xiaoyu!"
Zhu Youde supported the beauty and his face sank.
Wang Po's sword shines like lightning.
Before anyone could react, a cloud of blood mist burst out.
Two bloody forearms, accompanied by the IOU flying in the air, fell to the ground with two clatters!
"Those who are still in sight after three breaths will die!"
Zhu Youde spoke coldly.
Have the servants of the Rao family ever seen this kind of scene where people are frequently drawn out with swords and killed.
I didn't even dare to take a dip.
Dragging the bloody strong man who led the way to block the door, he ran away in a mess and in a state of peeing.
"Take away the two pig trotters!"
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Youde completed the clearance.
Reluctant to let go of her delicate body.
"Miss Tang, I was just in a hurry and took offense."
Because she suddenly saw Master Zhu's guard cutting off both arms with his sword, Tang Qingyu's face turned pale, and she was confused and had many questions in her mind.
Just about to speak.
Wang Zhonghou came over with an old man with a white beard on horseback.
"Go to the doctor first!"
Zhu Youde stopped the imperial doctor's upcoming visit and took the lead to enter the Tang family's gate.
Two-entry courtyard.
Because there had been a fire before, there were signs of scorch and blackening everywhere.
After walking to the innermost part of the yard, Zhu Youde finally saw a room with complete doors and windows and a roof.
"My dad is inside."
Although the house looks messy from the outside, once you enter the room, everything is neat and tidy. On the desk by the window, there are also pale pink autumn chrysanthemums in a vase.
Against the innermost wall.
Lying on the bed was a middle-aged man, with his eyes closed and a painful expression on his face from time to time.
The white-haired doctor stepped forward to check carefully.
"This is because the smoke was inhaled from the fire, which caused him to cough up blood frequently and become unclear. Miss Tang, was your father's condition like this before?"
Tang Qingyu nodded and said eagerly.
"What the old gentleman said is true. He is a miracle doctor! My father's condition is getting worse every day. I can only use ginseng to survive. I wonder if the old gentleman can cure him?"
“It’s enough to remove silt and reduce phlegm, replenish blood and replenish qi, and it’s not a big problem.
"I'll give him two injections first to prevent him from being in such pain even in a coma."
A set of consultation, acupuncture and prescription are given.
Less than half an hour passed.
Tang Qingyu was pleasantly surprised to see that her father's brows gradually softened, no longer showing any pain as before.
Not wanting to disturb the patient's rest, the group went outside the room.
Just walked a few steps.
Tang Qingyu knelt down towards Zhu Youde.
"My daughter has thanked Mr. Zhu for his kindness! I also ask Mr. Zhu to teach me a way to repay you. My daughter is willing to do anything."
"Get up and talk first."
At the same time as he pulled the person up, Zhu Youde touched his flexible waist again.
The touch is really wonderful.
"If Miss Tang wants to repay her, the sound of the piano can do it."
Zhu Youde said sincerely.
"Before, I wanted Miss Tang to play the piano for me for the rest of my life, but after seeing her today, I changed my mind."
"The girl is as ethereal as a banished immortal. If she is bound by the courtyard, she will definitely not be beautiful. If the girl's piano sound is damaged because of this, my loss will be even more incalculable."
"So Miss Tang, my reward is to play more songs for me."
Tang Qingyu was stunned after hearing this.
"These are your requirements, Master?"
"And my face is like this, and the young master still praises me as an immortal?"
"Beauty is in the bones, not the skin."
"Thank you for your comfort, sir, but most people in the world only value the skin. In fact, the same goes for the little girl. If the little girl is not disfigured, then the master will not change his mind about taking concubines, right?"
Zhu Youde smiled calmly.
"To tell you the truth, young lady, I actually have one now too!"
"ah?"
"I praise the girl's beauty out of my sincerity. I want to have the girl out of possessiveness, but also out of my sincerity. But I don't want to restrict the girl's music and damage her music, and it also comes out of my sincerity!"
Zhu Youde looked at Tang Qingyu with sincere eyes.
At this moment, Tang Qingyu felt that it was impossible not to be shocked.
When something happened at home, she kept gritting her teeth and holding on.
But no matter what I do, every time I open my eyes, I see only the extremely dark road ahead.
Until today.
Until then.
Tang Qingyu only felt a bright and warm light shining on the darkest place in her path.
"Today we know that there is still such a strange person as Mr. Zhu in the world."
"Master Zhu, can you give me some time to think? I may have something to say to you."
Zhu Youde nodded.
I wonder what medicine this girl is selling in her gourd?
He sat quietly at the stone table under the big tree in the courtyard, watching Tang Qingyu stand in a daze under the tree with her back to them.
Just look at the back.
That otherworldly and cold temperament really gave Zhu Youde the desire to drag her into the mortal world and see her blushing and begging for mercy.
Another half an hour passed.
Tang Qingyu finally cleared her mind and turned to look at the white-haired imperial doctor.
"Old sir, can you help me look at your face?"
Huh?
Listening to this, could it be that there is another mystery to this girl’s face?
Zhu Youde's eyes lit up and he ordered repeatedly.
"Hurry and show it to Miss Tang."
"It's so big...wait a minute, except for the burn on the left ear, which is about the size of half a copper coin, the other injuries are all disguised, right?"
"um, yes."
Tang Qingyu admitted it without hesitation.
What woman doesn’t like a beautiful face?
And she had just figured out that meeting a rare and beloved man like Mr. Zhu in the world should not be missed.
"Old sir, can you treat this injury?"
Tang Qingyu asked anxiously.
Now that she has determined that Mr. Zhu is her husband, she naturally hopes to be in the best possible state.
"It's just a superficial injury, it can be cured!" The white-haired imperial doctor was extremely confident.
"How about I help Miss Tang get rid of this disguise first?"
Seeing Tang Qingyu nod, the white-haired imperial doctor took the medicine box and prepared a potion to disguise the purple-black burn scars on Tang Qingyu's face bit by bit.