Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

Two days have passed since the royal hunt, and Yun Qian has been staying in the general's residence.

On the one hand, it is to recuperate from injuries, and on the other hand, it is to interrogate people.

That's right, the man who was captured by Yun Qian last time was still alive, and Yun Qian asked the doctor to rescue him.

Yun Qian hummed a little tune and walked into the dungeon of the General's Mansion. Hanging on the cross was a scarred man, with his head lowered and his disheveled hair covering his face.

Yun Qian made a gesture, and the soldier beside him picked up a basin of cold water and poured it on the man.

He woke up from the water and slowly raised his head.

"What do you think? Still don't want to speak today?" Yun Qian smiled.

It was like she was just here to have a cup of tea and chat with him.

The man sneered, "Even if you kill me, I won't say a word."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Yun Qian clapped with admiration, "You are such a proud and proud man, I admire you very much."

"........."

The trial is a trial, why are there sugar-coated bullets?

Are all the judges in your country like this? The man said he didn’t understand.

"You know what? I admire people like you who are unyielding and loyal to the country."

"But," Yun Qian changed the topic, "Does your country know that you are so loyal?"

The man sneered, "Of course I know, why do you have to ask?"

"If you die here, your country may think you are loyal and unyielding, but if you get out safely from here, what will they think?"

"Do I still think you are loyal, or do I think you made a deal with me and feel resentful towards you?"

Yun Qian tapped her fingers on the table, "People's hearts are all multifaceted."

Especially the emperor's family, they are very clever and suspicious of any trouble.

The man was stunned, and then taunted him again: "You are very good at this tactic of alienation."

"is it?"

Yun Qian raised an eyebrow.

"Well, let me guess, you made your own decision to attack me, right?"

"Because you realized that I was checking you."

When Yun Qian explained everything in the center, the man's eyes rarely appeared dazed and dazed.

"Did I guess right?"

The man pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Yun Qian straightened up and walked over, with a serious face: "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything. The General's Mansion has enough food and punishment... and the doctor has prepared everything. You won't die easily. We can use it up slowly."

"It takes until Yunchu gives up looking for you?"

Hearing the name in Yun Qian's mouth, the man couldn't hold himself any longer, his eyes were scarlet: "You know everything?"

Yun Qian looked like he was thinking: "I don't know much, but it's enough to make you suffer a little."

Yun Qian called the soldiers, "Serve this young master well."

"Yes."

"Come back! What else do you know? Come back and explain clearly!" The man was hysterical at Yun Qian's leaving back.

The narrow corridor echoed with the man's shout, which was inexplicably creepy.

After leaving the dungeon, the sun was shining brightly outside.

Yun Qian adapted to the strong light, raised her hand and stretched, and then naturally pulled the arrow wound on her arm.

The pain made Yun Qian's face wrinkle into a bitter melon.

At this time, the servant walked out at the right time and said, "General, it's time to change the dressing."

The wound on Yun Qian's arm was not particularly big to begin with, but because Yun Qian didn't pay attention when he pulled out the arrow, the inertia caused the arrow to scratch the edge of the wound again the moment it was pulled out of the body, and the wound was suddenly enlarged.

Every time Yun Qian changed the dressing, she felt painful and lamented that she had done something wrong.

Yun Qian arranged her clothes, revealing a whole arm and half of her round and small shoulders.

The doctor gently removed the gauze, revealing a hideous wound with red surroundings.

Yun Qian shook his head when he saw it.

The moment the medicinal powder was sprinkled on, Yun Qian felt like someone was rubbing salt into his wounds, and she bit her lips with white teeth.

Every application of medicine is a torture.

Yun Qian closed her eyes and didn't watch the doctor apply the medicine, to deceive herself that it didn't hurt.

This doctor is from Yun Yu's house. He has a strict mouth and is quick at work, but he is a bit heavy-handed.

When he applied the medicine for the first time, Yun Qian bared his teeth and asked him, "Does this general have a grudge against your family?"

Yun Qian closed her eyes tightly, all her attention was drawn to the pain in her arm, and she didn't notice the sound of the door opening and closing.

Inexplicably, the action of applying medicine to Yun Qian became gentle, and the person applying medicine would blow on her from time to time to relieve the pain.

Yun Qian's brows relaxed and she asked doubtfully: "Why are you so gentle all of a sudden? Is it because your conscience has discovered it?"

As she spoke, she turned her head and saw Wen Li who was carefully applying medicine to her.

Wen Li's expression was serious and serious, and his movements in applying the medicine could not have been gentler.

Yun Qian didn't expect Wen Li to show up here. She got a lump in her throat and shrank her arms.

The man shouted softly: "Don't move."

Yun Qian stayed still, but she couldn't stop talking, "Why are you here? The guard at the door let you in?"

"There is a token." Wen Li said concisely and to the point.

"........."

I don’t know if it’s a good or bad rule to tell the servants at the beginning that they will let people in when they see the token.

Yun Qian wanted to hide the fact that she was injured from Wen Li, because she was afraid that Wen Li would blame himself.

A wordless silence spread between the two of them.

Wen Li carefully sprinkled the powder and took the clean gauze from the table to wrap around the wound.

"why did not you tell me?"

Coming, Yun Qian thought.

She held Wen Li's sleeve with her good hand, "I just don't want you to worry."

"Don't you know that not saying anything will make people more worried?"

Wen Li's fingertips pinched the gauze so hard that they turned white.

Hearing this tone, Yun Qian hesitated: "Don't be angry, these are all minor injuries. I have suffered many injuries on the battlefield, some more serious than this. I recover quickly."

Wen Li's uneasy mood did not become lighter because of Yun Qian's comfort, but instead became more sour.

He couldn't imagine Yun Qian being injured on the battlefield.

The uneasiness and fear in his heart have been tormenting Wen Li these past few days, and he even forgot to tune it when he played the piano at night.

That's why he couldn't help but use the token to enter the general's mansion. He had to see with his own eyes that Yun Qian was safe before he could feel at ease.

"Don't be angry. I'm still alive and kicking. I'm so good that I can play with the sword for a few hours."

Wen Li finished the last finishing touches and finally looked up at Yun Qian, "Don't do this again, I'll be worried."

Yun Qian nodded wildly like a chicken pecking at rice, "No, I promise there won't be a next time."

Now Wen Li's uneasiness dissipated a lot, and he began to have free time to think about other things.

So his eyes fell on Yun Qian's fair shoulders, with a beautiful curve on his collarbone. Wen Li was stunned and his ears turned red quickly.

He turned his head with a swish, as if he was about to throw his head out.

Yun Qian was startled, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay...just put your clothes on quickly."

clothing?Yun Qian looked down at herself and realized that she still looked disheveled.

She knew what happened to Wen Li just now, he was shy, Yun Qian snickered.

She pretended that her hand hurt and said in an exaggerated tone, "Hey, my hand hurts so much. I can't lift it to get dressed."

"Wen Li, can you help me put it on?"