Chapter 9
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"I heard that besides liking beauties, Huagong is a better BMW." Cheng Chiba said with a smile. She waved her hand and asked her entourage to lead the Yellow puma. It is said that BMW should be a gift to a hero. When I watch this horse, only heroes like Huagong can match it. If Duke Hua gave up this slave. I will give this horse to Duke Hua as a gift. "
Xiao Xiu is shocked. He takes a look at Mo Qiao Sheng and whispers to Cheng Chiba: "my Lord, this horse is left by the marquis. How can you give it to others just to change a slave. I'm afraid this will chill the hearts of those veteran generals. "
Cheng took a look at Chiba.
"Nothing. People are more important than horses." Cheng Chiba casually cope with a sentence, she did not have time and these three views inconsistent with the ancient people slowly explain.
Hua Yu saw that the Yellow puma was very handsome. He was in a state of flying into the sea between shouting and roaring. He was very happy.
Rubbing his hands, he said, "how dare you exchange a remnant slave for such a horse."
With a clap of his hands, he walked out of two neat lines. On the left, there are beautiful men in different shapes, and on the right, there are beautiful women in beautiful colors.
They are either enchanting or pure and beautiful. They are all made of ice skin and soft body.
Hua Yu pointed at Mo Qiao Sheng and said, "this slave, I didn't tell him to stay in my anger. Judging from his attitude, he is already a half disabled person. It is useless for a good brother to take him. I have many beautiful women and Luan Chong who are excellent in appearance and talent. My younger brother can choose from them. "
Cheng Chiba was about to speak when he saw moqiao struggling to get up from the bench. His arms trembled, his teeth clenched, and he tried to prop up his upper body, as if to prove that he was not half disabled.
But in the end, unable to maintain, and back to the pool of blood.
He was lying on the bleeding wooden chair, with long scattered hair, gasping in his mouth and closing his eyes, full of pessimism.
"All right, all right." Cheng Chiba couldn't bear it. He touched his head gently to comfort his heart of fear. "I only want this slave."
She arched her hand at Han Quanlin: "I really like this person. I also ask Han Gong not to care about me and give up on me."
Han Quanlin saw that Hua Yuzhi agreed, so he had to step down and nod his head with hatred.
Cheng Qianye immediately wrote a deed with Hua Yu about the resale of slaves.
Wave a hand to let the attendant carry away with a chair.
Carrying a bloody slave, with everyone's surprised eyes, Cheng Chiba hurried back.
She knew that it would spread all over the city in a short time, and it would be the evidence of her immorality.
Add a lot to the Duke of Jin and Yue, and exchange the good horse left by his father for the glorious deeds of "beauty".
Maybe Zhang Fu and others will look down on her even more.
But so what?
She's not in the mood for these people, these things right now.
The thick blood dripping from the bench was as painful as beating on her heart.
She walked all the way next to the bench, touching the back of her head from time to time, and comforted in a soft voice: "bear it, there will be a doctor when you go back."
Walking to the gate of Xingyuan, I happen to meet Zhang Fu.
Zhang Fu's mask, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, can't help cracking a gap when he sees their strange team.
Cheng Chiba didn't pay attention to him. He arched his hand and went straight to the bedroom.
In the room, Cheng Chiba commands his attendants to carefully move Mo Qiaosheng to bed and invite military doctors to heal him.
The old master of the army, while dealing with those ferocious wounds, frowned and sighed.
Mo Qiaosheng pursed his mouth tightly, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and forbeared to say nothing.
However, big drops of cold sweat can not deceive people, indicating that this body is suffering a lot.
"It's too painful." Cheng Qianye looked at the blood handkerchief that those changed one by one, really can't bear to say, "is there no medicine that can relieve pain?"
"Ma Fei San has the effect of relieving pain," the old military doctor replied, "but it's very expensive. A slave is not qualified to use it."
"You Cheng Chiba almost gave angry smile, "come on, doctor. I repeat to you, use the best medicine, whether it's for noble people or slaves, only use the best and most effective. Is that clear? "
The old military doctor agreed in fear.
After a while, a servant came with the newly fried hemp.
Cheng Qianye loves Mo Qiao Sheng and is seriously injured. He sits at the head of the bed and gives him medicine.
Mo Qiao Sheng tried to raise his head, leaning out of the edge of the bed, without saying a word, quietly drinking medicine with a spoon.
Cheng Chiba looked at the beautiful sea blue on his body, and slowly spread a golden edge. Gradually, it became firm, conspicuous and bright.
Gold represents loyalty.
So you're loyal to me? Cheng Qianye felt a little embarrassed.
I just gave him a dose. This little wretch, maybe no one has ever been kind to him.But he didn't say a word. I don't know if I could see the color.
She folded two pillows and gently put Mo Qiao Sheng's forehead on them. Find a hollow jade tube, put one end into the medicine bowl, and let Mo Qiao Sheng in his mouth.
"Come on, it's easier to drink like this."
Mo Qiao Sheng hung his head, his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadow of his hair, showing only a pale chin and thin lips with straws.
Cheng Chiba quietly holds the medicine bowl for him, looking at the brown medicine juice slowly decreasing.
All of a sudden, a bright drop of water splashed into the medicine.
Then there was another drop.
Cheng Chiba was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw Mo Qiaosheng's thin, bloodless lips, shaking gently. The crystal clear tears came down his cheek and rolled into the bowl.
"Why are you crying?" Cheng Chiba touched his head, "does it hurt? Don't cry. You'll feel better after taking the medicine. "
That thin lip differential, loosen the mouth of the straw, don't face, he will whole face buried in the pillow, that silent but slightly trembling shoulder, revealed his uncontrollable emotion.
Don't cry.
Cheng Qianye is at a loss. How can this man comfort himself when he cries? I have no experience.
She had to feel his hair gently all the time.
He is really too bitter. I will treat him better in the future.
The old military doctor took care of the wound and straightened up.
He bowed to Cheng Chiba and saluted him: "report back to my Lord, the patient's legs have an old disease, and this time he has new injuries. Although I tried my best to treat it, I'm afraid it's difficult to recover as before. "
"What does it mean that you can't recover as before?"
"To practice martial arts and fight is to stop thinking about it." The old military doctor took a look at the bed and coughed, "it doesn't matter between the beds."
Rao is Cheng Qianye, who thinks he is very cheeky. After hearing this, he also blushes.
"First Tea outside, sir
You people don't treat slaves as human beings. Is it really good for you to tell your illness face to face?
She invited the military doctor to the outside and gave him a sincere gift.
"Please do your best. He is still so young and has practiced martial arts hard. If he is disabled, it's really a pity."
The old man touched his beard, nodded and said, "my Lord is kind-hearted. It's really a blessing for the people. I really can't think about it, but because we are in bianzhou at this time, we have a chance to do it. "
"Please give me your advice."
"On the west mountain of bianzhou, there is a hot spring with constant temperature all the year round. This spring is shaped like a curved moon, which is called moon god spring. Originally, he was the leader of bianzhou, a private villa. This spring has a special effect on muscle and bone injury, blood stasis and evil cohesion. Long bubble of, there is to decay new, Qufeng Qushi, and many other curative effect. It is symptomatic with the patient's injury. If you can often bubble it, the injury healed, but there is great potential
Cheng Chiba clapped his hand: "it's easy. Our department just wants to stay in bianzhou garrison. It's OK to take him to the hot spring every day."
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"I heard that besides liking beauties, Huagong is a better BMW." Cheng Chiba said with a smile. She waved her hand and asked her entourage to lead the Yellow puma. It is said that BMW should be a gift to a hero. When I watch this horse, only heroes like Huagong can match it. If Duke Hua gave up this slave. I will give this horse to Duke Hua as a gift. "
Xiao Xiu is shocked. He takes a look at Mo Qiao Sheng and whispers to Cheng Chiba: "my Lord, this horse is left by the marquis. How can you give it to others just to change a slave. I'm afraid this will chill the hearts of those veteran generals. "
Cheng took a look at Chiba.
"Nothing. People are more important than horses." Cheng Chiba casually cope with a sentence, she did not have time and these three views inconsistent with the ancient people slowly explain.
Hua Yu saw that the Yellow puma was very handsome. He was in a state of flying into the sea between shouting and roaring. He was very happy.
Rubbing his hands, he said, "how dare you exchange a remnant slave for such a horse."
With a clap of his hands, he walked out of two neat lines. On the left, there are beautiful men in different shapes, and on the right, there are beautiful women in beautiful colors.
They are either enchanting or pure and beautiful. They are all made of ice skin and soft body.
Hua Yu pointed at Mo Qiao Sheng and said, "this slave, I didn't tell him to stay in my anger. Judging from his attitude, he is already a half disabled person. It is useless for a good brother to take him. I have many beautiful women and Luan Chong who are excellent in appearance and talent. My younger brother can choose from them. "
Cheng Chiba was about to speak when he saw moqiao struggling to get up from the bench. His arms trembled, his teeth clenched, and he tried to prop up his upper body, as if to prove that he was not half disabled.
But in the end, unable to maintain, and back to the pool of blood.
He was lying on the bleeding wooden chair, with long scattered hair, gasping in his mouth and closing his eyes, full of pessimism.
"All right, all right." Cheng Chiba couldn't bear it. He touched his head gently to comfort his heart of fear. "I only want this slave."
She arched her hand at Han Quanlin: "I really like this person. I also ask Han Gong not to care about me and give up on me."
Han Quanlin saw that Hua Yuzhi agreed, so he had to step down and nod his head with hatred.
Cheng Qianye immediately wrote a deed with Hua Yu about the resale of slaves.
Wave a hand to let the attendant carry away with a chair.
Carrying a bloody slave, with everyone's surprised eyes, Cheng Chiba hurried back.
She knew that it would spread all over the city in a short time, and it would be the evidence of her immorality.
Add a lot to the Duke of Jin and Yue, and exchange the good horse left by his father for the glorious deeds of "beauty".
Maybe Zhang Fu and others will look down on her even more.
But so what?
She's not in the mood for these people, these things right now.
The thick blood dripping from the bench was as painful as beating on her heart.
She walked all the way next to the bench, touching the back of her head from time to time, and comforted in a soft voice: "bear it, there will be a doctor when you go back."
Walking to the gate of Xingyuan, I happen to meet Zhang Fu.
Zhang Fu's mask, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, can't help cracking a gap when he sees their strange team.
Cheng Chiba didn't pay attention to him. He arched his hand and went straight to the bedroom.
In the room, Cheng Chiba commands his attendants to carefully move Mo Qiaosheng to bed and invite military doctors to heal him.
The old master of the army, while dealing with those ferocious wounds, frowned and sighed.
Mo Qiaosheng pursed his mouth tightly, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and forbeared to say nothing.
However, big drops of cold sweat can not deceive people, indicating that this body is suffering a lot.
"It's too painful." Cheng Qianye looked at the blood handkerchief that those changed one by one, really can't bear to say, "is there no medicine that can relieve pain?"
"Ma Fei San has the effect of relieving pain," the old military doctor replied, "but it's very expensive. A slave is not qualified to use it."
"You Cheng Chiba almost gave angry smile, "come on, doctor. I repeat to you, use the best medicine, whether it's for noble people or slaves, only use the best and most effective. Is that clear? "
The old military doctor agreed in fear.
After a while, a servant came with the newly fried hemp.
Cheng Qianye loves Mo Qiao Sheng and is seriously injured. He sits at the head of the bed and gives him medicine.
Mo Qiao Sheng tried to raise his head, leaning out of the edge of the bed, without saying a word, quietly drinking medicine with a spoon.
Cheng Chiba looked at the beautiful sea blue on his body, and slowly spread a golden edge. Gradually, it became firm, conspicuous and bright.
Gold represents loyalty.
So you're loyal to me? Cheng Qianye felt a little embarrassed.
I just gave him a dose. This little wretch, maybe no one has ever been kind to him.But he didn't say a word. I don't know if I could see the color.
She folded two pillows and gently put Mo Qiao Sheng's forehead on them. Find a hollow jade tube, put one end into the medicine bowl, and let Mo Qiao Sheng in his mouth.
"Come on, it's easier to drink like this."
Mo Qiao Sheng hung his head, his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadow of his hair, showing only a pale chin and thin lips with straws.
Cheng Chiba quietly holds the medicine bowl for him, looking at the brown medicine juice slowly decreasing.
All of a sudden, a bright drop of water splashed into the medicine.
Then there was another drop.
Cheng Chiba was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw Mo Qiaosheng's thin, bloodless lips, shaking gently. The crystal clear tears came down his cheek and rolled into the bowl.
"Why are you crying?" Cheng Chiba touched his head, "does it hurt? Don't cry. You'll feel better after taking the medicine. "
That thin lip differential, loosen the mouth of the straw, don't face, he will whole face buried in the pillow, that silent but slightly trembling shoulder, revealed his uncontrollable emotion.
Don't cry.
Cheng Qianye is at a loss. How can this man comfort himself when he cries? I have no experience.
She had to feel his hair gently all the time.
He is really too bitter. I will treat him better in the future.
The old military doctor took care of the wound and straightened up.
He bowed to Cheng Chiba and saluted him: "report back to my Lord, the patient's legs have an old disease, and this time he has new injuries. Although I tried my best to treat it, I'm afraid it's difficult to recover as before. "
"What does it mean that you can't recover as before?"
"To practice martial arts and fight is to stop thinking about it." The old military doctor took a look at the bed and coughed, "it doesn't matter between the beds."
Rao is Cheng Qianye, who thinks he is very cheeky. After hearing this, he also blushes.
"First Tea outside, sir
You people don't treat slaves as human beings. Is it really good for you to tell your illness face to face?
She invited the military doctor to the outside and gave him a sincere gift.
"Please do your best. He is still so young and has practiced martial arts hard. If he is disabled, it's really a pity."
The old man touched his beard, nodded and said, "my Lord is kind-hearted. It's really a blessing for the people. I really can't think about it, but because we are in bianzhou at this time, we have a chance to do it. "
"Please give me your advice."
"On the west mountain of bianzhou, there is a hot spring with constant temperature all the year round. This spring is shaped like a curved moon, which is called moon god spring. Originally, he was the leader of bianzhou, a private villa. This spring has a special effect on muscle and bone injury, blood stasis and evil cohesion. Long bubble of, there is to decay new, Qufeng Qushi, and many other curative effect. It is symptomatic with the patient's injury. If you can often bubble it, the injury healed, but there is great potential
Cheng Chiba clapped his hand: "it's easy. Our department just wants to stay in bianzhou garrison. It's OK to take him to the hot spring every day."
"I heard that besides liking beauties, Huagong is a better BMW." Cheng Chiba said with a smile. She waved her hand and asked her entourage to lead the Yellow puma. It is said that BMW should be a gift to a hero. When I watch this horse, only heroes like Huagong can match it. If Duke Hua gave up this slave. I will give this horse to Duke Hua as a gift. " Xiao Xiu is shocked. He takes a look at Mo Qiao Sheng and whispers to Cheng Chiba: "my Lord, this horse is left by the marquis. How can you give it to others just to change a slave. I'm afraid this will chill the hearts of those veteran generals. " Cheng took a look at Chiba. "Nothing. People are more important than horses." Cheng Chiba casually cope with a sentence, she did not have time and these three views inconsistent with the ancient people slowly explain. Hua Yu saw that the Yellow puma was very handsome. He was in a state of flying into the sea between shouting and roaring. He was very happy. Rubbing his hands, he said, "how dare you exchange a remnant slave for such a horse." With a clap of his hands, he walked out of two neat lines. On the left, there are beautiful men in different shapes, and on the right, there are beautiful women in beautiful colors. They are either enchanting or pure and beautiful. They are all made of ice skin and soft body. Hua Yu pointed at Mo Qiao Sheng and said, "this slave, I didn't tell him to stay in my anger. Judging from his attitude, he is already a half disabled person. It is useless for a good brother to take him. I have many beautiful women and Luan Chong who are excellent in appearance and talent. My younger brother can choose from them. " Cheng Chiba was about to speak when he saw moqiao struggling to get up from the bench. His arms trembled, his teeth clenched, and he tried to prop up his upper body, as if to prove that he was not half disabled. But in the end, unable to maintain, and back to the pool of blood. He was lying on the bleeding wooden chair, with long scattered hair, gasping in his mouth and closing his eyes, full of pessimism. "All right, all right." Cheng Chiba couldn't bear it. He touched his head gently to comfort his heart of fear. "I only want this slave." She arched her hand at Han Quanlin: "I really like this person. I also ask Han Gong not to care about me and give up on me." Han Quanlin saw that Hua Yuzhi agreed, so he had to step down and nod his head with hatred. Cheng Qianye immediately wrote a deed with Hua Yu about the resale of slaves. Wave a hand to let the attendant carry away with a chair. Carrying a bloody slave, with everyone's surprised eyes, Cheng Chiba hurried back. She knew that it would spread all over the city in a short time, and it would be the evidence of her immorality. Add a lot to the Duke of Jin and Yue, and exchange the good horse left by his father for the glorious deeds of "beauty". Maybe Zhang Fu and others will look down on her even more. But so what? She's not in the mood for these people, these things right now. The thick blood dripping from the bench was as painful as beating on her heart. She walked all the way next to the bench, touching the back of her head from time to time, and comforted in a soft voice: "bear it, there will be a doctor when you go back." Walking to the gate of Xingyuan, I happen to meet Zhang Fu. Zhang Fu's mask, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, can't help cracking a gap when he sees their strange team. Cheng Chiba didn't pay attention to him. He arched his hand and went straight to the bedroom. In the room, Cheng Chiba commands his attendants to carefully move Mo Qiaosheng to bed and invite military doctors to heal him. The old master of the army, while dealing with those ferocious wounds, frowned and sighed. Mo Qiaosheng pursed his mouth tightly, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and forbeared to say nothing. However, big drops of cold sweat can not deceive people, indicating that this body is suffering a lot. "It's too painful." Cheng Qianye looked at the blood handkerchief that those changed one by one, really can't bear to say, "is there no medicine that can relieve pain?" "Ma Fei San has the effect of relieving pain," the old military doctor replied, "but it's very expensive. A slave is not qualified to use it." "You Cheng Chiba almost gave angry smile, "come on, doctor. I repeat to you, use the best medicine, whether it's for noble people or slaves, only use the best and most effective. Is that clear? " The old military doctor agreed in fear. After a while, a servant came with the newly fried hemp. Cheng Qianye loves Mo Qiao Sheng and is seriously injured. He sits at the head of the bed and gives him medicine. Mo Qiao Sheng tried to raise his head, leaning out of the edge of the bed, without saying a word, quietly drinking medicine with a spoon. Cheng Chiba looked at the beautiful sea blue on his body, and slowly spread a golden edge. Gradually, it became firm, conspicuous and bright. Gold represents loyalty. So you're loyal to me? Cheng Qianye felt a little embarrassed. I just gave him a dose. This little wretch, maybe no one has ever been kind to him.But he didn't say a word. I don't know if I could see the color. She folded two pillows and gently put Mo Qiao Sheng's forehead on them. Find a hollow jade tube, put one end into the medicine bowl, and let Mo Qiao Sheng in his mouth. "Come on, it's easier to drink like this." Mo Qiao Sheng hung his head, his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadow of his hair, showing only a pale chin and thin lips with straws. Cheng Chiba quietly holds the medicine bowl for him, looking at the brown medicine juice slowly decreasing. All of a sudden, a bright drop of water splashed into the medicine. Then there was another drop. Cheng Chiba was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw Mo Qiaosheng's thin, bloodless lips, shaking gently. The crystal clear tears came down his cheek and rolled into the bowl. "Why are you crying?" Cheng Chiba touched his head, "does it hurt? Don't cry. You'll feel better after taking the medicine. " That thin lip differential, loosen the mouth of the straw, don't face, he will whole face buried in the pillow, that silent but slightly trembling shoulder, revealed his uncontrollable emotion. Don't cry. Cheng Qianye is at a loss. How can this man comfort himself when he cries? I have no experience. She had to feel his hair gently all the time. He is really too bitter. I will treat him better in the future. The old military doctor took care of the wound and straightened up. He bowed to Cheng Chiba and saluted him: "report back to my Lord, the patient's legs have an old disease, and this time he has new injuries. Although I tried my best to treat it, I'm afraid it's difficult to recover as before. " "What does it mean that you can't recover as before?" "To practice martial arts and fight is to stop thinking about it." The old military doctor took a look at the bed and coughed, "it doesn't matter between the beds." Rao is Cheng Qianye, who thinks he is very cheeky. After hearing this, he also blushes. "First Tea outside, sir You people don't treat slaves as human beings. Is it really good for you to tell your illness face to face? She invited the military doctor to the outside and gave him a sincere gift. "Please do your best. He is still so young and has practiced martial arts hard. If he is disabled, it's really a pity." The old man touched his beard, nodded and said, "my Lord is kind-hearted. It's really a blessing for the people. I really can't think about it, but because we are in bianzhou at this time, we have a chance to do it. " "Please give me your advice." "On the west mountain of bianzhou, there is a hot spring with constant temperature all the year round. This spring is shaped like a curved moon, which is called moon god spring. Originally, he was the leader of bianzhou, a private villa. This spring has a special effect on muscle and bone injury, blood stasis and evil cohesion. Long bubble of, there is to decay new, Qufeng Qushi, and many other curative effect. It is symptomatic with the patient's injury. If you can often bubble it, the injury healed, but there is great potential Cheng Chiba clapped his hand: "it's easy. Our department just wants to stay in bianzhou garrison. It's OK to take him to the hot spring every day."
