Chapter 725: Help him comb his hair
Fu Ciyi covered the big bump on his head in time, and his figure swayed.
Yan Funing quickly supported him and said to Fu He: "Your master was seriously injured in the paddock and was unconscious just now. You can't drink this wine in the Prince's Mansion."
Fu He looked towards Fu Ciyi: "Young Master, will you refuse truthfully?"
Fu Ciyi pondered, and said: "You take the invitation to the Prince's Mansion and report my injury in the paddock. Emphasize that Speaking of my current situation, it is not appropriate to drink.”
"I understand."
Fu He resigned.
Yan Funing guessed softly: "I think the prince is here to check how injured you are."
"It is possible." Fu Ciyi said softly, "The greater possibility is that he is here Tell me in a roundabout way that he ordered me to be attacked in the paddock.”
“He did it and tell you what he did.” Yan Funing frowned, “Even if it was Fu Zhengqing. You dug up this line of selling an official position. Shouldn’t the prince keep it secret?”
So arrogant.
Fu Ciyi sneered: "Since he is the prince, he naturally does not need to be afraid of me as a minister. I think the purpose of this incident is that he wants to beat me."
Hearing this, Yan Fu stared at the bag on his head and couldn't help but laugh again.
“It was really beaten, and it was beaten like this.”
Fu Ciyi rubbed it and hissed.
Yan Funing grabbed his arm: "You rubbed it too hard, it's inappropriate."
The man stopped his hand, wondering: "If I don't use this package, how can I marry you?"
"With this guarantee, you can't marry me?" she asked.
"Whose groom carries a big bag to marry the bride?"
"There is still time to get divorced, I promise to let your bag go." She pulled his hand Hand, "Go inside, spread your hair, and I'll take a look at the swelling."
Also check to see if there is any broken skin.
Fu Ciyi followed her into the room, and she sat down on the chair obediently.
Yan Funing took off the jade crown on his head, and his hair spread out like a waterfall. Coupled with his red lips and white teeth, he looked very beautiful.
After taking a look, she smiled softly: "This husband has a good appearance. It would be a pity if he can't get rid of it."
"Don't laugh, please help me find out what to do." Reduce swelling sooner.”
Yan Funing brushed his hair away and murmured: "The scalp has no obvious damage. It is so bulging, which shows that it is caused by blunt external force."
"The paddock has mountains and forests, and two people suddenly broke out at the foot of the mountain. More than a dozen masked men, all holding sticks, came towards me."
"Isn't there someone following you?"
"The group that was following me was a little away from me. Just as I was using my fists and kicks, someone hit me hard on the head from behind. "If you hit me hard, you will suffer from dizziness and vomiting due to concussion. You need to rest well these days." Yan Funing touched the bag lightly, "Ice the first two days, then you can apply heat to reduce swelling."
"Will you come and give me the acupuncture?" he asked.
"Do you want me to come?"
Fu Ciyi nodded: "Of course."
At least you can't marry her with a bag on your shoulders, right?
"Okay." Yan Funing began to sort out the silver needle bag, "I will come over if I have time in the next few days."
Seeing her putting the silver needle bag into the medicine box, Fu Ciyi grabbed her wrist: "Are you leaving now?"
"If you don't leave now, I will sort out the medicine box." She took the medicine box from the box He took out a small jar of ointment, "To reduce swelling and relieve pain, apply it twice a day."
The man let go of her hand: "I'm hungry."
"This is your home. Don't you know how to ask someone to serve the food yourself?" She said, remembering what Wan Niang said, "Forget it, I'll do it for you."
The corners of the man's lips curled up in pleasure: "Thank you, madam."
Yan Funing left the main courtyard, spoke to the people guarding the entrance, and then returned to the study to write the prescription.
The prescription was written in just a moment and showed it to Fu Ciyi, who was sitting on the bed with his hair disheveled.
"Drink for ten days first. If you still don't feel better after ten days, I will change some medicine."
"Okay." The man glanced at it and slowly put down the pill.
Yan Funing pulled up a chair and sat down. The room was very quiet.
So many things have happened in the past few days, it feels like a long time has passed.
My eyes turned to him and saw his disheveled hair, so I got up and went to the dressing table.
There is nothing of hers on the dressing table.
She looked around, opened the drawer on the side, removed a few hair crowns, took out a navy blue hairband, and a comb for tying his hair.
The two items were placed on the edge of the bed.
"Here, comb your hair. Try not to wear a hair crown these days."
Fu Ciyi said: "I gesture heavily, madam, help me."
< br>After that, regardless of whether she agreed or not, he slowly turned his back to her and sat cross-legged.
Yan Funing pursed her lips and took a comb to comb his hair.
I don't know if it was because of her soft hands or because she combed gently and gently, which made his scalp stretch and he slowly closed his eyes.
As soon as I closed my eyes, the scene that just flashed through my mind flashed again.
The woman was tied to a chair by him.
The hemp rope passed under her chest, then wrapped a few times around her waist, and was tied to the back of the chair. Her arms were also tied behind her back to the back of the chair. Not only that, her calves were also tied to the legs of the chair.
Revealing slender white ankles.
The woman seemed to be afraid of him, shaking her body.
He wanted to see her face clearly, but it was hazy.
Yan Funing tied his hair at the back of his head with a hair tie. In order to avoid pulling the big bundle, he combed it loosely and the rest of his hair was spread around his head.
Quite a romantic look.
Twisted her hair and said softly: "Okay."
The man sitting cross-legged on the bed seemed to be shocked by her, and his shoulders shook.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked.
Fu Ciyi pressed his temples and slowly sat on the head of the bed. After a long time, he said hoarsely: "It's nothing."
"Master, the food is here."
The servants delivered the meals to the outhouse.
"Okay." Fu Ciyi responded, raised his eyelids and said to Yan Funing, "If you can help me, you can go back."
Hearing this, Yan Funing was startled and said hello quickly.
I picked up the medicine box and left.
Watching her slender figure go away, Fu Ciyi frowned.
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More than half an hour later, Yan Funing returned to Yan's house.
"Fu Ning, how about Ci Yi, does it matter?" Hong Qingyi asked.
"Bao looks serious, and his concussion is serious."
"Are you stupid?" Yan Bo asked smoothly.
Yan Funing hummed: "You can't be stupid, he is very smart."
"That's good." Hong Qingyi nodded, "As long as it doesn't affect the wedding date." After a slight pause, he added, "It's time to remind him that he will have a good life."
"Mom, I gave him a prescription, and he also I left the ointment, don’t worry.”
A few people were chatting when someone from the Hong family came.
It was none other than Mrs. Hong and Hong Yuxin.
As juniors, Yan Funing and Yan Bojian called in unison: "Grandma, second uncle."
Yan Huan had no expression on his face: "Mother-in-law and second uncle are here to beg for mercy?"
Hong Yuxin helped his mother sit down and said ashamedly: "Master Guo, my mother and I are here. It's true that we are here." "Come to plead for mercy."
After saying this, Hong Qingyi frowned slightly: "Mother, second brother, you are here to plead for mercy on behalf of the Yu family. Do you want us to stop pursuing it?"
Hong The old lady sighed and looked at Yan Funing: "My dear grandson, can you forgive your second aunt?"