mtl008 Chapter 173 Wu Qing is seriously injured
Chapter 173 Wu Qing is seriously injured
Chu Qingmeng finished his inner complaints and silently sat down at the main seat, motioning them to sit down and talk. He had never expected that this report would last an hour. Chu Qingmeng started to have a headache after listening for a quarter of an hour, and her head was buzzing. Shuang Cheng rubbed her head with peppermint oil. Seeing her like that, Quan Si felt that he didn't even need to take her pulse. Jiu Ye was clearly suffering from a strong liver fire, with blood and qi surging, and he was almost flushed.
By the time Wu Qing finished reporting, Shuang Cheng's hands were sore from rubbing them. Chu Qingmeng couldn't contain her fury either. Three consecutive kill orders had frightened several people; the Ninth Master was truly furious. Seeing that the time she had agreed to with Mo Liujin had arrived, Chu Qingmeng took a deep breath, calmed herself, and let Wu Qing handle it. She then mounted her horse and galloped towards the main camp, instructing Kui Wenzhong and Shuang Cheng to put on their makeup and wait for her at the gate of Chen Shao's mansion. Quan Si secretly escorted her to the main camp.
Meanwhile, Mo Liujin, who was waiting at the entrance to the camp, began to look anxious. He was afraid something might happen to her. Although he trusted the skills of Kui Wenzhong and the others, he was still prepared for the worst. Just as he was lost in thought, he saw Chu Qingmeng riding back on horseback.
When everyone saw Chu Qingmeng riding a horse, it was clear to them that this little girl could ride a horse, but their general just didn't allow her to ride alone.
Chu Qingmeng pulled the reins, and the horse neighed and stopped. Seeing that she was fine, Mo Liujin was relieved. He reached out and carried her to his horse. After apologizing to everyone, the group began to walk towards Chen Shao's mansion. Mo Liujin whispered softly, "Why were you out for so long? What happened? How did you come back by yourself? Where is Wen Zhongren?"
"Some... official business. I didn't expect it to take so long." Chu Qingmeng didn't know what to say. "Quan Si brought me back, and Wen Zhong went to wait for us in front of Chen Shao's mansion."
Mo Liujin knew it wasn't convenient to discuss this, so he didn't ask any further questions. The group arrived at the gates of Chen Shao's mansion, where the families of the various families were already waiting. Chu Qingmeng dismounted, and Xia Zhi and Chun He joined her. They exchanged pleasantries as they entered and took their seats. Naturally, there were exclamations of admiration at Chu Qingmeng's appearance and age, and compliments on Mo Liujin's good fortune. Chu Qingmeng was speechless, then laughed in anger.
Xia Zhi quickly took out a hawthorn pill and handed it to Chu Qingmeng, whispering, "Master, please calm down and don't be angry. You were already angry this afternoon. If you get angry again, I'm afraid you'll have to call Quan Si again tonight."
Chu Qingmeng took a deep breath and threw away all her emotions. This was her own personality. She couldn't get angry. She couldn't get angry. Hearing Xia Zhi's words, Mo Liujin grabbed Chu Qingmeng's hand under the table. What happened this afternoon? Did he get angry?
"General, you're not going to do that, are you?" Lieutenant General Xing teased. "Put your hand over! My sister-in-law is sitting right next to you! Do you still have to hold hands secretly?"
Chu Qingmeng hurriedly shook off Mo Liujin's hand, her face slightly red. She was being teased in public. If it were in modern times, she would definitely smile and return the favor, but here, forget it.
"What nonsense!" Lieutenant General Xing's wife laughed and scolded him, "You men can joke around as much as you want, but don't bother with us women! The general's wife is still young, how can she listen to your nonsense?!"
Chu Qingmeng looked up at Deputy General Xing's wife with a hint of gratitude. This man had a bold and bold air.
"General, drink some wine! You didn't even make a sound when you married your new sister-in-law. That's really unkind of you. You should be punished!" Chen Shao's loud voice rang out.
Mo Liujin smiled and raised his glass, "It's my fault! I'll drink three glasses as punishment!"
Everyone laughed and chatted, clinking glasses and chatting. The women were also chatting, and Chu Qingmeng only occasionally echoed a few words, all laughing. When the banquet ended, the men were all drunk and unconscious, and were helped into the carriage by their wives. Chu Qingmeng looked at the drunken Mo Liujin and twitched her lips. Why did it feel like he didn't drink as much in a year when he was young as he had in the past few months since she came back? Forget it, just leave him alone, let him get drunk!
"Master." Kui Wenzhong knocked on the car door. "Wu Qing is seriously injured."
"What?!" Chu Qing sat up in shock. Is there anyone who can hurt Wu Qing with his kung fu? "Go to the fifth floor!"
The group turned their horses around and headed straight for the fifth floor. Facing the drunken Mo Liujin, Chu Qingmeng was once again helpless. He couldn't let him sleep in the carriage, could he? Kui Wenzhong took them to a room and said, "This is the room that the old owner of the building had prepared for Master Jiu a long time ago."
He asked Leng Feng and Fei Ying to take off Mo Liujin's coat and throw him on the bed in the inner room, asking them to keep watch. He went to check on Wu Qing and was relieved to see that he was still conscious and talking. In response to his self-blame and apology, Chu Qingmeng simply patted his shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay. Only a handful of people can escape from your hands. You've done your best. Don't worry about it. Rest first."
Then she returned to her room and took a deep breath in the outer hall, letting Wen Zhong begin to report what had happened since she left. As expected, one thing after another, Chu Qingmeng went from initially advising herself not to get angry to starting to sneer, until finally her smile grew wider and wider.