Chapter 1696 Yan Beicheng Holds Moshanghua's Hand

Chapter 117: Yan Beicheng Holds Moshanghua's Hand

Yan Beicheng took Mo Shanghua's hand, and pulled her to his side, "Since the matter is finished, then princess, let's go back to have lunch."

Before Mo Shanghua had time to react, he wrapped her soft plain hand in his palm, and she didn't resist very much in her heart. After a few breaths, she pulled her hand out.

Yan Beicheng's sword eyebrows frowned immediately, and before she had time to say more, Qin Ya hurried over not far away, and when she saw Mo Shanghua, her eyes lit up instantly, and she hurried over, clutching her chest non-stop He gulps and breathes.

Mo Shanghua frowned slightly, and stepped forward to help Qin Ya, "What's the matter, are you in a panic?"

Qin Ya gasped for a while, then raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and then said: "Back to the princess, the eldest brother has a high fever for some reason today, and the servant did not dare to seek the doctor, so he went out to find the doctor. But the guard boy didn’t let the doctor in, and the elder brother couldn’t get out, so I, I came here to find you.”

While speaking, tears welled up in her eyes, "Brother is still ill now, and now he is burnt out."

Moshang Hualiu's eyebrows suddenly twitched, and she walked towards the courtyard where Qin Lin lived.

Qin Lin was loyal to her, she had to go and see.

Just two steps away, Qin Ya hastily grabbed her sleeve, "Princess, I still have something to report."

Mo Shanghua's footsteps paused slightly, his eyes tinged with doubt, "What else?"

"My servant went to the suburbs in order to find you. Although you were not there, the stewards over there tried their best not to let this servant go in. This servant was worried. They did something that was obsequious. My brother was eager, but there, my servant I'm afraid it will be too late, and it will lead to a big mistake." Qin Ya raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and spoke faster.

Mo Shanghua's brows were tightly knit together, she lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, and then raised her head again, "Don't worry about that for now, it's important to look at Qin Lin first."

As she spoke, she hurried away, and Qin Ya hurriedly followed after seeing this.

Yan Beicheng didn't follow, but looked at Mo Shanghua's back thoughtfully, his eyes were dyed with ink, so dark and deep that it was impossible to see clearly what he was thinking.

While thinking about it, Mo Ling, the secret guard who had reminded him many times earlier, stood quietly behind him. After seeing the ceremony, he said: "My lord, the people at the Lin residence refuse to leave. I must see you today, otherwise the negotiation will be void."

The affairs of Lin's mansion are very important, so he might have to go there.

"Understood, I'll go right away." Yan Beicheng's face returned to his usual indifferent and unpredictable, and his curved and hard jaw slightly raised, "Go to the area where the princess is in the suburbs to investigate and investigate. If there is any abnormality, take care of it immediately. Alright, send someone else to report back."

In Mo Ling's lowered eyes, a trace of helplessness and complexity flashed across his eyes. After hesitating for a while, he suppressed all the thoughts in his heart and said, "Yes, this subordinate will do it now."

After the voice fell, the person had disappeared without a trace again.

Ever since Yan Beicheng sensed Mo Ling's departure, his expression on his face returned to his usual dandy look, and he found an excuse and went out.

When Mo Shanghua arrived, Qin Lin's face was flushed with fever, and he was unconscious. He kept raving, "It's cold, it's so cold."

Seeing this, Qin Ya couldn't hold back the tears she was holding back along the way, and they fell down her cheeks, "Princess, big brother, big brother..."

She wanted to say that Moshanghua must save Qin Lin, but when the words came to her mouth, she couldn't vomit no matter what, so she couldn't help but choked up.

"I know, you hurry to fetch some pots of water and some handkerchiefs, I'm here." Mo Shanghua took the medicine box handed over by the maid behind her, while trying to slow down her voice to comfort Qin Ya said a few words.

Qin Ya hurriedly held back her tears, nodded repeatedly, and trotted down.

Mo Shanghua carried the medicine box and walked to Qin Lin's bed, not denying that it was a man's bed, and took Qin Lin's hand out of the quilt, lightly resting her white fingers on his wrist, closing her eyes. Diagnose the pulse carefully.

Then, she untied the layers of gauze wrapped around Qin Lin's forehead, her eyes fixed on her wound.

Sure enough, the wound that had healed very well in the past few days suddenly became inflamed at this time, and the wound was already faintly festering.

It seems that someone got in the way.

But Qin Lin had been injured for a few days, and the wound was recovering well, and the medicines were the best. It was impossible for such a situation to happen. Even if there was an accident, it shouldn't be now.

If the people behind the scenes were really satisfied, Qin Ya might be the next one.

Mo Shanghua thought about it quickly for a few moments, and soon sank his mind, took out what he needed from the medicine box one by one, and focused his eyes on Qin Lin's inflamed wound.

She was very serious, unaware that a small tile had already been removed from the roof at this time, and a masked man in black was looking into the house through the removed tile.

As for Qin Lin, fortunately, the current situation is not very serious. By the time Qin Ya comes back with what she needs, Moshanghua has already dealt with it, and Moshanghua will feed Qin Lin again. Despite the reason of the medicine, he has now slept very peacefully, and he is no longer raving about being cold.

Seeing this, Qin Ya breathed a sigh of relief, and handed the things she just brought to Mo Shanghua one by one.

Mo Shanghua put the copper basin half filled with warm water on the table, and took out a sapphire vial from her waist, and the milky white medicinal powder melted slowly in the clear water.

"This medicine has the effect of dispelling heat and detoxification, Qin Ya, throw the veil into it and soak for a while, then use the veil to help Qin Lin wipe the palms and soles of the feet, the fever will subside soon." Mo Shanghua Put away the sapphire vial, and whispered a few words, "Hurry up, I'll wait for you outside."

Qin Ya hurriedly nodded like pounding garlic, took the handkerchief and threw it into the basin, squatted down and soaked it carefully.

Seeing this, Mo Shanghua was about to turn around and leave when she suddenly felt like a thorn on her head, which made her very uncomfortable. She couldn't help raising her head violently, and saw that a small tile on the roof had been lifted, and a black shadow flew past, so fast that almost only an afterimage could be seen.

Mo Shanghua's eyes sharpened sharply, and her footwork changed quickly, her body flew out like an arrow flying off the string, and then kicked twice on the bluestone wall with her feet, and jumped And to the roof.

The tile that was removed just now is still there, but the roof is already empty.

Mo Shanghua walked to the lifted tile and followed her gaze. From that angle, she was able to see everything in front of Qin Lin's bed.

Her willow eyebrows were slightly raised immediately, her Qingling eyes were slightly condensed.