Cross the doghouse to save Party A, Your Highness owes me ten mines

I heard that the leader woke up this evening, so she had to come and see him no matter what.

First, give him the bill for the medicine.

Secondly, I want to see how his injury has recovered. Lei Huo has gone to protect the boss, so now I can only do the odd jobs by myself.

Thirdly, I have been very busy these past few days, and I don’t know if the leader’s mental illness has been cured. He has not yet thought of committing suicide, so please don’t do that again.

When I walked to the door, I met the hero Shili.

The knight was dressed in linen clothes and straw sandals, with his black hair held up by a linen belt. He did not hold a several-foot-long unsheathed heavy sword in his arms as usual, but held it in one hand and gestured with the other hand as he was arguing with someone:

"The leader is also somewhat helpless..."

"If he doesn't work hard to stay alive, how can he have a chance to clear his name...? Then wouldn't anyone ever know the truth, and Chen Yulian would be kept in the dark, allowing him to harm others..."

"Rights and wrongs, merits and demerits, whether to kill or to chop, will be decided by Your Highness..."

"I owe him an apology..."

“……” Tell him when he wakes up.

Seven days.

These days, the hero Shiliang has been guarding the leader's door. Whenever someone comes, he will stop them and refute any criticism.

The frost in winter is a little cold, and the wind under the eaves is very strong.

However, for Shiliang, who was used to sleeping in the open air, this was not a big concern.

"Ten great heroes, you are still here?" Miss Xia was very happy to see her idol again.

"I owe him an apology. Why is the girl here?"

"..." He owes me two bills. But how can I tell everyone about this? When the words came to my mouth, Miss Xia said, "I came to see if he woke up. I brought some food..."

Although she was too busy to look after the patients, she still provided them with equipment for vital sign detection.

So when she received the signal from the leader that he was about to wake up, she crawled out of the warm bed even though she was almost asleep.

No suicide allowed!

She stood outside the house and listened.

The leader in the room opened his eyes.

What meets the eye are the carved beams, the purlins engraved with auspicious animals, the jade screen painted with a picture of Baizi stepping on spring, and the bronze candlesticks bearing the traces of time, with the lightly jumping candlelight lying on them, reflecting the warm yellow of the room.

Where is this?

He couldn't remember clearly what happened afterwards.

He only remembered that after he tried to commit suicide, he begged the girl to let him go. Then he felt a sharp pain behind his ear and was knocked unconscious. In his last consciousness, he vaguely heard the girl talking about his face and the appearance of a scholar.

"The leader has not recovered yet. If anyone dares to touch him, we have to wait until he wakes up. He will have the final say on right and wrong..."

One sentence brought the leader back to reality.

It was the voice of that fool, the hero Shiliang, the man dressed in linen and holding a heavy sword who had been chasing him for half his life, and who, at the last moment, blocked the knife for him when he was being pointed at by thousands of people.

I defended him in detail every day, and during the days of coma, I occasionally woke up and could hear the noises outside. He actually heard everything.

"In the basket was a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and a bowl of yellow rice porridge. I've seen him eat them before, so he must have liked them..."

It was the voice of Miss Xia. She had saved him, and he remembered it. She also remembered everything he had eaten.

It turns out that there are people in this world who care about him.

But he didn't want to live anymore.

Sorry.

he got up,

The fluffy, soft quilt that smelled of sunshine slipped off my body.

He walked over to the dressing table.

There is a celadon incense burner with landscape and cloud pattern on the dressing table, which is emitting the scent of sandalwood. If you crush it, you can kill yourself with the broken pieces of porcelain.

This time, they couldn’t stop him even if they guarded outside the door.

This is a sad place.

He never lingers.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he stumbled.

He hadn't been out of bed for a few days, he couldn't remember how many days, but even a martial arts master would have weak legs after being bedridden for a long time.

He walked over a few steps, stumbled and fell on the dressing table, put his hand on the incense burner and was about to crush it.

Looking up,

But I saw a pretty face reflected in the blurry bronze mirror.

He was slightly stunned.

Subconsciously tear off the disguise.

"……Well!"

pain!

It's not a disguise.

The skin under his hand was torn open and blood dripped onto the incense burner.

How did he become like this?

This time I was completely stunned.

I am also a little more awake.

He moved closer and looked carefully at the bronze mirror, and found that the face he had cut had healed, with only a few light marks left where the knife had cut.

In addition to a shallow short scar on the side of the face in front of the ear,

His entire face had turned into the appearance of the scholar he had once disguised himself as.

what happened?

His face changed?

He has nothing to do with Chen Yulian anymore?

He no longer has to think of him when he sees his face, and no one will mention the three words Chen Yulian when they see his true appearance.

Bang!

The door was pushed open.

"Are you OK?"

Miss Xia ran in in a panic, and the hero Shiliang followed behind her holding a sword, and bowed politely, "Leader!"

The leader turned around, blood dripping down the side of his face.

Juliang frowned: "...What are you doing?"

Xia Shi: "...Haha, it's all my fault. I didn't tell him the doctor's advice. He shouldn't pull the wound hard until it's healed. He probably thought it was a disguise. When you were asleep, I took the initiative to fix your face like this without your consent. This is my fault."

555……(.﹒?︿﹒?.) In order to collect the final payment, look how tactfully she speaks.

In fact, she wrote a note and placed it on his bedside. Where is the note?

Look around!

The note lay alone on the floor beside the bed, and I don't know when it was swept away.

(′▽`??)

Try to smile.

Jianqiang said, "Alliance leader, I prepared some food for you. I wonder if you like it. Also, do you like your face?"

The leader looked at her, slightly stunned.

Miss Xia continued to try to be strong and introduced: "If you don't like it, we can modify it for you again. After-sales adjustment is free once, and the second adjustment is charged. Major changes are also charged. 50% discount, 70% discount is also fine, 80% discount cannot be more..."

More money will have to be paid by yourself.

We can’t lose money!

"it is good!"

The leader turned around, took a handkerchief from the dressing table and covered his face with it to stop the bleeding, then lifted up his clothes and sat down, saying softly:

"Since you've got the delicious food, present it to us!"

"yeah!"

Xia Shi was happy. He didn't expect the leader to be so easy to please. It seemed that his language communication ability had improved greatly.

She placed the food box on the square tiger-patterned pear wood table in the corner of the room, opened it layer by layer, and took out the food she had bought overnight from a popular restaurant in the city.

Place it well.

The leader of the alliance has come over, holding the table.

He lifted up his gown.

Sit tight,

He took a mouthful of porridge with a silver spoon and said softly, "Very good!"

A person who has lived in insult and exclusion since birth, a person who has struggled to survive in a killer camp with hatred on his shoulders, the best words he has ever heard in his life are just reports without any emotion.

He never uttered the word "thank you".

But this time he tried to say: