The general's eldest daughter has a spatial ability

An Yi opened the door, and Qingyang entered. He saw Nangong Li, dressed in a white undergarment, leaning against the headboard: "How is Nineteen?"

"The man just returned, injured, and is now kneeling outside the door, awaiting his master's judgment!" Qingyang said.

"Let him in," Nangong Li said.

"Master, your subordinate has returned. Your subordinate should not have acted without authorization and was almost caught. Please punish me, Master!" Nineteen knelt down and kowtowed.

"Tell me what happened at the Qingwang Mansion. How did you escape? Who saved you?" Nangong Li looked at Nineteen.

"Yes, originally I only intended to investigate and check the defenses of the warehouse, and then... then I probably went the wrong way and went to Nangong Chun's study, and was discovered by the guards. Under their attack, I was hit by an arrow and had no hope of escaping. Just as I was about to kill two more people, I... committed suicide!"

Who knew that Nangong Chun's warehouse would suddenly catch fire? Nangong Chun sent half of his men to fight the fire, and then they smelled a sleeping potion. The guards and their subordinates all fainted. Before they fainted, they heard a woman's voice telling them not to worry, saying that she had come to save them.

Then his subordinate woke up and found himself in a cave not far from the city, with a hot spring inside. The arrowhead had been removed, the wound had been treated, and a wound ointment had been left. "Nineteen slowly recounted what had happened.

"Is that cave over there, on the cliff in the mountains not far from General Mo's mansion?"

“Exactly, how did the commander know?” Nineteen asked.

An Yi glanced at Nangong Li: That woman is probably the one who stripped the master's clothes. I don't know if she stripped Nineteen's, but judging from the look, she didn't. She's filthy.

Nangong Li's face was ashen: Damn woman, does she really enjoy saving men? And she even put him in the same place, on the same stone bed! Did she also undress Nineteen?!

"How did she heal you? Even if you were unconscious, you should still have some sense of the outside world! Think about it, maybe you can find some clues about the person who saved you, and repay her life-saving grace in the future!" Nangong Li stared at Nineteen, his eyes cold.

An Yi felt that Nangong Li emphasized the words "report" particularly heavily, and his master's expression was also off. Nineteen had returned, and while his master was angry, this shouldn't be his reaction! He didn't understand!

Qingyang: It seems that the person who saved Nineteen this time is the same person who saved Master last time, but something is not right. Is Master jealous?

"I felt someone cut open my clothes, then cut open the wound and took out the arrowhead, but I didn't feel any pain. Then they poured some wound medicine on me and the bleeding stopped. Then they stuffed a pill into my mouth, picked me up and threw me onto the stone bed."

"Didn't she bandage your wound?" Just thinking about having to take off his shirt and hug this damned stick to bandage his chest arrow wound made Nangong Li want to shoot another arrow at Nineteen and pierce him through!

"No, she seems pretty lazy. Master, look, when she was removing the arrowhead from her subordinate's clothes, she just cut open her chest, made an opening, took out the arrowhead, and poured on some medicine powder. She didn't care about the other wounds, only leaving some wound medicine." Nineteen lifted up the hole in her chest to show Nangong Li!

Dark One: "Get lost, you stink!"

Nangong Li: "Come forward, let me take a look."

Dark One: ...

Nineteen glanced smugly at An Yi: Boss, look! The master doesn't mind that I smell bad!

Nangong Li checked and found that the wound had only been treated with medicine and not bandaged, and that both the inner and outer garments were dirty and had not been changed. Hmm, not bad, they didn't take off their clothes! That put his mind at ease.

Qingyang glanced at Nineteen: This guy's adorable stupidity saved him from disaster!

After examining Nineteen's wounds, Nangong Li said, "Stay away from me. Continue telling me what happened after the arrow wounds were treated?"

nineteen:……

An Yi glanced at Nineteen: See, even the master still dislikes you!

"Then I felt my mouth being pried open and a pill being shoved into it, which I was forced to swallow! After that, she picked me up and threw me onto the stone bed in the cave. After a while, she took off my face mask and shoved another pill into my mouth!" Nineteen's face scrunched up as she spoke of shoving the pill into my mouth.

Nangong Li glanced at Nineteen and said coolly, "What? You're still not satisfied with feeding you medicine?"

Nineteen: "No, Master, you have no idea how bitter those two pills were, and there was no water. My mouth is full of bitterness right now!"

Nangong Li was even more satisfied now, a slight smile playing on his lips: "I saved your dog's life, and you still dare to ask me to feed you water? Do you deserve it? Get down and recover from your injuries. After you're healed, don't go to Wangjiang Pavilion again. Receive ten lashes, and then clean the manor's chamber pots for a month as punishment!"

Qingyang: Why does the air feel sour? It seems like Master is jealous. He even personally checked Nineteen's injuries, probably to see if his clothes were ripped off? When he heard that he was given medicine but not water, the corners of his mouth turned up. It seems that the girl who saved Nineteen is the same girl who saved Master last time!

It seems their master is not only recovering from the poison, but has also finally come to his senses in matters of the heart. It looks like they'll have a princess soon! And then there'll be a little prince and a little princess. Just thinking about it makes me happy!

Thinking of this, Qingyang couldn't help but chuckle softly.

An Yi looked at Qing Yang: What's so funny about the nineteenth person being punished?

Nineteen looked at Qingyang with a mournful expression: "Grand Steward, it's really unkind of you to laugh at me to my face. Don't you have any conscience?"

Nangong Li: "What's so funny?"

"No, I was just thinking about what Your Highness should wear tomorrow," Mo Yang said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

Nangong Li: "Get out of here! I need to rest!"

After Qingyang went out, he asked An Yi, "Do you think we should find a female peacock to pair up with the male peacock in our backyard?"

An Yi: "You don't even have a wife yourself, yet you're thinking of finding one for the peacock?! I think you're just bored and have too much salt in your mouth!"

Qingyang glanced at An Yi, then flicked his sleeve: "Why am I talking to a solid brick like you? It's like casting pearls before swine!"

Upon hearing this, An Yi jumped up and launched into a tirade against Qing Yang: "Don't think I can't tell you're insulting me! Stop relying on your years of education to speak so pedantically."

"Playing the lute to a cow! You're just being idle and won't admit it? It's not that I'm idle, but if you play the lute to a cow, do you think the cow can understand it? Even if you're going to play the lute, shouldn't you find a girl? Stop playing the lute to a cow, come on! Let's have a little competition!" An Yi got into position.

Qingyang looked at the pitch-black sky, then at the guy in front of him, and said with a look of sympathy, "You can keep gesturing here, I'm going back to sleep!"

An Yi grabbed Qing Yang: "Don't rush, it's been a long time since we've sparred. We haven't even competed this month. I'm determined to be the number one guard of the Prince's Mansion!"

Qingyang saw the little scheme in An Yi's eyes: This time, this guy is definitely not just having a simple competition; he definitely wants to use the competition to beat him up! The key is that the two of them have competed no less than a hundred times without a winner, and this guy still keeps looking for him, enjoying it immensely, and claiming that he must win the title of the number one guard of the Prince's Palace!

Qingyang broke free from An Yi's grasp: "I have something to say, but I'm not sure if I should!"

An Yi: "I'll negotiate anything as long as you agree to a duel with me!"

Qingyang glanced at An Yi: "The prince won't let me play with idiots!"