The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 322:

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The captain of the guard helped him up with a smile, looked at the calm man again, looked a little hesitant, and said after a while: "I think you are not bad, but do you know martial arts?"

The man shook his head.

"You must have noticed the difference in this boy's literary skills, right?" Puyuan Butler smiled, "He comes from a scholarly family, and his family has been a private school teacher for generations. He lives in Gaoshan in the south, but his father died young. , Gaoshan opened an academy again, and he came here to work as a prostitute when he had no source of livelihood. I saw that he could read and write, and I thought that the prince’s study needed a servant, so I wanted to show him to the prince. If you want... ”

"No, no, no." The captain of the guard waved his hand quickly, "Why should he do it if he doesn't know martial arts."

As he said that, he took the tall man out and went out. The boy came in with a soldering iron. The red-hot soldering iron sizzled on the iron plate. When the tall man passed by, there was a mixture of happiness and regret on his face. Complex expressions.

The man lying on the bed turned his head to look at the soldering iron, then turned his head indifferently.

The soldering iron made a long, thin "sizzling" sound when pressed against the skin. In the smoke, a burnt smell instantly filled the entire room, making people shudder when they smell it.

Screams and howls rang out in the room. The tall man listened with his ears pricked up, feeling that he didn't seem to hear the moans of the quiet man.

In a blink of an eye, I saw that the captain of the guard seemed to be listening to the screams with his ears pricked up. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Sir, where should the young man be added to the guard? Is the prince's personal guard?"

"What a beautiful idea you have!" He interrupted him and forgot to continue listening. The captain of the guard rolled his eyes at him, "It would be great for a newcomer like you who has not yet established himself to be able to guard outside the second courtyard!"

"Oh." The tall man followed him a little disappointed, touching his chin, with a thoughtful look in his squinty eyes.

He was thinking...should I go back and get another hot iron...

Quixuezhai is currently the busiest place in Puyuan - there is a constant flow of doctors coming and going, and the medicine residue poured out is almost forming a road. And because His Royal Highness An Wang often comes here and sometimes rests here, so do the guards. The most strict.

Early in the morning, she woke up in the scent of medicine. She opened her eyes tiredly and heard the mother-in-law and maid calling in surprise: "Girl is awake!"

She twitched her lips and smiled.

In the past few days, she slept more and more and woke up less and less, so that every time she woke up, she would ceremoniously startle Jin Siyu.

The mother-in-law saw her waking up and hurriedly went to report to Jin Siyu. She narrowed her eyes and suddenly said to the maid: "Hel me up and dress me up."

The maid was stunned, thinking since when did you pay so much attention to appearance? In the past, I was as dirty as a monkey and still had the nerve to lean on His Highness's shoulder, but now I am so sick that I am more careful about my life.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, but the maid dared not disobey her - she always felt that there was a power in this woman's silence, which could not be ignored. Besides, this person was very aggressive - he would flip the table.

He helped her up and slid down softly. She struggled to hold on, and her face turned red from holding it in. The maid quickly added three or four large soft pillows to support her, and then took the dowry. Ask: "What kind of makeup does the girl want?"

I took some brightly colored lipstick and blush, thinking that she had finally enlightened and wanted to seduce His Highness before she died. Unexpectedly, she pointed to a few light colors and said: "This."

The blush and lipstick were very pink in color. After applying the makeup, her pale complexion was better. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were pink. She no longer looked like she was dying, but instead she was young, delicate, and bright. Wave.

The maid then realized why she did not choose bright colors. She was too thin and pale due to illness. Once bright colors were used, they would look superficial and fake. It would be better to use these mild colors to look more real, so she sincerely praised, "The girl is so beautiful."

She stared at herself in the bronze mirror. The woman in the mirror was pure and beautiful. There was only a red mark between her eyebrows that looked like a birthmark or a bruise. It was a bit weird, but in the weirdness, there was something a bit enchanting about it. The beauty is breathtaking.

She slowly stroked the mark, with an unfamiliar expression, and then murmured dreamily: "Yes? No?"

The maid couldn't hear what she was saying. When she looked back, she smiled slightly, a little confused, a little lonely, a little helpless and a little determined. Such complicated expressions were mixed together, swaying in the morning sunlight. , reminds me of flowers in the mist, which seem so beautiful that they are so close but are so far away that you can’t pick them.

The maid held her breath, but she had thrown away the bronze mirror, looked at herself, and said: "Give me a change of clothes, long-sleeved ones."

The maid looked at her in shock - wasn't her dress long-sleeved? Don't these sleeves cover the back of your hands?

She lowered her eyes, looked at her injured hand that was still bandaged, and said: "The cloth wrapped it made me feel uncomfortable, so I took it off, and then changed it into something with particularly long sleeves, so that the prince wouldn't see it."

After saying so many words, she was out of breath, and the maid did not dare to let her trouble herself, otherwise the prince would find out and scold her again, so he had to follow her wishes and remove the cloth from the wound first.

A slightly deformed hand was exposed. She raised it in front of her eyes and looked carefully. There was no sign of regret that ordinary women would have. She only laughed at herself and said: "The appearance is broken, the hand is ruined, and the world has changed. I'm afraid it's... After I die, no one recognizes me."

"How could that happen?" The maid pulled down layers of sleeves to cover her hands and said with a smile, "When you think about it, everything will be fine."

The corners of her lips curled up, and she leaned on the soft pillow, trying to sit upright.

There were hurried footsteps, and they didn't belong to one person.

"Shaoyao." Jin Siyu's voice came - she insisted on calling her Shaoyao, and even Jin Siyu had to call her that, "I have found a good doctor for you."

As soon as the door curtain was lifted, Jin Siyu entered, followed by two people behind him.

Ruan Langzhong and his medicine boy.

As soon as the two people entered the door, they saw her smiling on the couch. The medicine boy immediately shook his head, and Mr. Ruan held his hand calmly.

Jin Siyu, who was walking in front, did not see what was happening behind him. He looked at her with a new look in surprise, and said with a bit of joy: "You look good today!"

Again: "Why are you sitting up?"