"Okay, you all go down, I'm going to bed." He Xuefu waved her hand and dispersed the maids standing on both sides of the door.

Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and Yun Fei is just right to go to his friend's house to attend a banquet. It is a rare opportunity, so He Xuefu plans to meet the old friend tonight.

After the maids left, He Xuefu closed the door, blew the candlelight, and quietly made a cup of tea by the bed. After confirming that there was no abnormal movement around, she tiptoed to the window.

He opened the right window covered by shade, jumped out and left the mansion through the back door. After walking four or five streets, he arrived at a remote alley.

He Xuefu looked around carefully and made sure that no one was following her. She entered the alley and walked straight into the depths of the alley. Then she stopped in front of the door of a house with lanterns hanging in front of a door.

Before He Xuefu knocked on the door, the wooden door opened with a creak, stretched out a hand from it, pulled He Xuefu inside, and then closed the door with a "bang".

"What are you doing with such great force? I almost threw me down." He Xuefu pushed away the big hand that was holding her waist, frowned while tidying up her clothes.

Meng Zhonghe showed a lewd smile on his face, reached out and touched He Xuefu's face, and said frivolously: "I can't bear to throw you away. Isn't this catch you?"

If Yan Zhou or Yun Feiyi were present at this time, he would have recognized the person who was ambiguous with He Xuefu at a glance, which turned out to be the general of the dynasty. He was wearing a stone-green brocade robe, a jade crown with a tied hair and a slightly widened round eyes, and his eyebrows were filled with an unignorable fortitude and solemnity.

He Xuefu ignored it and walked to the table on her own, poured a cup of tea, and drank it. The four or five streets of the journey did not feel far away when riding in a sedan chair, but it was difficult to walk seriously.

Before He Xuefu put down the teacup, Meng Zhonghe picked her up from behind and walked straight to the inner room. He Xuefu naturally knew what Meng Zhonghe meant, but she was here to get the medicine today.

So He Xuefu struggled to get off the ground, "Why are you so anxious? I have serious things today."

"Serious things? What's the matter?" Meng Zhonghe failed to succeed. She sat on the wooden bench by the table with an unhappy expression, her face turned pale. She wanted to take the opportunity to be intimate, but she didn't expect that the wife would be so boring.

He Xuefu pulled her clothes. Seeing that Meng Zhonghe looked bad, she hurried over and said with a smile on her face: "Don't go to heart. I can't stay for long tonight, so I have to go back quickly."

"Aren't you lifted the ban? Why? Someone is watching you?" Meng Zhonghe was a little confused. Yun Feiyi was too cruel. He treated his wife like a prisoner.

He Xuefu sighed, "That's not the case. It's just that I'm late to go back and I'm discovered. It must be bad. Now the status of our mother and daughter is much worse than before in the mansion. If we are caught again, the handle will be completely finished."

"I don't want to care about your messy things, and I can't care about them either. Tell me, what serious things are there? I'm so anxious to find me?" Meng Zhonghe looked at He Xuefu while drinking tea. The woman seemed to have lost weight and looked more charming.

He Xuefu was secretly happy when she heard this. Knowing that this matter was about to happen, she immediately frowned and held her lips slightly, and looked sad.

"Zhonghe, you're sorry, Yan'er, if you don't save her, she will be over for the rest of her life."

Meng Zhonghe naturally knew that He Xuefu was kneading and winning his sympathy, but although her frowning look was not as pitiful as her younger daughter's family, it was really pitiful.

Then he asked with concern: "What's wrong with Yan'er? What's wrong?"

He Xuefu glanced at Meng Zhonghe and saw that he looked sympathetic, so she was happy.

"What else can I do? It's not that Yun Yizhu's little slut, who was fat and fat, that broke my Yan'er's legs. During this period, the doctor came one after another, but Yan'er just didn't improve."

Thinking of the scene where Yun Yizhu's fat body pressed against Yun Yiyan's small body, Meng Zhonghe couldn't help laughing, but immediately regained his sympathy and worry expression.

"Half broken? This is not difficult! I have a few strange medicines for treating bruises and injuries. You only need to apply two doses a day to the affected area and you can recover from eight or nine minutes in half a month."

He Xuefu was overjoyed when she heard this, so she quickly handed it to Meng Zhonghe with a cup of tea. She then lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and walked behind Meng Zhonghe and gently massaged his back.

"Zhonghe, you are a real miracle doctor with great medical skills! How many pieces of the magic medicine should you give me the smoke?"

The woman was so smooth and slick! Meng Zhonghe smiled with her lips, her eyes full of contempt. She pulled He Xuefu into her arms, her face showed evil and her voice was extremely frivolous.

"It's natural to give you the medicine to Yan'er, but..." Meng Zhonghe's voice paused, giving He Xuefu a look of "you understand".

He Xuefu raised her eyebrows slightly and deliberately pouted and said coquettishly: "Why are you so impatient? You said you are anxious today. How many days can you wait patiently?"

After saying that, he twisted his body and broke free and continued to massage Meng Zhonghe's back.

Meng Zhonghe felt bored, but did not reveal it. He only picked up the tea cup and drank the tea in the cup. He stood up again, took out a crimson brocade box from his waist and handed it to He Xuefu.

Meng Zhonghe had long known that Yun Yiyan's leg injury and He Xuefu were confined. He Xuefu asked him to come out to meet tonight. He guessed that it was probably because Yun Yiyan's leg injury, so he brought the strange medicine on his body.

"The ointment I mentioned in this brocade box is the ointment I mentioned. Apply it to the affected area twice a day, and it will recover most of it in half a month."

He Xuefu held the brocade box and felt like she had treasures, her eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy. She listened to Meng Zhonghe's instructions and kept nodding.

"Zhonghe, thank you for saving Yan'er. You are really Yan'er's life-saving benefactor." After saying that, he carefully put the brocade box into his cuff and put it away.

"I have a hundred days of injury to my muscles and bones. Although my medicine is effective, I need to take care of it for one or two months before I can walk down the ground." Meng Zhonghe instructed, his eyes turned, as if he thought of something important.

"Then Yun Yizhu is a fat man with no power. How could he plot against you mother and daughter like this?" Meng Zhonghe's voice became a little more cautious, and his eyes were also flashing with cunning.

"What kind of climate can she become? It's not up to King Rui and his father Yun Feiyi. Otherwise, I would have let the fat woman see the King of Hell long ago." He Xuefu said with gritted teeth in her eyes.

"King Rui? He is extraordinary and gentle. How could he look down on the fat girl Yun Yizhu?" Meng Zhonghe's tone was full of temptation.

He Xuefu thought that Yun Yizhu's hatred swept across her body, so she naturally did not notice the temptation in Meng Zhonghe's words, and still looked sarcastic.

"The King Rui was also strange. He just loved Yun Yizhu's fat woman, so we couldn't get any benefits."

When Meng Zhonghe heard this, he frowned, stretched out his right hand to hold his cheek, slowly rubbed his chin, as if he was thinking about something, and it took him a while to come to his senses.

"Let's just stop here tonight, go back quickly." Meng Zhonghe patted He Xuefu on the shoulder and said.
Chapter completed!