Chapter 132

In the choice between saving and not saving, the boys are busy and dare not talk. The housekeeper didn't dare to say anything more, and they didn't have the courage to be good people.

The time for half a cup of tea has passed, and the housekeeper hasn't come up with a proper way yet. The man's breath may break at any time if he delays any longer.

Sin, sin, if you don't save your life, you will go to hell.

A touch of fragrance came from the housekeeper's nose, a light red embroidered skirt appeared in front of him, and several peonies bloomed proudly at the skirt. The woman didn't say hello to anyone. She went directly to the unconscious man and squatted down. First, she explored his nose.

After determining that the man still had one breath, the woman held up his hands, hugged his clothes and checked the degree of frostbite.

"Ask someone to find a bed board and carry people in." The woman turned her head and gave orders directly.

The housekeeper recognized that it was Princess YIZUN. He felt soft under his feet and said that the sun came out in the West. The master was busy today and was willing to go out for a walk.

It seems that the princess wants to save people. I didn't expect that the master was kind-hearted with a cold face and a warm heart.

The prince is famous for doting on the princess. Even if he swallowed his anger carelessly, I believe he won't blame him more.

The housekeeper trotted after zero and said, "master, there is an empty room in the west wing. Send him there. The slaves will arrange and try their best to treat him."

Auspicious gently shook his head, "he has other wounds on his body, and he is so cold that he has lost consciousness. If you can't save him, you'd better send him to Wenyang Pavilion. Maybe there's still a glimmer of vitality."

She is not quite sure, but she still knows some methods of treatment.

Whether this man can live or not depends on his life. She can only do her best to know her destiny and do her best.

The old housekeeper hesitated. "Master, the warm sun Pavilion is your place. It's not appropriate to let an unidentified person live in it."

Even a half dead man is a real big man.

It's hard to hear these words when they spread out. The prince came back and knew that he had to skin him.

"No harm." Jixiang stubbornly shakes his head and insists on doing so.

Her eyes fell on the man's long dirty hair. When the sun shone, it turned strange dark red. There are also surprisingly familiar facial features, with general knife cutting and clear edges and corners. But the clothes he wore were different, otherwise she really thought she had gone through time and space and returned to the future.

When xuanyuanyao returned from the palace, as soon as he entered the house door, he saw the old housekeeper insert his hands into each other's sleeves and turn around in situ. He didn't know whether it was cold or urgent.

Finally, seeing the Lord back, the housekeeper hurried forward to take the reins“ Sir, you are back at last. "

Xuanyuanyao read a touch of guilt from his look, "what's up?"

"Yes, there is a little thing." The housekeeper changed his hand and horse, and subconsciously wanted to hide away, so that the king would not be angry and beat people directly. He is old and can't stand tossing his arms and legs.

"This morning, a man fainted in cold at the gate of the palace. He doesn't look like a beggar. He should be a man in distress. The servant wanted to reach out for help, but he was seen by the princess..."

The housekeeper peeped up and wanted to guess the Lord's mind. Unexpectedly, xuanyuanyao was waiting for him to say the following. A pair of domineering cold eyes stared at him quietly.