Haha, the things that emerged in my head made Qiye sneer, cowardly, no matter what era, cowardly, only waiting to be killed, the law of survival of the weak is

Standing up, Wushuang looked at the whip marks on her body coldly. If the serious injuries on her body were not treated, she, the reborn person, would probably go into the underworld again. She looked up at the bright moon above. The cold wind blew over the biting cold. Oh my God, it will change soon...

Wushuang turned his head to identify the direction, turned around and walked towards the left, and with the memory and sense of direction in his head, he walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Walking around until you cross the high red wall and enter the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wushuang sat down and rested a little. It took her a lot of effort to go on the way. Now she was breathless even when she walked, she had to return to her courtyard as soon as possible to heal her wounds. After sitting for a stick of incense, Wushuang stood up and touched the direction and walked through the garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It is already late at night, and I walked all the way to the most remote place in the East Courtyard, where there was a thatched hut, and a smell of mold came from the thatched hut.

This is where she lives? The Prime Minister's Mansion has many people and a wealthy career. The dignified fifth lady actually lives in a thatched hut, which is worse than a maid. Humph, it's so sad!

"Miss, you're back... I'm scared Xiao Fu to death..." The maid sitting at the door of the thatched hut opened her eyes when she heard the movement, showed joy, and hurriedly stood up and hugged Wushuang.

The maid rushed over, Wushuang couldn't avoid the scars on her body, and she groaned and frowned tightly.

"Miss..." The maid holding Wushuang immediately noticed Wushuang's strangeness, let go of her hand, looked at Wushuang this time, and found that the whip marks on her body were obvious, her clothes were already torn, and she was in her eyes. Xiao Fu's nose was filled with tears as big as a sour bean: "Miss... they hit you again..."

Seeing this, Wushuang couldn't help but take a deep look at the maid who was supporting her. Xiao Fu, the maid who served her since she was a child, treated her well. Seeing the tears in her eyes, Wushuang couldn't help but feel a touch of warmth in her heart.

No one has ever shed a tear for her, no one has ever cared about her life or death. She has always been herself, she will never care about her life or death. Now, when she sees Xiao Fu, she feels angry and strange.

"No problem, just take a few days off." Wushuang's voice became slightly softer. The bloodthirsty in her eyes had already disappeared. She knew very well about her body bone.

"Miss, can you understand what Xiaofu said?" Wushuang's simple words made Xiaofu widen his eyes in surprise, and the factor of joy in his eyes was rising.

"I can understand" Wushuang said, frowned
Chapter completed!