Although we knew it was going to rain for a long time, the sudden downpour of clouds that had been brewing for a long time still caught people off guard.
The mountain road was muddy and difficult to navigate, so Su Juren was wearing a raincoat, which was tightly covered.
After grabbing a thorn tree and crossing a slope, he heard a voice coming from above and hid himself deep in the forest.
When the sound of people gradually faded away, he climbed up from the mud, looked back at the distant figure, raised his hand to wipe off the large mud stains on his clothes, and climbed back up the steep mountain wall to the west.
After fighting for half a day, Luoxia Garden was in a mess.
Mrs. Bian survived under the protection of those aunts, but Bian Yuanxue was not so lucky.
Mrs. Bian sent someone to send her back first, and then led someone to confront Bian Lei and blocked the entrance of Luoxia Garden.
Bian Yuanxue's entire face was swollen and her eyes were bloodshot. She was sitting in the room while several maids were applying medicine to her.
"It hurts!" Bian Yuanxue shouted angrily, pushing Li Lan away, "Can't you be gentler!"
Li Lan held on to the medicine bottle tightly to prevent it from breaking, and said timidly: "Miss, Doctor Zhang said this medicine is irritating."
Bian Yuanxue looked back at the table in front of him angrily, raised his hand, and swept everything on the table to the ground.
Not to mention her face and hair, her beautiful clothes were torn to pieces. Fortunately, it was suddenly cold today, so she had to wear a few extra pieces, otherwise her bellyband might have been exposed.
"I must kill this woman, I must!" Bian Yuanxue roared angrily.
The room was quiet, no one dared to speak.
"By the way, where is Erlang?" Bian Yuanxue looked at Li Lan again.
"The second young master sent someone back to tell him not to go down the mountain yet. The boy who came back said that the second young master was looking for someone on the mountain, a little girl, who seems to be that Ah Li."
"Ah Li?" Bian Yuanxue frowned, "Why is it her again? What did my brother want to do with her? Is it really she who beat Lian Ping?"
Li Lan pursed her lips: "She seems to have beaten the second young master as well."
"Real or not!" Bian Yuanxue's eyes widened, "How can a little girl beat my brother?!"
Li Lan fell silent and lowered his head.
Bian Yuanxue blinked and turned to look at the rain splashing in outside the door.
The weather was so gloomy that everything felt a bit unrealistic.
There was a momentary feeling, like a dream that was about to be turned upside down.
"Ah Li," Bian Yuanxue said in a deep voice, "What kind of little slave girl is so arrogant? I really want to know how to do it."
Unfortunately, the bridge is broken.
There was a knock on the door again.
Mother Yu went over to open the door. Mrs. Zhao stood at the door and whispered a few words to her. Mrs. Yu stepped aside and Mrs. Zhao walked in.
His eyes fell on the girl sleeping next to the Eight Immortals table over there, and he was stunned for a moment.
The cool breeze blew in, and Xia Zhaoyi shivered, rubbed her eyes and raised her head.
Yu Ma opened the door ajar and went over to caress her head: "Go on and sleep."
Mrs. Zhao withdrew her gaze and looked at Aunt Feng, who was lying sideways on the small couch over there: "I don't know what happened across the way. Several little maids are shouting over there, asking you to bring a few people and send medicine over there now."
"Why do you want to deliver medicine? Doesn't Doctor Zhang have any medicine?" Yu Ma said.
"It seemed like there was a fight, but the wind was so strong that I couldn't hear clearly. The injuries were probably serious, otherwise Dr. Zhang's medicine wouldn't be enough."
"I'm sick," Aunt Feng's voice sounded faintly, "Go and tell them, there is no way to get over."
"Ah?" Mrs. Zhao said, "Does this work?"
"So what if it doesn't work, do they have wings? Can they fly over and teach us a lesson?" Aunt Feng said impatiently, "Go and answer the question."
"Then someone has to go to deliver the medicine..."
Aunt Feng suddenly sat up and said angrily: "Send medicine, what else medicine? Didn't you hear the thunder outside? How many more people do you want to kill? After killing people, how many more are implicated? Our backyard
No one can work anymore!”
Mrs. Zhao was stunned, looking at Aunt Feng as if she didn't recognize her.
Xia Zhaoyi's little head that had just been lying down was raised again, and her sleepy eyes gradually regained their clarity.
Mother Yu looked at her rare dull look and said softly: "Sleep."
Aunt Feng took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart.
It only took three or four days, but a backlog of things came one after another, which made her temper explode.
Not to mention, the fact that no food was delivered in the morning was still like a fireball hanging high above my head. I don’t know when the rope burned out and fell down.
Mrs. Liang must still be kneeling in the courtyard now!
What made her even more upset was the question Xia Zhaoyi asked now.
Stay or go.
You can live, even if you are not as good as a pig or a dog, but at least you can live for a long time.
She is now a steward in the backyard, and many people are afraid of her. She sometimes enjoys this feeling of dominating others.
But she also knew how dirty and vain this kind of enjoyment was. She was just a precarious ant. If he wanted to kill her, he could be crushed with one kick.
And leaving, this is even more risky and scary. There is a battle wall below, and it is difficult for the officers and soldiers to get in. How are they going to get out?
If you leave easily without a thorough plan, once you are caught, any outcome could happen.
Peeling off the skin, removing the intestines, removing the heart, and chopping the lungs are all minor tasks. Aunt Feng can still dream about the tragic death of the boy who escaped and was caught when she first came here.
He was covered in blood, and those beasts used all kinds of unimaginable means to deal with him. They dealt with a boy who was only ten years old, and forced all of them to watch with their eyes wide open.
The group of people who are now with her have died long ago. Only five of them are left. The reason why she can survive is because she is well aware of the cold laws here. Only by being hard-hearted and cruel can she continue.
However, this may be the only opportunity. If I reject it, will there be another one in the future?
She was very irritable and didn't know what to do.
Mrs. Zhao looked at Aunt Feng for a while, then whispered: "Well, I'll go and say it now."
Aunt Feng lay back and turned sideways inside.
Mrs. Zhao looked at the little girl over there again, turned and left.
Coming out of the house, Mrs. Zhao closed the door and let out a long breath. This was the first time she saw such a fierce Aunt Feng.
It's not that Aunt Feng is not cruel, but she is only cruel to them, but this time she is cruel to them directly.
I don't know why, but Zhao felt a little happy in her heart.
That girl, on the other hand, seems to be Ah Li who has become very famous these days. Why is she in there? She seems to be doing well despite being as difficult to get along with Aunt Feng.
The room became quiet. Mother Yu looked at Aunt Feng's back and didn't know what to say. She turned around and saw Xia Zhaoyi still sitting here, and whispered: "Why don't you continue to sleep."
Xia Zhaoyi frowned and thought, looking at the row of medicinal powders placed on the table, and suddenly raised his hand to dip some in a bowl.
Taking advantage of the dim light outside the window, Xia Zhaoyi stretched out his fingers and traced them lightly on the table.
Three points and four horizontal, two vertical and eight arcs.
"Ah Li, what are you doing?" Yu Ma whispered.
"Counting things." Xia Zhaoyi replied.
Then he quickly wiped off the medicinal powder on the table and jumped down from the stool: "I won't sleep now. Mom Yu, you and Aunt Feng should think about it carefully. I said we are leaving, not running away, and there will be no more
There are pursuers."
"What do you mean?" Aunt Feng turned her back to them and asked, her voice full of tiredness.
