In a corner of the military camp, a man mysteriously left the tent.
The medicine girl sleeping in a corner suddenly opened her eyes and disappeared into the tent in the blink of an eye.
The man left the camp quietly and quietly, heading towards a forest.
Feng Jiuer, dressed as a medicine boy, casually took off the clothes he borrowed from the female medicine boy, leaving only his night clothes.
Among the people following the man, besides her, was Jianyi who appeared from another direction.
The man was one of the doctors. He didn't seem to notice that he was being followed and quickly disappeared into the jungle.
After a while, when the man was returning from the woods in a hurry, he met Feng Jiu'er who was wearing night clothes.
"Jiu, Miss Jiuer, why are you here?" the man asked softly.
"Shouldn't I ask you this?" Feng Jiuer looked at the man, her breath a bit low.
"I came out for convenience. Miss Jiu'er is..." the man blinked and said.
"Stop talking nonsense and come back with me!" Feng Jiuer snorted coldly.
As soon as she finished speaking, Jianyi appeared in front of the man with his sword in hand.
"Miss Jiu'er, I'm really just here for convenience. What do you mean? Do you mean that I can't even do it for convenience?" The man looked a little flustered.
"Let's go!" A low voice sounded as the sword's edge turned.
The man looked frightened and could only move forward following Jianyi.
Looking at Feng Jiu'er who turned back, the man was so anxious that his voice was a little hoarse.
"Miss Jiu'er, I really didn't do anything bad. I just came out for convenience. If you don't believe me, you can let someone go into the forest and have a look."
"I...I really didn't do anything bad. I was wronged. I..."
"Shut up!" Jian Yi stared at him coldly, "If you don't want to lose your tongue, you can continue talking!"
The man glanced at Jianyi, took a deep breath, and did not dare to say another word.
The three of them returned to the main camp tent quietly. The man was so frightened that he immediately knelt down in front of Feng Jiuer.
"Miss Jiu'er, I really didn't do anything? Why do you want to arrest me?"
"I just went to take a convenience, I really just went to take a convenience, I didn't do anything else, I don't know why you caught me here?"
Feng Jiuer had a calm face and said nothing.
The man kneeling down had a submissive look on his face and kept begging for mercy.
"Miss Jiu'er, you can ask your brother to check. I'm really just doing it for convenience. Miss Jiu'er, how on earth do you want to believe me?"
"Miss Jiu'er, you have to believe me, I really didn't do anything..."
"He really didn't do anything." Suddenly, a woman's voice came in.
"Yes." The man was surprised and looked back.
Unexpectedly, there was not only one person coming in.
"You didn't do anything, because your people did everything for you." Qiao Mu snorted coldly, and threw the person he picked up in his hand next to the man.
"Master." The medicine boy called out tremblingly.
"What did you do?" The man grabbed the drug boy's collar and threw him away.
The medicine boy fell to the ground and buried his head, not even daring to raise his head.
"Tell me, what exactly is going on?" Feng Jiuer looked at the people on the ground and asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know, Miss Jiu'er, I really don't know anything!" The man kept banging his head on the ground while speaking.
"Qiao Mu, what did you find?" Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and glanced at Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu stretched out his hand and handed over a note.
"This was intercepted in the hands of the medicine boy. It is a letter to Nanmen Zhuo. It says that the plan failed and we can only find another way."
Feng Jiuer opened the note, glanced at it, and then his eyes fell on the medicine boy.
"Plan? What plan?"
The medicine boy was silent and trembling, not even daring to raise his head.
The man looked sideways at the medicine boy, his face full of anger.
"Who are you? Tell me quickly! Don't harm me!"
The medicine boy remained silent and knelt aside motionless.
When the man rushed towards the medicine boy again, Feng Jiuer swung his long legs.
It was just a simple movement, and the wind from his legs directly threw the man away.
Before the man could scream, his arm was pinned down behind his back.
In his hand, two dark silver needles appeared in front of everyone.
"If you want to kill someone without proof, are you moving too slowly?"
Feng Jiuer pressed hard on the man's tiger's mouth, and two poisonous silver needles fell to the ground.
With two "pop" sounds, she clicked on two of the man's acupuncture points. The man was instantly unable to move and could not even open his mouth to speak.
Taking out the sweat towel and picking up the two poisonous silver needles on the ground, Feng Jiuer returned to the medicine boy.
The big move just now made the medicine boy raise his head in fear and his body became very stiff.
"He wants to take your life and put the blame on you, and you still want to help him hide it?"
The man who had his acupuncture points stared at the medicine boy, speechless.
Looking at the silver needle in Feng Jiuer's hand, the medicine boy turned back to look at his master, and his eyes suddenly became moist.
"Miss Jiu'er, I really don't know what happened."
"Master asked me to take the letter into the forest. He said there was a tree inside with a small piece of red cloth tied to it."
"As long as I put the letter in a certain place on the tree, I can come back. I didn't say anything else."
The man called Master suppressed his blush, but still could not speak.
"How long have you been following your master?" Feng Jiuer asked in a deep voice.
"It's been four years. My master and I are from the same town, Crowwood City." Yaotong said.
"Is it far from Nanmen Mansion?" Feng Jiuer's voice sounded again.
The medicine boy blinked and shook his head.
"It's not far away, but I've never seen Master come into contact with anyone from the Nanmen family."
The medicine boy met Feng Jiu'er's gaze, calmed down, and shook his head again.
"No more, Miss Jiu'er, I have no plan, I really don't have any, please believe me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the drug boy hit three heads on the ground, but she did not raise her head after the last blow.
"Take him down and lock him up before we talk." Feng Jiuer raised an eyebrow and said.
"Yes." Qiao Mu grabbed the medicine boy.
Following her strength, the medicine boy stood up, bowed to Feng Jiuer, and was led down.
Feng Jiuer sat down behind the low table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
Looking at the man who was lying on the ground unable to move, she picked up a drop of tea in the tea cup.
With a snap of his fingers, the tea hit the man's acupuncture points like ice cubes.
"Ah!" the man screamed again.
"What's the conspiracy between you and Nanmen Zhuo? Could it be that Nanmen Zhuo didn't intend to surrender at all?" Feng Jiuer's deep voice sounded in the tent.
The man looked at Feng Jiu'er for a moment, and suddenly his expression darkened.
With a "clang" sound, a cup with tea hit the man, and the man fell to the ground in a daze.
