"No need to explain to me, I will take you back to apply for medicine."
Feng Jiuer knew what the mute slave wanted to say, even though he couldn't speak at all.
In the past, Feng Jiuer didn't know martial arts, but her skills were obviously not bad.
The two guards just watched Feng Jiuer untie the mute slave from the wooden frame.
"Miss Ninth, the mute slave stole Miss Eighth's things. There are all the witnesses and physical evidence, so he cannot deny it."
One of the guards finally breathed a sigh of relief, holding his right hand with a severed vein, huffing angrily.
"Miss Ninth, if you insist on taking him back, aren't you afraid that the master and the old lady will blame you? Can't you bear the responsibility?"
Also, why does Miss Ninth look like a normal person in front of me?
Even her pair of dark cloud eyes can sparkle with wisdom?
Isn't she an idiot?
"Really?" Feng Jiuer supported the mute slave and looked at the guards on the ground. Suddenly her thin lips raised and she smiled.
He was obviously smiling, but his smile was filled with a chill that was as cold as quenched ice.
"Whether this lady is able to take on the responsibility, it's probably not your turn to care."
Suddenly, her eyes darkened and she turned her wrist.
I saw a flash of silver light, and the guard on the ground suddenly wailed. This time, he fainted from the pain.
"You know clearly that the mute slave is unjust, but you still want to beat him into submission, so you are helping the tyrants to do harm. Keeping these hands is also a disaster!"
With a clang, Feng Jiuer dropped the bloody sword on the ground, supported the mute slave, and strode out of the cell.
The guard who was still awake looked at the injured hands of the other guard and was so frightened that his face turned pale and he didn't dare to hum again.
It’s unbelievable that Miss Ninth has become so terrifying!
Is she really stupid or pretending to be stupid? It's because she's stupid and doesn't know the heights of the world. She even dares to hurt the eighth lady's bodyguard.
Or is she not stupid at all, but daring?
Finally, after Feng Jiuer helped the mute slave go away, the guard shouted loudly: "Miss Ninth kidnapped the mute slave, someone is coming! Quickly inform Miss Eight, someone is coming!"
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The mute slave's body was covered with dense whip marks.
When Feng Jiuer took off his clothes, he was still blushing and resisting.
It seems that since he was sensible until now, he has never taken off his clothes in front of a girl's house.
Even Feng Jiuer, who had served him for so long, had never seen his body.
"Can't you just think of me as a doctor? I won't take advantage of you."
Feng Jiuer grabbed his collar and pulled gently, not hard: "Just treat the wound, don't think too much."
The mute slave blushed even more. Although there were scars all over his face, the blush was still clear.
Men of this era are indeed conservative enough, and she didn't say she wanted to take off his pants.
If it were in modern times, what would it mean to take off a few pieces of clothing?
The top was taken off, and the whip marks on the mute slave's body were immediately exposed to Feng Jiuer's sight.
One after another, criss-crossing, all oozing blood, blood, dyed red!
The most hateful thing is that the whip tails of those whips still have barbs. Now the chest in front of me is covered with scratches and small blood-oozing marks around the whip marks, which looks horrifying.
Even though Feng Jiuer was used to seeing large and small injuries, she still couldn't help but take a breath after seeing the scars on the mute slave.
I heard that from last night to now, even though he has been tortured all night, he has not even hummed.
