In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

study.

Zhao Wuling replaced the burned out candle with a new one, and asked the person who came, "How is the investigation?"

Han Yidao: "Young Master, Huang Jiu should have gone to Yangzhou Lake that day. As for what to do, please forgive my subordinates for their incompetence and have not found out."

As expected, he was not surprised.

"go on."

"The head hanging on the city gate is the death guard, that's right. The subordinates went to Yizhuang to examine the corpses, and several of them had skull marks on their bodies. The ones with this mark are the most skilled killers among the death guards."

He thought he was an ordinary Taoist priest from outside, but that day he disappeared before his eyes like a ghost, sitting on the tree with a proud expression on his face, at that time, he felt faint doubts in his heart.

"The person who can make the Skeleton Death Guard take action must be extraordinary...Young Master, who is this Huang Jiu? He made the opponent want to kill him."

Zhao Wuling focused on the book, without raising his head, he asked ruthlessly, "You really don't know who she is?"

Han Yi was stunned, thinking about it but couldn't figure it out. Since the son said so, Huang Jiu must be someone he knew, but...he didn't remember where he had seen this person.

There are very few people who can get close to Huang Jiushen, except for Dr. Zhang, his little apprentice, and Huang Tianrun, only Zhao Wuling can come in and out at will.

Doctor Zhang’s apprentice is a girl, who is often called Xiaoyuezi. Xiaoyuezi is responsible for cleaning her body, changing her clothes and applying medicine.

When she found out that it was a woman, Xiaoyuezi was extremely shocked. If Doctor Zhang hadn't covered her mouth, she might have shouted that the roof would break.

"Master, he, no, she... This face looks like a man, and there is an Adam's apple, how can a woman have an Adam's apple?"

"Why can't you have it? If you don't have it congenitally, you can have it the day after tomorrow. Forget it, you don't need to know so much now, just concentrate on taking your medicine, and I will tell you slowly in the future."

Seeing the unconscious person on the bed, Dr. Zhang sighed sympathetically.

How can such a good person make himself look like this? There are not many good spots on his body, which is really shocking.

"I have lived for so many years and practiced medicine so far. I have never seen such an injury, and I can still come back alive with a sigh of relief."

"It's indeed a miracle..." Xiaoyuezi said mysteriously, "Master, you said she was insane, so she must be very good at martial arts, right?"

Last time, he was invited to heal her wounds. She was hit by two palms in the chest. If it was an ordinary person, she would have suffered a severe heart attack and was bedridden, but she was only slightly injured. From the very beginning, he knew that this person was not simple.

"Hui Ji will be hurt..."

On this day, Dr. Zhang was instructing Xiaoyuezi to make medicine, when Lord Zhao Xiaohou, who was dressed in court clothes, came in, walking in a hurry, it seemed that he had just rushed back from the court.

He hurriedly got up and saluted, Zhao Wuling raised his hand: "There is no need to be too polite, Doctor Zhang, how is the situation today?"

"Back to the young master, the pulse condition has gradually stabilized, and I don't often have a fever at night, but I have been in a coma all the time, and I can't wake up no matter what, maybe it will take some time."

Looking at the bed with brown eyes, he raised his hand, and Dr. Zhang retreated first to help in the back kitchen, for fear that Xiaoyuezi might make a mistake while making the medicine.

The room was very quiet, although Xiao Yu fell into a coma, but because of her keen hearing, she could hear footsteps and voices, but she couldn't open her eyes or speak.

She sensed that there was a person sitting on the side of the bed, just now Xiaoyuezi and Doctor Zhang had left, only Zhao Wuling was in the room.

He didn't speak or move, and she couldn't hear any movement. After an unknown amount of time, the bed suddenly moved. He got up and left, and the sound of his footsteps became more and more indistinct.

That night, Huang Tianqian came to watch over her and told her many things, but she was so sleepy that she fell asleep in a daze, she couldn't remember clearly what the third uncle said.

In the next few days, it was like this process, Zhao Wuling didn't say a word when he came, and when the third master came, he kept talking to himself.

When she heard him say that the owner of the coffin shop wanted to give him a coffin, she thought it was very funny, but she couldn't laugh and couldn't move.

Half a month later, Dr. Zhang scratched his head and scratched his head, pacing back and forth in the room, feeling restless like ants on a hot pot.

"Strange, why can't I wake up? It stands to reason that if you take such a good medicinal material every day, it should be when you wake up. How could there be no signs at all?"

Xiaoyuezi said inappropriately: "Master, if she can't wake up, could it be that she has become a vegetable?"

Snapped.

Dr. Zhang slapped her on the head: "Little Crow's Mouth, what nonsense are you talking about? If she really can't wake up, both of us will have to confess our lives here."

Lord Zhao Xiaohou looked polite, gentle and refined on weekdays, but in fact he acted decisively and with ruthless methods, he was definitely not as friendly as he appeared on the surface.

At this moment, Xiao Yu completely lost consciousness, and fell into a deeper coma, trapped in a nightmare, no matter how Huang Tianrun called her, she couldn't wake up.

With tears in his eyes, Huang Tianrun got up and went to the coffin shop again.

Hearing about this, Zhao Wuling rushed to the sick bed, took the pulse, and ordered everyone not to enter.

Xiao Yu was trapped in a nightmare. In the dream, the tablet of Dong's family suddenly approached, with the word "Dong Hu" written on it impressively. She reached out to reach for it, but she didn't want the tablet to fly away like it had grown wings. She couldn't catch up to it anyway. .

Turning around, the rows of memorial tablets turned into green smoke and disappeared. She rushed into the green smoke, and there were countless jars that caught her eyes.

She couldn't wait to open the jar, but found that it was empty...

"fake!"

"It's a fake!"

The scene in front of her eyes suddenly changed, and in the blink of an eye, she was in a narrow alley, with two people approaching behind her.

During the fight, her arm was chopped off, and her body was wounded everywhere, bleeding profusely, but she was already numb and vented all the anger in her heart. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the other party shot an arrow at her. , and the arrow was smeared with poison, she would definitely die.

She felt the same way, but in the next second, she held the handle of the arrow with her hand and pulled out the arrow. The outburst of anger sent the four of them flying, and then she raised the knife and cut off their heads.

When she jumped down from the tower, light rain fell from the sky at that time. The rain was mixed with blood and fell at her feet. She lowered her head, but found that standing beside her feet was her father's memorial tablet.

She was overjoyed, so she bent down to take it, and watched the tablet disappear out of thin air.

"father!"

She woke up with a start, her chest heaving, her eyes looking around uncomfortably.

There was no one in the room, and there was only one lamp on the table. The wick had been burning for a long time, and it seemed that it was about to go out.

It was pouring rain outside the window, so the room was a bit cooler, but fortunately, the quilt she covered was thick enough, so she didn't feel cold.

but……

The quilt was actually made of mulberry silk. It was extraordinarily soft to the touch and very resistant to cold. It was really precious, but her quilt was obviously nothing more than ordinary. Where did this silk quilt come from?
There was a thunderstorm outside, Huang Tianrun was so preoccupied that he couldn't sleep, a bolt of lightning struck, and there was a shadow outside the door, as if something was approaching.

He sat up in shock and asked sharply, "Who?"