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Mu Zhimo sat on the edge of the bed and watched the sleeping boy distracted, her face was even more clear and soft in the faint and dim candle flame, and her eyes were as deep as ink.

The boy was pale and frowned as he slept. There were still undried tears on his face, moist eyelashes, and pursed lips, Mu Zhimo probed his pulse with his sleeves again.

Frightened and malnourished, it seems that this lethargy will not wake up so early.

Mu Zhimo was very glad that her best friend in her previous life always used herself as a guinea pig to practice, and forced her to read those boring medical books with her. Although some of the fragmentary memories are very long-term feelings, but fortunately, I haven't wasted this forced craft in vain, although it is only a half-ass.

Jinping closed the window and took a cloak for Mu Zhimo to drape.

"Miss, I'm sorry! It's all slaves and maids, it's useless!" Liuying Jinping knelt on the ground.

The two maids thought that they not only did not help the young lady in the face of danger, but also asked the young lady to take the risk to save them, and put the young lady in danger before the young lady calmed down, and their hearts were full of guilt and self-blame.

"Nothing! Speaking of which, you are also two and a half years old, and you are still a girl's family, you must be scared when you encounter this kind of thing for the first time, how can I blame you. Mu Zhimo came back to her senses and comforted softly.

Looking at the child on the bed, the sudden entrustment disrupted her original plan.

It seems that there will be a lot of planning in the days to come.

"As you can see, his identity is unknown now, and since I have answered the man in black, there may not be peace in the future. This time, the man in black didn't hurt our hearts, but the next time we meet the most vicious outlaws, I'm afraid we will be three cold corpses at this time. So I don't ask you too much, as long as you are calm and calm in the future, we will not fall into a dead end. Of course, none of this can happen overnight! Just take your time!"

This path Mu Zhimo can't go on on her own, she needs a capable partner. I wanted to teach them slowly, but the current situation made it impossible for them to wait any longer.

"Yes, Miss! Let's change a little!" The flow of fireflies responded crisply. The young lady can become like this, not surprised, calm and composed.

They can too, and they can't let Miss worry!

Looking at the two who swore an oath, Mu Zhimo felt that the road ahead would not be too lonely.

"Alright, let's get up and set the meal! Don't worry about the food being cold. Mu Zhimo tucked the quilt for the boy, got up and commanded.

"Yes, miss."

The meal was packed in a special box, and it was still warm, and Mu Zhimo didn't let the two of them follow the rules, and the three of them sat together and ate hastily.

"Miss, that would say she was going down the mountain?" Jinping asked out loud. Liuyi went to take care of the charcoal fire, and always felt that the house was not very warm.

"Well, I'll go down the mountain tomorrow morning to do something! You go and tell the little master who is in charge of the outer courtyard that I have a cold at night, and he will arrange the rest. ”

"Then Miss be careful." Jinping didn't ask much, it has been different since Miss Beat woke up, and she never said much about doing things. She knew that Miss was planning for the future, and she was secretly determined to change and grow up to help Miss.

"Well, I will!"

Jinping went to make a bed for Mu Zhimo, and today the little boy slept in Miss's bed, so Mu Zhimo moved to the side room next door to stay for one night. Liuying slept on the outer side of the little boy, and she went to serve the young lady.

Mu Zhimo sat under the lamp and copied Buddhist scriptures. Helpless to panic in the temple, she wanted to copy more, hoping that the Buddha would forgive her for her mistakes. It's really a pressing situation, and the next time I have a chance to go out of the house, I don't know when it will be.

In the second half of the night, Mu Zhimo put down his pen and told Jinping to come in and clean up.

Lying on the bed, Mu Zhimo smiled bitterly, this life has never been easy......

As soon as the sky was polished, Jinping served Mu Zhimo and got up. Wearing a dress with narrow sleeves and tight legs that was changed by Jinping last night, the dress also looks slightly heroic, without the softness of a little girl, and she looks refreshed and heroic. Jinping brought five hundred taels of silver to Mu Zhimo, and when everything was cleaned up, Mu Zhimo whispered to Jinping before leaving.

Guarding in the remote place of the outer courtyard, when the courtyard gate was wide open and there was an endless stream of pilgrims, Mu Zhimo mixed in the crowd and went down the mountain.

I rented a fast horse at a post station not far from the mountain, and rode towards Kyoto.

When we arrived at the gate of Kyoto, it was already past lunch time. Mu Zhimo put the horses and ran to a ready-to-wear store, bought a men's dress and walked out with a swagger.

The brocade clothes are gorgeous, the skin is fair, and the lips are ruddy, which makes the facial features look more handsome and distinct. It is rare that there is no slightest softness like this, especially the eyes that look clear and intelligent, with coldness in the depths, like a cold sword out of the sheath, showing its abundance.

This is the first time Mu Zhimo has been in this bustling and lively ancient metropolis.

The streets are lined with shops, antique buildings, people coming and going, juggling, shouting, bargaining, and children's cheerful laughter. Selling clay figures, masks, jewelry, beads, etc., Mu Zhimo's nameless stalls decorate this street very lively.

After finding a good restaurant and having lunch, Mu Zhimo went all the way to the famous Bao Zhai Pavilion in Linyu City.

Bao Zhai Pavilion is a three-storey small building, the appearance is simple and not very eye-catching, it is indeed a famous tonic medicine shop in Linyao, as long as it is called, he has eight or nine times out of ten here.

The decoration of the house is elegant and luxurious, revealing fineness and extraordinary.

When Mu Zhimo entered the house, a young man in Tsing Yi came to entertain her, gentle and polite and not flattering.

The boss is a capable man in his forties, looking deeply introverted, and is crackling with an abacus. There was a person waiting in front of the counter, looking at which housekeeper Xu was.

Mu Zhimo was led to sit behind a curtain on the side of the lobby, and the curtain was empty, presumably prepared for the convenience of guests.

"Son, sit for a while, and the shopkeeper will come over in a while", and only bowed down and retreated when he heard Mu Zhimo answer.

Mu Zhimo sat on the carved chair behind the curtain and drank tea, watching the waiting waves of guests get bored and hear interesting news.

"Eh, you know what? The eldest lord of Mu Mansion left Beijing this time and came back with a beautiful aunt!" Not far away, a lady in the curtain booed.

"You can't talk nonsense, where did you hear that?" Another woman's voice, thick with gossip.

"What else can I talk about? It was our lord who met in an inn in Yunzhou, and he said that he would return to Beijing together, but the aunt's delicate body was infected with wind and cold, so she was delayed in that inn. Our lord came back early. "It's a very proud voice.

"Alas, the old man's return home is probably wonderful again. In this life, a woman can't escape a dispute." Another lady sighed.

"Not really!"

Then the topic revolved around the trivial matters of the aunt and the concubine, and Mu Zhimo had no intention of listening to it again.

It seems that the house is going to be lively again!

Mu Zhimo finished buying the supplements and went to the pharmacy to grab the medicine, and when the matter was done, he walked to the west of Linyun City.

Mu Zhimo, who worked hard with two teas, came to the alley of Benin in the west of the city.

It was a gathering place for the poor, with dilapidated houses and potholes. Most of the people on the road are also ragged, with yellow faces and thin muscles. Most of the beggars I saw along the way were from their families, and the children were so cold that their faces were purple and their eyes were dull.

After searching for a long time, Mu Zhimo found a slightly dilapidated teahouse.

The door was closed, the vermilion paint on the door had fallen off, and the iron ring was rusty.

Mu Zhimo raised his hand and knocked twice.

"Who?" The voice of a frail old woman in the room.

After a while, the door creaked open.