Chapter 4 Night Visit to the Boudoir

"By the way, the emperor let me enter the palace, you have experience in this matter, madam, I will inevitably trouble you in the future."

An Miao just wanted to provoke the eldest lady a little, but she didn't want to finish saying this, but it caused her to react greatly,

"Into the palace? Isn't there only one daughter in each family who can enter the palace? What if you enter the palace?! ”

The eldest lady's face turned white suddenly, and she looked at An Miao with fear and resentment.

It must be that this little prodigal hoof learned the same fox tricks as her mother, and the harmful Yan'er lost the opportunity to enter the palace.

An Miao didn't know that she had taken An Yan's quota before, but now she couldn't help but secretly scold Murong Che for using herself as a gunman.

But when the words were all spoken, she could only explain hard.

"Who knows, An Yan has a good aunt, just let the Queen Mother find a way."

After that, she walked straight out, for fear that she would say too much.

Returning to her dilapidated small courtyard with her memory, An Miao couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the pitiful furniture.

Although she knew that the eldest lady deducted her moon silver, she didn't expect the original owner's life to be so bleak!

Looks like she's going to find a way to make money!

The room where the original owner lived can be described as a home with four walls, and An Miao was bored and lay on the hard bed.

A refreshing fragrance came from the window, which made her eyes open in an instant.

It's not the scent of flowers and plants, it's like ...... Medicinal fragrance!

It's just that, how can medicinal herbs be grown in this dilapidated place?

Immediately, An Miao followed the fragrance to the backyard, and when she saw the three undead grasses with pale yellow buds on the ground, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise.

"There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, I have been looking for medicinal materials for more than ten years, but I didn't expect it to be here!"

In modern times, this herb has become extinct, and it can only be heard from medical techniques that it has the miraculous effect of transforming bones and muscles.

In her previous life, she spent countless financial and material resources to find immortal grass in order to save her seriously ill brother, but in the end, she could only watch her brother die in her arms.

An Miao squatted down excitedly, carefully picked two leaves through a handkerchief and brought them back to the room.

But in retrospect, she felt that something was wrong.

The original owner, a lady who can't read big words, how can she know how to grow herbs?

An Miao wanted to find these things in the memory of the original owner, but when it came to medical skills, there was a blank.

"Could it be that there is an ulterior secret?!"

Her heart tightened, and she complained that the original owner was "irresponsible".

Just when she was worried, there was a sudden sound of "Gada" from the window.

A thief, a friend?!

An Miao's ears moved slightly, pretending not to notice.

She hid three silver needles in her fingertips, only waiting for the other party to attack from behind with one move.

Strangely, the other party stopped three paces away from her.

An Miao slowed her breathing, holding back the urge to turn her head.

At this moment, a faint cough came from behind him.

"How's it going to explain to you?"

An Miao frowned when she heard this, and her heart instantly lifted.

Who is this, what it is, she doesn't know anything!

"Uh, it's almost good."

She prevaricated, wondering if the hell was talking about him.

"It's almost good, it means that it didn't work!"

There was a hint of anger in the other party's tone, and then he reached out violently and grabbed An Miao's neck.

An Miao only felt a chill on the back of her neck, and was thrown onto the bed without knowing what was happening.

It was precisely because of this that she could see the other party's face clearly.

A memory flooded into her mind, and she gasped with a headache.

"You...... Don't be impulsive. ”

Looking at the handsome man on the left side but terrifying as a devil on the right, An Miao swallowed nervously.

This person is a big devil who kills people without blinking, and her calculating methods are not enough for the other party to see!

"Heh, shouldn't you have a spring night with Murong Che, you will forget your mission!"

The man looked at An Miao sarcastically, his fingers running across her face.

An Miao thought for a while that the man was really going to strangle himself to death, and there was a slight chill in her heart.

She just remembered that she was given to Murong Che to serve in the bed, which seemed to be An Yan's trick, but in fact, another more powerful force specially arranged for her to assassinate Murong Che!

As for why and how, An Miao couldn't remember at all!

At this moment, An Miao just wanted to scold the original owner, and hated her for throwing herself into such a mess!

"I haven't forgotten!"

She stared at the man with a determined expression.

I don't know what the situation is now, but let's save my life first.

The man looked at An Miao suspiciously, and it took a long time before he let go of his hand.

As soon as he left, An Miao immediately got up and hid in a position where the man couldn't touch him.

"It's good that you haven't forgotten, I'll give you one last chance, if you can't kill Murong Che again, even I won't be able to protect you."

The man's narrow eyes glanced at An Miao, and his tone was full of warning.

An Miao's chick nodded frantically like pecking rice, for fear that she would not be pious enough to promise.

Before leaving, the man saw the undead grass on the table.

He crushed the herb casually, and then warned An Miao in a cold voice.

"Remember what you do, and don't let me see you fiddling with these things again."

An Miao was stunned when she heard this, and then watched him leave in silence.

When the man was sent away, she collapsed on the bed.

It had been less than twelve hours since she had just crossed over, but she couldn't stop for a moment.

An Miao thought to herself that she might as well be killed for a hundred years, and her life was still difficult to protect living here!

Just as she felt sorry for herself, there was movement outside the window again.

An Miao didn't move, only squinted, eager to come and solve herself.

But I didn't want to see that the person who came was not that mysterious weirdo, it was Murong Che!

Murong Che saw An Miao lying on the bed staring at her calmly, and thought that she had expected her to come.

He glanced at An Miao with a smile, and then sat down at the table by himself.

"What are you going to do?"

An Miao frowned, impatience faintly appearing on her face.

"I'll give you back your clothes."

Murong Che pointed to the thin shirt in his hand with confidence, but his gaze began to sweep around the room.

He had seen An Yan's boudoir before, and there were rare treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings all over the house, which was in stark contrast to An Miao's dilapidated room.

Murong Che didn't understand why there was such a big gap between Prime Minister An and Prime Minister An's own daughters.

As soon as An Miao saw Murong Che, she remembered the words of the person just now, and for a while she only felt that the head hanging on top of Murong Che's head was not his, but her own life!

In her previous life, she was a doctor who saved people, but how did she become a killer in this life?

"If it's okay, just go."

She irritably urged Murong Che away, but she didn't give him the face of the Ninety-Five Venerable at all.

Murong Che's expression became a little unhappy, thinking that he had condescended to come to see her, but An Miao, this girl, still didn't give herself face.

If he hadn't been worried that An Miao would be punished by the prime minister's wife, he wouldn't have come overnight!

But seeing that she obviously didn't need herself like this, Murong Che simply threw up his sleeves and stood up.

"Hmph, Lone is really self-inflicted!"