That night, Xuan'er quietly slipped out of the room while Xiao Liu was asleep. For this old man and young master of Zhangfu, Xuan'er, the residence of Mrs. and Miss Xuan'er, already knew everything, so she dared to sneak in the middle of the night to investigate the task given to her by Xiao Yi.

Every day she came to Zhang's Mansion, Xuan'er kept her purpose in mind. As for Zhang Yu's dedication to herself, Xuan'er has always been in an attitude of not refusing or accepting, just to better get closer to her goal and then achieve her goal.

Xuan'er slipped out of the room, and it was late at night, so there were almost no lights outside the door, and the big guy was basically asleep, and as for sleepwalking, it was not every day.

Xuan'er groped in the dark night, and her body kept walking towards Zhang Yu's room. The night is dark and the wind is high, killing people and setting fires, it is really too suitable. Xuan'er may not have this interest, but she just kills her and doesn't want to dirty her hands.

Suddenly, there was a flickering light not far away, and this light kept approaching Xuan'er, and Xuan'er had to hide to the side immediately.

"Is there a dark shadow?" said the lantern bearer to himself, but after looking carefully not far away, he found that there was nothing unusual, and he felt that he was too worried, perhaps too tired to look away, and cats and dogs may not have run past.

Xuan'er watched the patrolman walk away, so she walked out of the shadows and continued to set off towards her goal.

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After some exploration, Xuan'er finally found Zhang Yu's room, which was located in the innermost room of the main room, and it was also the most difficult place to be noticed.

In the darkness of the night, except for one or two cuckoo cuckoos, everything was so quiet that even the clouds in the sky seemed to be still.

Xuan'er quietly climbed in from Zhang Ji's half-hidden window, and as soon as she entered the room, Zhang Ji turned over, so frightened that Xuan'er's breathing slowed down a few beats. So Xuan'er was more careful, for fear that one would be discovered by the owner of the room if she didn't pay attention, and it was unknown if she lost her wife and her soldiers.

However, no matter how Xuan'er rummaged through the cabinets, she couldn't find what she was looking for, but Xuan'er was unwilling to give up like this. So Xuan'er shifted the direction she was looking for and took a dangerous step.

Xuan'er tiptoed close to Zhang Ji's bedside and gently lay on the ground, she thought that it was possible for that kind of thing to hide under the bed.

So, Xuan'er grabbed the edge of the bed with one hand, and reached under the bed with the other hand to grope. But it backfired, Xuan'er threw herself into the air, and there was nothing under the bed, which couldn't help but make her disappointed.

Helpless, Xuan'er could only retreat, thinking in her heart that she could play this Zhang Yu next time and see if she could get any words out of his mouth.

Just as Xuan'er was about to get up, she found that the back of her hand was tight.

Woe to him! Did he wake up?

Xuan'er held her breath and slowly raised her head, her brain racing, thinking about how to save herself from the dire situation.

Xuan'er saw that although Zhang Ji was clutching the back of her hand tightly, her eyes were not half open. I couldn't help but exhale softly, and my heart slowly calmed down.

But when Xuan'er thought she was saved, she found herself in a deeper predicament.

This hand doesn't seem to be able to be pulled out, no matter how hard Xuan'er tries, her hand is like sticking to Zhang Yu's palm, and she just can't move it.

Then Xuan'er had a plan, although it was a bit risky, but there was no way out. 、

Xuan'er secretly used a strand of hair to gently scratch Zhang Yu's nose and sweep it back and forth. Finally, Zhang Ji moved a little, let go of Xuan'er's hand, scratched her nose with her own hand, turned over and continued to sleep.

Xuan'er took advantage of Zhang Yu's turn to fall asleep, and immediately walked towards the window, not waiting for a while.

Xuan'er took a step, supported the window edge with her strength, turned sideways, and flipped out. Everything is so skillful, smooth and smooth, without the slightest bit of mud and water. But without that headache-inducing skirt, everything would have been really perfect.

Bang dang!!

By the window, the most inconspicuous vase had to do something earth-shattering, and with a flick of Xuan'er's skirt, the vase fell to the ground, making a sound that was not big enough to wake up his master, as if to remind the sleeping people in the room that the room was a burglar.

"Who!" Zhang Yu sat in shock, looking out the window with his eyes like a torch.

Xuan'er immediately bent down and fled as fast as she could, but the figure was still captured by Zhang Ji, who immediately got up and chased out of the room.

Although Xuan'er was as light as a swallow, it was still not enough to run past a big man, seeing that Zhang Ji was chasing her and approaching, Xuan'er turned around and hid in a room, and at the same time, Xuan'er grabbed a small pebble or something like that beside her and threw it into the distance.

Zhang Ji watched the figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, so he chased it faster, but when he reached the corner, he found that he had lost it, but he seemed to hear the sound of something falling into the pool.

Could it be jumping into the river? Zhang Yu thought to himself, and walked towards the edge of the pond.

Xuan'er heard footsteps approaching, but then gradually moved away, and finally sat down on the ground, and her hanging heart slowly fell to the ground.

After Xuan'er calmed down, she began to inspect her surroundings, there was a faint fragrance in the room, and Xuan'er couldn't see anything else, but there was a faint light behind the screen, and there was a faint coughing sound from time to time.

"Bang-" A teacup slammed to the ground with a cracking sound.

Xuan'er's body trembled slightly, it's over!

After a long time, Xuan'er heard that there was no footsteps outside the door, so she tiptoed towards the sound.

"Help—save me!" a faint male voice came, as if it was about to return to the west in the next second.

Xuan'er walked in and took a look, isn't this the second son of the Zhang family? Looking at Zhang Yu, whose face was like ashes, it seemed that there was still a trace of morbid beauty, Xuan'er couldn't help but be stunned.

"Ahem~Ahem!" Another coughing sound came, Zhang Yu's eyebrows twisted into a dead knot, the faint blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and the broken tea set next to the bed all showed that he was in great pain at this time.

"Second Young Master, what's wrong with you. Xuan'er walked up to Zhang Yu and put two pillows on his side behind him to make Zhang Yu's breathing easier.

"Medicine!" Zhang Yu's faint voice came again.

"Where's the medicine?" asked Xuan'er a little hurriedly, the stones had hit her feet, and she couldn't see death without help.

Zhang Yu hammered his bed board, and he no longer had the strength to say another half a word.

"You mean the medicine is under the bed?" asked Xuan'er, a little incredulous, but received no response. I had no choice but to give it a try.

Xuan'er bent down, prostrate on the ground, pressed her cheek to the ground, looked at the bottom of the bed, found a ceramic jar inside, and pulled it out with force.

As soon as she opened the porcelain, there was an indescribable stench, and Xuan'er was a little suspicious, was this really medicine? But no one answered this question for her, so Xuan'er could only use the dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Xuan'er pinched her nose and was about to help Zhang Yu pay down, staring at him for a long time without responding, but she was relieved to make sure that he was breathing, and fell asleep shallow next to Zhang Yu's bed.