The night breeze swept through her long hair that was scattered behind her, flying in the air.

Mo Lingyuan instructed the housekeeper, "Go to the young lady's bedroom and bring a coat over." ”

The housekeeper got the order, and shouted "Miss Bao'er" as he walked into the bedroom. ”

After a while, he hurriedly ran over, "It's terrible, Miss Bao'er has passed out." ”

Chu Yunyao didn't care about the assassin lying on the ground, glared at Mo Lingyuan, and hurriedly ran into the side room.

Mo Lingyuan followed her footsteps into the bedroom.

At a glance, you can see the traces of fights in the messy room, the mess on the dresser, and the bottles and cans scattered all over the ground.

Tables and chairs lay horizontally on the floor.

The gauze tent was rudely torn off, the brocade quilt was cut by a sharp blade, and the cotton wool in the pillow was scattered everywhere.

There was a faint smell in the air.

Mo Lingyuan's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, and the green tendons that burst out from the corners of his forehead loomed.

He grinded his teeth and turned to go to the side hall.

Bao'er lay on the bed, her face was white, and she was not woken up by the sound of chickens and dogs jumping in the yard, and she slept unconsciously, as if she was dead.

Chu Yunyao held her arm with one hand, and put the other hand on her pulse, her face was solemn, and her eyes were fixed on her face.

rolled her eyelids, softened her voice and called her a few times, but Bao'er didn't respond.

Mo Lingyuan's heart became more and more uncomfortable.

She can speak softly to Bao'er, but she is harsh to herself.

In her heart, he couldn't even compare to a personal maid.

Mo Lingyuan couldn't wait to exchange places with Bao'er, hoping that he would be the one who was carefully cared for by Chu Yunyao in his hands.

"Bring water." Chu Yunyao pinched Bao'er's middle man, and he didn't raise his head to command.

The housekeeper hurriedly took a glass of water, walked to Mo Lingyuan's side, and wanted to hand the cup to Mo Lingyuan, but saw that Mo Lingyuan had no intention of showing favor at all, so he had to hand the water cup to Chu Yunyao himself.

Chu Yunyao poured a glass of water on Bao'er's face.

Boa still hasn't woken up.

Chu Yunyao took a deep breath, wiped Bao'er's face dry with a handkerchief, and said, "Bring an embroidery needle." ”

The butler went to look for the embroidery needle again.

Chu Yunyao pricked Bao'er's acupuncture points several times before Bao'er woke up faintly.

Chu Yunyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Bao'er, how are you?" ”

"What's going on?" Bao'er opened her mouth weakly, and saw that the housekeeper and the young marshal were standing in front of the bed, trying to sit up with their arms propped up, but they couldn't even move, "Miss, I'm weak and can't move." ”

"Don't be afraid, you'll be fine when you wake up." Chu Yunyao comforted: "It's just that I inhaled a little drug." ”

When Mo Lingyuan saw Bao'er like this, the anger in his heart was like a tsunami, rolling up stormy waves.

If the unconscious person after inhaling the smoke was Chu Yunyao, then what he saw at the moment was a corpse that had been pierced through the heart with a bayonet.

Mo Lingyuan only felt a chill rushing out of his back, straight to his head and heart.

When Bao'er heard this, she lifted her eyelids weakly, shocked and frightened, "Miss, who wants to harm us?" ”

"It's none of your business, someone has been caught." Chu Yunyao changed Bao'er's pillow again, "When you recover some strength after dawn, we will move out." ”

"Where are you moving to?" Mo Lingyuan panicked, "You think it's not safe to live in Moon Pavilion, you can move to my Star Storage Building." ”

Chu Yunyao's eyebrows were cold, "I live in the Young Marshal's Mansion well, and I was suddenly assassinated by someone trusted by the Young Marshal in the middle of the night, doesn't the Young Marshal plan to give me a reasonable explanation first?" ”