"You, don't worry, my hands are very steady, and I won't teach you to endure hardships." Li Si'er licked his dry mouth and raised the stick high.

"Stop!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout overhead.

Li Si'er was about to wave his hand for a moment, and couldn't help but look up.

The burial site chosen by Boss Zhang and Li Si'er was a low-lying place, more than a dozen steps away, which was a steep hillside.

"You, you ......" In the twilight, Li Si'er looked at the man who jumped from the slope nearly two feet high, and stammered with Zhang Laodao: "Boss, boss, how can there be someone ...... here?"

The look on Boss Zhang's face was shocked and frightened, and he shouted several times in his heart, "It's broken!" He was about to tell Li Si'er to flee for his life, his eyes turned, but he happened to see the stick in Li Si'er's hand, he narrowed his glittering mung bean eyes, and quickly swept Wei Man, who fell to the ground and seemed to be unable to move, and then glanced at the man who had just fallen off the slope not far away, his eyes were fierce, and he snatched the stick in Li Si'er's hand, straight and fierce, and smashed it on Wei Man's head.

Wei Man, whose eyes were half-closed, clenched his teeth and turned over in the opposite direction with all his might.

The next second.

The thick wooden stick rubbed Weiman's hair, and it landed on Weiman's ear.

"Stop!!" The brocade-robed man who had just jumped off shouted as he rushed over.

This violent sound made Li Si'er, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, shuddered, took a small step back, and said to Zhang Laodao: "Boss, let's run away, he, there should be someone behind him......"

At this time, Wei Man was almost unconscious, and his consciousness was blurred, only to feel the sound of "Stop!" That is, unfamiliar tight, but faintly familiar.

"Boss, let's go......" Li Si'er said in a panic while dragging Boss Zhang back: "The people behind can't run away if they catch up......"

Boss Zhang, who had already retreated five or six steps away, suddenly raised his hand and smashed the stick in his hand towards Wei Man's head.

"Omani ......"

Who is calling her anxiously? Weiman no longer has any extra energy to care.

In Wei Man's sight, the stick that Boss Zhang smashed over, like the slow motion of a movie, inch by inch, flipped a beautiful arc, and smashed it head-on, and even, Wei Man could sense that the cold wind brought by the stick lifted the messy hair on her face......

Is this the breath of death?

However, this feeling, Wei Man vaguely thought, she was somewhat familiar.

Yes, it was in her previous life, the corners of Wei Man's mouth hooked up a wry smile, in the last life, at the last moment of her life, the dagger that killed her, like the stick in front of her, slowly and clearly met her chest......

Wei Man closed her eyes, even if she was very unwilling in her heart, she could only sigh, she was going to live up to this unexpected life.

"Omani ......"

With this murmur, a figure pounced on Wei Man's body.

Then, Viman heard a muffled grunt overhead.

"Master...... Stand ......."

Suddenly many guards jumped down from the hillside, and the surroundings suddenly became noisy.

Vieman's head buzzed.

"Oman...... Oman ......"

The ropes on his hands and feet were untied, and a deep voice kept whispering in his ears.

Wei Man slowly opened his eyes.

"Oman!" In those cold and arrogant phoenix eyes, there was no coldness and depth when Wei Man first saw him, and now, his eyes were full of joy and anxiety.

This person......

Wei Man looked at the face in front of her in a daze, this person was actually the man she met on the day of the Shangyuan Festival that made her cry.

Who is he? Why is it here? Why did he save her by chance?

"Oman? What's wrong with you......" The brocade-robed man holding Weiman tightened his eyebrows, gently stroked the messy hair on her face, and comforted: "It's okay, it's okay......"

Wei Man raised his hand slowly, with difficulty, as if he wanted to touch the face of the man in the brocade robe.

The brocade-robed man's gaze was gloomy, and he grabbed Wei Man's hand tightly.

The next moment.

Wei Man really fainted.

The face of the brocade-robed man holding Weiman changed suddenly, and when he looked closely, he seemed to have a look of panic.

The brocade-robed man picked up the unconscious Wei Man with a strong force, and hurried down the mountain under the escort of a group of guards.

……

At the foot of Changji Mountain, around a pavilion for rest, there are many guards holding torches on the inner and outer three floors.

In the pavilion.

The prince of Fu'an sat on the stone bench, holding the newly found county lord in his arms, he whispered comforting words in the ear of the county lord who was whimpering, and at the same time held the left hand of the county lord, so that a twenty-a maid kneeling at his feet, with a slightly crooked mouth, supported the pulse of the county lord.

Half a day.

The maid with a somewhat crooked mouth put down her hand.

The prince of Fu'an wrapped the little hand of the county lord tightly in the palm of his hand, lowered his head and kissed the hot forehead of the county lord, and said two words softly in the ear of the county lord, and then raised his eyes and glanced at the slightly crooked maid, and asked in a low voice: "How?" ”

Miss Yin Wu, who was sitting opposite the prince of Fu'an, was also very nervous, and her body couldn't help leaning forward and leaning forward, staring at a pair of beautiful big eyes, waiting for the maid with a slightly crooked mouth to answer.

"Lord Wang, please rest assured, the little county lord is just frightened, and there is no big problem," the maid with a somewhat crooked mouth said respectfully: "After returning home, the slave maid will carefully recuperate for the little county lord for a few days, and the little county lord will be fine." ”

The expression on the face of the prince of Fu'an instantly eased a lot, he breathed a sigh of relief lightly, and nodded with satisfaction at the somewhat crooked maid.

Miss Yin Wu on the side saw that Prince Fu'an seemed to trust this ugly girl with a somewhat crooked mouth, and couldn't help frowning.

"Brother-in-law, this, is this maid's medical skills reliable?" Miss Yin Wu glanced at the slightly crooked maid suspiciously, the disgust in her eyes flashed, and she said in a worried tone: "Brother-in-law, let's go back to Beijing overnight and let Imperial Doctor Shi diagnose and treat Yu'er......"

Prince Fu'an didn't speak, and continued to be afraid of the county lord who was already tired and asleep in his arms.

Seeing that she was being neglected, Miss Yin Wu bit her red lip aggrievedly, paused, and then she looked at the county lord who was already sleeping in the arms of the prince of Fu'an, the expression on her face became sad, and she lowered her voice softly and lowered, and said, "Yu'er should have been frightened today...... Brother-in-law, you didn't see it, when I rescued Yu'er from the bamboo basket, Yu'er cried so sadly, brother-in-law, I've never seen a child like that......"

It turned out that after Miss Yin Wu found the chain of the county lord, she ordered the maid Nianlan next to her to go to the mountain to find the prince of Fu'an to report the news, and at the same time ordered another maid called Danmei to lure the guards over.

According to Miss Yin Wu's story, originally, she was going to stay where she was and wait for the prince of Fu'an or the guards to pass, but she was too worried about the county lord, so she couldn't rest assured after all, so she was bold for a while, so she chased along the path where she found the chain......

Not long after chasing, Miss Yin Wu happened to find a person with a bamboo basket in front of her.

Miss Yin Wu felt that the person carrying the bamboo basket was very suspicious, so she asked the person to stop, who knows, she just made a sound, but the person carrying the bamboo basket ran desperately, at this time, Miss Yin Wu also heard the cry of the county lord from the bamboo basket, so Miss Yin Wu couldn't care about anything anymore, and ran after the thief while shouting for help.

The thief may have seen that Miss Yin Wu was chasing too closely, and when he saw many guards running down the mountain, he panicked for a while, and couldn't care about the county lord anymore, so he threw down the bamboo basket and fled for his life......

Therefore, when the prince of Fu'an drove down the mountain, Miss Yin Wu had not only saved the county lord, but was also sitting in the pavilion with the county lord in her arms and comforting her softly.

Listening to Miss Yin Wu talk about the fright of the county lord just now, the face of the prince of Fu'an, who had not long been relieved, couldn't help but darken again.

Miss Yin Wu peeked at the expression on the face of Prince Fu'an, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Right now.

The maid next to Miss Yin Wu, who was called Nianlan, suddenly knelt down in front of the prince of Fu'an, kowtowed in a muffled voice, and then raised a face with many small scars drawn by the branches of the forest trees, probably because she was worried about the sleeping county lord, she only dared to beg softly: "Lord Wang, this sister who supports the pulse of the little county lord must have very good medical skills, the slave begged the prince, let this sister take a look at my young lady's arm at night." ”

"Arms?" The eyes of the prince of Fu'an, who was holding the lord of the county, disappeared for a few moments, and then he raised his head, looked at Miss Yin Wu, who was sitting opposite, and asked unhurriedly, "You are injured." ”

"I, I, it's okay......" Miss Yin Wu replied with a slight stammer.

Although Miss Yin Wu went to the Fu'an Palace, she was very diligent, and every time she saw the Fu'an Prince, her brother-in-law called her very kindly, but she had never received such serious attention from the Fu'an Prince.

Facing the deep gaze of the prince of Fu'an, Miss Yinwu's face began to heat inexplicably, and she was ashamed and afraid, she couldn't help but hang her head to avoid the eyes of the prince of Fu'an, but she didn't forget to cover her sleeves, and replied: "It's just a small injury, it's just a small injury, it's not in the way, as long as Yu'er is fine, it's fine......"

"Miss, your injury is so serious, how can it be a minor injury?" The maid who called Nianlan said, she actually pulled Miss Yinwu's arm, lifted the sleeve of her own young lady, and said distressedly: "Miss, it's all hurt like this, how painful should it be...... It just so happens that there is a sister who knows how to heal, why don't you teach him to take a look, why does the young lady have to endure it......"

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, and a long and terrifying blood mark appeared in front of the eyes of the prince of Fu'an.

This hurts ......

Prince Fu'an's eyes narrowed, and he asked coldly, "How did you get this injury?" ”