Hearing this, the fifth aunt looked stunned, and half a ring came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Well, I'll take a look." Saying that, the fifth aunt immediately squatted down, and her jade hand lightly rested on the scarred wrist of the already unconscious person on the ground.

Seeing that the dyeing painting did not give her face, the eighth aunt's face was a little ugly, and she immediately snorted coldly: "It's really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs, Xin'er, let's go." ”

After a while, there were only dyeing paintings, five aunts and a few little maids who were waiting with them in the huge courtyard.

Looking at the solemn look on the fifth aunt's face, the heart of the painting couldn't help but hang in the air.

"How is she?" Dye Hua watched from the side, and suddenly couldn't help but ask.

The fifth aunt shook her head, removed her hand, and said with a puzzled expression: "It's strange to say, the person who started it obviously wanted to put this maid to death, and every time, it was injured on the vital point, but the strange thing is that this maid seemed to be seriously injured, but in fact it was just some skin injuries, which made me very puzzled." ”

Looking at the fifth aunt with a puzzled face, it didn't look like she was acting, Dye Hua's heart sank, her eyes fell on the motionless figure on the ground, and a touch of gloom flashed in her eyes.

"Auntie, can I borrow your two maids?" Dye Hua pointed to the two little maids on the side, turned his head and said to the fifth aunt.

"Well," the fifth aunt agreed, too, very cheerfully.

"You two help me carry this maid back to my yard." Dye immediately commanded softly.

The two obediently helped the people on the ground up carefully, and then one walked on his back, and the other stabilized on the side.

Dyeing and the fifth aunt walked behind, it is strange to say, Dyeing and painting did not have any sense of rejection of this gentle fifth aunt, and with her, she felt a long-lost maternal love.

"Why are you helping me?" After a long time, Dyeing and Painting finally asked the doubts in my heart.

"Hehe, can I choose not to say this?" The fifth aunt's eyes flashed, and a faint sadness appeared on her charming face: "Heh, if my child is still there, it should be almost as old as you." ”

Hearing the words and paintings, she was stunned for a moment, and looked sideways at the face of the fifth aunt with some vicissitudes, and there was an impulse in her heart, wanting to smooth the melancholy between her eyebrows.

"The deceased, you don't have to worry too much, maybe he (she) is still alive and sound in a corner of the world at this moment." As he said the last few words, the voice of dyeing and painting was bitter and desolate.

"Hehe, in fact, you don't have to comfort me, after so many years, I have long been relieved." The corners of the fifth aunt's lips hooked up a touch of mockery, saying that it was false to say that she didn't care, in the past eleven years, every person who dreamed back at midnight and thought about her had already been separated from her.

This topic is too heavy, and dyeing and painting is also a little concerned for a while.

Dye Hua digressed the topic and asked, "My maid, apart from being strange, is there anything suspicious?" ”

"She's either a stunt, or she's a strange anatomy." The fifth aunt said with a little hesitation: "However, I think the former is more likely." ”

"How so?" Dye asked with an eyebrow raised, a hint of nervousness flashing imperceptibly in his eyes.

"Even if the body structure of ordinary people is peculiar, there is more than that. And there is also a deceptive thing about her injury, in the eyes of ordinary market doctors, she may be misdiagnosed as a dying person. The fifth aunt calmly expressed the concerns in her heart.

His heart sank, and his brilliant eyes instantly flashed a deep disappointment.