The summer sun was pouring in, and the empty courtyard was scorching with white light.

The huge mansion where people used to come and go was completely empty at this time, and the few maids who often walked around the house were gone, and the people who came and went were all fresh faces.

Zhou Wuxian was wearing a dark power suit, rocking the chaise longue, looking at the little guy who was sprinkling water under the porch, the dark clothes lined her girlish face and was a few years older out of thin air, but her expression was relaxed and flying: "Yes, sprinkle more water in that place, it's too dry this day."

The little servant bowed his head respectfully and said yes, and took a few more clusters of new shiny copper basins out to hold water.

The two plane trees in front of the courtyard are old, and the canopy is like a canopy, and the thick shade shades the sunlight of the white flowers, giving birth to a little cool and quiet in the May heat.

Zhou Wuxian leisurely shook the folding fan twice, took a sip of the sour plum soup that had been frozen for a long time, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

No wonder the world has sharpened their heads and plunged into the sea, preferring to drown rather than look back.

It's really comfortable for this slave to make the maid corrupt and degenerate.

It's much more comfortable than licking blood on the tip of a knife.

Zhou Wuxian had just felt comfortable for a while, and a rush and panicked footsteps interrupted the stolen tranquility.

"Water Saint Envoy, it's not good, that person is dying." Ah Yong hurriedly walked out of the thick green shade and shouted in a panic.

The rocking chair shook violently twice, and Zhou Wuxian bounced up from the rocking chair all of a sudden, his face was ugly, and his voice was cold and powerful: "Didn't you say that you should eat and drink well and take care of it?" How is it that a good person is only two days, and then he is not good?"

Ah Yong twitched the corner of his mouth, what kind of good person is that, he didn't even have half a life when he came!

But he didn't dare to stand up to Zhou Wuxian, so he stubbornly said, "His injuries are too serious, he is a rough person, he has never served anyone, and he doesn't have a light and serious head in his hands," his voice gradually lowered, and finally he couldn't speak.

Which of them doesn't serve!

It's just too lazy to serve!

Zhou Wuxian glanced at Ah Yong casually, and said with a smile: "What, you mean, you won't serve, I will?"

Hearing this, Ah Yong trembled three times for no reason.

Waiting? Don't be funny, Zhou Wuxian will only torture people!

Even if she could serve, he wouldn't have the courage to call her to.

Is it long?

He muttered nothing, only cautiously staring at Zhou Wuxian's face one after another.

Zhou Wuxian sneered, "Don't you just want the girl to serve him? There is a shortage of everything in this house, even if there is no shortage of girls, find a random one from the inner court to serve him!"

Ah Yong sighed, turned around helplessly, and prepared to go to the inner courtyard to pick a timid and scared girl to come over.

Unexpectedly, he just walked out two steps, but was stopped by Zhou Wuxian again.

"Wait, that one, named Zhang Di, has been waiting in the front yard?" Zhou Wuxian squinted his eyes and asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, she is new here, and she is very unfamiliar with the people and things in the house, and she doesn't see that something is wrong with us, so she has been kept in the front yard to serve." Ah Yong paused slightly, thought about it and added: "That's a country girl, the first time she entered Beijing, she was quite honest."

"Then she." Zhou Wuxian made a final decision: "She is not familiar with the house, and her eyes are even darker in the capital, she doesn't know anyone, and it is a death to escape."

In front of Zhou Wuxian, Ah Yong did not raise any objections, answered yes, turned around and went out.

The back cover room in the front yard, which was originally occupied by the lower people, is now empty, and the Chase is piled with half-worn thin bedding.

Zhang Di huddled in the corner with the futon in her arms, her face was pale, and her whole body was trembling.

She watched as there were fewer and fewer people in the back room, and finally she was the only one left.

She didn't know what was going on in this house, but she knew that everything here was very different from when she first arrived.

The people she was familiar with disappeared one after another, saying that they had followed His Royal Highness King Han to Yuhua Mountain.

But the time was wrong, and the disappearance of those people was after His Royal Highness the King of Han set off for Yuhua Mountain.

The people who remained in the mansion were all vicious, and she was locked in the back room, unable and afraid to move around at will.

Every day and every night is like meat on a chopping board, and the knife hanging over the head can fall at any time.

But Zhang Di has never been a person who resigns herself to fate and lets others slaughter her.

She glanced worriedly at the bright sky outside the window, remembering the words her brother had left when he had come on his last trip.

King Qin, King Qin supervises the country!

Her eyes lit up, her hands clutched the corners of the quilt, and her knuckles turned white.

Suddenly, there were footsteps outside, her expression changed, the panic on her face disappeared in an instant, revealing a humble smile, looking forward to it, and looking timidly at the door.

Sure enough, the sound of footsteps stopped outside the door, followed by the sound of unlocking.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and the bright sunlight leaked into the room unexpectedly.

A wisp of dust swirls in the misty light.

Zhang Di threw away the thin quilt, jumped down from the shop at once, pounced in front of Ah Yong, and said eagerly and happily: "Chief, did His Highness send someone to pick up the concubine and go to Yuhua Mountain."

Ah Yong looked at the girl in front of him indescribably, and almost wanted to look up to the sky and sigh.

How could there be such a stupid girl!

How did such stupidity survive!

It's unreasonable!

Such a stupid girl in their sect has long been eaten and there are no bones left!

Ah Yong coughed lightly: "That, His Royal Highness sent a message and instructed you to do an errand, do it well, and take you to Yuhua Mountain immediately."

Hearing this, Zhang Di's eyes lit up, she grinned, her smile was as bright as spring, and she could see the bottom at a glance with a shallow heart: "What errand, the chief manager ordered, the concubine must be beautiful!"

Zhang Di agreed so happily that Ah Yong's prepared words were useless, and he was stunned for a long time, until he heard Zhang Di call him, he came back to his senses, and said with a serious face: "Then come with me."

Zhang Di nodded obediently.

Zhang Di has been in the front yard for more than a month, and she is already familiar with the road here, but she staggered after following Ah Yong.

She never thought that there would be such a damp and cold place in the bustling city.

She closed her mouth in shock.

"Haven't been here before, have you?" Ah Yong was walking in front, and suddenly spoke quietly without looking back, startling Zhang Di.

Zhang Di stabilized her mind and whispered timidly, "Concubine, I don't know the way."

Ah Yong smiled lowly, didn't speak again, and walked straight to the depths of the cold corridor.

The sound of bamboo is like waves, and the sunlight penetrates the bamboo forest, sieving the dark and swaying bamboo shadows all over the ground.

Everywhere the wind passed, there was a rustling sound from the depths of the bamboo forest, and there was a sense of coldness in this sound.

Zhang Di felt as if she was being targeted by a poisonous snake, her back spine was cold, and she turned her head again and again, but there was no one behind her.

Ah Yong still didn't look back, but as if he had eyes on the back of his head, he saw all Zhang Di's panic in his eyes, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile again.

Stupid and timid, in addition to being able to serve people, it is really useless.

At the end of the bamboo grove are two low-slung inverted houses, with broken window lattices and gray tiles falling in half.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Zhang Di suddenly had a feeling of thunder and thunder.

In the dignified palace, how can there be such a barren realm!

Ah Yong opened the big lock on the door, pushed the door in, and said to Zhang Di, who was standing, "Come in."

Zhang Di couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, and walked into the house indifferently.

In the corner of the house was a pile of yellow and dry straw, on which lay a half-dead man, covered with a thin half-old brocade quilt.

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The light shines through the dilapidated windows, and the light is dim in the unlit room.

The house smelled of rotten and moldy.

The man's face was half reflected in the sunlight and half submerged in the darkness, and it was vaguely evident that his face was sallow, his cheeks were deep, his lips were pale and his complexion was extremely bad.

Zhang Di chuckled in her heart, and looked at Ah Yong in disbelief: "Boss, boss, what is this?"

Ah Yong glanced at the man whose breath was even weaker than yesterday, and sighed: "This is the person His Highness wants, His Highness tells you to take care of him and not let him die."

Zhang Di hesitated, with a difficult face: "Chief, manager, this person, look, hurry, almost hopeless."

Ah Yong raised his eyebrows slightly: "What, can't you do it?" Then don't go to Yuhua Mountain, if you go, it will make His Highness angry!"

As soon as she heard this, Zhang Di was anxious, and said with a flustered expression: "No, yes, it can be done, and the concubine will definitely not let him die."

Ah Yong nodded: "The door is locked, your bedding, food and medicine will be delivered later." As he spoke, he took out a small and delicate golden bell from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Di, and said lightly, "If there is something, shake the bell."

Zhang Di hesitantly took the golden bell, her hand was smooth and cold, she held it tightly, and finally made up her mind: "Yes, the concubine understands."

As the sound of the door lock falling, Ah Yong's footsteps gradually faded away, and the sound of Zhuhai continued to enter the house, and Zhang Di's heart panicked all of a sudden.

She thought that when she got out of the back room, she was free, and she could wait for an opportunity to escape, but she didn't expect to go from one cage to another.

She's locked up again!

And locked up with a strange man who only has one breath left!

It's so unlucky!

She stood under the window for a moment, took a deep breath, and slowly walked over to the man.

With the sunlight shining on the man's face, he looked at it carefully.

She didn't see very clearly when she was far away, but now that she got closer and took a closer look, she felt a heartbeat.

How is he!

It turned out to be him!

She incredulously leaned close to the man's face, wanting to see more closely, more clearly.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly opened his eyes, and his left hand suddenly clamped Zhang Di's neck, pressing her to the ground at once.