The sound of footsteps came from Qin Manjing's left.

To her right is a high wall.

At the last moment, Qin Manjing jumped up lightly and stepped on the wall and turned over, almost silent.

A little maidservant happened to come over after Qin Manjing climbed over the wall, she looked left and right, and muttered a few times secretly, "It's nothing, it's really dazzling." ”

As she left, she stepped on a dead branch on the side of the road, making a crunching sound that sounded like an explosion of thunder in the quiet environment.

"Who!" The room seemed to feel empty, and he quickly got up, and the speed was very fast, and he was at the back of the room in an instant.

"What are you doing here?" A deep voice sounded in the quiet environment, and he said to the person in front of him with a cold face.

The little maid was also startled when she saw the empty who suddenly appeared in front of her, and her breath was a little unstable.

She stammered back, "I ...... I'm just going to come and see. ”

His eyes were not empty, and coldness gathered on his face, and he looked at this person without saying a word, and the little maid felt a strong uneasiness.

"Lan Cui! Let you clean up the dead branches on the side of the road, what are you still standing here in a daze. An older lady walked up from behind her, and she shouted loudly to the maidservant.

Mama stepped forward and grabbed Lan Cui's ears in a few steps and pulled her away, scolding in her mouth.

"Oops, it hurts...... Mother Lee. Lan Cui exhaled in pain, tilted her head and grabbed Li's mother's sleeve with her hand.

Mother Li scolded at the top of her throat: "Dead girl, let you work, you are lazy......"

She scolded as she walked outside.

Bukong looked at everything that happened in front of him with a cold face, and did not make any movements, he looked at them fixedly for a few times before leaving alone.

"Mother Li, that bald scoop is really scary." After seeing that he was not empty, Lan Cui complained to Li's mother with a bitter face.

Mother Li's old eyes glared, and her shriveled mouth closed one by one, "Let you not go to crowded places, you don't want this little life anymore." ”

Here, after only a few steps, a man suddenly rushed out and knelt down at him.

"Please, the master, save the little girl, the little girl is dying, please the master save her." Zhou Fu kowtowed to Bukong, and his forehead was blue after a few strokes.

As long as Master Bukong is willing to give Juan'er some of the medicine he just gave to Grandpa Guo, Juan'er's life will definitely be saved, Zhou Fu thought in his heart.

He also understood that his behavior of colliding with nobles back and forth was looking for death, and the most important thing a slave like them should know was to look at the look of his eyes and understand the rules.

But Juan'er is still so young, she has no one to rely on except for his useless father. Except for him, no one will fight for Juan'er for this chance to live.

He glanced at him condescendingly, and just as he was about to speak, someone from the house called him.

"Master, Madame, please speak." The ink painting hurried over with small steps.

She took two steps, and suddenly saw Zhou Fu kneeling on the ground, and waved her sleeves to catch him, "Go, go, don't bump into the master." ”

Turning his head, Mo Hua smiled and said to Bukong: "Madame has something important to discuss with the master." ”

After pondering for a while, Bukong said hello, and the Zen staff in his hand ran parallel to it, and a crisp sound sounded.

Zhou Fu heard their conversation, and when he saw that the person was about to leave again, his heart was crossed, and he wanted to pounce on his lap.

But Bukong seemed to be aware of his movements, and before he could pounce, a sudden wave of fluctuations hit Zhou Fu.

Zhou Fu was lifted away by this force in an instant and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem......" His back hurt and his chest was tight.

Bukong glanced at him coldly, and the Zen staff in his hand knocked down, bringing a burst of dust, "Rude." ”

It seemed that she had really seen the ability to be empty, and Mo Hua was also panicked in her heart, and she said to the person in front of her with a smile on her face: "Don't be surprised, master, it's the housekeeper who hasn't trained well." ”

Immediately, she scolded Zhou Fu, "Zhou Fu, what are you still doing here, don't get out of here." ”

At this time, Zhou Fuben still wanted to speak, but when he saw that Bukong's expression was extremely cold, and even had a stern look, he didn't dare to continue to speak.

He was still in a falling position, and he took two steps past him.

Qin Manjing stood behind the wall, and saw this scene through the hollow pattern on the wall with one eye, and her heart fluttered.

Bukong will imprison her for the sake of the world, but won't he stop for a person's life?

Or is it because this person's life is just the life of a lowly subordinate?

At this time, Qin Manjing couldn't help but wonder, if her life appeared on Qin Zhen, would they also treat Qin Zhen like this?

Zhou Fu, who was on the other side, looked at the back of Bukong leaving, and got up in despair.

Qin Manjing waited for everyone to leave before leaving quietly.

In the lower room of Xuanzhu Courtyard, Qin Manjing quickly flashed into the house, and Chunchan seemed to notice a dark shadow, and just wanted to raise her head to look.

Immediately, several spiritual powers flew out and hit the Baihui acupoints of several people in the house, and everyone fainted instantly.

Qin Manjing walked to the bed in the room.

I saw a person lying on the bed, his little face facing the door sideways, his eyes closed, the skin on his face burned red, and behind his back were hundreds of whip marks.

At a glance, she knew that this was Qin Zhen's 'masterpiece'.

Seeing the appearance of the person on the bed, Qin Manjing's heart tightened, as if she had seen her previous appearance, even more tragic than she used to be.

Maybe it's because Qin Zhen doesn't dare to kill her, but he can kill a lowly slave at any time.

Qin Manjing carefully wrapped her clothes, picked up the person on the bed with both hands, and she quickly ran out of the house.

Carefully bypassing the group of servants walking around the Qin State Mansion, Qin Manjing left from the small door with the woman in her arms in her arms.

The servant guarding the small door seemed to have made some kind of agreement with another grandmother, and that he would deliberately leave at this time of day so that the grandmother could pass things out.

This also secretly facilitated Qin Manjing, no one guarded it, and it was even easier to leave the Qin State Mansion.

The girl's breath in her arms is very weak, and there is a posture that she will die if she can't get up in one breath.

Qin Manjing wore a cloak and walked down the street with her in her arms.

On an ordinary evening, the sun was setting in the west, and a large area of fiery clouds covered half of the sky, and Qin Manjing's shadow was stretched very long.

By this time, most of the people who had entered the city had already left, and the infirmaries on the streets had closed their doors one after another.

Qin Manjing found a medical hall with an open door on the corner of the street.

The medicine boy yawned and was about to close the door of the shop, when he was stopped the next moment.

I saw a strange man in a cloak in front of him, and the man was still holding a woman in his arms, and the strange man's tone was a little urgent.

"She's injured, please treat her." Without waiting for the person in front of her to answer, Qin Manjing went straight into the medical hall and put the person in her arms on the couch.

The medicine boy looked at Qin Manjing's dress, feeling a little nervous, and he stammered, "I'll call my master over." ”

Immediately, he went in to the back door, and shouted loudly as he went, "Master, a patient is coming." ”

The person on the couch was thin and dying.

Qin Manjing stared at her.

If not long ago, she still had the medicine rewarded by the system, and it would be no problem to cure this person. But she had already used up those things, so she had to turn to the infirmary.

She was thinking about this when the curtain on the back of the hall was suddenly lifted.

The medicine boy walked in a hurry, followed by a person, and the two of them came in through the back door together.

(End of chapter)