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Chapter 2 - Passersby

Before the fatty could even finish his sentence, he felt his neck go cold and a stream of warm, viscous liquid spurt out. His eyes widened in fear as he raised his hand to cover his neck before falling to the ground.

Zhuo Qingyan indifferently looked at the corpses on the ground, wiped the dagger on the fatty's body clean, then walked in front of the two fainted servants, used the dagger to scratch them a few times, tore off two large pieces of cotton cloth, and wrapped up their bare feet.

Then, he opened the wooden door to take a look. After confirming that there was no one around, he softly called out, "Mo Yu?"

"Young, young miss …"

The little girl walked out shakily and looked at the motionless corpse on the ground in fear. Then, she looked at Zhuo Qingyan with an unreadable expression.

Was this young lady in front of him still that silly young lady of hers?

Earlier, she had clearly seen how the Miss had easily knocked out the two servants and even killed Tong Dong. Her actions were smooth and natural, without any signs of her usual foolishness.

Could it be that the young mistress has recovered?

"Let's go!"

Zhuo Qingyan had noticed Mo Yu's doubt, but there was no time for her to explain right now. Furthermore, she did not want to explain right now, so she did not know how to explain either.

After exiting the yard, Zhuo Qingyan suddenly stopped and frowned: "How do we get there?"

"Miss … Are you going back to our Plum Garden? "

Mo Yu trembled as she looked at Zhuo Qingyan, trying to discern the answer from her face.

When she woke up, she mysteriously came to this unfamiliar place. She was still in danger, and with the heavy snow blowing around and the biting cold, Zhuo Qingyan felt that she should find a warm place first and then think about what to do next.

Seeing Zhuo Qingyan nod her head, Mo Yu pointed to the left and said: "Young miss, this way …"

Before the two of them had gone far, they heard chaotic footsteps and shouts behind them.

Zhuo Qingyan could not help but be taken aback. How did he get discovered so quickly? It was impossible for those two servants to wake up so soon. Could it be … There was someone else there?

She immediately looked around, pulled Mo Yu's hand and quickly ran forward.

When she turned a corner, before she could even stand firmly, she was pulled into a broken house by a large, powerful hand. She raised her dagger and stabbed forward, and when her hand blocked the attack, she covered her mouth and whispered in her ear, "If you don't want to die, then be quiet!"

Zhuo Qingyan's body froze. At the same time, she heard a group of people running past the front of the house, holding torches and shouting.

When it was quiet, the big hand was still over her mouth. She quickly moved her elbow behind her back, but was stopped by the other hand. At the same time, the hand that was covering her mouth loosened and lightly patted her on the shoulder.

It was a tall and sturdy man in black. His face was covered by a black bandana, but in the darkness of the dilapidated house, starlight still flickered in his eyes that brimmed with life.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Qingyan's voice was still hoarse.

"Passersby." That person was obviously lowering his voice, not wanting others to recognize him.

"It's rare to see a passerby wandering around in someone else's residence!" Zhuo Qingyan endured the searing pain in her throat as she coldly spoke.

"It's rare to see a lady being hunted down in her own residence!" A trace of contempt flashed in the man's eyes.

"Thank you for saving me!" Zhuo Qingyan wrapped her fist in his.

"Easy!" The man said again.

It seemed like she did not appreciate Mo Yu's gesture, so there was no need for her to say anymore. Walking up to Mo Yu, she realised that she was not moving at all.

"What happened to her?" Zhuo Qingyan frowned.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Yu's body went soft. He was just about to cry out, but was immediately covered by Zhuo Qingyan's hand, and only let out a "wu" sound.

"Don't scream! It's okay, let's go! " After Zhuo Qingyan finished speaking softly, she pulled her hand and walked out.

"There should be a lot of people on the way back, it would be best to take a detour." The man whispered behind them.

"I know!" Zhuo Qingyan did not look back as she dragged Mo Yu out of the courtyard and returned to her original path.

But she really didn't know how to walk, she just stood there and looked around, at this time, Mo Yu had already regained his senses, and pulled her along, and turned into a side street.

But after running a few steps, Zhuo Qingyan suddenly felt as if her head was pricked by needles. She lightly snorted and said, "Let's find a place to hide first …"

After being brought to a small courtyard in Mo Yu's hut, Zhuo Qingyan squatted on the ground with her hands over her head, and painfully gasped. Seeing her pale face that was drenched in cold sweat, Mo Yu was so anxious that she rubbed his hands together, unsure of what to do.

However, it was also this headache that made Zhuo Qingyan receive so much information. Too many things filled up her mind, making it hard for her to adapt.

After the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, the pain subsided a lot. Only then did Zhuo Qingyan fall to the ground, gasping for air as she leaned against the pile of logs.

Mo Yu immediately came over and squatted in front of her. She used her dirty sleeves to wipe the sweat off her forehead and worriedly called out: "Miss …"

"I... "I'm fine …" Zhuo Qingyan exhaled again.

"Miss … Nothing … "That's right, that's good …" Mo Yu hugged her again and cried.

Zhuo Qingyan grinned and patted her back lightly: "Don't cry …" Let's go back first... Is there anyone else in the courtyard? "

"Gone …" Third Miss killed both Mo Yan and the little child … " Mo Yu looked at her with a tear-stained face.

"Then you …" Zhuo Qingyan looked at her.

"This servant has been hiding in the cellar all this time, and then when I went to the kitchen to find food for you at night, I heard Tong Dazhu say that he wanted to kill you, so I came back to save you …" Mo Yu resisted the urge to cry, and his face turned red.

"They won't have another chance. Let's go back!" Zhuo Qingyan's gaze turned cold once more as the corners of her mouth curled up in a cold smile.

She once again pushed the door open and came out. Before she had taken more than two steps, she heard two people approaching from afar. She immediately pulled Mo Yu closer and hid herself by the wall again.

"Isn't it just a silly young lady born of a concubine? Was there a need for the Third Miss to gather so many people? "Finding someone in the middle of the night is just bullsh * t …" One of them complained.

"He's the master. If he asks you to do it, then do it. But to be honest, this Fourth Miss had better be dead or else she'll be punished. She probably won't be able to wait until the second young master returns …" Another man said.

"That's enough, hurry up and run. Even if we don't get killed in this cold weather, we will at least freeze to death!" The person from before urged them, and the two of them ran off.

Zhuo Qingyan's eyes turned cold. Without saying anything, she pulled Mo Yu and jumped out of the small courtyard.

At this moment, a black shadow stood on an old tree in the small courtyard as he watched the two leave. He could not help but snort, "Looks like it's really done for. It's not in vain for your lordship to venture out here. Little girl, we'll meet again."

The figure moved, disappearing into the snowy night like a black hawk.