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Surprised, she quickly moved to the side and hid behind the wardrobe. After listening closely for a while, she realized that it was only the sound of Zhao Yuanzhi accidentally breaking the teacup while she was drinking tea.

It was a false alarm.

When he returned to his room, he immediately got Xiao Lan to prepare some ink and paper for him before she could even change her clothes.

She wanted to quickly write down what she had memorized. Inside the account book, it recorded in detail when the maid was sent out and to whom she sold it, as well as how many taels of silver she had bought.

These were all evidence that Zhao Yuanzhi had been killed.

The reason why Zhao Yuanzhi was still so confident even after killing someone in the Fu Jue Temple was because she knew that killing a girl was a very important matter. However, as long as she operated properly, she would be able to serve the government, and she would be able to suppress the matter for her old relationship or for the sake of the prime minister's family.

It's just a girl...

But if this was discovered less than politics, it would be the last straw that would crush the camel. Fewer than when the council dealt with Zhao Yuanzhi.

"Miss, what you wrote was …" When Xiao Lan saw the contents written on the paper, her face was filled with astonishment.

One after another, the maidservants were chased out of the mansion. This year, he had found it strange that Zhao Yuanzhi had sold all of them.

He didn't seem to want to slow down Xiao Lan at all.

After everything that had happened, she believed that Xiao Lan was someone who was completely loyal to her.

"Yes, you're right. These are all evidence of Zhao Yuanzhi's murder." After finishing the last word, she yawned. "Put it away."

As she spoke, she walked in the direction of the inner chamber.

Xiao Lan looked at the back of her young mistress in shock, then looked down at a stack of clear Heart Paper. There were so many names and numbers, how did her young mistress record them down? It couldn't have been purposely written to frame Madam Ye, right?

However, even though she did it on purpose, it couldn't be said that she had done it on purpose. Although Zhao Yuanzhi wasn't someone who deserved to be pitied, it didn't mean that she had done it on purpose.

Not much more than changing clothes in the inner room. Actually, she liked this era's men's clothing more because it was very comfortable to wear, and it didn't affect her movements.

Just as she was about to take off her outer robe and undo the buttons on the front of her shirt, the window suddenly moved. With a "pu tong" sound, a person fell to the ground.

The room was filled with the smell of blood.

Having seen countless bloody wounds in the army, she immediately understood what was going on.

"Don't make a sound." The man on the ground raised his head with all his might and weakly uttered the words upon seeing the astonished face.

It was Xiao Yun Chen.

He quickly analyzed the situation in front of him. With Xiao Yunchen's status and abilities, to be able to be injured like this, he definitely wasn't some ordinary person. This was the Prime Minister's Estate, and it was heavily guarded. Xiao Yun Chen's injuries were also very severe, so he must have suffered many setbacks on the way here.

She quickly walked to the window. There was indeed a bloodstain there. Xiao Yun Chen who was lying on the ground was clearly still breathing, but according to the amount of blood that he had lost, it would probably take some effort to save him.

"Miss, is something the matter?"

Xiao Lan, who was outside, heard the commotion in the house and hurried over to ask.

"You come in first." "Yes," Yu Yu softly said. After thinking about it, he purposefully said in a comfortable tone. Come in yourself. "

The curtain on the door moved, and Xiao Lan walked in anxiously, just in time to see the paralyzed man on the ground.

"Miss, this isn't, isn't this …"

"If you want to draw people here, shout." "No," the calm voice warned, hearing her voice grow louder.

Xiao Lan was originally a servant girl that Xiao Yun Chen had left by his side on purpose. Now that she saw the old master appear in front of her with wounds all over, how could she not be excited?

She was already beginning to familiarize herself with the wounds on Xiao Yun Chen's body. After seeing that there were still terrifying knife wounds on his chest and abdomen, she calmly instructed Xiao Lan, "I don't care what methods you use, go out and tell everyone outside that no one is allowed to enter. Afterwards, you must follow the path your master came in from and carefully examine the bloodstains, don't let anyone discover anything, understand?"

Her calm voice also calmed Xiao Lan down a little. Her usual status beside Xiao Yun Chen wasn't as simple as that of a servant girl; she could do some good work and scouting. This was the reason why Xiao Yun Chen had made her stay by her side.

"Miss, don't worry, I know what to do."

She placed him on her bed and looked for the Golden Sore Medicine that she had brewed when she was recuperating at the Spirit Hidden Temple. The purple powder was like money as it sprinkled on Xiao Yun Chen's wounds.

After the powder was sprinkled on top, a miraculous scene occurred.

The bleeding wound that had been bleeding just a moment ago had gradually stopped. It seemed that the things he had made had worked quite well.

However, with only the Gold Sore Medicine, this wound couldn't be healed quickly at all. She had already seen it before. If this guy wanted to heal the messy wounds that were an inch deep, she would need to perform a surgical operation.

In this space and time, without tools, without even the light to meet the requirements, she did not feel sleepy.

After all, when they were on the peacekeeping battlefield, that condition was much more difficult.

"Xiao Yun Chen, listen up. I'm going to stitch up your wound right now. There's not enough anesthetic, and your current situation isn't suitable for you to use too many anesthetic. Can you hold on?"

She lay beside Xiao Yun Chen's ear and said with a calm tone.

At this moment, Xiao Yun Chen was also in a semi-conscious state. He could faintly hear some words that were rarely said, such as "sew it up". He subconsciously nodded his head. He believed that this woman wouldn't harm him, and he also believed that she had the ability to treat his wounds.

"Alright, take this medicine." She stuffed the last pill in a small porcelain bottle into Xiao Yun Chen's mouth.

After Xiao Yun Chen ate the pill, he suddenly held his hands tightly. "I'll protect you …"

After he said this sentence, he seemed to have collapsed. He lost all his strength in his hands and fell to the ground.

Yu Yu couldn't help but be surprised for a moment, then bit his lips and started to prepare something to replace what he needed to do the surgery on.