Siyu was full of guilt, and said in a low voice: "Didn't I go out pretending to be a man, what could happen, besides, I disguise myself like this, and no one will recognize my true colors... ..."

In fact, the main purpose was just to make it easier for me to hunt and eat chicken legs in the back mountain, so that she would not be found out to be the one who relapsed.

The little girl had no choice but to grit her teeth bitterly, "Madam shouldn't have taught you the disguise technique back then."

Another little girl said: "Mrs. didn't teach her the disguise technique at all. Miss Siyu learned it secretly."

If they didn't know how to change faces, and knew Siyu's figure and temperament, they would have almost regarded Siyu as the assassin and shot him to death with a hidden weapon just now.

Siyu wiped off her face, wiped off the makeup on her face, begging for mercy: "You two ladies, I know I was wrong, I will never run out like this again, I will just stay in the bedroom, where are you?" I'm not going either."

She emphasized: "Just trust me again."

The little girl is also arrogant: "I'd rather believe that there are ghosts in this world than miss Siyu, your deceitful mouth all day long."

The little girl opened the door angrily, and went to pour the washing water for Siyu and Xiangyi.

Siyu sighed, and fell down on the floor made by the two young ladies, with her hands resting on the back of her head, her legs raised up, and she only felt a dull pain in her shoulders.

But looking at Xiang Yi's worried eyes, Siyu didn't want to make matters worse.

Sitting beside Siyu, Xiang Yi asked in a low voice, "Have you been caught eating chicken legs? Why have you been out for so long? There are assassins in our yard, I'm so worried about you."

Siyu caressed Xiangyi's innocent face: "I have already thrown the chicken leg away, I saw the trace of the assassin, I chased after him all the way, and I came back too late."

Xiang Yi asked, "Where's the assassin?"

"Run away." Siyu sighed: "His kung fu is above mine, probably on the same level as my brother, I can't beat him."

Xiang Yi: "..."

Siyu, who has beaten all invincible opponents in Jincheng, tasted frustration for the first time.

After washing up, Siyu, who hadn't slept all night, ate some bland porridge, then fell asleep on the bed.

Xiang Yi sat in the bedroom and copied the scriptures, stroke by stroke, extremely serious.

After copying my own, I have to imitate Siyu's handwriting and help Siyu copy.

In her sleep, Siyu's shoulders seemed to be crushed by crushed stones, and the pain was severe. When she opened her eyes, she saw that it was still early and the sun was heavy, and she was about to sit up with her arms propped up.

The movement was too big, involving the injury on the shoulder, Siyu gasped in pain.

She looked at Xiang Yi who was sitting by the window and was seriously copying the book, and asked, "Why didn't you go out today to listen to someone's chanting?"

Xiang Yi turned her head and saw her lying on the stacked pillows at the head of the bed as if she had no bones, and replied: "There were assassins last night, and the guards are under martial law today. I will stay in the wing room and copy the scriptures for a few days, so I don’t need to go there for now.”

Siyu suddenly became happy: "That's great, every day I listen to them chanting sutras, and I feel drowsy, so it's just right that I don't have to go."

Xiang Yi: "..."

For several days in a row, Siyu lay obediently in the wing room, secretly applying medicine to recuperate her wounds, she did not dare to take off her clothes, if Xiang Yi found out that she was injured, this matter would definitely be passed on to those who controlled her In the ears of the two young ladies, they will be brought back to the Mo House at that time.

She doesn't want to go back, at least not until she finds the person who hurt her.