Chapter 4527

The witch doctor glanced at the motionless guard at the door, and asked in surprise, "Apart from those two people, is there anyone else?"

"No one?" Zhuang Xiaoyu was full of surprise: "Why is there no one? Obviously there are many people running around outside."

"Ma'am, you must have misheard. It was the sound of the wind, not the sound of footsteps." The witch doctor raised his finger and pointed outside: "If you don't believe me, you can take a look outside."

Zhuang Xiaoyu got off the rattan chair, walked to the door wearing cotton shoes, saw the trees swaying, and there were many shadows, except for the two guards standing outside the door, there was no one there...

She stood at the door for a while, and indeed she didn't hear so many footsteps.

The wind is rumbling, the drizzle is drizzling, and the night in the middle of winter is really cold.

Zhuang Xiaoyu shuddered, wrapped her clothes tightly, retreated to the bedroom, and lay on the bed.

But not long after, the sound of rumbling, messy and noisy footsteps appeared in her ears again, accompanied by the voices of many people, making it difficult for her to fall asleep due to the noise.

Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes, one moment was Qin Wuyan's weak and pale appearance, another moment was the appearance of being blamed by everyone, another moment was the tragic state of his father and brother before their death, and the scene of the tragic death of Yu Sui, Asparagus bamboo, and Doctor Zhong... ..

She didn't know if she was asleep or not, and she didn't know if she was awake. The dream and reality overlapped, and she was at a loss.

Until noon of the second day, the girl guarding the door had no choice but to wake Zhuang Xiaoyu up under the urging of the witch doctor.

The little girl was watery and timid, standing in front of the bed, said in a low voice: "Ma'am, it's time to get up and eat. The witch doctor said that if I don't eat for a long time, I'm afraid the child in my stomach will be hungry."

Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her hand to push aside the gauze curtain, the little girl took a look, her heart flinched, her eyes flickered, as if she was frightened.

Zhuang Xiaoyu's hair was disheveled, her face was pale without a trace of blood, but her eyes seemed to be stained with blood, so red that they were about to bleed.

Zhuang Xiaoyu sat up, looked at the little girl staring at her blankly, and asked, "Where is Qin Wuyan, how is it?"

"The High Priest..." The little girl shook her head: "The High Priest seems to be in danger, but the slaves don't know the details, they just listened to the discussions of the servants in the mansion."

"Discussion?" Zhuang Xiaoyu frowned: "What are you discussing? Are you discussing that Miss Ben is going to kill him?"

The little girl was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground: "Your maidservant didn't mean that, Madam Mingjian."

Zhuang Xiaoyu rubbed her forehead: "It's really noisy, it's so noisy, tell them not to run around outside, stay away from the bedroom."

The little girl quickly stood up, and told the person outside the door: "Stay far away, don't disturb Madam."

The guards looked at each other in blank dismay, but moved away obediently.

Then the little girl ran back to the bedroom, helped Zhuang Xiaoyu to dress and wash, and said softly: "Madam, they are already far away, so they won't disturb you."

Zhuang Xiaoyu's ears were ringing loudly, just when he was about to ask why there were still so many voices, what the witch doctor said yesterday suddenly sounded, and he asked again: "Is it very windy today?"

"Yeah." The little girl tied Zhuang Xiaoyu's long hair: "Last night, the wind was so strong that it broke two trees in the yard. The wind is still so strong today. It's so cold. Ma'am, you can stay indoors. What's the matter?" All you need to do is call out to your servant.”

Zhuang Xiaoyu stood up with her arms propped up, and walked out: "I'll go see if he's dead."