C11

Mu Nuanzhou waited until all the girls had successfully escaped from the window before she started to climb.

"Elder sister, be careful. Slow down, give me your hand." The girls who had escaped all reached out their hands to save her, but just as they were about to escape, the door suddenly opened. The servant woman who came to inspect the room after eating her fill was stunned as she screamed, "Someone, someone is here! They're trying to escape! Hurry and capture them!"

"Elder sister, I'm sorry. We don't want to be captured again."

But she didn't blame her girls for abandoning her; she knew they hadn't done it on purpose. He hoped that the farther they went, the better. He hoped that the farther they went, the better, he hoped that they could go, and he hoped that the farther they travelled, the better.

Mu Nuanzhou was concerned about the girls who were running away, and got kicked in the stomach by the servant woman ruthlessly. She curled up on the ground while clutching her stomach in pain, and her face was even paler than a dead person's, beads of perspiration rolling down her forehead. She was like a stranded fish, powerlessly breathing in the last bit of oxygen.

Mu Nuanzhou did not know what happened, but her eyelids became heavier and heavier, so heavy that she could no longer open her eyes. Just as she was about to die, she suddenly felt her body become lighter, and her body became light as a feather.

Had she been beaten to death when the Big Brother Ye Ming came to fetch her?

"Big Brother Ye Ming, you came to warm us up, right? Warmth just now was very brave, and it definitely did not disappoint you. In the future, don't throw away Warmth again, okay? We'll never part again, okay? " Mu Nuanzhou said in a daze, her voice carried a thick sobbing sound, she was extremely aggrieved.

She closed her eyes and recklessly rested her head against his warm and firm chest. Her hands greedily embraced his neck without letting go, allowing tears to wash away the grievances and longing that had accumulated in her heart over the past few days.

It was great that she died like this. Big Brother Ye Ming had picked her up on the Road to River Styx so quickly, she could finally act like how she was in the past, coquettish in his arms.

However, the expression of Xiao Zhan, who was carrying her, was even colder than the ice and snow that would never melt even after a thousand years.

Xiao Zhan held her hands tightly and even more tightly, his knuckles gradually turning white. His eyes were terrifyingly deep, like deep ocean water that couldn't be seen, and could cause a tsunami at any time.

"Young Marshal, how should we deal with these people?" Adjutant He saw Xiao Zhan with a cold face coming out, and then saw the woman in his arms, her curiosity that had never sprouted, quietly sprout. When she spoke, she could not help but quietly size up the person in her embrace.

She was pale and weak like a paper figurine, her facial features obscured by her messy hair, revealing only the outline of her face. Her forehead was full, and her nose was delicate.

Xiao Zhan glanced at the people who had kneeled in fear in the room a long time ago. The one in front was the Patriarch of a family, the Captain of the Patrol of the House.

"Young Marshal Xiao, we don't know that you're the one being nice, but when we bought her back, she didn't say anything. Otherwise, even if our whole family was given ten guts, we wouldn't dare to buy his back! Young Marshal, have mercy, have mercy! " Captain Zhang had long since lost the vigor to be the head of the patrol room. He knelt on the ground and begged pitifully, like a dog wagging its tail.

Xiao Zhan was angry from the bottom of his heart, and was so angry that Mu Nuanzhou treated him as Feng Yeming.

"I'll flatten this entire area. Whoever dares to resist will be killed without mercy." With that said, Xiao Zhan carried Mu Nuanzhou and got into the car that they had been waiting for.

After hearing this, Captain Zhang, who was kneeling down, collapsed onto the ground.

Adjutant He looked at the family members who were hugging their heads and crying in sympathy. Waving his hand, the soldiers followed Xiao Zhan's orders and started moving.

He looked at the car as it drove away, and he became more curious about the woman he had just rescued. He also had a new definition of her, perhaps not so much a beauty as a disaster.

The carriage drove through the mountain ranges, and under the glimmer of the light, Xiao Zhan bandaged the extra wounds on Mu Nuanzhou's body. After fighting in the army for so many years, his bandaging skills were no worse than a professional doctor.

"It hurts!" Mu Nuanzhou muttered while she was in a semi-conscious state.

The strength of Xiao Zhan's hands softened again.

"Why do you feel pain when you are dead? "Big Brother Ye Ming …" She leaned on Xiao Zhan's shoulder, and once again muttered in a daze.

It's Feng Yeming again!

The fire in Xiao Zhan's heart that he had suppressed with much difficulty suddenly flared up, and began to burn him up like a prairie fire. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, and finally, unbearably, fiercely poked her forehead that was wrapped in bandages. Mu Nuanzhou, wake up! Look clearly at who your father is! " He suppressed his anger and spoke in a low, terrible voice, his eyes already half-closed with danger.

She covered her forehead, and her large azure eyes looked at the man in front of her in a daze. She could not see his outline, but she thought that it was her Big Brother Ye Ming.

Breaking free from the man's grasp, she forced her body into his embrace and placed her face against his neck. Her warm and soft hands embraced his powerful waist and she said in a spoiled manner, "I'm in so much pain, my whole body is in so much pain. Can you hug me and not be so fierce towards me? I'm already dead, why are you still mad at me! "