Chapter 119 Which man can forget?

Wu Xun then thought of something that didn’t make sense.

"But, but... she even thought of using a sleight of hand to get out of this situation. Doesn't that mean she's already suspected you, Master, know everything?"

"She used to be very obedient." Fu Yi said this and unconsciously pursed his lips.

"When did your attitude change?...After returning from Kuizhou." Fu Yi said lightly.

"The Kuizhou incident has nothing to do with her." Wu Xun couldn't understand.

Fu Yi hasn't figured it out yet.

He said, "Let's all take a break."

Wu Xun glanced at Fu Yi's expression again, and seeing that he was indeed calm, he felt relieved: "Hey."

Fu Yi slept in the study.

Wu Xun stepped out and after a few steps, he met the imperial physician wearing an outer coat and with disheveled hair walking towards the pharmacy.

"Old Tong, where are you going?" asked Wu Xun.

"Change the recipe."

"What else do you want to change?"

"Believe it or not, the master will not be able to sleep all night."

"Impossible... The master has seen many storms and waves!"

The imperial physician looked down on him, "What do you know? You know, that little rabbit that never bites, that's so beautiful, so docile and well-behaved, suddenly one day, comes and gives you a big blow. And then disappears. That's it, there's no way, you have to remember it for the rest of your life."

"No man can forget it."

Wu Xun curled his lips: "The master is not an ordinary man."

"That girl is not an ordinary woman."

"..." Wu Xun had nothing to say and could only watch the imperial physician go to get new medicine.

*

Cheng Nianying was awakened by the smoke.

She opened her eyes and felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

There was no Madam Shi anymore, no Madam Zou anymore, and no one would bring her hot water, wipe her hands, and ask her if she wanted to have this for breakfast today.

No kittens either.

Cheng Nianying was stunned for a moment before sitting up. The first thing she did was check her bag. Good, it hadn't been touched.

When you go out, you should not show your wealth. This is why she would rather live in a quiet room.

It’s not that we can’t deal with the thieves, but although killing people is quick, burying the bodies is troublesome, and if we’re not careful, it may even attract the attention of the authorities.

"Sir, are you awake? Would you like some hot water?" The waiter knocked on the door.

They even delivered hot water to my door, which wasn't bad at all. Cheng Nianying pursed her lips and smiled, then stood up and opened the door: "Yes."

She was not wearing a hood, and the waiter took a quick look and was stunned.

Cheng Nianying didn't care about his reaction. She quickly washed up and went out to order a plate of meat.

With a pretty yet cold face, she sat there and finished the meat slowly.

"Give me a few more pancakes to take away." Cheng Nianying threw some copper coins on the table.

The shopkeeper's eyes flickered, and he was a little reluctant: "Leaving now?"

"Well, we're in a hurry."

The shopkeeper couldn't help but ask, "Why is it so urgent for a girl to travel alone?"

"Send escort."

When the shopkeeper heard these two words, he immediately retreated and dared not to have any evil thoughts.

This girl is actually a bodyguard!

That must be some skill.

Moreover, the escort had a lot of blood on his body.

You have to know that things that can be transported by paying escorts must be precious. Such valuable things are bound to be robbed.

When it comes to brandishing swords and guns, seeing blood is no big deal.

"Please walk slowly, sir." The shopkeeper laughed twice.

The servant boy sitting in the corner of the inn retracted his stretched neck and said, "Such a pretty girl is actually an escort. And she escorts alone."

Sitting opposite the page boy was a young man dressed in green clothes and a white hat, dressed like a typical scholar. His face was as white as powder, and he looked very elegant.

The man put down the teacup in his hand heavily and said: "Don't peek at others."

The servant boy smiled innocently: "I didn't peek, I was looking openly."

man:"……"

The servant hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, why don't we hire a bodyguard?"

The man thought for a moment and replied, "Okay, I'll take the silver and check it out later."

After dinner, the man waited in the inn, and the servant went to the city to find the escort as instructed.

Nowadays, most escorts are affiliated with gangs, so if you want to find them, you need connections. The servant went out for a while and came back with a bitter face, saying, "I didn't find them."

"I was even cheated out of my money." The servant said even more dejectedly.

The man's expression changed slightly: "Can we report it to the police?"

"I have reported it. But we can't wait to catch the thief."

The man had to hurry to take up his post.

He held his forehead helplessly and heard the servant mutter, "I should have stopped that girl earlier."

"Forget it, let's go down first."

*

Prince's Mansion.

The servants helped Fu Yi to stand up, and Wu Xun walked in and took a look. The faint blue-black color under the prince's eyes... could not be ignored.

The imperial physician was right.

Wu Xun hurried forward to support Fu Yi and asked, "Master, have you not slept all night?"

"Hmm." Fu Yi exuded a faint air of death, which was a sign of being in a very bad mood.

Wu Xun looked down and found that Fu Yi's hands were abnormally red, probably because he had rubbed them several times.

Yes, I touched Qin Yurong's face yesterday to see if there was a human skin mask on it, so I had to wipe it off.

Fu Yi continued, "I was wondering what lies Chu Zhen told yesterday." His tone was flat.

"What? She dares to lie?"

"Qin Yurong has told me everything. But she hasn't explained Xiao He's origins clearly enough."

Fu Yi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

The imperial physician immediately stepped forward to take his pulse, and at the same time the medicine boy brought in the freshly brewed medicine.

"Xiao He, Xiao He." Fu Yi repeated the name again.

He curled his lips and said, "It sounds like a very confusing name."

Wu Xun's face couldn't help but fall.

"Master, the Ministry of Revenue has found some information. Do you want someone to come and report to you?"

"Um."

*

At the same time, Cheng Nianying spread out the yellowed drawings.

It was bought from a merchant and was roughly marked with states and cities.

Chu Zhen had previously told her that she could go to Heqing to seek refuge with Chu Zhen's brother-in-law's family.

Otherwise, she could go to where her current residence is - the Jiang family.

Everyone in the Jiang family has died, leaving only a few loyal servants to guard the old house, so it's okay for her to live there.

But Cheng Nianying felt that neither was good.

Heqing is too close, and the Jiang family’s old house is registered and easily exposed.

She needs to walk away first.

She casually moved her fingertips towards the distance, and finally pointed to a city - Weiyang.

She folded up the drawings, turned and walked in another direction.

*

We walked like this for an unknown amount of time.

Night and day alternate.

"Sir! Sir, wake up!" The servant shook the man awake.

The man sat up suddenly and soon smelled something wrong: "Someone... set a fire?"

The man's expression changed slightly: "This is an official post station, who is so bold?"

"I don't know! I don't see anyone else... Let's run quickly."

The servant wet the towel and handed it to the man. The master and servant covered their mouths and noses, staggered and climbed out of the second-floor window in panic. One of them lost his balance and fell.

This fall was heartbreaking for the man.

But he still gritted his teeth and moved towards the gate step by step.

"The door... the door is locked!" The servant boy's eyes were blazing with fire.

The man was silent for a moment. "Go ahead, climb over the wall. Take my warrant and go see my grandfather."

The servant boy shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, absolutely not... Sir is the only heir of this generation of the Yin family, how can he die here?" He asked the man to step on his shoulders and go out without saying anything.

The master and servant climbed over the wall with great difficulty, but fell again on the way.

They supported each other and didn't run far.

Only the sound of breaking air was heard.

A flaming arrow flew towards the servant boy.

He fell forward, screaming in pain, then rolled on the ground to put out the fire. At the same time, he didn't dare to stop, so he got up and helped the man to continue running.

I ran and ran, the night wind made my face hurt, but I didn't know where to go...

Just like that, I tasted blood in my throat.

"Help! Help!" the servant boy screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Someone come!"

“Murder!”

Just then, he caught a glimpse of a fire.

It's over.

The servant boy felt bad and was about to help the man turn around and run away.

The man said, "Smell it."

"Meat, the smell of meat? That's a traveler passing by!"

The two of them came running, and the servant boy couldn't hold on any longer and fell down, reaching out to grab the other person with tears in his eyes: "Save, save my master, please, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it won't work..."

Cheng Nianying, who was sitting in front of the campfire roasting musk deer meat:?

The servant boy suddenly came face to face with an extremely beautiful and somewhat familiar face. He was so frightened that he suddenly retracted his hand and dared not offend.

But he kept saying, "I'm going to die, I can't do it anymore..."

Cheng Nianying stood up, walked around behind him, and tore his clothes.

Book boy:!

man:!

Cheng Nianying touched it and asked doubtfully, "The wound wasn't deep, why are you crying?"

The boy's crying stopped abruptly.

The man also exhaled.

But before he could finish his breath, his voice suddenly rose again: "It seems like someone is chasing us."