Zhao Min's slender fingertips touched her chin, and a force came from her, causing Hua Cai to involuntarily look up.
"How did such a beautiful woman end up like this? Doesn't she worry about making the young prince feel sorry for her?"
Zhao Min glanced at Zhao Qiang intentionally or unintentionally, her voice sweet and melodious.
Not only Hebi Weng, but Lu Zhangke's perspective also changed.
Hua Cai shuddered and was about to back away when Zhao Min released her grip first.
"Alright, I just wanted to see who this person is who can brew such fragrant and delicious wine, but it turns out it's someone I know. I have other things to do, so I'm leaving." Without waiting for a reply, he turned and left the backyard.
"Ding—Zhao Qiang's favorability has decreased by ten points, currently at 57." A very stiff and rigid voice sounded. It was the system's voice, but it lacked that lively feeling and was a true mechanical voice.
Hua Cai: ...What did I do? I didn't do anything, did I? My affection level dropped like this?
Whether or not it's reasonable.
"Minmin, let me explain." Zhao Qiang only glanced at Hua Cai before chasing after her without hesitation.
Hua Cai was extremely frustrated. Before she could even utter a few words of complaint, she felt a tightness around her neck. A hand swiftly gripped her neck, its long, sharp nails digging into her flesh, causing a burning pain.
The increasing pressure on her neck made it hard for her to breathe. In a daze, she heard the sound of her throat bones dislocating. Her mind went blank, and her tongue involuntarily protruded.
She heard someone speaking in her ear, and as she gradually lost consciousness, Hua Cai felt the pressure on her neck loosen, and fresh air rushed into her lungs.
Hua Cai breathed in greedily, her throat aching from the pulling sensation.
"Host, host." Baozi's anxious voice chattered in her ear, a bit noisy, but to Hua Cai at this moment, it sounded exceptionally pleasant.
As the world before her gradually came into focus, Hua Cai looked up and saw the door directly in front of her. He Bi Weng, who should have been standing by the door with his hands at his sides, was holding a very familiar jar. He didn't even glance at her before leaving.
"Lord Crane," Hua Cai hurriedly said, her throat sore and her voice terribly hoarse.
Hebi Weng stopped, turned around and looked at her coldly, his hand holding the wine jar still stained with streaks of blood.
Seemingly not expecting Hua Cai to dare to speak at this moment, He Bi Weng touched the crane-beak double pens at his waist with his free hand, and looked at him as if he were looking at a corpse.
Hua Cai struggled to turn over and pulled a green fruit from a pocket on one side: "That wine needs two drops of juice to be perfect."
Hebi Weng paused in his hand movements, his gaze falling on the green fruit.
Hua Cai's hand, holding the fruit, slowly lifted He Biweng's gaze.
“Lord He.” Hua Cai spoke up abruptly.
Hebi Weng's gaze shifted instantly, meeting her eyes.
A dazzling red light flashed by, and Hebi Weng felt a slight dizziness before the world returned to normal.
Shaking his head, he looked over again and saw the ant that had been about to die from his claw attack was spitting out mouthfuls of blood, holding a green fruit in its hand.
Everything is normal.
Hebi Weng snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed the fruit, his strength not diminishing at all, slapping Hua Cai's arm so hard it fell to the ground.
Having already obtained the item, Hebi Weng clearly had no desire to stay any longer, and disappeared instantly while holding the wine jar.
Hua Cai curled her lips, glanced at her bruised arm, and calmly wiped away the remaining white powder from her fingertips.
"What did you do to him?" A harsh voice rang out, and Hua Cai turned her head with difficulty to look at Ying Gao, who was still standing upright by the door.
It was just a simple movement, but it tore her apart and caused her to vomit several mouthfuls of blood.
“What can I do to him in this state?” Hua Cai struggled to her feet, leaning against the wall behind her to change the subject: “How about we make a deal?”
Still indifferent, he was probably looking down at Hua Cai, who was covered in blood, with no discernible expression.
Hua Cai gave a bitter smile. In her current state, she felt like a fraud when it came to discussing cooperation.
"Take me away from here. I can tell you about the person you're trying to find out here." Hua Cai took a deep breath with difficulty, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again.
Finally, Hua Cai saw the second expression on his face since they met, besides his coldness.
Surprise, and shock.
"What, you don't believe me? Cheng Kun suddenly appeared here and then disappeared. You must really want to know where he went." Hua Cai was also anxious. In her current state, if she didn't go out and get some treatment quickly, she would develop some kind of chronic illness.
She wasn't afraid of shortening her lifespan, but what if she became mute or died from blood loss? What would happen to her mission then?
"Where to?" Finally, she must have spoken.
“Light, brightness, top.” Hua Cai pronounced the three words clearly, one word at a time.
His pupils should have contracted, and he should have looked at Hua Cai with a deep gaze.
“Of course not to the Ming Cult headquarters, just somewhere nearby will do,” Hua Cai added, afraid that this person would suddenly become easy to talk to again and take her all the way to the Ming Cult headquarters, turning her into the second girl with iron chains.
He stared at her for a moment, but didn't ask any more questions. He strode forward, reached out and grabbed Hua Cai's clothes, and was about to climb over the wall.
“Wait, wait, wait—” Hua Cai quickly stopped the man: “The pillow I rode when I came is still in the stable, take it with you.”
They should frown, extremely dissatisfied with Hua Cai's dawdling behavior while fleeing for his life.
Hua Cai had no choice but to back down, since they were trying to escape and such a grand display was inappropriate.
“Take me for a walk around the stables and cut the reins that are tied to the pillow. I have a plan.” Hua Cai tried to persuade her: “After all, you can’t just carry me all the way to Bright Summit like this. We need at least a means of transportation.”
She really liked that horse, and it was useful to the plan. It would be a shame to leave it here; with its temperament, it might end up in the pot at any time.
He should have given her a fleeting glance, his eyes clearly conveying two words—trouble.
Hua Cai's current status at Green Willow Manor is essentially that of a dead person, but she should still be a guard of the manor, and her movements within the manor are not currently restricted.
The stables are located on the edge of the resort, and usually only a few servants come out to feed the animals and clean up the manure. After all, the place smells a bit strong, and it's not very pleasant to have such a beautiful resort filled with the fragrance of horse manure.
This made their actions much easier.
They should have carried Hua Cai along the side of the road, avoiding everyone's gaze, until they reached the horse farm. Hua Cai opened her little mouth, and an invisible sound wave spread out.
At the same time, under Hua Cai's command, they should have seized the moment when the stable boy turned around and swiftly cut off the two reins with their swords.
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