Zhong Cang replied, "Zitan is here. The master can rest assured that she will do her job well."
Lu Huan's face turned pale with pain, and there was only one thought in his mind: part of his mother's tablet was still burned, and it was useless to him. No matter what, Su Zhao must not be in any harm!
Several secret guards stepped lightly from the distant rooftop and landed lightly in front of Lu Huan, "My lord."
Lu Huan: "Speak."
"A young maid named Xiaoyun died in the servants' room. She was previously in charge of boiling medicine in Miss Su's room."
A string in my mind suddenly broke!
Who would suddenly kill a little maidservant who was serving her in her room?
Lu Huan sucked in a breath of cold air and pushed away Zhong Cang, who was wrapping the bandages around him. He staggered towards Su Qian's room in pain.
Before reaching the door of the room, I saw Zi Tan lying in a pool of blood outside.
His shoulder was covered in blood and flesh, and he died of bleeding from all seven orifices. Black blood was flowing from his eyes, mouth and nose. It was obvious that he was poisoned to death!
When Zitan died, he was still looking towards the ancestral hall with his eyes open.
Lu Huan stared blankly for a few seconds and sighed silently in his heart.
Zi Tan was still loyal to him, but it was a pity...
Zhong Cang and others who followed Lu Huan were filled with sorrow and pain when they saw Zi Tan's tragic death. Several grown men present even shed tears without caring about anything else.
Lu Huan didn't care about all that; he only cared about the person in the room.
I felt a chill on my back and my heart began to beat uncontrollably.
Despite this, the scene he feared still appeared before his eyes.
"Su Zhao!"
Lu Huan suddenly woke up and sat up, only then did he realize that he was dreaming.
A very real dream, so real that it happened in real life.
The tragic scene before her death is still vivid in my mind, and I can still seem to feel the temperature of her body.
But the person has already left him, and it is the ending he is most afraid of seeing in his life.
Lu Huan himself had never imagined that from the first time he saw her on the battlefield, from being able to kill her with an arrow without hesitation, to later caring for her, missing her, and finally being unable to forget her, it had only been a few short months.
Either death or rejection of his love, he couldn't accept either.
"Brother Ziyi, are you having a nightmare?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside him.
Xu Wanqing wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and the sweet smell lingered on his nose. Lu Huan pushed her away without mercy and said coldly, "Get lost."
Xu Wanqing didn't get angry either, and asked, "Who is Su Zhao?"
Lu Huan didn't give her any respect just because she was his teacher's daughter. He just looked at her coldly and asked, "Who she is has nothing to do with you."
She said, "When you were talking in your sleep... you kept calling her name."
"Who is Su Zhao?"
"I've never heard you mention it before."
Lu Huan had a terrible headache and didn't want to listen to her talk any more. "Someone come!"
Zhong Guang jumped down from the roof, "Master."
Lu Huan pressed his temple and said, "Pull her down."
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