It seems that bringing down Lu Wei will not be an easy task, so we'll have to do it one step at a time.
She wanted to see how Lu Wei would explain himself after taking back the fiefdom.
Afterwards, Mu Chenshuang gave Chunxiao some silver.
"Go to Youzhou to hide for a while. I will find a way to give your parents and younger brother a reasonable reason to leave the capital and meet up with you."
Upon hearing this, Chunxiao knelt on the ground in excitement and kowtowed, saying, "This servant thanks the Princess for her great kindness and virtue."
"From now on, just live a peaceful life as an ordinary person and stop doing things that harm others for your own benefit."
"This servant understands."
"Get up!"
Chunxiao stood up and looked at Mu Chenshuang with guilty eyes, saying, "Princess, I have something else to say. Although you are a princess and Madam Lu is just a concubine, Madam Lu has controlled the Marquis's mansion for many years. Everyone in the mansion obeys her. After you returned from the Eastern Palace, I often heard the servants talking about you in private, saying bad things about you. They said that Madam Lu would deal with you and drive you out of the mansion sooner or later. The mansion will eventually belong to the eldest young master. Madam Lu has several wives backing her up. You should be more careful in the future."
Lu Wei has one son and two daughters.
The eldest son, Mu Shirong, is currently training on the frontier with Lord Mu, while the second daughter, Mu Chunxi, is studying in the Western Moon Kingdom. As for what she is studying, she has no memory of it, but she does remember that Mu Chunxi is more intelligent and quick-witted than Mu Yazhi.
Therefore, Lu Wei also attached great importance to the upbringing of her child. It is not surprising that such a shrewd woman could win over Lord Mu's heart.
"I know it's getting late, you should leave now!"
"yes."
Chunxiao responded, but her expression became somewhat hesitant.
"Is there anything else?"
Chunxiao quickly waved her hand, "No." As she spoke, she turned to look at the direction behind her and said, "When I escaped here last night, I found a man covered in blood lying behind the Buddha statue. He should still be alive. I saw that his sword looked quite powerful."
Mu Chenshuang walked behind the Buddha statue and immediately saw the man lying in the weeds, his clothes tattered and his body covered in wounds. She noticed the sword he was holding.
Mu Chenshuang stepped forward, slowly squatted down, and carefully looked at the sword he was holding. The hilt was wrapped with bandages, the blade was blood red, and the black edge of the blade was dazzlingly sharp. Just looking at this sword, one could feel the bloodthirsty oppressive feeling emanating from the blade.
If her judgment is correct, this sword is one of the top ten swords, ranked fourth among the most dangerous swords, the Black Blade.
Even though the man in front of me was unconscious and disheveled, I could still feel the murderous aura emanating from him.
The person who can wield the deadly sword must be a top-notch expert.
Judging from the wounds on his body, they were not inflicted by a weapon; he was likely being hunted down by enemies.
My gaze swept across the man's face; even though it was dirty and messy, I could still see the deep, sculpted features of his face.
Immediately, Mu Chenshuang reached out and took his pulse. As she did so, her brows furrowed slightly.
He was heavily poisoned, his meridians were severely damaged, his internal energy was constantly dissipating, and he had multiple fatal wounds.
Fortunately, he was highly skilled, otherwise he would probably be dead already. But if he hadn't been saved, he wouldn't have been far from death either.
"Miss, should we save him?"
Linglong squatted down beside her and asked cautiously.
Mu Chenshuang hesitated.
After a while.
"Let's try to revive him first."
Mu Chenshuang turned to Chunxiao and said, "It's getting late, Chunxiao, you should leave now!"
Chunxiao nodded.
"Princess, please take care."
Chunxiao then left.
Linglong started a fire nearby, while Mu Chenshuang tore open the man's clothes, revealing shocking scars. Old wounds had not yet healed, and new ones had appeared. The crisscrossing scars were terrifying and hideous, like black centipedes crawling all over his body.
Linglong turned around and was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she felt nauseous and dry heaved.
"Linglong, go back to the carriage and bring over some useful things."
"good."
After Linglong left.
Mu Chenshuang silently called out, "Sui Sui."
Sui Sui quickly appeared and saw the man lying in front of his master. "Who is he? How did he get injured like this?"
Mu Chenshuang did not answer, but asked, "Sui Sui, can you get some wound medicine, hemostatic and disinfectant medicine, and needles and thread now?"
“You can take any ordinary medicine bottle, but Sui Sui needs to gather spiritual energy to detoxify her master right now. Last night, her master was poisoned and Sui Sui was terrified. Fortunately, someone appeared in time to save her master.”
"Give it to me first, saving lives is the priority now."
Although taking these medicines wouldn't consume much spiritual energy, and would only require a night's rest, Sui Sui now only wanted to accumulate more spiritual energy to heal her master.
Since its owner has said so, there's nothing it can do.
Mu Chenshuang took out a bottle of disinfectant and hemostatic medicine from her sleeve.
When Linglong returned, she was quite surprised to see her mistress skillfully stitching up the man's wound. Where did her mistress get these things?
Linglong walked over carrying a teapot in one hand and a thick shawl in the other. There wasn't much stuff inside the carriage.
She watched quietly from the side. The man regained consciousness due to the pain, his brows furrowed, and he let out a painful cry.
She felt a chill run down her spine just looking at her, but when she looked at her mistress, her expression remained calm and composed. She had followed her mistress for so many years and never knew that her mistress possessed such remarkable medical skills.
It seems like the young lady has been transformed over this period of time.
Just as Linglong was wondering.
"Linglong, heat the water."
"yes."
Linglong placed the teapot on the fire.
Mu Chenshuang treated his wound simply, then had Linglong wrap it with bandages, and finally draped a shawl over him.
Perhaps the man felt the warmth, his physical pain lessened, and his trembling eyelids regained some clarity.
Mu Chenshuang asked Linglong to pour him a cup of hot water and feed it to him.
"Cough cough!"
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