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The steward's eyes flickered and he nodded hurriedly, "I'll go tell the young master right away."

Jimo took a deep breath, lay back, and fell heavily onto the bed, unconscious.

Han An sighed and said, "For now, we can only save his life."

Yun Wanwan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Jimo Yanzhou was obviously with us, and he had already returned a long time ago. Why didn't the people in this mansion inform Jimo of his return? Didn't he enter the city?"

Han An glanced at Yun Wanwan with a hint of warning in his eyes: "Junior Sister, this is someone's family affair. We should just focus on the treatment and not interfere in other matters, lest we get ourselves into trouble."

Yun Wanwan's eyes were filled with a clear light that showed she was ignorant of worldly affairs. "I just feel it's strange. I feel that the people in this mansion are weird."

Han An seemed to have thought things through and said, "Let's find an excuse and leave here."

Yun Wanwan asked in confusion: "Didn't you send a message to Master? Why did you leave here again? Is he not going to be cured?"

"After all, the struggle for power among the children of the noble families is their family affair. It is better for us not to get involved. The Jimo family has already sent people to Youzhou to find the ice lotus, which can also suppress the evil poison in the body of the head of the Jimo family." Han An began to pack up his things, "Let's leave some pills and prescriptions and leave the house tomorrow."

"Okay." Yun Wanwan curled her lips, but did not refute Han An's words. She thought about leaving here and going to find Lin Bufan. She didn't know if Lin Bufan had reached his destination. The days of mining must be very hard. She wanted to go with him, but she was afraid that the senior brother would not agree. Yun Wanwan thought about it and left a note for the senior brother, and then secretly went to find Lin Bufan.

In the Qiuyiyuan of Jimo Zhiqiu, the third daughter of the Jimo family, a black shadow flew in from outside the courtyard and fell into the flower bed inside the wall. There was a bang, and then there was no sound.

Jimo Zhiqiu was walking in the courtyard. She cried out in surprise, walked over carefully, and gently kicked the ball on the ground. The ball looked like a person. She asked in confusion, "Who are you? Are you still alive? Hey, hey, hey, are you dead?"

Seeing that the person on the ground was motionless, Jimo Zhiqiu squatted down and reached out to feel the person's breath. If he was dead, it would be very unlucky to die in her yard.

Suddenly the figure rushed towards her, threw her to the ground and covered her mouth.

The man's gloomy voice sounded: "Don't scream, or I will kill you."

There was a faint cold light in Jimo Zhiqiu's eyes, which quickly disappeared. The light in his eyes became panic-stricken, as if he was frightened, and he nodded tremblingly.

The man was covered in blood and looked like he was being chased by someone. Jimo Zhiqiu's eyes revealed a look of panic and he nodded repeatedly.

"You'd better listen." The man said, loosening his hand, lifting Jimo Zhiqiu up, and holding the knife to her neck, "Go in first."

Jimo Zhiqiu spoke cautiously: "Let me go, I won't scream. You seem to be injured. I'll go find you some medicine."

"No need. I'll only stay here for one night and leave at dawn. It won't have any impact on you." The man said in a deep voice.

"Let me go, I won't scream, don't worry." Jimo Zhiqiu said. But she regretted her rash approach to check. If she had known this, she should have asked the servants to come over and take a look.

The man's voice was gloomy. "I don't believe you."

"I'm telling the truth. If you let me go, I won't call anyone." Jimo Zhiqiu's voice was filled with tears. "I swear."

The man was covered in wounds and his clothes were torn. The wounds were still bleeding. If he tried to hold on, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long. He was holding a soft woman hostage. She looked quite timid. No matter how much he distrusted her, he had no choice but to say solemnly, "Go get some medicine. I need to rest and heal my wounds. Don't let anyone in."

"I know, I know, I will never let anyone else know." Jimo Zhiqiu said, and then continued: "My lord, if you don't treat your injuries, it will be troublesome. Otherwise, let me help you."

"Okay." The man looked at her and nodded. Of course, even if she didn't say anything, he would threaten her to obey.

Jimo Zhiqiu cleaned the man's wound, bandaged it with medicine, and found a set of servant's clothes and handed it to the man. The man looked at the tattered clothes on the ground, and then glanced at the servant's clothes in Jimo Zhiqiu's hand. He gritted his teeth and said nothing. He took the servant's clothes and put them on, saying: "I need to heal my wounds now. Please help me watch over it and don't let anyone in. If anything goes wrong in the middle of the process, I will definitely kill you."

"Don't worry, I will never let anyone in, and I will never tell anyone." Jimo Zhiqiu said.

The man ignored her and continued meditating.

When Jimo Yanzhou saw him meditating to heal his wounds, she quickly closed the door of the room, then sat aside, staring at the man vigilantly.

In Qingfeng Courtyard, Jimo Yanzhou sat in the formation, with a faint light lingering around him. His initial state of Qin Xin Realm was finally stabilized, and he immediately felt more confident.

Jimo Yanzhou entered the room and saw the girl sitting under the candlelight. He walked over and said cheerfully, "Yun'er, my Qinxin realm is already completely stable at the initial stage. I heard that Jimo Chengye is only in the middle stage of Fengchu realm. If I work harder to improve my cultivation, I will definitely surpass him."

The candlelight reflected the girl's face, gentle and soft. He leaned over in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

"House rules." Zhou Yun flipped the pages of the book casually.

"What family rules?" Where did these family rules come from? Jimo Yanzhou sat down next to her, staring at the words on the page.

"Ask Zhang Lin for the Jimo family rules." Zhou Yun said.

"Are you reading my family's house rules?" Jimo Yanzhou was stunned. "Yun'er, you... uh... why would Zhang Lin give you a copy of the house rules? You are not from the Jimo family." After saying this, Jimo Yanzhou thought about it and said, "You are my sister, so you are considered a member of the Jimo family."

"Well, the descendants of the Jimo family are not allowed to enter the forbidden area behind the bamboo forest, otherwise they will be severely punished according to the family rules." Zhou Yun smiled slightly as his fingertips stroked across the line of inky characters.

"Forbidden area?" Jimo Yanzhou seemed to be thinking, "The forbidden area behind the bamboo forest, is it the bamboo forest in Qingfeng Courtyard?"

Zhou Yun closed the book and stood up. "Go and take a look and you'll know."

Jimo Yanzhou glanced outside the house. The night was extremely quiet. He said, "Let's go and see tomorrow. It's too late today."

Zhou Yun: "We have to go and see it at night. No one will stop us at night. We are just walking around, not deliberately entering the forbidden area."