Poisonous Pet World: The War King's Heart-stealing Medical Concubine

Murong Zixi raised a playful smile and took out the banknote easily.

Xiao Bai whispered, "Master, if he wakes up tomorrow morning and finds that his banknotes are missing, he will be as anxious as an ant on a hot pot!"

"Haha, he will be furious. I really want to see his expression with my own eyes." Murong Zixi said to herself, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes.

Xiaobai jumped onto the table happily, wagging his little tail.

At this moment, Murong Zixi suddenly noticed some unusual details - the gauze wrapped around Murong Yunhai's legs.

She squatted down involuntarily and untied the gauze in a few seconds.

However, the scene before her stunned her. She saw that there was a deep hole on Murong Yunhai's leg. The wound was red and swollen, and there were many medicines scattered around it.

Murong Zixi smelled these medicines carefully and found that they were just ordinary medicines for treating external injuries.

She couldn't help but curl her lips, thinking that these medicines were far inferior to the external injury medicines she had carefully prepared.

"Who treated Murong Yunhai's leg injury? Could it be the man in black robe just now?" Murong Zixi murmured to herself.

She began to examine Murong Yunhai's wound carefully, and was surprised to find that the bullet inside had actually been taken out, but the technique was unprofessional, equivalent to digging it out.

It seems that medical care was still backward in ancient times. For her, it was just a minor operation and the wound would heal in no time. But looking at the wound on Murong Yunhai's leg, it would not heal so quickly.

Murong Zixi sneered, her voice was crisp but carried an unquestionable chill, and then she stood up neatly, like a cheetah ready to hunt.

Murong Yunhai, you are the original owner who was beaten to death with a whip in your right hand. Today I will cripple your right hand as interest." She whispered, her voice cold, like a devil in hell.

She suddenly grabbed Murong Yunhai's right hand, and when she turned his wrist, she heard a crisp "crack" sound, which was the sorrowful cry of broken bones. This crisp sound echoed in the silent room, like the bell of death.

Even though Murong Yunhai had been drugged and fallen into a coma, the sudden severe pain still made him groan, his face twisted in agony, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead, showing that he was in great pain.

Murong Zixi raised her lips with an evil smile, "How can you be a general if your hand is crippled?"

"Master~ why don't we take the opportunity to kill him, which will also be considered as revenge for the original owner!" Xiaobai on the side suggested.

Murong Zixi shook her head slightly, her eyes deep, and she said slowly: "No, that would be too easy for him."

After saying that, she turned around and began to frantically search the house for valuables.

Murong Yunhai was thrown to the ground by her. Her movements were swift, decisive and merciless.

She curled the corners of her mouth and put all the tables, chairs, benches, wardrobes, etc. into the space.

The room soon became empty, with nothing in it except a bed. Afterwards, she shuttled through the courtyards of the general's mansion. Everyone in the general's mansion was drugged by Murong Zixi and fell into a deep sleep.

Murong Zixi began a frantic sweep, from the old lady's courtyard, to Aunt Hong's courtyard, and then to Murong Jiaoning's pretty boudoir, leaving nothing out.

Every time she stepped into a place, she would search it like a whirlwind. Even Xiaobai couldn't help but mutter: "Master, why do you put everything in? The closet and clothes are all put in. You don't mind that they have used the tables, stools, and dressing tables. It's disgusting."

Murong Zixi just smiled mysteriously and didn't say much, until she arrived in front of Xifeng Courtyard, her steps stopped involuntarily.

"Master, why don't you go in? We have already walked around the general's mansion, and this is the only place left." Xiaobai asked in confusion.

Murong Zixi glanced around, and a feeling welled up in her heart: "Let this place remain peaceful."

The fragile figures of Third Aunt and Murong Rouer, mother and daughter, emerged in my mind.

They existed in the general's mansion like invisible people, living in harmony with the world and never harming the original owner.

Finally, Murong Zixi held Xiaobai in her arms and swaggered out of the general's residence.

When she reached the street, Murong Zixi stopped, looked around, and then poured out all the items that she had looted from various courtyards.

Miscellaneous items were scattered all over the floor.

A hint of cunning flashed in Murong Zixi's eyes. She took out a small and exquisite lighter, pressed it lightly, and a small flame came out.

She squatted down and carefully lit several flammable clothes, and the fire gradually spread.

It started as a small flame, but over time it grew into a raging fire.

The flames licked the surrounding objects, devouring them one by one.

The flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the street where the general's mansion was located.

Murong Zixi smiled and said, "I wonder what the people in the general's mansion will look like when they wake up tomorrow and find that everything is gone. Hmm? I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Master, they will go crazy! You are so bad, but Xiaobai likes it."

Murong Zixi yawned and said, "Let's go back and rest."

Murong Zixi carried Xiaobai and left.

Not long after she left, the night watchman discovered the fire and shouted loudly. Soon, people from the mansions next to the general's mansion came out to check.

There was a raging fire on the street, and many servants from the mansions began to put out the fire. After the fire was out, fragments of clothes and tables and chairs could be vaguely seen.

"Who would throw unwanted things on the street and burn them?" someone muttered.

"That's right, disturbing my sweet dreams!"

There was such a noise outside just now, but no one from the general's mansion came out, so some people were still confused.

However, since it was not their own thing, they all yawned and dispersed.

The next day, the morning sun was beginning to appear in the sky, and the sunlight should have gently spread over the capital, marking the beginning of a busy day.

However, inside the general's mansion, the scene was quite different.

The tranquility of the early morning was torn apart by a series of sudden screams, just like a calm lake suddenly hit by a violent storm, with waves rising in all directions.

On the street, pedestrians stopped, looked puzzled, and whispered to each other.

"What on earth happened in this general's mansion?"

"Yeah, why are you screaming?"

Some curious people even mentioned the sudden fire last night. Although the flames have been extinguished, the remaining ashes and burnt smell still permeate the air, arousing people's imagination.

"Look at that pile of ashes. Could it be that something really happened in the General's Mansion?"