"Let me change my clothes." Jiang Xue said, then she closed the door and quickly found a dress to change into.

The door was opened again, and Jiang Xue said while fixing her hair, "Let's go."

"Okay." Wen Yu suddenly said apologetically, "Sorry, Miss Jiang." Then he grabbed Jiang Xue's arm and flew to the beam.

Jiang Xue felt her head buzzing, and before she could react, she had already arrived at Pei Zhijin's door.

"Ms. Jiang, we're here."

Jiang Xue finally reacted and looked at Wen Yu and said, "It's good to know Qinggong." Then she opened the door and walked in.

As soon as she entered the room, Jiang Xue smelled a strong smell of blood. Pei Zhijin was sitting beside the bed, his face pale, his brows furrowed, and his hands tightly grasping the edge of the bed.

Jiang Xue walked over quickly, supported Pei Zhijin who was about to fall, and said with a worried look: "How did you get so badly injured?"

Pei Zhijin tried hard to look up at Jiang Xue, but then he fainted due to exhaustion.

"Hey!" Jiang Xue patted Pei Zhijin's pale face.

Pei Zhijin did not respond, so Jiang Xue immediately put Pei Zhijin down and took out the medicine from her arms and gave it to Pei Zhijin to drink.

For a whole hour, Jiang Xue was treating Pei Zhijin's wounds, while Wen Yu and Wen Chuan were standing outside with frowns on their faces.

With a creak, the door was pushed open and Jiang Xue walked out. Wen Yu and Wen Chuan immediately stepped forward and asked, "How is my master?"

"The wounds have been treated. Just rest well." Jiang Xue said tiredly.

Wenchuan and Wenyu quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Xue touched her right wrist, her lips turning pale, and said, "Your master has woken up. Tell him not to use his inner strength, or even the Great Luo Immortal can't save him."

"it is good."

After Jiang Xue finished speaking, she left the post station with a staggering step.

The next day.

The sunlight slipped in through the gap in the window and shone on Pei Zhijin's handsome face, whose expression seemed to have relaxed a little.

Pei Zhijin frowned slightly, then slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to block the sunlight, and then sat up from the bed.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Han Qingqing came in with medicine. Seeing Pei Zhijin wake up, she hurried over and asked worriedly, "Sir, how do you feel now?"

Pei Zhijin looked around and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where's Jiang Xue?"

"What Jiang Xue?" Han Qingqing put the medicine aside in confusion and said, "I took care of you all night and didn't see Jiang Xue."

Pei Zhijin frowned, "Did I see things last night?" Then he asked, "Who saved me?"

"I heard from Wen Yu that a very good doctor saved you. I haven't seen him."

"Where is Wen Yu now?"

"He and Wenchuan went to the mountains."

Pei Zhijin didn't say anything. Han Qingqing's expression changed and she picked up the medicine beside her and said, "Drink the medicine first. You shouldn't move now. You need to rest."

Pei Zhijin took the medicine bowl and said softly, "Thank you." Then he drank the medicine in one gulp.

Han Qingqing took the bowl and stood up and said, "Let me take care of you for the next few days."

"No, I can do it myself."

Han Qingqing said without letting anyone refuse: "You are already injured, and it is difficult for you to get out of bed, so you should stop trying to be brave.

"Thank you, I have Wenchuan and Wenyu."

"Master Pei, please let me do my best. Since Shen Lang left, you have been taking care of me, hiding my identity, and taking care of everything for me. I have been looking for a chance to thank you. Please don't reject me, okay?"

"I......"

"It's settled. Don't worry, I won't overstep the line." Han Qingqing said with a smile on her face.

Pei Zhijin finally had no choice but to nod and agree.

After Han Qingqing left, Pei Zhijin fell into deep thought and went to the mountain to investigate by himself. Only Wen Yu and Wen Chuan knew about it. They had been with him since childhood and would not betray him. So who knew his plan and betrayed him?

Could it be that King Cheng’s spies are everywhere?

Jiang Mansion.

When Lin Yiyi opened Jiang Xue's door, she saw Jiang Xue still sleeping on the bed, so she walked over and gently patted Jiang Xue's face, saying softly, "Wake up."

Jiang Xue half-opened her eyes tiredly and said weakly, "Yiyi, I want to sleep for a while longer."

Seeing that Jiang Xue's lips were a little pale, Lin Yiyi touched her forehead worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Do you have a fever?"

"No." In order not to make Lin Yiyi worry, Jiang Xue forced herself to sit up from the bed, "Did you bring breakfast?"

Lin Yiyi smiled and said, "You have a very sensitive nose. Grandma made some sweet-scented osmanthus and millet soup. I think it tastes good, so I brought some over for you."

"Then I'll go try it." Jiang Xue lifted the quilt, put on her shoes and walked towards the table.

He couldn't wait to take a sip, and then nodded and said, "Well, not bad, very delicious."

Lin Yiyi saw Jiang Xue drinking very quickly, so she walked over and said with a smile: "Drink slowly, I won't snatch it from you."

Jiang Xue raised the bowl and prepared to drink it all in one breath. Lin Yiyi noticed the white cloth wrapped around Jiang Xue's wrist and reached out to grab Jiang Xue's wrist. "What's wrong with your wrist?"

Jiang Xue hissed in pain and Lin Yiyi let go immediately.

"You are hurt?"

Jiang Xue put the bowl down and said with a smile: "Pei Zhijin was injured last night, lost too much blood and was poisoned. I didn't bring enough medicine with me, so I used some of my own blood."

"You..." Lin Yiyi didn't know what to say. She just felt that Jiang Xue cared too much about Pei Zhijin.

Jiang Xue knew what Lin Yiyi was thinking, and quickly explained: "I did this not because I like him, but because he can't die yet."

Lin Yiyi nodded helplessly, "Alas, don't do this again in the future. I know your blood is a precious medicinal material, but you can't use it like this."

"Got it." Jiang Xue said with a smile: "Then can I go back to sleep?"

"Go."

Jiang Xue quickly ran over and lay down.

Lin Yiyi quietly cleaned up the dishes and walked out.

After sending the dishes back to the kitchen, Lin Yiyi asked Zhu Feng to take good care of Jiang Xue, and she left the house alone.

For their future personal safety, Lin Yiyi felt that they could not rely solely on Pei Zhijin to save their lives. It was safer to hold their lives in their own hands. This was also what her master often reminded her.

Baoyue Tower.

Lin Yiyi looked up at the three words "Baoyue Tower". The last time she came here, even though the people eating there were very noisy, her hearing was very sharp. When she heard the sound of fighting downstairs, she suspected that this place was more than just a place to eat.

In order to build a secret team, one must select death warriors. Lin Yiyi walked towards Baoyue Tower.

The waiter greeted her warmly, "Miss, are you alone?"

Lin Yiyi said expressionlessly: "I'm going downstairs."

The waiter's expression became serious when he heard this, "Do you have a token, young lady?"

"No."

The waiter said apologetically, "Miss, if you want to go downstairs, you must show your token."

"How can I get the token?"

The waiter pointed to where the shopkeeper was and said, "Young lady, please follow me."

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