Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Xia Feng frowned. The young lady was perfectly well in bed, but she had come to her master's steps and was dozing off. If she waited until dawn and her maid discovered she wasn't in her bedroom...

That's really unimaginable. If the prime minister is alarmed, wouldn't the fact that the master left the house without permission be discovered?

Xia Feng pressed Feng Xili's sleeping point and carried her to her own bed.

She stood by the bed and looked at Feng Xili, who seemed to have fallen into a dream. She was very puzzled that her master asked her to protect this ordinary young lady. Yuanri and Chungeng both had important matters to attend to, and Shangsi... it would be great if Shangsi could switch with her.

It's really boring to take care of a young lady from a wealthy family.

Xia Feng sighed, tucked the quilt in for her, and jumped out of the window in a flash.

After a while, Feng Xili on the bed began to moan, as if something was suppressed in her throat. She hugged the quilt and twitched from time to time. She slept very uneasily, with tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

She suddenly opened her eyes and felt dizzy. She looked for a long time before she realized that what was above her head was the gauze curtain of her bed.

What happened? Wasn't I at Mumu's place? She remembered the coldness of the steps clearly. Was it a dream?

"Ah!" Thinking of dreaming, the scene in the dream just now rushed into her mind again. She hugged herself with her cold body. The bloody scene in her mind was overwhelming, Mu Mu's arm, Mu Mu's arm!

Broken!!

Hot tears rolled down her eyes. She bit the quilt tightly and took deep breaths to try to suppress her fear.

It's not true, it's not true, it definitely can't be true.

But the deep pit with sharp spikes that night was something he had personally experienced, and the same bamboo spikes were not stained with blood like in his dream because of his intervention.

Well, this time it can be done too!

She threw off the quilt and got out of bed, but her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

Lai Xiang was walking towards the door with a basin of water. When she heard the noise, she came in and saw her young lady lying on the ground with disheveled hair and a pale face.

He looked as if he had been molested.

Lai Xiang almost dropped the basin of water, "Miss!" She hurried forward to help Feng Xili up, but was shocked to find that her young lady was burning hot all over.

"Miss! You have a fever!" Lai Xiang trembled her lips and touched her forehead, which was indeed hot.

Lai Xiang helped her sit down on the bedside. "Miss, please wait a moment. I'll go call the doctor."

"Wait!" No, if she called a doctor, everyone would know that she was sick, and people in her yard would definitely come and go. How would she notify Mu Mu then?

She held Lai Xiang's arm tightly, gritted her teeth to endure the dizziness in her head, and said in a deep voice: "Go to the kitchen and make me a bowl of porridge. Ask Lai Ye to come in and help me change clothes. By the way, ask Kang Jue to wait outside."

She spoke breathlessly, and Lai Xiang didn't understand what she said, but she remembered it and left like a gust of wind. A moment later, Lai Ye and Fenfang walked in with serious expressions.

Seeing Feng Xili looking terminally ill, everyone was shocked. How could he become like this just after a sleep?

"Miss!" The two men supported her, one on each side, and just wanted her to lie down quickly. They had to call a doctor immediately!

"No, change clothes. Change clothes for me next night." Her face was pale, but she stood up without giving anyone the chance to refuse.

Fenfang frowned, feeling that the young lady was hiding something from them.

Feng Xili was sweating profusely, and felt as if she was being roasted on fire repeatedly. Her eyelids were already feeling heavy.

"Where is Kang Jue?" In order to hide his identity, Cang Jue changed his name and made some simple disguises, and became Feng Xili's personal servant.

"Waiting outside." Lai Ye stuck his head out to look. Kang Jue didn't know what was going on at the moment. He stood outside the door with his head lowered and behaved politely.

"Let him in, you two go out first." She said briefly, without the energy to explain.

Fenfang looked solemn. The young lady was so unwell, but instead of resting or seeing a doctor, she insisted on seeing a stranger?

She put aside her doubts and followed Lai Ye outside to wait.

Kang Jue was also confused when he came in. Is the girl going out so early in the morning?

But when he saw Feng Xili leaning on the table with anger, he felt terrible. Was the girl injured?

"I'm asking you, do you know where Mu Mu went after leaving the house?" She took a few breaths and forced herself to look at him.

"The young master didn't give any instructions, he just said to protect you well." Kang Jue replied, but looking at Feng Xili in front of him, it seemed that he had not protected her well.

She bit her tongue hard and finally became more sober. Kang Jue was keenly aware of the bloody smell coming from her mouth.

His eyes suddenly changed. What on earth had made her so upset?

"Miss, do you want to contact me?" he asked tentatively.

"Do you have a solution?" Her eyes lit up and she looked at him expectantly.

"I'm sorry, I'm not someone close to you, and you didn't tell me anything when you left." He paused here, unable to bear the sight of her broken eyes.

He continued, "However, the young master has placed a secret guard next to you early in the morning. He will only take action when you are in danger. Perhaps he has a solution."

He had only heard Yuanri say it once, that because he had hurt the girl for no reason, the young master had arranged a secret guard by the girl's side just in case.

Since he's a secret guard, even if he doesn't know the young master's whereabouts, there should be a way to contact him, right?

Secret guard? She suddenly remembered the night of Qixi Festival, when Xiao Ze grabbed her neck and a figure descended from the sky to save her from danger.

Yes! That secret guard!

"Is it still there?" she asked excitedly.

"Given how much the young master cares about you, he should be there." Kang Jue was not too sure, after all, he had never seen him appear before.

He only comes out when I'm in danger? In other words, he's watching me from the shadows?

Feng Xili looked outside, stood up, and whispered, "You will guard the door of Lanshang Garden for a while. Don't let anyone in. Do you understand?"

Kang Yu's heart sank, and he instantly understood what she wanted to do.

"Miss, if the young master transfers him away, won't you be in trouble?" Kang Jue was anxious. The young lady was already sick. If she hurt herself again, wouldn't the young master dismember her and use her for medicine when he comes back?

"No, he's still here." She smiled. Maybe it was the secret guard who sent her back last night!

Feng Xili took a break and ate two mouthfuls of porridge. She saw that the three maids all looked worried. When they saw her come out, they came up to help her.

"Fenfang, the three of you go guard the door first. Wait for an incense stick of time before coming in. Don't let anyone in during this time, and you are not allowed to come in early."

She looked at them seriously, without a trace of smile on her face.

"Kang Jue, you go guard the door too." She waved her hand, closed her eyes and stopped looking at them.

It was quiet all around. She looked around, feeling nothing different. She leaned against the door and shouted towards the yard, "Are you there? I have something urgent to talk to you about. Please show yourself."

Her voice was a little hoarse and she felt a little dizzy after shouting.

After waiting for a while, no one answered.

Feng Xili didn't dare to think about it, and kept convincing herself, "Are you there? I really have something to do."

She couldn't wait even a minute. She didn't know how far Mu Mu was away. She had to notify him as soon as possible, as soon as possible!

She staggered to the edge of the rockery and climbed up using her hands and feet. The rockery was not meant for climbing, and there were not many places to step. She could not stand steadily, and bumped into things, and her hands were cut several times.

By the time she reached the top of the rockery, she could no longer climb.

I looked down and saw that the distance was about two or three meters. Even if I fell, I would not die.

Then he closed his eyes, made up his mind, and fell down.