The villain is ruthless

Chapter 244 The Stunning Oiran (Two Four)

"No more?" Jiang Zhujin stared at the bustard.

"No, no more!" The bustard nodded hastily, "That's all."

"Really?" Jiang Zhu put down the teacup in his hand, "Do you think I'll believe it, or do you think I'm being fooled?"

"I..." The bustard was sweating in fear, looking at Jiang Zhu tremblingly, not daring to get away with it, and kept thinking about what happened before, "And... and, I remembered , before Mr. Mi passed out, there was a grimace mask on the ground, this mask was made of a very strange material, not something ordinary people could afford... After I saw it, I thought it was valuable, so... I put it away."

"Where to put it?"

The bustard hurriedly said the location, it was in the hidden grid of another painting.

Jiang Zhu walked over, uncovered the painting, and took out the mask.

It is indeed an incomparably peculiar mask. The material of the mask alone cannot be found in the entire Fengling Kingdom. The most important thing is that there is a symbol in the lower corner of that extremely ugly mask, which is written in the characters of Fengling Kingdom. Qi".

Qi, it is very likely that it is Mr. Mi's name, or it may be a serial number.

Young Master Mi looked at her, "Who did you ask for the antidote?"

The bustard closed his mouth and looked at her anxiously.

There was a trace of disgust on Jiang Zhu's face, he turned his head and turned down from the second floor, and returned to the prime minister's mansion as quickly as possible.

Mr. Mi paused, his eyes changed slightly, "Is she taking care of me?"

"It's the last Zhuangzi in Fengling Country near a foreign land. It's a big place and there are many people living in it."

Jiang Zhu: "..." Why don't you go to heaven?

"Are you going with me?" Mr. Mi's eyes were burning.

He blinked, checked his meridians secretly, and then sat up from the bed with a little surprise.

"Shut up!" Jiang Zhu interrupted him, "I didn't ask you that."

"This..." The bustard's face showed a hint of embarrassment, "The Zhuangzi is privately owned. The slave's family wanted to borrow it for a night, but was kicked out by the guards. It is not an ordinary family."

Jiang Zhu ignored him, put away the mask and antidote, walked slowly towards the bustard, and poured the bottle of poison hidden in his mouth into his mouth with his extremely frightened eyes, manipulating the aura of the protagonist Formatting his memory made him completely useless.

"Which direction is Mr. Mi coming from, can you see clearly?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhu was thoughtful, Mr. Mi escaped from Zhuangzi, the most direct way to find out his identity is to find out the situation of Zhuangzi and see who is living in it.

Mr. Mi gave her an angry look, "That's all you want to say?"

"Oh, you're thinking too much," Jiang Zhu waved his hand, and said indifferently, "I'm just generally worried." After all, I also spent a lot of money on you.

Jiang Zhu didn't get up until mid-sun, and suddenly opened his eyes, facing Mr. Shangmi's long and narrow pupils.

He got dressed and was going to find Jiang Zhu, but before he had taken two steps, he suddenly heard the sound of shallow breathing from outside.

"Zhuangzi?"

Mr. Mi: "..."

The bustard urged himself to keep thinking, and finally remembered some clues, "It seems to come from Zhuangzi..."

As for whether the bustard would forget all her memories when she woke up the next morning, or become a fool, that was not her concern.

"Chest tightness," Mr. Mi said without hesitation, "I don't know if it's all right, but you only took care of me for the first half of the night last night." This was to blame her for not taking care of him all night.

Early the next morning, Mr. Mi opened his eyes, and found that his heart and mouth were open, not stagnant at all, and more relaxed than ever.

"That's all I know," the bustard looked at Jiang Zhu beggingly, "Second Miss, please let the slave family go. The slave family will never do such evil things again, please."

In the middle of the night, Mr. Mi's condition basically stabilized. Jiang Zhu really fell asleep, so he asked someone to take a thin quilt and go outside to rest.

"Is there anything else?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at Mr. Mi, "If you don't have anything to do, go out and get someone to prepare meals. I'm going to starve to death."

She was taken aback and almost jumped out of bed, "Why?"

Jiang Zhu asked Bitao to bring up the decoction and fed him some, planning to take him out to see a doctor the next day.

Mr. Mi's expression changed slightly, he wanted to say something, but couldn't get it out of his mouth, he gave Jiang Zhu a complicated and deep look, and reluctantly followed Bitao to wash up.

Jiang Zhu narrowed his eyes, "Who is there in Zhuangzi?"

"Well," Jiang Zhu raised his hand and waved him away, "Go out first, boys can't see girls wearing clothes."

Jiang Zhu put away the mask, turned to look at the bustard, "Continue."

The bustard shivered for a moment, and said tremblingly: "After taking Mr. Mi into the carriage, I, my family found that although he was seriously injured, he possessed martial arts skills and seemed extremely difficult to control. After thinking for a long time, he decided to poison him... "

Even if Feng Yan found out about his anomaly, she couldn't find out what happened tonight.

What kind of person has a number?

"Who are you talking about?" Jiang Zhu also looked at him.

He froze for a moment, and was about to walk over to wake her up, when the door was opened from the outside, and Bi Tao came in with hot water, seeing his movements, she frowned slightly, "Sir, wash up first, Miss last night took care of you." , but I’ve been busy for most of the night, and now I’m tired.” The implication was to prevent Mr. Mi from disturbing Jiang Zhu.

The antidote took effect very quickly, and it didn't take long for Mr. Mi's face to turn red and his breathing to be steady.

"Everyone."

"Then after dinner, go to the medical clinic?"

Has the poison in his body been cured?

"...Hmm..." Jiang Zhu bit the bullet and thought for a while, then asked: "... Are you okay?"

Lifting the curtain, he saw Jiang Zhu sleeping soundly at a glance.

Hearing her voice, Mr. Mi's eyes showed a gleam of joy, but he quickly covered it up. He pursed his lips, "I finally woke up. I heard that you were very worried about me yesterday?"

Speaking of this, the bustard did not forget to excuse himself: "Of course, the slave family did not want Mr. Mi's life. If the slave family hadn't taken Mr. Mi away, maybe Mr. Mi is already..."

"That's right," Bi Tao didn't hide anything, "Master's situation was really bad last night, Miss has been very worried."

Mr. Mi: "...I am not an outsider."

Jiang Zhu: "...Who said that?"

There was an unconcealable pain on the bustard's face, and then he passed out.

Why not?Jiang Zhu really wanted to spit at him, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back, and she didn't want to die yet.

Back in the yard, Jiang Zhu fed the antidote to Mr. Mi who was still in a coma, and sat by the bed waiting for him.

There was a hint of suspicion in Mr. Mi's eyes, "You can get it." It was obvious that he doubted Jiang Zhu's ability.

Jiang Zhu: "..." Burning with anger, he felt that he didn't want his head anymore.

Mr. Mi: "You must have paid a lot of money to find the bustard for me. Tell me, how much did he ask you for?"

Jiang Zhu: "..."

(End of this chapter)