Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

When Wei Shao adjusted his breath, he opened his eyes and Zhao Zhizhi was gone.

Panic flashed through his eyes, and after standing up, he immediately summoned Qing Yan.

There were drops of blood on Qingyan's clothes, which were injuries she had sustained when she went to receive punishment.

Wei Shao glanced at it and then looked away, "Where's Zhao Zhizhi, is she gone?"

Hearing this, the corners of Qingyan's mouth twitched slightly, and her eyes couldn't help but look behind him.

Wei Shao seemed to realize something. He turned around and saw Zhao Zhizhi lying on his bed, sleeping soundly.

There was an eerie silence in the air for a few minutes.

Wei Shao cleared his throat and threw a small jar of ointment to Qing Yan, "You go back and apply the medicine. Liu Hong will be here tomorrow."

Qing Yan responded: "Yes, thank you sir."

Wei Shao waved his hand.

Qing Yan glanced at Zhao Zhizhi quickly and walked away.

After she left, Wei Shao stroked his chest, which still had some dull pain, walked to the bedside, and looked down at Zhao Zhizhi, who was sleeping peacefully, feeling indescribably complicated.

He knelt down and looked closer, looking down from Zhao Zhizhi's eyes to her red lips.

The internal energy suddenly became chaotic again, flowing around.

Wei Shao immediately frowned. After calming down, he thought of something again. A hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to pinch her nose.

A few minutes later, Zhao Zhizhi frowned, squeaked, and shook her hand, trying to shake off the thing that was blocking her breathing.

Wei Shao raised his eyebrows, loosened his fingers and then tightened them.

Zhao Zhizhi suppressed her blushing face and had to open her mouth to breathe.

Seeing this, Wei Shao snorted lightly, put down his hand, and flicked Zhao Zhizhi's forehead with some strength. When he saw a red mark on it, he relaxed his brow with satisfaction.

Because of the toxin, he was now covered in sweat. Even though it had been dried by the wind, Wei Shao felt uncomfortable all over.

After covering her up with the quilt that Zhao Zhizhi kicked open, Wei Shao turned around and left the room. He had to quickly wash off the smelly sweat on his body.

After a long night of tossing, Zhao Zhizhi woke up at dawn.

She opened her eyes drowsily, looked at the blue bricks and rubble, tilted her head, and slowly shifted her gaze, taking in all the unfamiliar decorations in the house.

Where is this? Several big questions popped up in her mind.

After Zhao Zhizhi's consciousness gradually returned, she still didn't think about what happened last night.

The clothes on his body are still there, but they are a little messy at most.

Zhao Zhizhi dismissed the possibility of being kidnapped, got out of bed, put on her shoes and socks, and walked cautiously toward the door.

After all, Liu Hong was a martial arts practitioner. Ever since she replaced Qing Yan, she had followed Wei Shao's orders and stayed at the door.

When she heard the noise coming from the house, she raised her hand and knocked on the door, saying quietly: "Miss Zhao, do you need to call for water?"

Zhao Zhizhi was startled by the sudden sound. He immediately retracted his hand to open the door and stepped back warily, "Who are you?"

Liu Hong said: "Girl, don't be afraid. Qingyan and I are both maidservants serving the young master."

Green smoke?

In the impression, he seemed to hear the sound of green smoke, and Zhao Zhizhi's memory began to revive.

After she recalled everything, there were only ten thousand curse words left in her mind.

She opened the door, looked at Liu Hong and said, "Where is the water?"

Liu Hong saw that her expression was not very good, and she was stunned for a moment before saying, "It's right at your feet."

Zhao Zhizhi looked down, picked up the wooden basin and returned to the house.

The water was still very clear, so she checked her neck against the water.

The skin on one side is quite deep, it should be a bruise from being pinched.

She reached out and touched it lightly, and the sharp pain made her let out an uncontrollable cry.

Wei Shao, this bastard, she traveled thousands of miles to save him and was almost strangled to death.

After checking and washing his face, Zhao Zhizhi walked out with a gloomy face, "What's your name?"

"Girl, just call me Liu Hong."

Zhao Zhizhi nodded, "Liu Hong, I didn't open my eyes when I came here, and I don't know where I am now. Can you take me back?"

Liu Hong pursed her lips and said, "Young lady, you might as well wait until the young master comes back before saying goodbye."

When he mentioned him, Zhao Zhizhi got very angry, "I'm waiting for him to do something. Your sister Qingyan tied me here just to save his life. Now he is fine, but there is still something wrong with my family, please hurry up." Send me back."

Liu Hong stood motionless on the spot, "In that case, Miss Zhao, please allow me to report to the young master."

Zhao Zhizhi sneered: "The poison in your young master's body has not been cured yet. There will be places that will need me in the future. I advise you to send me back now, otherwise I..."

"What about you?" Wei Shao's deep and magnetic voice came from a distance.

Zhao Zhizhi subconsciously turned his head to look.

Wei Shao was wearing a moon-white robe and was approaching her with steady steps.

Zhao Zhizhi didn't know why, but she was angry with him, but her anger dissipated when she saw him for the first time.

What followed was a mess of emotions and mixed feelings.

Wei Shao walked up to her step by step, looked into her eyes and asked again: "What do you want? Is it possible that if I don't send you back, you won't detoxify me?"

Zhao Zhizhi came back to his senses, snorted coldly and turned away from him, "I always keep my word, and I won't break my word if I promise to detoxify you."

Speaking of this, she changed her tone again and said sarcastically: "I'm not like some people who receive favors but then bite them back. This is really a declining world."

Liu Hong had the same reaction as Qing Yan before, widening her eyes and staring at Zhao Zhizhi in disbelief, with earth-shaking emotional changes in her heart.

Who is this girl? How dare you talk to the young master like this.

She also wanted to see if Wei Shao would be angry.

As a result, Wei Shao chuckled, staring at the bruises on Zhao Zhizhi's neck with deep eyebrows, wanting to reach out and touch it.

Zhao Zhizhi noticed his movements and dodged away without thinking, "Are you going to continue to pinch me?"

Wei Shao frowned, retracted his hand, clasped his fists instead, and said very seriously: "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Zhao Zhizhi actually knew very well that he had lost his mind at that time.

But the pain in her neck made her unable to control her temper.

Now, she cleared her throat in embarrassment and pretended to be calm, "Forget it, I won't argue with you. Please hurry up and have someone send me back. There is indeed something going on at home."

That day, Father Zhao told her that after noon today, the county would send people to collect taxes.

She was worried that something might happen, and the Zhao family was not good at talking. If someone got in on the matter with just a few words, it would easily cause trouble.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhizhi became as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, restless.

Wei Shao turned back to Liu Hong and said, "Go back first and continue to watch with Liu Qing."

Then, he said to Zhao Zhizhi: "Let's go, I will take you back to the village."