The cannon fodder of Quick Travel just wants to make money to survive.

Thinking of this, Xinming made a thought and opened the system mall to see if there were any elixirs that could make people healthy.

When she saw the price, she silently exited the mall. Thinking that she still had a blind box to draw, Xinming instantly became energetic.

I just hope that this time I won’t have another useless thing like a birth talisman on the back of my hand.

"Congratulations on getting the elixir physique, a one-time item. It is only used in the mission world. After use, every part of the body will become an elixir that can cure all diseases in the world."

Xinming looked at this prop and suddenly didn't know whether to use it or not. It was indeed more useful than the childbirth talisman, but after using it, the body could cure all diseases in the world, which looked very scary.

Isn't this a magical elixir that makes her alive?

It is not impossible for a person who has not done it well and is caught with ulterior motives to be seduced and stripped of his bones.

When Xinming thought about being locked in a cage and becoming a living medicine, she felt terrified.

Forget it, let’s take a look at the situation first and then decide whether to use it or not.

Putting this prop aside, Xinming was not in a good mood and fell asleep on the bed.

After staying with Zhou's mother for a month, Xinming didn't see the young master in the mansion.

It may be that the young master is really fragile, and if he doesn't take good care of her and sends her to the young master, it will be an eyesore to the young master. If the young master is in a bad mood, it will affect his health.

Therefore, Xinming would not be able to serve the young master without complaining.

Xinming didn't care about this, but tried to adapt to the life of a servant.

Speaking of which, being a maid from a powerful family in ancient times had a much smoother life than digging for food in the fields.

That is, the maid is the owner's property, has no human rights, and can do whatever he wants.

Xinming couldn't accept putting his life in the hands of others.

So no matter how difficult the freedom outside is, she must restore her good status.

Just when Xinming was staying with Zhou's mother as usual, keeping fit and studying.

Lin suddenly stumbled out and ran out. The calmness on her face disappeared and turned into panic.

"Madam, please slow down, be careful of falling." Xianghe chased after Lin and helped her carefully.

But at this moment, Mrs. Lin couldn't hear Xiang He's worries at all. Her expression was dazed, but she was very purposeful and walked very fast.

Just when Xinming was confused and didn't know what was happening, Zhou's mother's kind face suddenly became panicked.

"Girl, something happened to the young master. Follow him quickly. He may need help later."

With that said, Zhou's mother dragged Xin Ming and hurried out of the yard.

"Yier, my Yi'er, don't scare your mother." When Mrs. Lin saw her son lying on the ground, his face pale and bloodless, she touched his face with trembling hands.

The coldness in her hand made Lin's legs weak and she suddenly knelt down on the ground.

She whispered softly and called softly, trying to wake up her son and let him call her mother gently as always.

But her baby had his eyes closed and was not breathing.

"Yier, my son, I only have you, don't pity my mother, don't leave your mother, okay?"

Mrs. Lin was still gentle, fearing that her child would be frightened if her voice was too loud.

But knowing the result, her tone was full of prayer.

Yier, Yier called out loudly.

That is the most intense sadness for a mother who has lost her child.

"Madam, the young master is no longer breathing." The doctor's tone was serious, and the doctor was kind-hearted. He had been treating this frail young master since he was a child.

After spending so many years together day and night, he was full of pity and affection for this well-behaved but miserable child.

Now seeing him lying coldly on the ground, the doctor felt equally sad.

"No, Yi'er is still fine today. He came here specifically to say he wanted to go out for a walk in the yard. After just a few hours, my Yi'er -"

Looking at her son lying coldly on the ground, Mrs. Lin could no longer hold back her tears.

"Say, what's going on?"

Mrs. Lin's eyes were cold and cold, looking at the servant serving her son like a ghost.

Several servants were startled and quickly knelt down.

"Madam, please forgive me, it was the young lady who pushed the young master into the lake." A young boy pointed at Wang Zhiwei, who was standing by and seemed to be frightened.

Wang Zhiwei's face turned pale as his name was called. "No, no, I didn't mean it. My brother refused to give me the lotus pod in his hand, so I pushed him lightly without any force at all. It was because he couldn't stand firmly and fell off the railing. Yes, don’t blame me.”

Wang Zhiwei, who was still feeling guilty at first, felt more and more that it was not her fault the more she spoke, and she argued more confidently.

Mrs. Lin was so angry that she was shaking with anger at her unrepentant words.

He stood up and grabbed her neck.

"You killed my Yi'er today, and I will make you pay with your life."

Wang Zhiwei was frightened by Lin's coldness and had no time to hide. A feeling of suffocation came over her. It was then that she began to be afraid.

But she was only an eight-year-old child, and her strength was no match for an adult like Lin.

"Ms. Lin, let go." Aunt Zhao, who had arrived late, looked at her precious daughter, who was about to be strangled to death by Ms. Lin.

Not caring about the image, like crazy, he rushed to grab Lin's hand, unable to shake it, and she was about to bite it.

He was quickly pushed away by Xiang He who had quick eyes and quick hands.

"Come here, the mistress has killed someone, come here quickly, save my Wei'er." Aunt Zhao's shouting caught Mr. Wang, who was notified and rushed over in a hurry, and listened attentively.

When he saw his daughter being pinched and dying in Lin's hands, she ran over and pulled Lin's hand away.

He angrily scolded Mr. Lin with an unkind look on his face.

"Mr. Lin, why are you so crazy? Look at Wei'er, you almost strangled him to death."

When her husband came up and accused her, her dead child lying on the ground was not in his eyes at all.

Deep hatred welled up in Mrs. Lin's heart.

"Master, this little bitch killed my Yi'er. What's wrong with me to avenge Yi'er?"

Lin's words made Mr. Wang remember that his servant had come to report to him that his son had drowned.

Although he doesn't have much affection for this child, he is his only son after all.

It still holds weight in his heart.

That's why when he heard that his frail and sick son was drowning, he ran over in a panic. But when he came, he saw his precious daughter being strangled.

He was so eager to save his daughter that he instinctively forgot about his son.

So, when Mrs. Lin mentioned it, he subconsciously looked at his son lying on the ground.

The angry face facing Lin's face was instantly panicked.

"Okay, why did Yi'er fall into the water? Why did you let Yi'er lie on the ground? Where are the people dead? Why didn't you take Yi'er back to change?"

As if she had heard some joke, Lin could not express the sarcasm on her face.