A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

“No two, no two…”

After calling out several times but hearing no response, Feicui hesitated for a long time, holding the door, and finally decided to go out and take a look.

After walking out of the door, Feicui's face suddenly changed when she saw the wheelbarrow thrown on the ground and Fuji and the corpse were nowhere to be found.

She looked around and finally hurriedly chased to the right.

As Feicui's footsteps faded away, the two people hiding behind the door came out.

Fuji patted his chest and panted heavily:

"You're really good. You can guess this."

Feicui practiced martial arts and had a keen ear. The two of them had just hidden behind another door and would have been discovered by Feicui if they were not careful.

"It's dark under the lamp, and her mind is outside now."

Wen Meijiu raised her chin firmly, signaling Bu Er to take this opportunity to help her leave here.

Bu Er's eyes lit up when he looked at Wen Meijiu, and he obediently helped her to go to Prince Wang's yard.

Before they could take a few steps inside, they heard the sound of weapons colliding outside the wall, followed by the sound of fighting.

Wen Meijiu and Fuji's ears instantly perked up.

"not good."

Bu Er growled, threw down the warm wine, turned around and jumped onto a big tree beside the wall, watched for a moment, and came down quickly.

"What happened?"

Wen Meijiu supported himself and stood where he was, asking Bu Er in a low voice.

Bu Er shook his head and said solemnly:

"It seems that the Zhuyi Guards have come after Feicui. I must report this to the Master immediately."

Bu Er hurriedly locked the back door and was about to go in alone, but Wen Meijiu next to him grabbed his sleeve.

In her impression, Zhuyiwei is synonymous with terror, and anyone who is hunted by Zhuyiwei will definitely not have a good ending.

She is now a maid in Young Master Wang's house. If anything happens to Young Master Wang, she will be implicated and even drag down her family.

"Take me with you to see the Master. I have a plan."

Fuji was extremely anxious and tried to shake her off, but he found that his sleeves were being held tighter and tighter. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said:

"If you tell a lie, the young master will not forgive you."

After saying that, he reluctantly took her arm and dragged her all the way to Prince Wang's yard.

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As soon as the two entered the door, Wen Meijiu calmly and alertly ordered Bu Er, "Go out and close the door."

Bu Er looked at the warm wine beside him in astonishment, then looked at Prince Wang who was leaning on the bed, and arched his hands towards the bed, bowed his waist and said:

"Sir, the Red Guards have come to our door, and Feicui is resisting them outside."

When Prince Wang saw Wen Meijiu standing in front of him, he was also surprised, but because the matter was urgent, he quickly turned his attention to what the servant reported.

Without having time to ask Wen Meijiu how he came back to life, he threw off the quilt and was about to get out of bed, saying:

"Notify everyone and evacuate immediately."

Wen Meijiu took a step forward to stop him and said:

"Sir, listen to my advice. Everyone should stay where they are. It will be dangerous if they go out."

Bu Er was anxious and said:

"How dare you disobey the young master's order? What are you thinking?"

Wen Meijiu looked back at him with sharp eyes and asked back:

"I should ask you what you are thinking. Even if you manage to escape in this state, how far can you get?

There are so many people in this mansion, are they all going to be buried together?"

Fuji was speechless for a moment when asked and stood there in a daze.

For a moment, the room was silent.

The situation was urgent. Prince Wang waved at Bu Er, who retreated reluctantly and closed the door as Wen Meijiu had said just now.

Only Prince Wang and Wen Meijiu were left in the room. Prince Wang was wearing a plain white shirt. Although he was barefoot and sick, he stood straight. His cold and handsome eyebrows were motionless, his eyes were downcast, and he looked down at Wen Meijiu in front of him.

"You, what do you have in mind? Tell me what you think."

Just by hearing this cold voice, the body that did not belong to Wen Meijiu began to get nervous. It might be because the original owner both admired and feared Prince Wang, and subconsciously his body was a little out of control when he heard this voice.

Trying hard to suppress the fear in his heart, Wen Meijiu bravely took a step forward, approached the young master in white clothes, stood on tiptoe, clasped his hands together and whispered something urgently in his ear.

At first, Prince Wang subconsciously stepped back, but when he realized that Wen Meijiu was serious, he turned back to his original position and listened carefully.

His situation was dangerous now, so it was necessary to be on the safe side in case the walls had ears.

The secret words had been said, and Wen Meijiu was really exhausted. At the moment of falling, he quickly stretched out his hands to support himself in front of him to prevent himself from falling into Prince Wang's arms.

"I apologize for any offense, sir."

This time, Young Master Wang no longer showed his previous disdain. He just looked at her with his brows lowered, neither helping her nor pushing her away.

Seeing Wen Meijiu trying to stand up straight and slowly moving towards the bed, he raised his eyelashes, his eyes stern, and asked:

"Tell me your conditions?"

Wen Meijiu, who was walking towards the bed, paused and was immediately delighted. Yes, she was asking for something in return.

Only the original owner would foolishly believe that Prince Wang bought her because he fell in love with her and wanted to repay Prince Wang with her whole life.

Just look at Prince Wang’s reaction after she died of poisoning and you will know that in his eyes, she is no more important than an ant.

Wen Meijiu, who is aware of the current affairs and has a clear mind, knows his own weight.

He turned around and knelt on the ground with a plop. Wen Meijiu kowtowed three times to the ground, and said with tears streaming down his face:

"My Lord, you may not know it yet, but the poison in the porridge you gave me was not put by someone else, but by Sister Feicui.

When I entered the kitchen, I saw with my own eyes Sister Feicui adding something to the porridge, and she even lied that it was brown sugar.

Fortunately, I was lucky enough to be dragged around by Bu Er and vomited a lot of poisonous porridge, so I was able to save my life."

After saying this, she deliberately raised her tear-stained face to look at the prince standing in front of her.

As she expected, there was no ripple on his face, he just said symbolically:

"Jade is too outrageous. Just wait and see how I punish her afterwards."

Wen Meijiu snorted inwardly, the cat crying over the rat. Without his connivance, how could Feicui dare to kill people and destroy corpses?

Disdainful in her heart, she cried and grabbed the edge of Prince Wang's clothes, begging:

“Sir, it’s useless.

Although I am stupid, I can see that Sister Feicui has admired you for a long time and she won't tolerate any other woman around you.

I'm really scared. Even if you can protect me for a while, you can't protect me for a lifetime. Please, for the sake of me dying for you once, if I can avoid the disaster this time, will you let me go?

I will serve you again in my next life as a slave."

Prince Wang is indeed responsible for this matter. If he hadn't deliberately said in front of Feicui that he wanted to give the bowl of porridge to her as a reward, how could Feicui have become so jealous?

If he hadn't said something too much and asked Feicui to heat it up before drinking it, wouldn't Feicui have had the opportunity to kill her immediately after she had developed the murderous intention towards her?

Before he finished speaking, Wen Meijiu's forehead hit the ground again.

Even though she didn't know the true identity of the man in front of her, the oppressive feeling he gave her made her sensitively feel that his identity was not simple.

In front of smart people, she could only pretend to be pitiful in order to escape.