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Not long after, Su Yanli came out with a medicine box, followed by Xiao Yan, who was neatly dressed and looked a little more relaxed. It seemed that the heroine's medical skills were still reliable.

Su Yanli slowly shook her head at Hua Xia, then walked up to her uncle and invited him to boil the medicine together.

After the two left, Xiao Yan glanced at Eleven who was still standing nearby. Eleven was stunned for a moment. Twelve, who was standing at the wall in the distance, waved at him frantically. He immediately reacted and hurriedly left.

Hua Xia raised her eyebrows, looked at Xiao Yan who had deliberately sent the secret guard away, and said jokingly: "Uncle Xiao, do you have something to tell me?"

Xiao Yan's face was somewhat solemn, and he said solemnly: "I will send you back to the palace tomorrow, and then you will stay in Jing'an Palace and don't run around. Do you understand?"

Hua Xia blinked and asked, "I don't understand?"

The girl stood lazily, almost blending into the darkness, and her tone of voice was casual but revealing a sense of arrogance.

"Just now, Miss Su said that you can definitely find the medicine, and her tone was very confident." Xiao Yan said in a low voice.

"As far as I know, Master Su's youngest daughter is arrogant and uneducated, but she has never learned any medical skills. How did you two, who have nothing to do with each other, know each other?"

"I know the palace can't hold you back, and neither can I. Just this once, after the turmoil subsides, you can go wherever you want, okay?"

Hua Xia actually heard a hint of pleading in Xiao Yan's voice, and the idiot in her mind started crying and begging him to agree to the villain's request.

"......" Hua Xia said to 250 without saying a word, "Have you completed your mission in the palace?"

The system's crying suddenly stopped, and after a moment of silence, it stammered: [Well, forget it, the mission is more important.]

"..."

The matter ended there, and Xiao Yan was helpless and could only secretly place someone around her to protect her at all times.

The next morning.

The door of a room in the North Hall was opened from the inside, and a young girl with dark circles under her eyes climbed out through the door.

It was half-dawn and a little foggy at this time. Hua Xia raised her head to look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. It was so difficult to sleep in this North Hall. There were all kinds of noises in the middle of the night. It was obvious that the feng shui was not good.

Now that she had woken up, she decided not to sleep anymore. She got up and walked outside, bypassing most of the Prime Minister's Mansion to the South Hall, and then she walked to the dining area in the hall and sat down directly.

She tapped her fingers on the table, and soon a figure came in from outside.

"Ms. Xin, you're up so early?" Eleven asked, standing three meters away.

Hua Xia didn't care about his evasive attitude and waved weakly: "Where's breakfast?"

Eleven stood still and said respectfully, "Miss Xin, wait for the master, and have dinner with him later."

Hua Xia was puzzled: "Why is he getting up so early?"

"Miss Xin, have you forgotten? The master wants to take you back today and attend the morning court."

Eleven's voice was a little excited, as if he was finally going to get rid of her, the plague god. Although he tried his best to suppress it, a little bit of it leaked out, which showed how happy he was.

"Are you happy?" Hua Xia asked in a cold voice.

Eleven shrank his neck, and when he saw Hua Xia was about to stand up, he subconsciously took a step back. When he stepped back, he almost stepped on his adult's foot.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly.

"Sir!" Eleven quickly dodged to the side, and when he saw Hua Xia's provocative smile from the corner of his eye, he knew that he was being tricked on purpose.

"Go down and ask the kitchen to prepare breakfast."

Eleven took the order and ran away as if escaping.

"Why are you teasing him?" Xiao Yan walked naturally to the seat next to Hua Xia and sat down, saying lightly.

The girl's smile deepened, pretending not to notice the villain's little movements that he thought were not obvious, and she even spoke to divert attention, which was really funny.

There is such a big table but they choose to squeeze together.

Last night, Su Yanli dragged my uncle to boil medicine for a long time. In fact, he wanted to stay with Xin Han longer. He said that the medicine had to be boiled for a long time to be effective.

So, my uncle was still sleeping at this time.

The two men didn't wait for him. The black carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion was already waiting at the door. Eleven was sitting in front of the carriage and felt a little scared. He quickly jumped down and took out the stool and put it on the ground.

Hua Xia was quite sensible. She stepped onto the stool and got into the carriage. After Xiao Yan got into the carriage, he sat opposite Hua Xia.

I watched the girl in front of me look around at the interior decoration of the carriage and touch it from time to time.

"Wow, your carriage is made entirely of ebony? You're really rich." Hua Xia exclaimed.

Xiao Yan: “…”

Before he could answer, the carriage suddenly braked to a stop. Hua Xia was speechless as she looked at the villain who had fallen on her. After she helped him up, she saw that his ears and neck were red.

"Cough cough cough."

Hua Xia: “…”

She opened the curtain and looked outside and asked Eleven: "How do you drive? Be careful or your master might fall out of the window."

Eleven: “???” Who? His parents? How is that possible?

In front of the carriage, a man with tattered clothes, messy hair and a dark face was blocking the carriage.

Eleven frowned and looked at the man unhappily, and asked angrily, "You dare to stop the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Hua Xia looked at the stranger's familiar outfit and had an inexplicable premonition, and the next second, the premonition came true.

When the man saw Hua Xia, he opened his mouth to reveal his eight big white teeth, and shouted with a sincere voice, as if he had found a long-lost relative, "Master!"

"Master! I just went to the Prime Minister's residence to look for you, and I happened to see the Prime Minister's carriage coming out. I was afraid of missing it, so I took the risk to stop it, and you were indeed inside."

"Altar Master!"

Eleven scratched his ears and said, "Who? Is Miss Xin your altar master?"

"What organization are you from?"

This doesn't look like a serious organization?

"Miss Xin, do you know her? Do you want to beg for money?" Miss Xin is so stingy when asking for money. She doesn't even have enough money to spend herself, so why would she give alms to a beggar?

Hua Xia rolled her eyes immediately: "You are the one who wants money, these are my children." After saying that, she waved to the man.

Feeling the touch on her back, Hua Xia turned around and asked, "What?"

Xiao Yan took back his hand that was patting Hua Xia, and said helplessly, "Don't deal with people of unknown origin."

The beggar of unknown origin had already walked to the front of the carriage. Hearing this sentence coming from inside the carriage, he snorted and said arrogantly: "Sir, we are not people of unknown origin."

"Our Beggars' Sect is well-known in the martial arts world. This goes back to the past, when the Beggars' Sect was first established..."

Seeing that the little beggar was about to talk as much as Brother Wei, Hua Xia quickly stopped him and changed the subject, saying, "Brother Wei asked you to come? How is the news I asked him to help me find?"

The little beggar straightened his chest when he heard this: "It's just a small matter."

Eleven and Xiao Yan in the car both looked puzzled, and then they heard a hint of pride in the little beggar's casual voice.

"Master, the assassins who came out of the Prime Minister's Mansion that day are a well-known assassin organization and intelligence organization in the martial arts world, and their comprehensive strength ranks second. Their strength should not be underestimated."

Hearing these words of praise, Hua Xia subconsciously noticed the word "second". If the world's male protagonist's organization is so powerful that it ranks second, then the first one must be a very powerful force.

The little beggar looked at her with bright and expectant eyes. Under this expectant gaze, Hua Xia asked the question he wanted her to ask: "...Then what is the number one organization?"

The little beggar was waiting for this sentence, and immediately raised his voice: "Of course it's my Beggars' Gang!"