Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

The dark purple on Old Man Jia's face gradually faded away, his lips became a little red, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Zhuwei's anxious face was reflected in his turbid eyes, which moved him deeply.

With the help of Lin Zhuwei, Old Man Jia sat up slightly and said in a hoarse but calm voice: "Are you back?"

"Master..." Lin Zhuwei's voice trembled. She could no longer hold back and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Don't cry, I'm fine, aren't I?" Old man Jia forced a smile and comforted her softly.

"Master, let me help you go back to your room to rest."

Lin Zhuwei wiped away her tears, settled Old Man Jia down, poured him a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed, and watched him drink slowly, her eyes full of anxiety and worry.

"Master, who on earth could have given you such a poisonous drug?"

There is more than one way! I am afraid he must be killed!

A trace of pain flashed across Old Man Jia's eyes. He pointed at the Feather Mist Flower and said with some surprise: "Where did you find the Feather Mist Flower?"

Lin Zhuwei quickly recounted what had happened during this period, and then asked about the doubts in her heart.

"Master, please don't hide it from me! Who poisoned you?" Lin Zhuwei frowned, murderous intent in his eyes.

Old Man Jia pursed his lips tightly, and after a long while he said, "Wei'er, it's not that Master is hiding this from you on purpose, it's just that the less you know about what happened to Master, the better. Master doesn't want you to follow my old path."

Lin Zhuwei was so angry that he shouted in a low voice: "Master!"

Old man Jia patted her shoulder gently: "I'll tell you when I have the chance."

Seeing that he insisted, Lin Zhuwei had no choice but to ask any more questions. Revenge for her master was not the most urgent matter at the moment. She had to detoxify her master first.

"Master, can the Sansheng Fruit, Yuntian Lotus and Yuwu Flower in your album help you detoxify?"

Old man Jia nodded, his face looking a little sad.

These three medicinal herbs are extremely difficult to find, and it was beyond Lin Zhu's expectation that he could only find one Feather Mist Flower.

Not to mention the Sansheng Fruit and Yuntian Lotus, which were even harder to find, and he had long given up hope.

"Master! Don't worry, no matter how difficult it is, I will definitely find the antidote for you!"

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were determined, and he secretly vowed that no matter what happened, he would find a way for his master to survive!

Old man Jia looked at her deeply, and for a moment his chest was filled with excitement and eagerness, and his eyes were shining with stars.

This kid has such a kind heart. If he knew what happened to him in the future, he might really risk his life for me.

Old Man Jia couldn't help but feel a little worried. He looked deeply into her eyes and earnestly instructed her, "Wei'er, you promised your master that you would never get involved with anyone in the palace unless it was absolutely necessary. Especially your medical skills, try not to let anyone in the palace use them."

Lin Zhuwei was so smart that he almost instantly guessed that old man Jia's identity seemed to be not simple.

Although he was hunchbacked, lame and one-eyed, his sharp eyes, compelling temperament, and martial arts and medical skills made it clear at a glance that he was an extraordinary person.

Could it be that Master’s experience was related to someone in the palace?

Lin Zhuwei thought so in his heart, but his face did not show it at all.

Since the master doesn't like her associating with people in the palace, then it's better for her not to do so.

There was no need to rush, there would always be a chance to find out the reason in the future. If the master was really injured by someone in the palace and risked his life, she would also avenge the master.

Lin Zhuwei suppressed the murderous aura in his eyes and nodded obediently: "Yes, disciple will obey the master's orders."

Old man Jia smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, you take a rest first. I will go and make some medicine for you."

"Okay." Old man Jia nodded.

Lin Zhuwei stood up to tuck the quilt for him, but did not notice that the crescent-shaped jade pendant in her sleeve pocket fell to the side of the bed.

Old man Jia watched her go out, picked up the jade pendant and examined it carefully. What he saw was not a big deal, but he was completely stunned.

His body trembled, his eyes were full of disbelief, and there seemed to be a cloud of black mist brewing in his eyes, constantly churning.

It felt like his chest was hit hard by someone, and the pain brought back long-forgotten memories.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms and causing blood to seep out, but he didn't feel any pain.

how so? !

Why did she appear before his eyes? If it weren't for it, he wouldn't be in this situation today!

No! He couldn't let it destroy his disciple!

Just as she was thinking about it, Lin Zhuwei brought in the medicine. Old Man Jia suppressed the hatred in his eyes, regained his composure, and smiled at her.

After he finished drinking the medicine, he casually handed her the jade pendant: "Weier, is this yours? This jade pendant is so pure, it's rare to see it. It's a pity that there is only half of it. Can you let me take a look at the other half?"

Lin Zhuwei did not doubt him, but just smiled and shook his head: "This jade pendant is not mine, it belongs to Daoxin."

"Dao heart?" Old man Jia repeated in a low voice.

"Yes. Daoxin is a little boy I rescued in the mountains." Lin Zhuwei said with a smile, "I don't know which Taoist temple he was from, but he escaped. I saved him, so he gave me this jade pendant as a gift. I will have to return this jade pendant to him in the future."

A strange light flashed across Old Man Jia's eyes: "You didn't send him back?"

Lin Zhuwei shook his head helplessly: "He insisted on following me. Well, I have a place to live anyway, so I'll let him stay for the time being and make plans later."

Old man Jia nodded and said nothing more.

Because his health had just recovered a little, Lin Zhuwei was very worried and stayed in the charity cemetery for more than half a month.

Because he was worried about finding an antidote for Old Man Jia, Lin Zhuwei planned to go down the mountain as soon as possible, but he was really worried about leaving Old Man Jia alone.

Old Man Jia was more open-minded and asked her to feel his pulse himself. "Look, although my body is a little weak now, I will be fine for a while, right? You can go down the mountain without worry. Besides, don't we have the Feather Mist Flower? It can protect my heart meridian."

After taking his pulse and knowing that what he said was true, Lin Zhuwei felt relieved a little. He gave him some earnest instructions before going down the mountain.

What she didn't know was that as soon as she stepped out of the door, Old Man Jia followed her, hiding behind her and catching up quietly.

After returning to "Linzhutang" and packing up briefly, she went to the Sizhentang to receive Daoxin.

Old man Jia saw Lin Zhuwei holding Daoxin's hand from afar. When he saw Daoxin's appearance clearly, he was shocked.

It's him!

It's really him!

Although five years had passed, his appearance had not changed much, except that the childishness on his face had faded a little, making him look more mature and steady. He still recognized him at a glance!

Who would have thought that the person in the palace would allow him to survive and even be taken out of the Taoist temple!

Old man Jia gritted his teeth. If the person in the palace found out that he was missing, would he do something?

He was implicated by him and ended up in this miserable state now. If the person in the palace found out that he was missing, would he do something?

He would never allow him to hurt his disciple again!

There was a murderous look in Old Man Jia's eyes. He felt a little bit reluctant when he saw Lin Zhuwei holding Daoxin's hand and talking and laughing.

But! He must eliminate all dangers for his disciple before things get out of hand...

Old man Jia narrowed his eyes fiercely, quietly pinched a silver needle in his right hand, and shot it towards Daoxin...

With a "clang", Dao Xin did not fall down. Instead, a sharp arrow shot at them was blocked by the silver needle and shot towards the iron pot next to them.

Old man Jia's face was gloomy and he pursed his lips as he watched everything in the distance.

Lin Zhuwei's face was gloomy. He turned around and looked at the man with the bow and arrow, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be boiling out.

She was careless! Dao Xin was very excited. He pulled her hand and looked left and right. She was also attracted by his gaze and became less wary of the surroundings.

Who would have thought that someone would dare to assassinate someone in the street!

Passersby on the road soon gathered around and whispered.

The one holding the bow and arrow was the arrogant and domineering Feng Changsheng.

Feng Changsheng was born in a duke's mansion. Relying on his noble family background, he was used to being domineering and tyrannical. It was not uncommon for him to beat people to death in public.

For some unknown reason, he actually set his eyes on the weak-looking girl in front of him this time.

Not only were everyone worried about her, but they were also afraid that if she had a conflict with Feng Changsheng, she would be skinned alive.

"Are you the Lin Zhuwei who is a martial arts master that Yin Shihang mentioned?" Feng Changsheng approached Lin Zhuwei with an arrogant look on his face, holding a bow and arrow.

He didn't believe Yin Shihang's words at all. He could beat this thin and weak woman in front of him to a pulp in just three moves.

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were filled with anger and her face was as cold as ice as she looked at him coldly.

"You, fight me. If you win, you can set any terms. If you lose, go and apologize to Yin Shihang." Feng Changsheng looked arrogant, pointing at Lin Zhuwei and said arrogantly, "Since you are a woman, I will give you three moves."

There was a chill in Lin Zhuwei's eyes that penetrated his bones, and he held his Dao heart, without moving.

Feng Changsheng was provoked by the indifference in her eyes and became a little angry. He shouted, "Bring me the sword!"

The servant in the crowd hurried forward, handed him the sword, took the bow and arrow and retreated.

Feng Changsheng pointed his sword at Lin Zhuwei, thinking that she would be scared to death, but he didn't expect that her bright eyes were full of sarcasm, and she looked at him as if he was a fool.

Feng Changsheng was extremely angry. No one had ever looked down on him like this before. He shouted loudly, raised his sword, and rushed towards Lin Zhuwei and Dao Xin...