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

Lin Zhuwei slept in front of the grave for three days before slowly waking up.

Whenever I thought about the fact that my master had been killed, I was overwhelmed with grief.

She stroked the three words "Jiasino" on the tombstone bit by bit, with deep hatred in her eyes.

She has made up her mind to live the rest of her life only for revenge.

"Master, you didn't allow me to contact the people in the palace. Did you expect this day to come?"

"Why didn't you tell me? You saved my life. What's the harm in giving up my own life for you?"

"Master, you were the first to break your promise. You were the one who abandoned me first! Please forgive me for not keeping my promise. I will never let this murderer go!"

"Since it was the so-called queen who wanted your life, I don't care whether this palace is a bottomless abyss or a den of dragons and tigers, I will go there and avenge you!"

Lin Zhuwei talked to himself, pouring out all his deep hatred to Old Man Jia, and finally stood up trembling:

"Master, sleep well. I'll come back to see you later..."

Yin Xunheng didn't expect to see Lin Zhuwei like this.

Haggard, sad, and in a state of disgrace, his originally clear and determined eyes were now filled with bloodshot, having lost their former bold charm.

Yin Xunheng's heart ached, but he was careful not to let his heartache be expressed in public: "Xiao Wei, are you okay?"

Lin Zhuwei nodded almost woodenly and looked at his bleeding thigh: "Let me give you acupuncture."

Yin Xunheng quickly shook his head: "No problem, no problem."

His legs and feet were also injured in the fight, but fortunately no bones were broken.

Compared to what Lin Zhuwei had experienced, it was simply not worth mentioning.

"Wash yourself up first, and I'll have the servants prepare some food for you?"

Afraid that she would refuse, he quickly said, "We are friends, aren't we? I hope I am a friend you can rely on."

Lin Zhuwei only felt a wave of fatigue coming over her. At this moment, she just wanted to be a weak little girl and no longer wanted to hide her delicate side.

"Yeah." She nodded weakly.

Yin Xunheng quickly arranged for his servants to prepare new clothes and meals for her.

Lin Zhuwei finished his meal quietly, then asked expressionlessly, "Where's Daoxin?"

Seeing that her face had regained some color, Yin Xunheng dared to tell her the truth: "Daoxin has been bedridden since that day, and he is in a daze and doesn't seem to be feeling well..."

Seeing that she remained silent and had an indifferent expression, it seemed as if she had not heard anything at all.

Yin Xunheng quickly continued, "I asked several doctors to see him. He took a lot of medicine, but there was no sign of improvement. Maybe he was frightened that day?"

Lin Zhuwei's eyebrows moved slightly, and her disgusted look surprised Yin Xunheng a little, but he didn't dare to ask more questions.

"Would you like to eat some more ice plums?"

The emptiness in her eyes made Yin Xun quite worried.

After a long silence, Lin Zhuwei's eyes slowly began to focus, no longer looking frighteningly dull.

She shook her head and just asked, "Where is the Dao heart?"

"It's in the guest room in the backyard. I'll take you there." Yin Xunheng quickly got up and limped her to Dao Xin's bed.

Seeing her staring at the heart of Tao, Yin Xunheng quietly retreated and no longer disturbed them.

Dao Xin's face was pale, his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and he was not sleeping well, groaning in pain from time to time.

He was only six years old. He should have had a carefree and happy childhood.

However, he was involved in this endless dispute.

But! What was her master guilty of?

I risked my life for him!

Lin Zhuwei gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.

She regretted it! She shouldn't have taken him in out of weakness! It was she who killed the master!

Lin Zhuwei tightly grasped the small ceramic bottle in her hand. At this moment, she didn't want to give him the antidote. Since it was going to be destroyed, let the instigator be buried with the master!

Perhaps because he was being stared at by an overly passionate gaze, Dao Xin actually opened his eyes slightly. When he saw that it was Lin Zhuwei, a look of surprise flashed across his frightened eyes.

He called weakly: "Sister..."

Lin Zhuwei had a cold face and ignored him.

Dao Xin reached out his hand to her, anxiously trying to turn over, and was about to roll off the bed.

Lin Zhuwei's eyes tightened, but she still stepped forward and supported him.

"elder sister……"

Lying in the familiar embrace, Dao Xin immediately burst into tears, shouting out all the panic and despair: "Sister... Grandpa Jia is dead... I'm so scared, they want to kill me..."

Lin Zhuwei's body froze for a long time before she sighed slightly, put her arms around him, and comforted him softly, "I'm back, don't be afraid."

What crime has he committed?

Maybe his birth was an accident. Who knows what he has been through to survive until now?

"Sister...why do they want to kill me..." Daoxin cried breathlessly and her body was shaking with fear.

Lin Zhuwei patted his shoulder softly: "Don't cry, let me check your body first."

Dao Xin then wiped away her tears and lay down again.

Lin Zhuwei took out a silver needle and gently inserted it into his ear.

Daoxin felt pain and struggled slightly.

Lin Zhuwei pierced a drop of blood from his ear, pulled out the silver needle and looked at it:

It really is poisoned!

The poison developed by the master is unique in the world.

It is a chronic poison, colorless and tasteless. There will be no abnormalities after drinking it, and even doctors cannot diagnose it.

But in reality, the person who has been poisoned has been gradually hollowed out from the inside out, and looks like he has a serious illness.

If one dies at this moment, it will be regarded as a sudden death from illness.

Unless an autopsy is performed, no one will know that he was poisoned.

The master would give him this poison. I'm afraid he had made up his mind from the beginning to kill him.

But he didn't want Daoxin's death to arouse suspicion from the government, thus bringing trouble to Lin Zhuwei.

That's why I took the trouble to inject this chronic poison!

The master had even planned this for her carefully!

Lin Zhuwei closed her eyes slightly in pain, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and when she opened her eyes again, her previous firm and courageous look had returned to her face.

She opened the small ceramic bottle and fed Daoxin the antidote.

I waited in the room for another two hours, watching the paleness on his face gradually disappear and he regained his spirit.

She then took out the crescent-shaped jade pendant and asked softly, "Daoxin, listen carefully. Grandpa Jia died because he saved you, so you have the responsibility to help find the murderer and avenge him, understand?"

Dao Xin nodded firmly: "Sister, just ask."

"Who gave you this jade pendant?"

Dao Xin shook his head: "I don't know. I have been wearing this jade pendant since I can remember."

"You said before that you grew up in a Taoist temple. What's the name of the temple? Where is it?"

"The Taoist temple is called Ciguang Temple, located on the top of Lingfeng Mountain."

Lin Zhuwei silently recited these two names and asked, "When you were in the Taoist temple, did anyone secretly come to see you?"

Dao Xin was very surprised: "Sister, how did you know?"

Lin Zhuwei patted him on the shoulder: "I guessed. Do you remember who they were?"

Daoxin's face darkened again, and he shook his head gently: "Actually, I haven't seen them. My senior brother accidentally let it slip when he was beating me one time. They said I was lucky. If someone hadn't sent me gifts every month, I would have been the temple's cash cow, and they would have beaten me to death long ago."

Lin Zhuwei's eyes narrowed fiercely.

She didn't plan to ask any more questions, as she couldn't bear to let him recall those dark past events.

As for his life experience and the person hiding behind him, let her uncover it bit by bit.

It was Daoxin who, because of her words, held his little cheek and recalled the past carefully.

"Don't think about it, eat something first." Lin Zhuwei reminded.

"Sister!" Dao Xin suddenly shouted in surprise, "I recognize one of them!"

Lin Zhuwei's heart skipped a beat: "What does he look like?"

"No, no!" Dao Xin quickly shook his head, "I recognize the mark on his arm."

"One time, my senior brother wanted to beat me again. I was so scared that I ran as fast as I could, wanting to find the Taoist priest to seek justice. Then I found someone in the Taoist priest's room. I secretly looked inside. He had his back to me and was handing something to the Taoist priest. That's when I saw the mark on his arm."

"What does the mark look like? Can you still draw it?" Lin Zhuwei asked quickly.

"I can."

Lin Zhuwei immediately fetched the brush and ink, and Daoxin immediately began to paint seriously based on his memory.

A small sword-like emblem appeared on the paper, surrounded by some outlined patterns, but nothing special could be seen.

But that's enough!

Lin Zhuwei's eyes flashed with viciousness and cruelty. She would definitely let these people go and apologize to her master in person!