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

A snake as thick as a wrist was baring its fangs and claws at her feet. If she hadn't stepped on the snake's neck, restricting the rotation of its head, she would have been bitten.

His face turned pale, his heart started to panic, his foot twisted, and Lin Zhuwei was so scared that he rolled down the hillside.

His body brushed against thorny bushes and slid over sharp stones. The tremendous pain made Lin Zhuwei's mind a mess. He didn't stop rolling until he seemed to fall into a pit.

Lin Zhuwei forced himself to calm down, and in the light of day, he realized that he had fallen into a trap dug by a hunter. Fortunately, this was an abandoned pit, otherwise if he had been caught in a vise, he would have died of tetanus.

Her left foot was cut by a sharp stone and bleeding. She untied the backpack, and fortunately it was sturdy, and the herbs inside were all there.

Lin Zhuwei took a piece of Trillium, crushed it with his mouth, and applied it to the wound. The whole plant of Trillium can be used as medicine, and it has excellent effects on analgesia, hemostasis, swelling, and trauma.

After bandaging the wound, Lin Zhuwei looked around and thought about climbing out of the trap. However, although the pit was not deep, she sprained her ankle and it was inconvenient for her to move. She simply sat down with her knees hugged to rest to avoid wasting energy.

Who would have thought that it would suddenly rain heavily when the weather was sunny just a moment ago? The weather before and after the Double Ninth Festival is changeable, and the rain is cold and chilly. Lin Zhu has no choice but to avoid it, and he is soaked and miserable.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that Abu was smart enough to bring people to rescue her.

As expected, Abu did not disappoint her. When he saw that it was raining heavily and his young mistress was nowhere to be seen, he was shocked and ran to Fu Junyan's courtyard in a hurry.

Wu Er stopped him at the door: "A Bu, what's the matter with the rush?"

"Manager Wu, where is the young master? I have something urgent to report to him." Abu said in a panic with a pale face.

"Master is bathing, why are you in such a hurry?"

"The young lady went to the back mountain to collect herbs, and she hasn't come back yet. I'm worried something has happened!" Abu quickly explained the cause of the incident in a crying voice.

Wu Er also became anxious when he heard this, and quickly said: "Wait a moment, I will report to the young master."

"Master, something happened to the young mistress." Wu Er said hurriedly through the screen.

There was a sound of water splashing behind the screen, and Fu Junyan quickly came out from inside, his clothes disheveled, with a belt tied casually, and frowned as he asked, "What's going on?"

"A Bu said that the young lady went to the back mountain to collect herbs for the old lady to treat her rheumatism. But now it is raining heavily and the young lady has not returned yet..."

Fu Junyan's face changed and he strode out. Wu Er quickly held up an umbrella and chased after him.

"Go and call all the guards out to help look for her." Fu Junyan paused and said, "Leave two people in grandma's room."

There were not many guards in the villa to begin with, and even if all the men were sent out, there would not be many people left.

Wu Er replied yes and quickly turned back to explain these things to A Bu. Seeing that his young master's clothes were in disarray, he hurried back to the room to find a coat and caught up with him to put it on.

The young master is really anxious.

The belt of the shirt was not tied properly.

This was the second time he saw the young master in such a messy state, and both times were for the young mistress.

Old Madam Fu soon learned that Lin Zhuwei had disappeared in the mountains, and she became extremely anxious.

"Why did this girl go up the mountain by herself? She said she had a way to alleviate my symptoms, and I thought she was joking."

"Grand aunt, don't worry. Brother Yan has already brought people to look for her. My sister-in-law is a lucky person, and she will be fine." He Zhilan comforted her.

"I hope so. It's rare for a girl to be so filial. It really makes me look at her in a new light." Old Madam Fu sighed.

"Yes, great aunt should reward my sister-in-law well." He Zhilan smiled.

After that, everyone was silent and waited anxiously for news.

"Young lady!"

"Young Madam! Where are you?"

"Young Madam! If you heard me, please say something back!"

A group of people holding umbrellas and torches searched anxiously on the mountain. When they came to three forks in the road, Fu Junyan ordered them to disperse and search.

He chose the mountain road ahead, and Wu Er followed closely behind him. Soon they came across two forks in the road.

Fu Junyan said in a deep voice: "Go over there."

"But Master..."

"go with!"

Seeing the hidden anger emanating from Fu Junyan, Wu Er could only obey the order and go their separate ways.

The rain washed the mountain road into mud, making it difficult to walk.

Because of the heavy rain, the voices of the crowd were drowned out by the sound of the rain.

As time passed, Fu Junyan began to get anxious. His brows were tightly furrowed, his face was a little pale, and his heart was tightly gripped.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. There was a piece of light blue clothing hanging on the bushes in the distance. He picked it up and touched it, and found that the material was very good. He was sure that it was from Lin Zhuwei's clothes.

Fu Junyan raised the torch and shook it, looking down the hillside. The hillside was not shaking. Without hesitation, he moved the bushes at his feet and walked down the hillside.

"Yu Shaoruo! Are you there?" Fu Junyan frowned and called out.

"Fu Junyan! I'm here!" Seeing the flickering light of the torch, Lin Zhuwei was very surprised. He struggled to stand up from the pit, lay down on the edge of the pit, waved his hands and shouted.

Fu Junyan quickly quickened his pace and trotted over, squatted down and looked at her in the light of the fire, then looked around again.

"Don't move, I'll pull you up first."

He put the torch and umbrella aside, then reached out to pull Lin Zhuwei out of the pit. The moment Lin Zhuwei climbed out of the pit, he did not use his hands to gain momentum, and suddenly pushed Fu Junyan to the ground.

Both of them were wet, their clothes were thin, and their skin was almost touching each other. The two big lumps of flesh on Lin Zhuwei's chest were still tightly pressed against Fu Junyan's chest.

The soft and elastic touch made Fu Junyan shudder all over and his face turned red instantly.

As if he had touched poison, Fu Junyan almost pushed Lin Zhuwei away, causing Lin Zhuwei, who had not yet reacted, to fall back into the pit from the edge.

Oh shit!

This secondary injury came too suddenly! What bad luck!

Lin Zhuwei groaned in pain and screamed, "Fu Junyan! If you want to take this opportunity to bury me alive, then I'll kill you!"

Fu Junyan was so embarrassed that he wanted to pick his feet.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain, so he simply jumped into the pit, helped her up and said, "I'll lift you up first."

Lin Zhuwei gritted her teeth and glared at him. Fu Junyan walked behind her, put his arms around her legs, lifted her up first, and then he climbed up by holding onto the edge of the pit.

Fu Junyan let out a sigh of relief, squatted down and carefully examined Lin Zhuwei, and found that although she had many scars and was covered in mud, fortunately she was not seriously injured.

She was soaked all over, and her fair skin was exposed through her thin clothes.

Fu Junyan couldn't help but hold his breath.