The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

What did not "disappoint" Yun Mujiu was that someone else came at this time, and judging from the deliberately light yet orderly footsteps he heard, the person who came was a killer with good martial arts skills, and he was running towards this small shabby house.

Yun Mujiu cursed softly and immediately adjusted his state.

As a special military doctor, she has encountered countless troubles. Not only does she have to save people, but she also has to kill people. Yun Mujiu never complains about the environment, but relies on her own efforts to live out herself!

She was originally just an ordinary lady from an official family, and the people who escorted her before her death were just ordinary hooligans. Now no one would know that she was still alive, so no one would immediately send assassins to kill her.

The person who came had bad intentions and should be targeting this young man of noble status.

Even if there were no mandatory regulations for saving lives in the medical system, since Yun Mujiu had saved this man's life, he would definitely save him to the end.

In just a few seconds, Yun Mujiu quickly analyzed his current condition and made defensive preparations.

Yun Mujiu quickly ran to the back of a closet, squatted down, and retreated to a dark corner. Just now, this was a blind spot that was not easily discovered by others coming in from the door.

Yun Mujiu squatted in the leftmost corner of the room, holding his breath, while the man in purple was lying in the rightmost corner, but there was no shelter in front of him.

In an instant, the killer arrived.

The killer was a burly man, dressed entirely in black, even his face was covered with black gauze, revealing only his fierce, narrow eyes.

The killer's eyes widened, and as he looked around the house to observe the situation, he took a deep breath and swung his sword towards the man in purple.

Seeing the killer's footsteps getting louder and closer to the purple-clothed man, Yun Mujiu suddenly threw the small but sharp scalpel in his hand towards the killer's head.

The sudden attack caught the killer off guard. He tilted his head and the scalpel passed over his face, leaving a shallow wound that oozed blood. The mask on his face also fell off. It was an ordinary face, but with an ugly and vicious look.

The killer was furious and rushed towards Yun Mujiu with his sword. Seeing that Yun Mujiu was just a thin woman, the killer paused for a moment, and a trace of mockery and contempt flashed across his eyes.

Before the killer got close, Yun Mujiu had already run a few steps towards the door, turned around and threw a handful of powder at the killer.

The killer was stunned. He never thought that Yun Mujiu, a weak woman, would have these things on her.

He frowned and wanted to hold his breath, but it was too late. He inhaled the poisonous powder in an instant.

While the killer was panicking after inhaling the powder, Yun Mujiu shot out the anesthetic from the syringe in his hand.

With a "whoosh", the needle tip pierced the killer's chest, and the killer fell to the ground and fainted.

Yun Mujiu had just arrived and didn't want to blindly cause trouble outside. She was most careful to save her life. So she didn't kill anyone, but just made the killer unconscious, then tied him up with hemp rope in the house and threw him aside. He wouldn't wake up for a few days. As for how others would deal with it, it was not within her consideration.

After confirming that the killer was unconscious, Yun Mujiu stepped forward, pulled out the syringe, and threw it into the doctor's system for destruction. She didn't want others to know that there was such a thing in ancient society.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one. A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

Finally, she solved another big problem. Yun Mujiu was so tired that she felt dizzy. She looked out of the house and blinked her dry dark eyes. After resting for a quarter of an hour, she finally recovered.

There's no way. This body is really too weak now. A series of things are almost overwhelming this frail body.

It was getting dark, and Yun Mujiu had to hurry and rush back to the Prime Minister's Mansion according to the route he remembered.

The snow became lighter, and Yun Mujiu saw a small group of people riding horses not far away. Each of them was wearing silver armor and had a long sword on their waist. They must be on a mission or to complete some task.

Yun Mujiu heard one of them shouting: "The master is wearing light purple embroidered clothes today, and his leg is seriously injured. Everyone must find the master as soon as possible!"

Yun Mujiu frowned slightly, thinking that these people should be the subordinates of the man in purple.

They were running towards the wooden house, and Yun Mujiu also had his own things to do. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he had to leave here immediately.

Yun Mujiu looked inside the house and decisively jumped out of the window.

A moment after she left, the purple-clothed man moved his right fingertips slightly and blinked his long black eyelashes gently a few times.

After traveling all the way, Yun Mujiu finally arrived at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion before dusk.

At this time, the sun was setting and there were fewer people on the street.

In addition, her clothes were tattered and her long hair almost covered her face, making her look like a little beggar, so no one noticed her. Even so, Yun Mujiu did not blindly move forward, but observed the situation from a distance.

She closed her eyes and recalled some of the original owner's past.

It is now the 22nd year of Ye Haolian in the Zhongyue Dynasty, and her adoptive father Yun Boliang is the prime minister of Zhongyue Kingdom.

Her mother died giving birth to her, and Yun Boliang immediately married his new wife, Ye Qingyan. Everyone in the Yun family looked down on Yun Mujiu, the eldest daughter born to the original wife, and she lived a life worse than a servant.

Yun Mujiu's heart trembled when he thought of this. The original owner had lived such a miserable and painful life from childhood to adulthood.

But since she has traveled through time to the original owner by chance, she will cherish this life, live for the original owner, and help her get revenge.

After opening his eyes, Yun Mujiu's gaze became clearer and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

There will be a lot of exciting shows coming up, so just wait and see!

Relying on the route he remembered, Yun Mujiu slipped into the small gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, quietly avoided the servants passing by in the mansion, and finally successfully entered his own courtyard, Mengyuexuan.

Fortunately, no one usually pays attention to her, and there are very few servants in her courtyard. The only two are sent by the second lady Yun Shirou to "supervise" Yun Mujiu. And now they are not in the courtyard. Yun Mujiu has suffered a lot from the servants before.

The more Yun Mujiu thought about it, the angrier he became, and sparks flashed in his eyes.

The original owner was too weak! How could she endure such a life for so long? But it was not the original owner's fault. After all, no one taught her or loved her since she was born.

Now that Yun Mujiu is missing, Mengyuexuan where Yun Mujiu lives is deserted, which makes it convenient for Yun Mujiu to come back.

Pushing open the door, Yun Mujiu raised his eyes and glanced at the room. Although the space was large, it looked quite simple. The only decorative vases and screens looked gaudy.

She lit the candles in the house, went to the yard to fetch a basin of water and washed herself. After washing her face, she simply wiped her body.

Then I picked out a piece of plain-colored clothing from the closet and put it on, and I was almost done.

Yun Mujiu was sitting in front of the mirror and was about to comb her hair, but the next second she couldn't help but cry out "Ouch".

"Oh my god, why do I look like this?"

Under the dim candlelight, Yun Mujiu sat in front of an octagonal mirror inlaid with mother-of-pearl.

The person in the mirror had black hair as black as lacquer and thin temples that fell on her shoulders. Her oval face was adorned with slender black eyebrows, her face was beautiful and clear, and her small and delicate hump nose made her look even more lovely and bright.

Of course, if you ignore the big black birthmark on the right half of her face and the two big lumps on her forehead, she still looks beautiful in a unique way.

Yun Mujiu smiled gently and found that she had two shallow dimples.

The key is to ignore the ugly birthmark on his face and the big bump on his forehead. This appearance is exactly what the modern Yun Mujiu looked like when he was 18 years old!

So maybe this is the fate of two lives.

Yun Mujiu felt a little warm in her heart, and even her face looked gentler and more peaceful. She picked up a silver orchid hairpin from the dressing table and simply tied her hair into a simple and elegant hairstyle.

Although she was very tired, she couldn't rest yet. She had to clean up before meeting the guests! But most importantly, she wanted to tidy herself up and make herself clean and comfortable. After all, as a doctor, her mysophobia was quite serious.

As expected, Yun Mujiu planned. Before she saw the person, she heard their voices first, and the laughter of a man and a woman reached her ears.

With a bang, a group of people pushed the door open roughly.