The tiles on the house beside him thrust, and it seemed so harsh in the dark night. Aruo covered his ears and his body trembled.

Qin Qiushui turned around and patted the little maid's arm to show comfort. Instead, she looked at the source of the sound and saw a man in black rolling down from the roof. In addition to the loud noise of his hitting the ground, the man could not resist such a huge impact.

"Girl, don't go over." Aruo took her girl's arm, and she was always very cautious, and she blurted out without thinking: "The person who rolled down from the roof in the middle of the night is definitely not a good thing. Maybe she is still a criminal arrested by the government!"

Qin Qiushui smiled faintly, his voice seemed to be very light, but he was very firm: "If I delayed a person for the sake of not necessarily, then I would feel uneasy."

She approached the masked man in black, and the man seemed to feel someone approaching and supported himself with difficulty. However, the injury was too serious and everything was futile: "Don't come over, otherwise I will kill you."

"Um..." Then there was a gasp and his wound cracked again.

"I can't move, but your injuries should be dealt with in time." Qin Qiushui looked at the man in front of him with the thin light in the night. He was so cautious about others and said that he would talk about the murder and immediately understand his identity.

Even though he was wearing black clothes, the blood color was not conspicuous, but the flow of the undried liquid was not something that color could block, and the pungent smell of blood was also not something that could be disguised by black.

Qin Qiushui said in a deep voice: "As a killer, are you still afraid of a weak woman? Treat the wound first. If you are still worried about what I have leaked, you can kill me."

Qin Qiushui called the reluctant Aruo, and the two carried him into Miaochun Hall together.

"Girl, aren't you afraid that after he is healed, he will be repaid with grudges?" Aruo looked at Zhao Han in a hurry to take out the medicine box, but he was confused about the gauze medicine jar. He asked with some helplessness but worry.

Qin Qiushui looked at Zhao Han's slightly clumsy movements with his eyes, but he did not forget to answer: "He spoke so hard at that time. Killing people was just the last step." As for what happened afterwards, he had no reason to attack the people in the clinic, right?

"I see."

However, none of the three of them expected that the killer of unknown origin would fall asleep for three days as soon as he slept. It was the fourth day until Qin Qiushui came to Miaochun Hall.

"If you have any medicinal materials you need, just use them. As for his situation, don't mention them to anyone." Qin Qiushui turned around and made sure that the hat was wearing it just right before leaving Miaochun Hall.

Facing the warm sun, she felt a little hesitant. Is this person a good person? Is it right or wrong to save him?

Qin Qiushui suddenly felt a little confused and just hoped that everything would be heard when his injury healed.

At this time, there was noisy inside and outside the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion. All of this was because their new neighbor, Su Yunqi, was about to move in.

Ling Yao's body was still not very refreshing, but due to the face of the major general, he still stood up with the people in the Ling family.

Ling Yue followed her brother Ling Jue, constantly tugging at her own strength, but instead felt panic because of Su Yunqi's arrival.

In short, I haven't seen Wuying for a long time. I was thinking that no matter what, I could meet before Su Yunqi moved in, so I could discuss a countermeasure.

"Hey, here, here." Zhiqiu stood behind Ling Yue and shook Ling Yue's arm hard.

Ling Yue was a little absent-minded and asked vaguely: "Who is here?"

Xia Sang couldn't help but sneer, but his eyes were already hooked by the handsome boy: "It's Major General Su, he's here."

The dark crowd really moved towards them. Su Yunqi waved and told everyone: "You go and clean up first."

Several people and horses each carried their things and dispersed, while Su Yunqi bowed to Pingyang Hou in accordance with the rules: "Yunqi met Ling Shibo."

Su Yunqi, a child, was humble, and Pingyang Hou was extremely happy to him: "No need to be polite. If you have anything to do if you need help, even if you have someone to do it."

"Then, Yunqi will thank the deceased uncle for his kindness first." When Su Yunqi raised his eyes again, he unconsciously swung past the crowd. Without any effort, he saw Ling Yue, who was lowering his head at first sight.

Unlike a group of people who are looking forward to it, they are either envious or a little jealous. In either case, they are a scene he is used to.

She is still so unique, but why is she a little sad?

Su Yunqi felt depressed and harsh words hurt Liu Yuehan. The words he said to Ling Yue must have really hurt her. So now, he can't open his heart to accept him.

"Girl!" Zhiqiu made the bed neatly, tilted his head and looked at Ling Yue who was lying slanted by the window: "Why are you in a bad mood? Could it be because of the Major General?"

"Su Yunqi?" Ling Yue shook her head for a moment: "It looks like I am like that kind of petty person?"

Zhiqiu deliberately tilted his head and thought for a long time, "Then let me take a good look." As he said that, he was about to come forward.

Ling Yue rubbed her face: "You are really thinking about it right. I am just a petty person. I don't know, are you?"

Seeing Ling Yue still having the intention to joke, I thought it was because of a bad mood. Zhiqiu yawned: "Whatever the girl says is, the maid will leave first!"

In fact, Ling Yue wanted to hear this sentence, but she was not good to put it over and over again to avoid causing suspicion.

"I'm not sleeping yet, but you turn around and tell them that you don't have to stay in the corridor tonight." Ling Yue didn't want to be distracted to deal with anything anymore.

Zhiqiu hesitated a little and wanted to persuade him, but in the end he opened his mouth: "Yes."

No matter how hard the pear blossoms and begonias in Jinyu Garden are, Ling Yue has never seen Wuying for a long time.

To be honest, don't worry about it being fake.

"Wuying?" Ling Yue put her hands beside her mouth, and she shouted tentatively, but is there still no response?

She was about to turn around and leave in disappointment, but the silk was raised by the wind and crawled into the back of her neck, which was itchy for a moment.

"Master." Wuying appeared behind Ling Yue, still maintaining the same posture as kneeling on one knee in the past.

"You're here." Ling Yue couldn't help but reach out to help.

It is also difficult to keep accustomed to the shadowless gift. Ling Yue took a lot of time to get used to it.

But after all this time, everything was defeated.

His fingers seemed to have touched something accidentally, and frowned invisibly.

"Are you injured?" Ling Yue couldn't believe the scene in front of her.
Chapter completed!