Daliang female chief assistant

Her back was already a bloody mess.

Drenched in cold sweat, breathing weakly.

As she was dying, she heard Xiao Yuanlang's voice sternly say to the secret guard: "Drag her out and throw her outside the county government gate."

"Yes."

His hands were held by people, one left and one right, and he was dragged outside.

Suddenly, "Slow down."

The outward movement stopped.

A steady footstep sounded.

She heard Xiao Yuanlang squatting down in front of her, and then, a big palm with distinct bones stretched into her arms.

Not long after, there was an account book in her arms.

That's what Xiao Yuanlang got from Zhang Mao'an.

Then, she completely lost consciousness.

In the county government office, Wen Yuting just ordered people to spread the news of Zhou Shu's serious illness.

Qiu Min hurriedly came in from the outside to report.

"Young Master, Miss Hongying is covered in cuts and bruises, her flesh is bloody, and she is lying dying outside the county office at this moment."

Hearing this, Wen Yuting's eyes flickered slightly, and his tone was hurried.

"Bring her in quickly."

"Yes."

Not long after, Qiu Min and three other soldiers came in carrying Hong Ying.

Gently lay her flat on the ground.

Hongying groaned in pain, raised her eyelids with difficulty, and looked at Wen Yuting who was standing with her eyebrows frowned.

"Little Marquis..."

Before she finished speaking, Wen Yuting interrupted her in a calm voice.

"You're seriously injured, so stop talking." After that, he beckoned Qiu Min to carry her back to the room.

And Hongying took a deep breath, "I have medicine on me."

After finishing speaking, he passed out.

Wen Yuting gave Qiumin a wink, Qiumin received it, bent down and took out a small porcelain bottle from Hongying's body, poured out a pill, and fed it to her.

After she took it, her breathing gradually calmed down, and Qiu Min was about to put the medicine bottle back where it was, when she caught a glimpse of a book with a dark blue cover.

He turned his head and glanced at Wen Yuting quickly.

"Young Master?"

Wen Yuting's eyes were deep, "Send Hongying girl back to the room first."

Qiu Min hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing, and carried Hongying back to the room with others.

After Qiu Min and others went down, Wen Yuting's expression suddenly turned cold. He changed his clothes and left quietly through the back door of the county government office.

Carefully avoiding people's eyes and ears all the way, secretly came to the Epidemic People's Square.

In the Epidemic Square, Zhou Shu was lying ill on the couch at the moment, when he heard the sound of the window, he was startled.

His back was stiff, his right hand held an empty fist against his lips, and his left hand secretly pinched his thigh under the quilt.

"Cough cough cough-"

Tears were coughed up.

Hearing her piercing cough, Wen Yuting walked to the table without saying a word, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to her.

"It's me, drink some water."

As his words fell, a pair of joints were clearly defined, and the slender finger bones came into Zhou Shu's eyes.

She looked up tearfully.

His eyes were blushing, "Young Master."

"En." Wen Yuting hummed, and kept his eyes away, "Hongying is back."

"So fast?" she was surprised.

At the end, she nodded again, "I think the people behind her can't wait."

"By the way, Young Master, has Hongying seen her brother? How is it?"

Wen Yuting didn't answer her words, lifted up his robe, and sat down on the chair.

"She was seriously injured and was thrown at the gate of the county government office. It was Qiu Min who found her first and carried her in." He said suddenly.

Zhou Shu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"Is this a bitter trick?" There was some uncertainty in his eyes.

Wen Yuting couldn't say well either.

The timing of Hongying's appearance was really too coincidental.

He frowned and shook his head, "Now we only know what happened to her when she wakes up."

Zhou Shu nodded in agreement.

"Regardless of whether this is a bitter trick by the people behind her, little duke, you and I must not take it lightly."

"Don't worry, Ben Hou knows it well." Wen Yuting's eyes fell on her fair neck inadvertently, and then quickly moved away.

"The Marquis came here today to inform you about this, just to let you know what's in your mind and make plans early."

Zhou Shu: "The lower official understands."

After finishing what he was about to say, Wen Yuting had no reason to stay any longer.

He put his hands on his knees, slightly clenched into fists.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down in a circle, and finally suppressed the complicated emotions in his eyes, and got up to say goodbye.

When he came back from Epidemic Square, Qiu Min greeted him.

"Young Master, Miss Hongying has come to her senses and said that she has something to ask to see you."

Hearing this, Wen Yuting raised his chin: "Lead the way ahead."

"Young Master, this way please."

Qiu Min made a "please" gesture and led the way ahead.

Wen Yuting put his hands behind his back and followed him to Hongying's courtyard.

As soon as he walked outside the door, he heard a weak questioning voice from inside.

It was Hongying's voice.

She asked Fu Xiu: "Fu Xiu, you are by the side of the young master, are you okay?"

"Ah?" Fu Xiu was stunned by her sudden question, his eyes widened blankly, unable to recover for a while.

"Before, Master Zhou was angry and wanted to give you to the young master?" Seeing that Fu Xiu didn't understand what she meant, Hongying explained again, "I heard that the young master is the number one playboy in the capital. , you served him by his side, did you feel wronged?"

The last sentence seems a bit unbearable.

Hongying bit her lip, "Did he do that to you?"

After the words fell, Wen Yuting outside the door laughed angrily.

"Ah--"

Hongying and Fuxiu in the room were startled when they heard the voice.

Especially when he flicked his sleeves, his face was as red as a boiled crab, and he lowered his head, not daring to take a look at Wen Yuting who came in from the outside with the air-conditioning all over his body.

"Young Master." She called softly.

On the other hand, Hongying, with a cold face and a pair of Qiushui Qiutong, glared at Wen Yuting slightly angrily.

"Young Lord, eavesdropping on people's conversations is not what a gentleman does?"

"Heh—" Hearing this, Wen Yuting raised the corners of his lips coldly, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "In Miss Hongying's heart, this Marquis is already the number one playboy in the capital, so how can I be a gentleman?"

"But you can't either..."

"What can't be done?" Wen Yuting interrupted her next words, "Can't eavesdrop? Or can't be frivolous and promiscuous?"

In the end, Wen Yuting's voice became completely cold, without a trace of warmth.

Seeing that Hongying was so angry that she wanted to defend herself, she hurriedly stopped her with a flick of her sleeve, "Miss Hongying, you misunderstood."

She bit her lower lip, quite embarrassed.

"Young master, he has never bullied me, and the son is not really going to give me to the young master, Miss Hongying, thank you for your kindness, I appreciate it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yuting beside her snorted coldly in a very strong tone.

But Hongying felt ashamed when she heard her words, and felt sorry for Zhou Shu in her heart.

He asked Wen Yuting anxiously, "Master Zhou, is Mr. Zhou still in good health?"

Hearing that she suddenly cared about Zhou Shu's body, Wen Yuting frowned solemnly and sighed.

"Her body is already weak, and now she is infected with the plague, and her life is even more critical. This morning, a message was sent from the Epidemic Square, saying that her condition suddenly worsened last night, and she vomited blood continuously, and now she is on the verge of death."

"My lord, what happened? When I went to see her the day before yesterday, she was fine..." Okay.