Jiang Chengjia entered the house and closed the door before he heard weak and deep breathing coming from behind.

The voice was very weak, and she immediately raised her heart and turned her head to look at the distance of the sound.

Under the faint candlelight, a figure was lying under the windowsill, feeling weak, covering his chest tightly, panting.

Her body stiffened, and her steps were completely stopped.

Jiang Chengjia looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, her mind was blank.

The man was dying, soaked in water, covered in wet body, wrapped in his pretty figure, and his crescent white gown was covered with blood.

He called out, "A Luo, come here."

Jiang Chengjia's stalemate feet moved slightly, then his heart beat constantly, and he moved towards the man tremblingly.

Lying under the windowsill, the man in the corner was illuminated by the candlelight with a pale and terrifying face.

She knelt beside him, staring at his wounds at a loss, lowered her voice and swallowed, "Is this, what's going on?"

The man frowned, swallowed his Adam's apple, and tried hard to sit up. His voice was as hoarse as choking on water: "I have no time for the time being, no time to explain to you, listen well, now Dong Daofu is just taking people around to search, and he will soon find the room where I live. If, if they find out, I am not there, you and me will be exposed. A Luo, you are so good to disguise, please help me..."

He intermittently and couldn't say a complete sentence. At this moment, he had a big white face hanging, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Jiang Chengjia covered his slightly open and closed his lips, nodded and said, "No need to say more, I understand."

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she blew the candles in the room to prevent the man's shadow from being discovered on the wall. Then she held his heavy and weak body and slowly placed it on the bed. She quickly bandaged his wounds, changed into a set of underwear, pushed him to the bottom, wrapped it in a quilt and hid it.

Ning Nanyou trusted her very much, and after the series of bandaging and dressing movements, she fell into a coma.

In the dim room, Jiang Chengjia stared at his side for a while before leaving the bed, quickly changed into a man's clothes, robe, and a bun, and looked easily changed. He put a few flat stones in his boots, then jumped out of the window, jumped into the grass, and ran towards Ning Nanyou's residence.

Dong Daofu had already taken the people to find the passenger compartment in the southwest. The servants, servants and guards were all trembling and kneeling in the garden, waiting for Deng Qing's personal soldiers to screen them one by one.

Jiang Chengjia was quick-witted. Before they could, he moved a few bricks and tiles from the roof of the dilapidated wing room and jumped in.

A subtle sound came, and the five guards guarding outside the door immediately raised their hearts and looked at each other. Several people nodded at the same time, pushed the door gently inward, and looked at the bed beside the screen. They saw that in the dark room, the man lying in the clothes snored, rolled, and one foot fell down.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door carefully, and continued to guard.

At this moment, Jiang Chengjia, who had been drilled into the bedding, was clamoring violently, as if he was about to jump out of her chest, and she was haggard and panicked.

Seeing that the guard in front of the door closed the door again, she had time to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead and lay on the couch to breathe.

Dong Daofu led his people to the southwest, and Jiang Chengjia had already heard the movement.

Not long after, a conversation came from the front of the door.

"What's going on with that young master Shao tonight?" Dong Daofu's cold and tough voice sounded.

Jiang Chengjia's heart suddenly shrank.

The guard in front of the door said, "Reported to Lord Dong, he was drunk in the courtyard and he had been resting in the room without any movement."

Dong Daofu: "Have you ever been in there?"

“See twice.”

Dong Daofu seemed to believe it, he had to see it himself before he could believe it.

So he moved away, came to the old wing room, and kicked the door suddenly. The door made a loud noise, bounced towards the brick wall behind him, making a click.

The cold wind blew in from outside.

When Dong Daofu entered the room, he immediately lit the lamp.

The lights gradually illuminated the entire room. The "man" on the bed was startled and rushed out of the bed. He murmured in dissatisfaction: "Who?"

The "Young Man" jumped up from the bed, with a hazy look, as if she was confused after being awakened.

Dong Daofu's cold eyes swept over the man, and he saw that he was wearing Muli even when he was sleeping, so he became suspicious and walked over.

The "Young Man" frowned, and his body covered by Mu Li's long gaze shook slightly. He looked at Dong Daofu, and said unhappy: "I wonder what is the purpose of Lord Dong forcing himself to break into the lower wing room at such a night?"

Dong Daofu didn't say anything, his eyes stared at him with gloomy eyes, not letting go of any clues.

His body trembled slightly, and Dong Daofu thought he was shaking due to pain, so he ignored etiquette and reached out toward the Muli wearing the "Young Man" head.

The "man" on the bed quickly avoided, and his hoarse and low voice became even colder: "What is Mr. Dong doing? I didn't see the true face of my uncle in the court today. Are you going to force the secret of my uncle now?"

Dong Daofu's left hand was hanging in the air, and he didn't catch the veil of this man, and he was stunned. When he approached the man, he smelled a very faint smell of blood. His keen sense of smell immediately forced him to think that this man was the guest in black who fell into the lake.

So he drew his sword toward him without saying a word and slashed at the man.

The sharp silver sword cut the hair rope above the "Young Man"'s head. Mu Li was instantly picked up and broken in half. The long yarn was torn from the middle, revealing the true appearance of the "Young Man".

When Dong Daofu met those beautiful eyes, he was stunned.

These eyes were filled with anger at this moment, and they endured it and did not immediately erupt.

He was suddenly there, and the unyielding suspicion in his heart was now shattered.

The "Young man" clenched the muli gauze in half, threw the cold eyes at Dong Daofu, and said in a depressing manner: "Mr. Dong? No matter how humble my identity is, you are the ones you general invite to the house. Is this your way of hospitality?"

Dong Daofu was stunned, his face was a little nervous, he coughed lightly, took the silver sword back to his waist, bowed his hand and fisted, and said lightly: "It's rude."

He turned around and was about to leave, but the "young man" was not ready to forgive him. He stepped forward and reached out to grab the person, shouting, "I spared my dormancy, and I want to leave like this?"

Dong Daofu noticed the hands coming from behind, and his divine steps moved slightly. He paused his body, clamped the man's wrists, turned around smoothly, and held the "young man"'s arms and hands behind him.

The "Young Man" was shocked with pain, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he suppressed it. The anger in his eyes finally couldn't be suppressed: "Mr. Dong?! What exactly are you going to do?"

Dong Daofu was a little slower, so he suddenly let go of the "youth", with his eyes full of confusion and a deep look, and he quickly denied his guess before he came.

This young merchant has no martial arts skills, and he can't even avoid the capture he just now. Moreover, he doesn't seem to be injured. It seems that he is not the one tonight.

Dong Daof quickly let go of his frown, clasped his fists and saluted at the "Young man", and said coldly: "Mr. Dong is rude to Mr. Shao in order to capture the thief in the mansion. Please forgive me."

The "Young Man" was frustrated and angry, his face turned red. Seeing that Dong Daofu left his house with people without looking back, his eyes were so angry that he was so angry that his eyes were red.

After the doors of the wing room were closed, the "young man" pretending to be angry suddenly stretched out his tight face and returned to his calm expression.

That scene just now was performed well.

Jiang Chengjia felt relieved in her heart, and then blew out the candles inside the room. Seeing that the outside of the room had calmed down, she rested on the bed for a long time before she dared to get up and sneak out of the room again.

The guard in front of the door was quietly discussing what tonight, but he saw with his own eyes that Mr. Shao in the wing room was unscathed, so he put his guard down on him and did not notice the slightest sound coming from the window.

Jiang Chengjia was running around in the cold autumn and was already sweating when she returned to the wing room of Xiaolou Pavilion.

She was worried about Ning Nanyou's injuries and was anxious.

Pushing the window, she quietly crawled into the house.

The guest in black who eavesdropped on the secret tonight was a man, so Xiaolouting has not been included in the search scope by Dong Daofu.

But if Dong Daofu doesn't come to search at this moment, it doesn't mean that he will not come to search the Xiaolou Pavilion after he checked the entire Deng Mansion. This person will definitely find clues, become suspicious, and bring people to investigate the place.

The young man who was unconscious in bed had a high fever at this moment and his whole body kept shaking.

Jiang Chengjia secretly fetched a basin of water and found a few pieces of cotton cloth in the room, trying to reduce his fever.

He was injured everywhere, although not very deep, but because he fell into the cold lotus lake in autumn and got into the cold air, his injuries were aggravated at this moment.

Jiang Chengjia was not untied from taking care of her. As the sky was about to dawn, the man was still burning and unable to wake up, so he became more and more anxious.

She put on makeup on him again, disguised herself as Shao Qian, and found him a set of clothes and put them on for him with difficulty.

She held the husband in her arms, constantly rubbed the cold sweat on his forehead, pricked up her ears to listen to the movements outside, and did not dare to relax for a moment.

Dong Daofu, who was rushing around and searching all over the mansion, found no clues, was particularly irritable and gloomy at this moment.

He headed to Qinglu.

Deng Qing was waiting for him in court.

Dong Daofu was so angry that his face turned yellow and he said depressedly: "Lord, neither of the two guests in black have been found."

Deng Qing looked at him, let go of the chill in his eyes, and said casually: "Forget it, these two people are very skilled in martial arts and can escape from your hands, which shows that their ability is indeed great."

Dong Daofu was silent, lowered his head, clasped his hands tightly, and after a long time, he suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Lord, there is still one place I haven't checked."

Deng Qing's eyebrows jumped lightly, and the cold light swept to his face and said lightly: "Do you want to talk about Xiaolouting?"

Dong Daofu nodded.
Chapter completed!