Ning Nanyou let go of Lu Xun and instructed in a deep voice: "Qianshan, if you investigate this matter with Lu Xun, you must find out the murderer who injured his wife."

His tone was firm and determined, and there was a faint anger in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear the person who had hurt Jiang Chengjia into pieces.

Qianshan's resentment towards him was slightly relieved.

Lu Xun rubbed the place on his arm that was twisted by the husband in aggrievedly, and responded dejectedly: "No."

Ning Nanyou added another heavy sentence: "If the murderer cannot be found, I am the only one who asks me."

Lu Xun raised his head instantly, tremblingly, and replied in a manner: "I promise. I will never let down the entrusted lord."

The husband's face was gloomy, and it was like a dark cloud covering him, bringing a burst of chill.

So much so that when Lu Xun came out of the house, he still felt that his head was pitch black.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Qianshan stepped forward and comforted him: "General Lu doesn't have to worry. If you carefully investigate the entry and exit situation in the city, you will definitely find out the real murderer behind the scenes."

She felt ashamed of this.

It was obvious that this person did not exist, but Qianshan had to make up this.

She didn't want any misunderstandings between Jiang Chengjia and Ning Nanyou to arise because of these unexplainable things.

Lu Xun nodded in response and replied, "Miss Qianshan, please feel at ease. Neither the lord nor I will let go of this thief who injured the Queen easily, and will definitely seek justice for him."

Inside the house, Ning Nanyou, who had returned to peace, leaned on the couch pillow for a long time, staring at the mess in the room, and his heart was filled with sorrow.

Even though Qianshan had described the scene at the time of the incident in detail, he still felt something was wrong.

The ancient screen fell to the ground, and the picture of the lady was also broken. How could he have no reaction at all when there was such a big noise in the house?

Unless someone gave him enough medicine in advance, he would have noticed it and woke up from the moment the man in black approached.

However, his meals were prepared carefully by Jiang Chengjia himself.

The incense burner in this house was also housed by Jiang Chengjia.

Others have almost no chance to tamper with his meals and incense. How did the person who assassinated him do it?

Ning Nanyou thought for a while and couldn't find a suitable reason to explain everything abnormal.

He tried to get up from the bed, trying to see the messy battle traces in front of the Mingtang.

He endured the severe pain in the wound on his chest, held everything around him that could support him to stand up, and moved it out of the curtain step by step.

He half-kneeled on the ground, carefully checked the picture of the broken screen lady, and tapped the place where it was originally standing, only to find that the distance between the two was puzzling. No matter how powerful the martial arts were, it would never be possible to knock a living person so far with the Jinnan ancient wooden screen that weighed a lot. Moreover, Jiang Chengjia had a very deep internal force, so it was not easy to knock her away.

Just looking at this point, Ning Nan was puzzled.

He looked at the bump marks left on the roof of the beam again, his cold eyes shrank, and he felt even more ridiculous.

The pillar had an extremely obvious depression at a height of him. It was obviously caused by a violent impact.

But the beams and columns are hard, so it is extremely difficult to form such traces.

He could not imagine what kind of fierce and terrifying blow Jiang Chengjia had suffered at that time?

When he thought of this, his heart felt like he was tearing.

Ning Nanyou leaned on the edge of the door and rested for a while, continuing to check for the missing points.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that the person who entered the mansion to attack him and Jiang Chengjia today was a terrifying existence.

This manpower is extremely powerful and has deep internal strength. Judging from the impact of beams and pillars, his body should be very tall and strong. His martial arts should have reached its peak and he is afraid that no one in the Jiuzhou Continent will be his opponent.

Ning Nanyou became more and more worried about Jiang Chengjia's injuries, so he ignored his weakness and immediately pushed open the door and walked outside the house.

Looking at the distance between the guest compartment opposite and the master bedroom, he felt his scalp numb.

The husband exhaled deeply, endured the trembling all over, and moved towards the passenger compartment step by step as if stepping on the tip of a knife.

At this time, the girl lying on the short couch in the guest room had survived two severe pains and got a little better. She was sweating all over, and her whole body was in a tremor, curled up in the corner and was very embarrassed.

Qianshan was taking care of her, and seeing her in this way, she felt like a knife was shattered.

The soup simmered in the small hanging stove has been cooked.

She carefully put two medicines of different natures in bowls, sat beside Jiang Chengjia with a meal, and called softly: "Girl... If you can hold on, you can help but drink the medicine, and maybe you will be better."

Jiang Chengjia, who was trapped in circulating pain, was confused and could not hear what Qianshan said clearly. Hearing the strong bitter Chinese medicine smell from his nose, the girl instinctively resisted.

Since she entered the world and looked for Fu Yang, she has been hurt repeatedly and her body has become worse day by day. She relied on decoctions to prolong her life. She really disliked this extremely bitter potion.

Qianshan knew that she didn't want to drink medicine, but seeing that she was suffering from this pain, she made up her mind, held the medicine bowl, drove her arms and legs together, forcibly controlling the trembling girl and poured her medicine into her.

Jiang Chengjia was confused and didn't know who clamped her. The bitter medicine was in her mouth, which made her whole body tremble and she struggled hard.

She waved her arms and danced.

Seeing her resisting so much, Qian Shan even more sadly said, "Girl... If you don't drink medicine, the injuries on your body will not be healed... You are obedient and drink the medicine... okay?"

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she felt sad. She murmured several times, almost crying.

Jiang Chengjia was so obstructive that Qianshan was not allowed to take the bowl close to the slightest.

As the two of them were pushed away, a hot potion poured out of the bowl and fell on the struggling girl. She twitched violently, let out a low growl in her throat, and her pale little face wrinkled into a ball.

Qianshan immediately put down the Chinese medicine bowl and saw a slight redness on her skin like cream. She felt as painful as a cone of her heart and cried, "Girl... don't do this. Qianshan can't believe you like this. Girl, can you hear me?"

She was sobbing and crying, and she was in a state of dismay.

When they were helpless and were in a dilemma, they suddenly heard a creaking sound coming from the door of the passenger compartment.

The tall and hunched man limped over from outside the door.

His clothes were messy, his belt was tilted around his waist, his forehead was full of sweat, his face was pale and ugly, and he walked towards the bead curtain hanging inside.

Qianshan poked her head out to see. When she saw Ning Nanyou, she was shocked.

The white shirt on the husband's chest was dyed scarlet and his face was bad, but his eyebrows did not clench, gritted his teeth and stood in front of her, and asked with great difficulty, "How is she?"

Qianshan was stunned. Seeing that Langjun staring at the girl in her arms, she hurriedly replied: "My daughter... she felt ache all over her body. But she refused to take medicine. I don't know what to do."

Ning Nanyou endured the cracked pain in the chest injury, sat down beside her, stared at the two bowls of soup on the table, and whispered: "Do you want to feed her these... to drink?"

Qianshan nodded, her eyes showing hope.

Faced with Jiang Chengjia's resistance, she had no choice but to do anything.

Now that Ning Nanyou has supported herself from the master bedroom, a glimmer of hope arose in her heart.

Maybe the girl is willing to take medicine when she comes here.

Without saying a word, she gently carried the girl in her arms to Ning Nanyou and made way for the two of them.

Ning Nanyou reached out to support Jiang Chengjia's slightly trembling body. Seeing that her face was as pale as snow, she felt as heartbroken as thousands of arrows.

He said to Qianshan in a deep voice: "You go out first. I'll do it here."

Qianshan stood in front of the bed, her eyes stagnated, and glanced back and forth between the unconscious girl and the relapsed husband, and said hesitantly: "Lord...the wounds on your body?"

Ning Nanyou held his breath and concentrated, shook his head lightly and said, "No obstacle. It's just that the wound has some blood, and it can still hold on. You wait outside the door and wait for my summons at any time."

Qianshan was worried. Seeing that he was determined, he was not good at saying anything. He responded and left the house, closed the doors and windows, and guarded under the eaves.

Ning Nanyou waited for her to leave before letting go, picked up the girl in the waist, and adjusted her posture.

Jiang Chengjia couldn't recognize the surrounding environment and didn't know who was picking her up. She felt a cold palm resting on her waist, and the next moment, it flew into the air.

She subconsciously grabbed the man's clothes and smelled a strong smell of blood.

She didn't like the smell, so she couldn't help but frown.

In the chaos, she realized that someone was holding her in her arms and slowly pressed her over. Before she could react, she felt a chill on her lips and someone kissed her.

Jiang Chengjia was about to struggle, but she felt a strong and bitter smell of Chinese medicine suddenly pouring into her mouth.

Her throat opened and she subconsciously swallowed the medicine. In an instant, there was an unbearable bitterness between her lips and teeth, which made her tremble for a while and twisted her body to resist.

Before she could take a breath, the person who fed her medicine kissed her again.

The man was extremely strong, and she was weak and unable to resist, so she could only let him deal with it.

After a while, Jiang Chengjia felt that his mouth was so bitter that it was numb. It tasted boring, and it was full of the smell of decoction.

The person who kissed her gradually stopped.

The bitter medicine was poured into his mouth, and the girl became quiet inexplicably. She hugged the warmth beside her, hid under his arms, smelling the faint smell of blood and herbs on his body, and gradually became drowsy, unable to suppress the sleepiness that was rolled up, and fell asleep.

When Jiang Chengjia woke up again, it was four days later.

When she opened her eyes, a tired face appeared in her vision.

She was slightly stunned, and looked at the husband's eyes closed, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

His face was solemn, as if he had been tense of his nerves.
Chapter completed!