Xue Qian didn't know how far away the Seventh Prince's Mansion was from her side courtyard, and she didn't even know the way here. Who made the Seventh Prince stay at home every day without going out? In the 21st century, she was a standard homebody, so now

For her, she needs to be familiar with the terrain here./www

The wind picked up and the carriage stopped.

Xue Qian's eyes were originally closed and she quickly opened them. It seemed that the person she was waiting for had already arrived.

Gently opening the curtain of the carriage, Xue Qian slowly walked out of the carriage, her sharp eyes scanning around, "Why did you stop?" [

"Back to the Seventh Young Master, there is a dead man in front of me." A guard rushed to her in a panic and replied respectfully. Ever since they knew that the Seventh Young Master had changed, they no longer dared to look down upon her.

"Dead person?" Xue Qian raised her eyebrows, laughed disapprovingly, looked at the guard with sharp eyes and said coldly, "Since you know it was a dead person, it's okay to lift him away."

"But, but..." The servant didn't dare to look up at Xue Qian, so he could only lower his head and reply hesitantly.

"But what?" Xue Qian said coldly. What she hated most was hesitation. She always liked to do things neatly and neatly.

"That man seems to have been poisoned. Master, let's take another route." Of course, the guard did not dare to go. The body could be seen to have been poisoned by a huge poison. If anyone encountered him and had to be infected, they

But I don’t want to die yet.

The huge poison, I don't know what drove Xue Qian to take steps towards the so-called dead man, and saw a man in green clothes lying on the ground, with dark hair scattered underneath him.

Although the man's entire face has turned black, it still cannot conceal his extraordinary beauty.

Xue Qian squatted down slightly, this person is not dead yet!

She could clearly feel his weak breathing. He was just unconscious here due to a huge poison. The clothes on this man were definitely not worn by ordinary people.

After staring at the black face for a long time, Xue Qian picked out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, poured out a black pill and quickly stuffed it into the man's mouth.

"You are lucky to have met me. It seems you really don't deserve to die." Xue Qian put the porcelain bottle away and said proudly with a curl of her lips. Then she stood up and was about to leave, but she found that her robe was being pulled away.

Living.
Chapter completed!