"It won't happen again."

His tone was calm and his voice was low.

It seemed like he said it casually, but Nan Xing had followed him for many years and knew his master's habits very well.

I couldn't help but feel a tremor in my heart, and responded in a low voice, "Yes."

Then he strode away.

…

In the room, Xiao Jue let out a long sigh and lowered his eyes to look at the note in his hand.

It was as if through a thin piece of paper, I could see a petite figure wearing his big cloak.

How to stand in front of the table and write these words one stroke at a time.

…

About as long as a stick of incense has passed.

Nan Xing hurriedly opened the door and entered, but when he saw the slender figure by the window, he suddenly slowed down his steps.

Xiao Jue was still standing alone, with his back facing her direction, motionless.

Nan Xing stepped forward bravely, thinking about the news he had just found out, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"How?" Xiao Jue seemed to know it was her and said in a deep voice without looking back.

After hesitating for a moment, Nanxing reported the found information to Xiao Jue.

"Master, Zui Jiangyue has three doors in total. I have asked the brothers guarding the door one by one. Everything is normal at the main door and the small door for delivering food in the kitchen."

After speaking, he looked at Xiao Jue's face and continued:

"There is only one back door, which leads directly to the seventh floor of Zui Jiangyue. It is said that the seventh floor is privately owned by Zui Jiangyue's shopkeeper and is not open to the public."

"So, our people can only stay outside."

Xiao Jue then turned around, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"And after that?"

"They said there was no suspicious person coming or going."

Having said this, Nan Xing paused and continued:

"Tonight, only one child has gone out, and it's not the fourth girl."

"Child?"

"That's right, he is a child of seven or eight years old, not as tall as the fourth girl. It is said that he should be from the shopkeeper Zui Jiangyue, and he is not a stranger."

Xiao Jue raised the corners of her lips, playing with the taste:

"A seven- or eight-year-old kid, working out in the middle of the night, what is he doing out there?"

Nanxing immediately replied:

"Our people followed up to check and said they went to Yong'an Hall in Beijing."

"Medical clinic?"

"Yes."

Thinking of someone who felt unwell before going upstairs, Xiao Jue thought for a moment.

"Is the child back?"

"Not yet. After he left, he hurried straight to the hospital, as if there was something urgent. Our people didn't follow him, but from what he heard, someone must be sick and wanted to ask a doctor to come back and take a look."

Xiao Jue nodded.

Nan Xing suddenly reacted, "Master, tell me, is this doctor... hired for the fourth girl?"

…

Shen Qiaochen slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was an unfamiliar environment.

Slowly turning her head, what came face to face was Suzuran's worried face.

In fact, Shen Qiaochen was conscious all the time and could hear Linglan's voice clearly.

She wanted to open her eyes, but she always felt dizzy.

It felt like there was a lump in my head, and any slight movement would cause a dull pain.

"Lily of the Valley..."

Shen Qiaochen said, but her voice was a little hoarse.

Linglan looked at Shen Qiaochen, and suddenly her soul felt blessed.

He took a few steps to the table on the side and poured a cup of hot tea.

After testing the temperature, he returned to the cave with the tea cup.

Shen Qiaochen was struggling to sit up, and Linglan quickly put the cup on the small table aside.

He leaned over and helped Shen Qiaochen sit up, then turned around and took the tea cup and handed it to Shen Qiaochen's hand.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, I feel that my internal organs and even my whole body are warming up again.

Sighing comfortably, Shen Qiaochen rested for a while and felt much better.

Looking at Suzuran who had been guarding the collapse, she smiled slightly and said softly:

"Lily of the Valley, thank you."

Shen Qiaochen was leaning on the head of the bed, her long hair tied up casually had fallen down, and her black hair made her face as pale as paper.

The few strands of broken hair on her forehead were soaked with sweat and slightly messy and stuck to her cheeks.

Suzuran looked at her smiling but bloodless lips.

She felt a little sour in her heart, as she had also heard the rumors about Shen Qiaochen.

Everyone lamented that Miss Shen Si was born into a noble family, but was born frail and sickly.

She is obviously the daughter of a military general, but she is even weaker than the girls in the civil servants' family.

When I saw her today, I saw that she was obviously very smart and quick-thinking. Even in front of her father, who was once the father of flowers, she could still look calm and talk eloquently.

It's not like others said at all, but Shen Qiaochen's current look is indeed a bit pitiful.

…

Suzuran's mother died young, and she grew up with her father.

Ji Qingyuan would never confine her to the room and stick to the rules.

Instead, he kept her by his side all day long and taught her how to behave in the world and how to treat people well.

She has also met countless legendary talented ladies, but most of them have two faces, and they have contempt for businesswomen like her.

But the fourth girl of the Shen family in front of you, when she looks at you with a smile, you will really feel her deep sincerity.

Seeing that look, Linglan couldn't help but blush, lowered her head and pursed her lips with a smile.

"Fourth girl, don't say that. Dad told me that if it weren't for you, our drunken Jiangyue would have closed down."

"Linglan has grown up here since she was a child. By saving Zui Jiangyue, you have saved the home of father and Linglan."

"If I want to thank you, it should be thank you."

Suzuran is not very old, but she speaks very crisply and neatly.

Shen Qiaochen couldn't help but think that Mr. Ji's daughter was raised very well.

Speaking of which, the two were close in age, and Shen Qiao had never looked down upon businessmen.

What's more, how can someone like Ji Qingyuan be looked down upon by anyone?

…

The two were chatting happily, but unexpectedly, the atmosphere in the room downstairs was very solemn.

Xiao Jue stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold and stern.

Nan Xing lowered his head and knelt beside Xiao Jue, silent.

"Can you say that again."

Xiao Jue's voice was low and no emotion could be heard.

Nan Xing's scalp was numb, and he suppressed his uneasiness and said:

"When the subordinate left, the fourth girl was indeed still in the room. But when the subordinate came back, she was gone."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve pocket, presented it with both hands, and said hesitantly:

"My subordinates searched all over the house, and the fourth girl... only left this one."

Xiao Jue looked at Nan Xing coldly for a while, then reached out and took the note.
To be continued...