Zhu Zijian carried A Huai back to the hut where she was resting. When he held her, he realized that her fever was so serious. Her whole body was hot and she was sweating profusely.
No wonder I lost strength in the end and fainted again.
Zhu Zijian waved his hand and called a Jinglin sect disciple to help her fetch water from the well in the backyard of the ruined temple.
While waiting, she was also thinking about the next arrangements.
The only descendants of Wu Sangyu in Lan Kingdom are A Huai and Ping'er who are hiding in Huaxia Tower. Those killers will definitely not let them go.
In order to find the mysterious killer organization, she could only keep Ah Huai by her side.
Of course, she has not forgotten that the most important thing is to help Zhu Ziye secure a place to participate in the Dragon God Banquet within the next month.
In the past few days, she had been focusing on Wu Sangyu and almost forgot about the real thing.
"Heishi, the water is here."
The disciples of Jinglin Sect respectfully handed the freshly dug well water to Zhuzi Jian.
She glanced inside the room and said, "Do you need disciples to help you?"
"No need." Zhuzi Jian took the water and entered the house.
Ah Huai was still unconscious, but his body was not idle at all, and he was waving with his hands crossed.
The patient didn't look weak at all.
"From now on, your name will be Alan." Zhuzi Jian gently wiped away the sweat on Alan's face.
Looking at her always brings back childhood memories.
He was often injured all over his body and cried for help.
However, there are no relatives or friends around me.
She knows that loneliness best.
‘Bang, bang, bang’
There was a knock on the door outside the house, and Zhuzi Jian stopped what he was doing.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"Heishi, Master He has something to ask for." A female voice sounded.
Zhu Zijian opened the door with the wet cloth in his hand and saw a disciple of Jinglin Sect standing outside the door.
"Help me take care of the people in the house."
Zhuzi Jian handed the wet cloth to her.
"yes."
The female disciple took the wet cloth with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Heishi actually took care of the rescued little girl himself...
It’s just unbelievable…
As soon as Zhuzi Jian entered the main hall, he saw Bai Xi kneeling on the ground and crying softly.
She frowned slightly and asked He Rongjia: "Senior sister, you have something to do with me."
He Rongjia smiled and said, "I almost forgot to tell you something. You asked me to find Miss Hui'er's whereabouts. Our disciples have already found some clues."
"Where is she?"
Zhuzi Jian's eyes lit up.
"This matter is thanks to Bai Xi, who led her disciples to investigate." He Rongjia glanced at Bai Xi who was kneeling on the ground, "Bai Xi, you can tell me."
Bai Xi wiped the tears from her face and nodded obediently.
"We found out that there is a ship merchant in Haibo Port. The Chamber of Commerce is openly engaged in water transportation, transporting large quantities of silk, porcelain, as well as various medicinal materials, spices, jewelry and other treasures. However, they secretly secretly trade people.
In this business, people transported from all over the world are auctioned, and those with no bidders are then sold to various places via water transport."
Zhu Zijian's face darkened, and his face was filled with coldness.
Bai Xi's whole body froze, and he saw the murderous intent in Zhu Zijian's eyes.
She glanced at He Rongjia fearfully, and when she saw her nodding to her, she mustered up the courage to say: "If we find Miss Hui'er herself, then she was indeed sold to Lan Country, and will be executed soon."
auction."
"What does it mean it won't be long?" Zhu Zijian asked.
"Every mid-month, the Chamber of Commerce holds an auction. This month's auction will be in five days."
A dark light flashed across Zhu Zijian's eyes, it seemed that she was going to visit this chamber of commerce.
He Rongjia saw Zhu Zijian's face darkened and winked at Bai Xi.
Bai Xi understood immediately and opened the door and left the hall.
"Zijian, I'm almost recovered. We can set off back to Gupu City tomorrow. Then we can go see Miss Hui'er. Don't worry."
Although He Rongjia didn't know who this girl Hui'er was, she knew that Zhu Zijian must be interested in her, otherwise he wouldn't have had a strong murderous intent in his eyes as soon as he heard that she was going to be auctioned.
Huier must be very important to her.
"Okay, we will go back to Gupu City tomorrow."
Zhu Zijian's gaze deepened, and he suddenly thought of A Huai who was still unconscious.
I don't know if she will get better tomorrow.
Seeing that Zhu Zijian was thoughtful, He Rongjia thought she was worried about her health, so he smiled gently and said, "You don't have to worry about my health. Apart from being a little tired, there is nothing serious."
Zhu Zijian had already checked He Rongjia's injuries and knew that she was fine, so he explained to her: "The maid picked up yesterday still has a fever. I don't know if it will get better tomorrow."
After saying this, He Rongjia smiled awkwardly, with a faint blush on his face.
It turns out she was mistaken...
No, what did she hear?
"Maidmaid?"
Zhu Zijian nodded, "Yes, the maid I just took in."
He Rongjia was startled when he heard this.
Why would junior brother want to have a maid?
Didn't he always dislike being served?
One night passed.
Another round of sun rises, and the day begins.
After a night's rest, Alan finally had no fever anymore. Zhu Zijian immediately gathered everyone to pack their luggage and return to Gupu City.
The hour is approaching, and the morning in Gupucheng is already bustling with activity.
The aroma of various things wafted on the road, and Alan touched his belly.
So hungry.
She glanced at Zhu Zijian and saw that he was indifferent, and she felt sad in her heart.
It seems that I will be hungry today.
Suddenly, Zhu Zijian stopped in front of a shortbread stall and said to the people behind him: "Eat first and then go on your way."
A trace of surprise flashed in He Rongjia's eyes. She remembered that Zhu Zijian never liked eating shortcakes.
Seeing He Rongjia stop in place, Bai Xi thought she didn't want to eat.
"Sister He, if you don't want to eat shortbread, we can go eat something else."
He Rongjia lowered his eyes and smiled, "It's okay, let's go eat too."
People came and went in front of the shortbread stall, and there was an endless stream of old people busy in front of the stall.
"Here are seven portions of sesame cakes," Zhuzi Ken said.
The old man heard someone talking to him, and when he looked up, he saw a man in white standing in front of the stall.
With a face like a crown jade, sword-shaped brows and starry eyes, he is a handsome and distinguished young man.