Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Yun Sheng looked at the man in front of him coldly, and felt that every move he made just now was familiar to her.

But the man's expression was guilty and surprised. He thought that this woman's moves were extremely fierce, but he never noticed that the dagger in her hand had never been drawn from the sheath at first, and she had never been sharpened after sheathed.

The man thought to himself, although this woman's tricks are extremely ruthless, she never thought of hurting herself.

And he, a big man, actually...

The man wanted to go forward to check Yun Sheng's injury, but suddenly he saw several people coming here with night lights not far from the gate of the courtyard.

The man knew that he had alarmed others, so he could only say to Yun Sheng full of shame, "I'm really sorry today, I'll make amends another day."

Saying so, he dodged and merged into the night.

And Yun Sheng didn't go after him this time, he just jumped out of the way and went back to the bedroom.

Bai Wu's lowered voice was heard outside the building: "Are you sure people are coming this way?"

Yun Sheng thought to himself, it must be the two fighting just now, which alarmed others.

Because it was not worrying, Yi Yunsheng put on a cloak, opened the small door and asked downstairs, "But Uncle Wu?"

Downstairs, Bai Wu heard the sound and looked up: "Miss, it's me. Are you okay?"

Yun Sheng pretended not to know, and asked, "I'm fine, what's the matter?"

Bai Wu only replied: "It's okay, it's okay, Missy, go to bed earlier."

Yun Sheng responded lightly, then closed the door, and then heard Bai Wu's order: "You guys take people to go and investigate again."

After everyone had left, Yun Sheng just took off his shirt and checked the wound.

Because of the cold winter, some of the blood-stained clothes froze on the wound.

Yun Sheng gritted his teeth, but couldn't help but suck in a "hissy" breath.

Although the wound was not big, but because the soft sword was thin and sharp, the cut was a bit deep with one draw.

In the ancient times when medicines were scarce, even a small cold could kill a person, so Yun Sheng dared not be sloppy.

She got up and came to the door, and softly called to the maidservant outside: "Come here."

Not long after, Qiaozhi responded, "What are your orders, Miss?"

Yun Sheng said softly: "I can't sleep, you go and bring me a jug of wine, and I accidentally cut my finger just now, you bring me some wound medicine and cotton cloth."

Although Qiaozhi has some doubts, her young lady still has the habit of drinking in the middle of the night.

But considering that the young lady grew up in the mountains, it is not surprising that she is different from ordinary big family ladies, so she did not say much, and responded in a low voice.

Yun Sheng said again: "Take it easy, parents are asleep, don't disturb them."

Qiaozhi replied softly: "Miss, don't worry, this servant understands."

Yun Sheng washed the wound with a clean cotton cloth, holding the wine and enduring the pain.

Then he sprinkled the wound medicine on the wound, and then wrapped it up with cotton cloth.

After all this tossing, I looked at the sky outside, but it was already bright.

Yun Changcheng breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and lay down on the bed, preparing to squint for a while.

But for some reason, he narrowed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

It's just this sleep, sleep and dreams.

But most of them are the situations that I haven't recalled for a long time, in the modern age, when I was a killer.

And that shot from the person he trusted the most, right in the middle of the mouth.

in a dream.

"Bang", "I'm sorry."

Yun Sheng woke up suddenly and sat up.

But in a hurry, he pulled the wound.

There were bursts of dull pain in the wound, and she finally came to her senses, it was just a dream.

It was only ten years ago, a dream