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The night was as cold as water, and the dim moonlight shone down onto the Grand Preceptor's large courtyard.

"Little bitch, this time I'll see if you die or not!" The woman forcefully poured the medicine in her hand into An Xia's mouth. Seeing her on the bed, struggling to stay alive, the smile on her face deepened. She threw the bowl on the ground and spoke coldly as she turned around and waved at the door.

Two servants came in and roughly rolled up An Xia's mat. They carried her out of the yard and threw her onto a car. The car drove out of the city, and the servants then left her on the cemetery.

"This Madame Zhao is really vicious. She's not afraid of Madam finding out. If Old Master blames her, then we'll all be in trouble." A servant whispered.

"Madam won't be able to live much longer, so we can still investigate Madame Zhao. But now, the Marquis of Zhao is so powerful that the Old Master can't wait for Madame Zhao and Eldest Miss to disappear so he can quickly correct her." Another servant said in disdain.

While doing so, she kicked An Xia who was in the mat. "What a pity that the number one beauty of the capital died just like that …"

An Xia woke up with a kick. She had vaguely heard the words of the two, and now, she could only feel the blood in her chest churning and the pain from her internal organs burning. With her many years of experience as a doctor, she knew that she had been poisoned.

Only when the two servants left and there was no movement in the surroundings did she bear the pain and crawl back up from the mat. She took an embroidery needle from her sleeve and traveled here for two days.

At this moment, his hands were starting to tremble, but he was accurately injecting needles into several of his major acupoints.

It took a full four hours to purge the poison from his body.

"Young lady has great medical skills." In the darkness, a man's voice suddenly rang out.

An Xia stiffened and exclaimed in a low voice. She tightly gripped the embroidery needle in her hand and asked, "Who is it?"

In this wilderness, it was still in the cemetery. If someone suddenly appeared, it would definitely cause people to feel fear. The first thought that came to mind was that there was a ghost!

"Passersby." The man came down from the top of the mountain and answered.

An Xia, who had just walked around the gates of hell, was still feeling a little weak. She was sitting on a mat with her hands on the ground as she retreated. When she looked down, she saw a pile of bones around her, and cold sweat immediately broke out on her forehead.

"If your guess is right, then Madame Zhao from the Grand Preceptor's estate gave you the Red Crane Head. That way, you can cure the poison yourself. This one admires you." The man was already standing across from An Xia, his voice neither loud nor low. "This one was just passing by the Grand Preceptor's estate, but I saw a good show."

An Xia raised his head and stared at him. At this moment, someone ran over with a lantern from a short distance away. "Young Master, it's not good to stay here any longer. The humidity is too heavy!"

In the light of the lantern, An Xia was finally able to clearly see who it was.

The man's face was a bit pale, his facial features were exquisite, and he wore a white robe. His shadow dragged on the grave ground for a long time.

Holding the embroidery needle tightly in her hand, An Xia didn't reply, but only looked at the two of them.

Seeing that An Xia didn't answer, the man smiled and said, "He's a smart person. How about this, we'll discuss a condition."

An Xia knew that this person must have followed them from the Grand Preceptor's estate all the way here for some reason, so he didn't have to speak up. Otherwise, he'd be too passive.

She had almost died in the hands of Madame Zhao. This grudge must have been doubled on her.

"I don't know who you are. How can you negotiate?" An Xia's spirit had already been greatly lightened. At this moment, he was still full of caution and his face was full of caution.

"You only need to know that I can help you take revenge." The man's voice was gentle, and as he spoke, he coughed lightly.

His follower seemed to be in a hurry, stamping his feet while holding the lantern.

It could be seen that this man's health was not very good. His complexion was pale. If not for the long shadow on the ground, An Xia would have thought that he had run into a ghost.

"You?" She had a general understanding of the situation in the Grand Preceptor's estate and knew that the main person's mother was a timid and cowardly person. Although she was the main wife of the estate, she'd always been stepped on by Madame Zhao.

Even the dignified eldest daughter of the family was killed. She had almost died here when she transmigrated here.

This Aunt Zhao was bold and arrogant enough.

The man stood there with a normal expression, cutting off his hands. An Xia sat on the ground, and just like that, they looked at each other.

After a long while, An Xia finally nodded. "Alright, then take me back to my residence first. I don't want anyone to be disturbed."

"I will send you back to the Residence of Peace." The man agreed. "However, you must agree to my conditions."

"Of course." An Xia no longer hesitated. She could only rely on this man now. Otherwise, even if she cured the poison in her body, she would still die in the wilderness.

She didn't ask what the man's condition was. Since ancient times, doctors didn't know who was good for their treatment, but she, An Xia, was able to cure her poison. Could it be that this man had his eyes on her medical skills?

Struggling to stand up, An Xia followed the man up the mountain and sat inside the carriage.

An Xia's clothes were luxurious and his temperament was extraordinary, making it impossible for others to look down on him. The servants beside him wanted to say something, but they could only bear with it.

An Xia was even more aware of the fact that this man dared to agree to send him back to the Grand Preceptor's estate without a sound. He wasn't an ordinary man, and his identity wasn't something he could easily guess.