C99 (1/2)

The next morning.

After Su Li woke up and washed his face and rinsed his mouth, he did not see Mo Lianjin.

Guess he went to the morning court and hasn't come back yet.

Fifth Prince's Mansion's breakfast was extremely bountiful, but she did not eat much. One reason was because she could not carry a small meal, and two reason was because everyone in the room was staring at her as they ate, causing her appetite to disappear in an instant!

Su Li returned to the side room, wrapped up the gold, and placed it on his shoulder.

A servant girl followed her, ”Fourth Miss, how about this servant accompany you out of the house?”

”No need. Fifth Prince will be back in a while. If you ask, help me tell him that I'm going to the magistrate court.”

The maidservant lowered her eyes and daintily replied, ”Yes.”

After exiting the Fifth Prince's Mansion, the uncomfortable feeling from Su Li's body immediately disappeared into thin air.

Ever since she came to the Ancient Era, she had lived in so many places that only Yi Village made her feel at ease.

She went to the bank first and swapped the heavy gold for banknotes.

Then he went to the escort company.

The leader of the escort team was a sturdy man who recognized Su Li, ”What orders do Fourth Miss have?”

”How can you calculate money when you're risking your life?” Su Li did not beat around the bush and directly opened his mouth.

”A hundred taels each.”

”Then... What about the people in the palace? ”

The escort leader was startled, then laughed bitterly at Su Li: ”Fourth Miss, don't joke with me, these people in the palace, even if I had ten heads, I would not dare to move!”

”It's not murder or arson, it's just stealing someone out.”

The escort leader saw that Su Li did not look like he was joking, and the smile on his face gradually froze. After a moment of hesitation, he lowered his voice and said, ”We will need Death Soldiers.”

”How much?”

”Fifty gold taels for one.”

Su Li did not say anything. Her one hundred taels of gold was only enough to buy two Death Soldiers, Mo Lianjin thought very highly of that teenager.

”Fourth Miss?” Seeing Su Li lost in thought, the escort leader called out to her.

”Look at how scared you are. I was only joking around. I'm not stupid. Why would I go steal someone when I'm full?” Su Li smiled at the escort team leader, ”I won't disturb you anymore, see you.”

Su Li did not care about the startled escort leader, and turned to leave.

The long street outside began to bustle with noise and excitement. She thought about something until her head started to hurt. She didn't even look at the road as she followed the crowd.

Bang! Someone was kicked out of the hospital.

This movement immediately attracted the attention of passersby.

Very quickly, a crowd had surrounded the infirmary.

”You … How dare you, a lowly slave, use force? I'll tell you, even if I can cure his illness, I won't treat him. ”

From the center of the crowd, a man's angry shout of embarrassment could be heard.

Immediately after, the surrounding citizens started to echo one after another. They pointed at the people in the middle of the crowd and started to add insult to injury.

”Look at her with the word 'slave' tattooed on her face. She's clearly a slut who had once been a slave.”

”She actually dared to make a move on Physician Meng. Does she not want to live anymore?”

”As a woman, she actually practices martial arts. Look at the murderous look on her face, we should quickly send her to the magistrate court to seek justice for Physician Meng.”

Su Li did not have the intention to watch the scene, but just as he was about to pass by, a parabola streaked past, and the person who was kicked flying a second time, landed right in front of her with a bang.

Before she could recover her wits, a figure flew over and stepped on the neck of the person on the ground.

”Treatment? Or not? ”

The young girl's voice was very cold. The slave mark on her face made her face look extremely terrifying, but it couldn't match the coldness in her eyes. It was a type of coldness without emotion, emptiness, numbness, and lack of thought.

Physician Meng, who was lying on the floor, was obviously frightened. His voice was no longer as confident as it was before.

”Little girl, you can put it down first … ”Let me go.”

”Treatment? Or not? ” The young girl asked again.

”He... He only has half a breath left. It's not that I'm not willing to treat him, it's just that there's really no way to save him. ”