Nongmen doctor girl: It's hard for a good wife to farm

Xiao Wentian took a step back warily, avoiding the woman.But the woman took another step forward, "Son."

Mo Xiaoyun sized up the woman, grabbed her wrist again, and put his fingertips on her pulse.

The woman looked at Mo Xiaoyun in horror, and struggled to free her wrist, "Let me go, help me."

Mo Xiaoyun's ears hurt from her shouting, and her fingertips touched her sleeping point a little bit, and the woman's body softened.

Mo Xiaoyun caught her and slowly put her on the ground, only then was he able to get a proper pulse diagnosis.

Xiao Wentian frowned, watching from the sidelines, although the woman was as old as his mother, there was still a difference between men and women, he did not step forward to help.

Mo Xiaoyun withdrew her hand and looked at Xiao Wentian, "This lady seems to have lost her mind."

"Ma'am." A voice came suddenly.

Immediately, he saw an old man in a long cloth shirt over half a year old, with ten attendants, looking for someone everywhere.

Mo Xiaoyun looked into the distance, and then his eyes fell on the woman again, "It seems that they are the ones who came looking for her."

Xiao Wentian agreed with Mo Xiaoyun's words.

"Who are you? How did you hold our wife hostage? I tell you to release our wife soon." Although the old man has gray temples, he speaks with full confidence, he said domineeringly.

Mo Xiaoyun was a little displeased with the old man's attitude, and said angrily, "It's your wife's fate that bumped into the two of us, otherwise, I don't know what will happen if I meet other people."

"Don't you want your wife, I'll give it back to you." Mo Xiaoyun was supporting the woman.

The old man looked at Mo Xiaoyun and Xiao Wentian warily, waved his hand, and signaled the two attendants to come forward and take his wife over.

The two attendants approached cautiously, and Mo Xiaoyun was quite helpless seeing this, "You don't have to do this, if we wanted to harm your wife and kill you, you would have died long ago."

After hearing Mo Xiaoyun's words, the attendant stepped forward with confidence and helped his wife back.

Mo Xiaoyun rubbed her shoulders that were a little sore from the pressure, but she didn't expect this lady, who looked like wind and willows, to be quite heavy.

She looked at Xiao Wentian, "Let's go."

Xiao Wentian withdrew his gaze from looking at those people, and when he was about to leave with Mo Xiaoyun, the two of them were surrounded by the other eight attendants.

Mo Xiaoyun and Xiao Wentian looked at each other, and then Mo Xiaoyun turned to look at the old man, "What do you mean?"

"Since you have seen our wife like this, you need the two of you to go back with us, so as to deal with our master." The old man's tone was clear and cold.

Mo Xiaoyun sneered, "Just because..." Before she finished speaking, she felt that Xiao Wentian pulled her.

She looked at him, puzzled.

Xiao Wentian said in a low voice, "Stay still and see what they want to do."

Mo Xiaoyun nodded slightly.

"Two people, please." The old man said politely, but as soon as his words came out, some attendants stepped forward to arrest the two of them. One of the attendants' hands was about to touch Mo Xiaoyun. Xiao Wentian grabbed his arm and twisted it with his backhand, only to hear the sound of a broken bone, and the attendant wailed in pain.

Xiao Wentian glanced at those attendants with frosty eyes, and said coldly, "You can't touch her."

Finally Xiao Wentian said again, "We will go with you, I think the master of your mansion will not fail to distinguish right from wrong."

Mo Xiaoyun looked at Xiao Wentian with a smile on her face, feeling warm in her heart, her husband is really getting more and more manly.

Xiao Wentian took Mo Xiaoyun's hand and left with the old man and the rest of the attendants.

In front of the mansion, Mo Xiaoyun and Xiao Wentian looked at each other and exchanged glances when they saw the gleaming characters of "Xianwei's Mansion".

After entering the mansion, the two were taken directly to the hut, locked in, and locked the door.

"Hey, why shut us down?" Mo Xiaoyun slammed on the door and shouted loudly.

But all she got was silence.

Xiao Wentian was worried that Mo Xiaoyun's hand would hurt, so he took her hand, "I'm afraid there is something weird about this county captain's mansion, otherwise they wouldn't lock us up, let's take a look at them quietly. What are you going to do?"

Mo Xiaoyun nodded, looked at the withered grass on the ground, picked some up and piled it up, and the two sat down and waited.

If the two of them wanted to leave, the firewood room would naturally not be able to trap them.

That old man is the housekeeper of the County Wei Mansion.

The housekeeper sent his wife back to the bedroom, and went to report to the county captain.

"Master." The housekeeper bowed his hands to the man who was sitting in the study and called out respectfully.

"Madam found it?" The county lieutenant raised his eyes to look at the butler, and asked lightly.

"found it."

"That's good." The county lieutenant said so.But the eyes are very flat, without a trace of worry.

"Master, when we found Madam, there were a man and a woman who saw Madam mad."

The county lieutenant put down the book when he heard the words, and looked at the butler seriously, "Who is it, do you know?"

"The old slave doesn't know, but the old slave has already brought the two of them back."

"Okay, get rid of them, they must be clean." A sternness flashed in the county lieutenant's eyes, he must not let them destroy his plan.

"Yes." The butler replied and left.

In the firewood room, Xiao Wentian embraced Mo Xiaoyun, staring into bright eyes.

Mo Xiaoyun leaned against Xiao Wentian's arms, breathing lightly, as if she had fallen asleep. To her, having Xiao Wentian around would make her feel surprisingly at ease.

Vaguely, Xiao Wentian heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, from far to near, from near to far, as if he was carrying something.

Xiao Wentian patted Mo Xiaoyun in his arms, and Mo Xiaoyun opened his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Wentian made a gesture of silence, stood up from the ground, walked to the window, pierced the window paper and saw the servants outside, who were carrying firewood and piled up outside, and poured oil again, it seemed that they wanted to burn to death them.

Mo Xiaoyun looked at Xiao Wentian in confusion, stood up and walked over.

"It looks like they want to burn us to death." Xiao Wentian whispered.

"Too much deceit." Mo Xiaoyun couldn't hold back his anger, and then he walked to the door, his palms gathered internal strength, like a cluster of crimson flames jumping in his palms.

With one blow, the entire door panel was shattered in an instant, and the people outside the door who were about to light the fire all stared blankly in front of them.

Mo Xiaoyun glared angrily at the housekeeper and attendants outside the door, while Xiao Wentian stood beside her.

"Hurry up and light the fire, don't let the two of them run away." The butler was the first to react, and quickly instructed the attendant holding the torch.

As he finished speaking, a slender white hand appeared around his neck.

Mo Xiaoyun pinched the housekeeper's neck and snapped, "Say, why did you kill us?"