Mistress, I Was Wrong

Dongfang Minghui, who accidentally opened her eyes secretly, saw a piece of white bone, and her whole heart was terrified. However, Shaman Larkin didn't notice it, he tore off the thing on the other hand, and used two bony hands with only a little bit of skin left to scrape all the black medicine from her arm. Now, when there was only a little bit of black medicine left, Shaman Larkin took out a piece of grass in the corner of his house, bit it and smeared it on her wrist.

A burning pain came from her wrist.

"It hurts!"

Dongfang Minghui murmured, she pretended to be unable to bear the pain and woke up from the "hypnosis". Shaman Larkin took a black cloth and wrapped her hands again, "You can leave."

"Thank you Shaman Larkin."

Dongfang Minghui, who walked out all the way, still felt incredible. She stared blankly at her intact hand, her head was still a little dizzy, on the way back, she kept speculating about the identity of Shaman Larkin.

"Where did you go?"

Qian Wanyu saw Karu and looked at Dongfang Minghui, who looked like he lost his soul, "You went to find Shaman Larkin?"

"Yes, the Little Shaman was invited into the house by Shaman Larkin, and then it turned into this."

Dongfang Minghui blinked and looked at Qian Wanyu, "Seventh sister?"

"Ok?"

"I have something important to tell you."

Qian Wanyu glanced at Karu and Leen, who withdrew somewhat reluctantly.

Dongfang Minghui immediately informed the other party of what she had seen and heard, and finally gave a shudder, "I feel that Shaman Larkin gives me a very bad feeling. I thought I met another Death Spiritual Master again."

Those bad memories came flooding in one after another, and nothing could stop them.

"Hmm, the other party knows about that type of black medicine and even knows how to heal it…" Qian Wanyu thought for a while, "In this way, Wei Junlan's condition has a chance to be improved."

"Yes." She immediately thought of Xuan Zhu, "Seventh sister, is Xuan Zhu really fine staying with Shaman Larkin?"

"Xuan Zhu wants to try it out."

See if she can persuade Shaman Larkin to lend a helping hand.

"Little Shaman, Little Shaman!"

Dongfang Minghui had a headache, Karu's voice was too loud, and when he shouted, everyone around knew that there was a little shaman, "Karu, what are you making a fuss about?"

"It's Leon, he said he was looking for you in a hurry."

Qian Wanyu and Dongfang Minghui looked at each other.

They followed Leon back to the camp of the guards. This time, they didn't have to take the stairs. They were greeted directly to the place where the guests were entertained. He even quickly served tea respectfully making even Dongfang Minghui look up several times.

The main thing is that he's so stone-faced.

"Little Shaman, Miss Qian, the main reason for looking for you this time is for trading." Leon whispered, Mickey beside him was translating, "The information has been collected and the transaction is paid, our Lord wants to ask the Little Shaman for medical help for a person."

"Who?"

The time to accept the results has come. Of course, Dongfang Minghui knew the importance of this matter. If the other party was reliable, there will be a second business.

Leon murmured, "It's the captain of our guard team. She was seriously injured before and was in a coma. Last time Shaman, you saved my life with your wonderful technique. After the lord knew about it, the lord wanted to exchange this as the reward for the information you want to know. Is it convenient for you?"

"Take me to see the captain of your guard team first."

It is said that the captain of the escort team is very mysterious, even Karu was not aware of who it was, the other party rarely shows up. No wonder it is rumoured that Leon and Barry were fighting for the position of captain.

Now, these rumours don't seem to be credible since the real captain was still alive.

"Miss Qian, it's better to sit here and rest for a while."

"Why?"

The implication is that she can only go up alone? Dongfang Minghui shrank her neck and was about to protest when Qian Wanyu interrupted, "Fine, I'll sit here and wait for you."

"Seventh sister, you—well, ok fine you rest well."

"Miss Qian, sit down for a moment."

Leon took her upstairs and took the road he walked last time. When passing by the formation, Dongfang Minghui was cautious, cautious and even more cautious. She was afraid of getting lost in this formation. She teased, "Your lord is very kind."

How could a mere guard captain be able to enjoy such high-level treatment, seek medical treatment, and live in this type of place?

She remembered that the "lord" seemed to cook meals for two people last time. Could one of them be the unconscious captain?

Without a translator, Leon pretended not to hear anything and continued to walk forward until he reached the small courtyard, where another veiled girl received her.

Dongfang Minghui knew at a glance that this was the one who cooked for her last time.

"Miss, how long has your captain been in a coma?"

"This… Little Shaman, you will naturally know when you arrive."

Seeing the other party's hesitant answer, Dongfang Minghui immediately realized that things were not simple. She made up the image of the captain of the guard team in her mind, but when she was taken to a room by the other party, she was stunned when she saw the person lying on the bed.

"Is this your captain?"

"Right."

The woman on the bed was in her thirties or forties. An oval face made her look younger. She was wearing a black dress, with her hands on her lower abdomen, and she lay on the bed quietly, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Leon said before that she was seriously injured, when did she get hurt?"

"Little Shaman, I'm sorry, but I don't know."

Dongfang Minghui couldn't get an answer. The captain of the escort team was not in the trading market normally. Therefore, she didn't know what kind of injury the captain suffered. It was just that the captain passed out after saying a word and hadn't woken up.

"Zhilan, step back."

Suddenly, there was a gentle voice in the room, very soft, like a feather brushing through the heart, which made people very comfortable listening to it.

Dongfang Minghui looked around following the voice and finally set her eyes on the wall. However, there was no one else in the room except her and the girl named Zhilan.

"Yes, my lord."

Zhilan lowered her head, slowly exited the room, and closed the door.

"I heard from Leon before that the Little Shaman has a pair of wonderful hands that can even bring back the dead, so this time I took the liberty of wanting the Little Shaman to help save her."

"My lord is joking, Leon was still breathing that day, I rescued him by chance." Dongfang Minghui heard her voice and knew that the other party was most likely the person behind the trading market, "My lord, when did she get hurt? How is the injury? What are the characteristics of the injury?"

Little Minghui asked seriously and took out a notebook to write down.

Probably feeling the attitude of the other party, the faceless lord told Little Minghui everything she knew.

"My lord, I have a special quirk. I don't like being disturbed during the diagnosis. Can you leave for now?" She was referring to the other person's consciousness which was covering the room.

"Of course."

Dongfang Minghui felt around for a while, and soon found that the other party's consciousness had really withdrawn, but she was still not relieved, and let Little Colour's vines and pig fairy grass guard around her.

After spending an hour, Dongfang Minghui checked all the injuries on the person on the bed. The injury was on the back and there was a black palm like imprint. She was no stranger to this type of palm print. The place where Lu Xing was injured by the Death Spiritual Master before was also the back, but at that time the palm print was surrounded by grey smoke, the one on this lady's back was truly a real black palm print.

She didn't dare to take it lightly and ran her spiritual power into her hands. She sensed the other party's head a little bit and found that the other party's internal organs had already moved, the injury was more serious than she imagined. The black thing on her back was also swallowing the life of the other party little by little.

Internal injury plus the evil force sucking her life energy, her life was in dire straits!

Dongfang Minghui asked Little Colour's vines to come back, only after pig fairy grass, which had been guarding as well returned to the space ring did she shout loudly.

"Lord!"

She shouted three times in a row, and it took a long time for the previous voice to echo, "Does the Little Shaman have a final diagnosis?"

"Yes." Dongfang Minghui put the notebook on the table into her own space ring, "But, this matter must be discussed in detail."

As soon as the proposal for a detailed discussion came out, the other party was silent.

Dongfang Minghui couldn't help but wonder, is it possible that the other party is reluctant? Or maybe she didn't care about the person on the bed at all. If it was delayed any longer, the person on the bed would probably die in a coma yet she was still relatively calm.

It is indeed more important than the information of the arena base, but no matter how important it is, it cannot be more important than Lu Xing's life. If the other party used the elves to negotiate conditions with her, she may have to raise a white flag to surrender.

"Leon?"

Little Minghui opened the door and stuck out her head, "Aren't you here, Leon? Seventh Sister is probably waiting outside. Take me back."

The small courtyard was empty, no one was there, not even Leon and Zhilan who had just left the room. She looked around, feeling a little frustrated, and she couldn't stop thinking about it, "Could it be that she wanted to force me into submission?"

Not being able to use soft methods so trying hard methods.

"Leon, I'm going to be angry if you don't come out again."

Dongfang Minghui pouted and crossed her hands against her waist, very displeased.

"Little Shaman, sir, please."

Zhilan led the way, and they walked into the back garden unknowingly. Across an octagonal pavilion, she saw a girl in a white dress standing by the lake with jet-black hair behind her, who was holding something and heading towards the lake.

The first time she came, she had seen it, there were occasionally live fish rippling in the crystal clear lake water. The other party looked like she was feeding, and was very content. The person in front of her must be the rumoured big boss in the trading market that she and Seventh sister had guessed before.

"Little Shaman, there is no harm in saying anything."

"Lord?" Dongfang Minghui thought about thousands of things but never expected that the person behind the trading market was actually a girl. Just listening to the soft voice was like falling into a dream.

Dongfang Minghui pinched herself to clear her head, "I can save her, but only after I see the transaction information, if your transaction information does not meet my requirements, the transaction will be terminated."

"Little Shaman, this is part of the transaction information, please take a look." Zhilan, who had never spoken, suddenly handed something to her with both hands, which really shocked her.

She took the document and glanced at it, her eyes widened so as not to miss the information, but the more she saw the more incredible she felt, "I am very satisfied, but this part has to satisfy Seventh sister too if she is satisfied our transaction can continue."

Zhilan stood aside and said warmly, "Just now, I made Leon bring this information to Miss Qian, she asked me to tell you that she was very satisfied."

"Ok."

Dongfang Minghui wanted to delay for a while and have more contact with this lord, but the other party had thought about things more thoughtfully than her, "If you want her to recover, you need a lot of medicinal plants, I don't have them on hand so these things must be provided by you."

"Little Shaman just give me a list of all of them."

"I don't know all of what I need yet, but I hope no one bothers me during the healing process." She listed all the medical plants in her mind, and then wrote them down on a small notebook tearing off a sheet The paper was given to Zhilan, "Get it as soon as possible."

"Little Shaman, this way please."

Zhilan sent her back to the room. Before leaving, Dongfang Minghui looked back at the person by the lake. She looked a little familiar… She thought hard for a long time but came up with nothing, "Sister Zhilan, your lord looks very young."

Zhilan smiled without saying a word, "Little Shaman, if you need anything, you just need to call me."

"I called you for a long time and didn't see you…" Little Minghui wrinkled her nose and complained, "If I'm staying here, Seventh Sister will be very worried, can you talk to the lord and bring Seventh Sister over as well? ?"

"This – I have to ask the Lord to know."

"Well, hopefully, it's good news."

Dongfang Minghui waited for a long time, but the good news did not arrive. Some of the medicinal plants she needed were delivered to her, however. She closed the door and selected all the medicinal herbs for the bath.

After instructing Zhilan to prepare a large tub and hot water, she soon began the first round of cleaning baths.

It took ten hours for the first bucket of clean water to get seeped in the muddy black water, also the tub that had been used was now useless. A layer of black dirt stained the inner wall of the wooden bucket.

"Lord, this is what came out."

Zhilan told what she had seen and heard in the past few days to the lord sitting by the window. The woman was wearing a veil, and there was a mask under the veil as if she didn't want people to find out the face underneath.

"Whatever she needs, try to provide her as much as possible."

"Yes, my lord." Zhilan pondered for a while, then lowered her head and said, "This little Shaman has a sister staying within our guard team. The little Shaman wants her sister to come in and accompany her."

She'd never seen such a clingy child. The first time she proposed, she didn't reply, but she was caught by the little Shaman during the delivery of the wooden barrel and was asked several times again…

Zhilan felt that she still had to discuss this matter with the lord before she could agree, so she mentioned it at this moment.

"Sister?"

"Yes, the one who accompanied her last time. She was the one who proposed the deal, she is still sitting in our guard team barracks.

"According to Leon, there are several hours a day when the other party left but as soon as her matter was resolved, she came back and continued to sit there."

"Really good sisters." The lord sighed with emotion, "Forget it, let Leon bring her here. As long as she doesn't affect the Little Shaman, you can follow her as well."

"Yes, my lord."

Dongfang Minghui didn't know that there was another surprise waiting for her. She immersed herself in refining the medicine and checked the person in the tub from time to time. At present, this bucket of medicinal materials was already the fifth bucket, and the black handprint on her back has faded a lot.

This is a huge improvement.

"Sister Zhilan, come help me." With such a heavy barrel, a little girl like her definitely can't handle it, so every time she had to change the barrel, she didn't bother trying to act tough.

"Coming."

Not only did Zhilan come, she also brought her a piece of good news, "My lord has allowed your sister to come here to accompany you."

"For real?"

"Yes, but she seems to have something to do and will only come back tomorrow."

Dongfang Minghui waved her hand and didn't care. She just didn't want Seventh Sister to worry about her outside, also she was reluctant to part with her. It would definitely take a long time to treat this person. But after thinking about it, Seventh Sister still has to take care of Wei Junlan, or else the other party might do something really crazy after transforming…

Thinking of Wei Junlan, Xuan Zhu was still by that Shaman Larkin's side, if Sister Seventh wasn't there to take care of her, she would feel a little pitiful.

She somewhat regretted her previous proposal now, it seemed a bit selfish when Seventh Sister was needed everywhere.

"Sister Zhilan, if Seventh Sister is too busy, just ask Leon to tell her that it's fine over here and I can take care of myself."

"Didn't you always keep asking about-"

"That was before!"

Children could afford to be fickle at any time! Dongfang Minghui tried very hard to convince herself.

"In that case, I'll go tell Leon."

"Alright."

Dongfang Minghu worked even harder. Almost day and night, she channelled her spiritual power into her eyes to clearly see the inside of the lady's body. The trauma was almost treated, the next step was the extremely important internal injury treatment.

All the medicinal plants she needed before were made into potions and pills by her. In order to not to make the other party suffer too much, she even thought about mixing a little mild medicinal ingredient into the pills…

Little Minghui was holding the knife and was hesitating about whether or not to use her blood but when she remembered that she was forced by her Seventh sister to promise that she would not do it again, Qian Wanyu's worried eyes appeared in her mind.

A pair of big hands crossed her shoulders and suddenly pulled away from the knife in her hand.

"What are you doing?"

Qian Wanyu wanted to give the other party a surprise, but when she saw Dongfang Minghui gesturing with a knife at her wrist, her anger couldn't stop rising, "Did you forget what you promised me before?"

Dongfang Minghui was suddenly caught and felt a little guilty, she immediately defended herself, "No, Seventh sister, I'm just, just—"

"Just what?"

"That's right, I was just thinking about things, I didn't think about cutting myself!"

It's just that she couldn't give a reason because there was no reason at all. She just wanted to let out some blood, but the more she explained, the more she faked it sounded…

Qian Wanyu exuded a cold breath, staring at her, making Dongfang Minghui feel even more guilty.

"Seventh sister, this patient still lacks medical plants. I just want to go back to see you as soon as possible?" Under the circumstances, it is inevitable that there will be deviations when thinking about things.

"Who is so worthy of your sacrifice?"

Looking at the person on the bed, Qian Wanyu was speechless for a while.

Wooo protective Wanyu

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