On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 2048 Control of Liu Mansion

Su Shengsheng led the four people to the yard.

She spoke softly, her tone cheerful, and even her steps were much lighter. Number Nine walked at the end and looked back at Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu was still standing on the shore, her figure looking a little thin in the morning mist.

But for some reason, when Number Nine saw Yan Ruyu, he suddenly felt more at ease. He turned around and quickly caught up with the person in front.

Only after their figures disappeared did Yan Ruyu withdraw her gaze.

She saw the fear and anticipation in the girls' eyes.

Longyin Island is the nightmare of these people. All she can do is give them a chance to wake up.

The wind blew over with moisture, bringing a bit of coolness.

Yan Ruyu straightened her collar. Now that things here were settled, it was time for her to return to Rongzhou.

When Sun Qing half-supported and half-carried Liu Balang as he stepped into the gate of Liu's mansion, the two servants standing guard at the door were startled.

The servant on the left stared at the blood-soaked collar of Liu Balang's shirt, his voice trembling: "Guardian Sun, Guard Sun, what happened to Master Ba?"

"Don't just stand there, go get someone to carry the Eighth Master back to his bedroom!" Sun Qing's voice was not loud, but it carried unquestionable force.

He did not relax his grip and carefully supported Liu Balang's back, fearing that he would use too much force.

The servant finally reacted and ran towards the yard, shouting, "Hurry up! The Eighth Master is injured!"

As the shouts came, the entire Liu Mansion was in chaos.

A while ago, the head butler suddenly disappeared for no reason, and the affairs in the mansion were already in disarray. Now the master has become like this. Everyone is unsure and their eyes are full of panic. They stand there looking at each other, and no one dares to make a decision.

Sun Qing didn't have time to explain to the others. Seeing two strong servants running over, he immediately ordered, "You two, find a sturdy wooden board, put a new cotton pad on it, and gently carry the Eighth Master back to his bedroom. Move slowly."

The two servants quickly agreed and turned around to prepare.

Sun Qing then looked at a maidservant wearing a green cloth shirt next to him and said, "Go to the kitchen and ask Aunt Zhang to make some blood-tonifying soup. He might need it when the Eighth Master wakes up."

The maid nodded and ran off, but after only a few steps she turned back and asked hesitantly, "Guard Sun, where's the doctor? Should we go get him?"

"I've sent someone there already. Go take care of the soup first."

Just as Sun Qing finished speaking, he saw Butler Wang squeeze out from the crowd.

Steward Wang was the second-rank steward in the mansion. He had been with the Liu family for many years and always felt that he had seniority. At this moment, he frowned and said with a bit of dissatisfaction: "Guard Sun, the affairs of the mansion have always been managed by the stewards. As a guard, you are directly arranging the servants like this. Isn't it against the rules?"

As soon as he said this, Butler Li and Butler Zhao came over.

Steward Li nodded and said, "The rules of this mansion cannot be broken. Since the head steward is not here, it is us, the second-class stewards, who should discuss and decide. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to overstep your authority."

Sun Qing turned to look at the three of them, his face expressionless, but his voice was a little deeper than before: "Which is more important, the rules or the life of the Eighth Master?"

He paused, his eyes sweeping over the three housekeepers. "Now that the Eighth Master is unconscious, if there's no one to make decisions in the mansion, the servants will be in chaos. If something goes wrong again, who will take responsibility?"

Butler Wang opened his mouth, wanting to retort but no words came out.

Butler Zhao tried to smooth things over: "Guard Sun is also doing this for the Eighth Master's own good, but shouldn't we discuss this arrangement a little more?"

Sun Qing immediately responded, “Okay, Housekeeper Zhao, go and check the medicinal materials in the warehouse to ensure that the doctor has enough medicine;

Butler Li went outside the mansion and doubled the guards. From today on, no matter who comes, they must inform first. No strangers can be allowed to enter the mansion casually.

Steward Wang, you go and stand guard outside the bedroom. When the doctor arrives, take him directly over. If the Eighth Master makes any movement, tell me immediately."

He spoke clearly and logically, and each housekeeper's tasks were clearly arranged.

Butler Zhao was stunned. He didn't expect that Sun Qing had taken all these details into consideration and he couldn't find any mistakes.

Butler Li wanted to say something, but when he saw Sun Qing's hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist, he swallowed his words back - he knew Sun Qing's fighting power, and if a fight really came to a head, he would be no match for him at all. Besides, there was indeed nothing wrong with Sun Qing's arrangement. If he objected again, it would seem that he was deliberately looking for trouble.

"Okay, let's do as you say." Butler Wang was the first to relax and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

Butler Li and Butler Zhao looked at each other and went back to their work.

Seeing that the housekeepers had listened to Sun Qing's arrangements, the servants stopped panicking and each performed their duties according to Sun Qing's instructions.

Sun Qing stood where he was, watching everyone move in an orderly manner, and sneered silently - he hadn't stayed in the palace for so long in vain, so what was a small Liu Mansion to him?

He turned and walked towards Liu Balang's bedroom.

In the bedroom, the doctor had arrived and was sitting by the bed taking Liu Balang's pulse.

Sun Qing walked in quietly, without disturbing anyone, and just stood by and waited quietly.

After a long while, the doctor withdrew his hand and sighed softly.

"Doctor, how is the Eighth Master?" Sun Qing asked quickly.

"He lost a lot of blood, but luckily nothing was hurt." The doctor packed up his medicine box. "I'll write a prescription and ask the servants to get the medicine. Once it's boiled, give it to the Eighth Master. Whether he can wake up depends on tonight."

"Thank you, doctor." Sun Qing took the prescription and instructed the maid next to him, "Get the medicine according to the prescription. Keep an eye on it while it's being boiled to make sure nothing goes wrong."

The maid agreed and left. Sun Qing walked to the bed again, looked at Liu Balang's pale face, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Because of the medicine he had given him before, Liu Balang would not wake up no matter which doctor came.

He remembered the instructions from Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu, asking him to secretly check the mysterious courtyard in the mansion. Now that Liu Balang was unconscious, he could go there openly under the pretext of reporting the situation.

After instructing the housekeeper Wang who was guarding outside the bedroom to send someone to find him immediately if anything happened, Sun Qingcai turned and walked towards the mysterious courtyard.

Few people usually go to that yard, and it has an atmosphere of keeping strangers away.

As Sun Qing just walked to the gate of the courtyard, two dark shadows walked out from behind the nearby pillars.

Both of them were wearing black cloaks, even their heads were covered by the cloaks, only the outline of their chins could be seen, and their appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Stop." The man in the black cloak on the left spoke in a hoarse voice, "This is not the place you should be."

Sun Qing stopped, his hand quietly resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist. His body was tense, but he showed no hostility. He simply bowed to the two men and said, "Gentlemen, I mean no offense. It's just that something big happened in the mansion. Before the Eighth Master passed away, he instructed me to inform you two."

The black cloak on the right took a step forward, with a hint of surprise in his tone: "What happened?"

"The Eighth Master was ambushed on his way back home and was seriously injured. He hasn't woken up yet."

Sun Qing answered truthfully, staring at the two men's reactions, trying to read something from their faces, but the cloak blocked their view too tightly and he couldn't see anything.

The two men in black cloaks looked at each other. Although their expressions could not be seen, one could feel that they were also a little surprised.