Nine Chapters of Strange Cases

Chapter 234 Don't worry, I've got you covered.
Zhou Zhao shook his head. "Turn your back, and I'll bandage the wound. I can manage on my own."

Su Changying glanced at Zhou Zhao's wound, then strode to the window, closed it, and said, "There's a side room nearby. I'll go there. Call me when you're better."

As Su Changying spoke, her eyes flickered, and she pulled down a curtain from the room, covering the two people at the foot of the bed.

Then he turned around and went into the side room.

The side room was small, and the entrance was separated by a beaded curtain.

Inside was a bathtub filled with flower petals, and the scent of mimosa burning in a small incense burner made the space feel cramped and sticky.

Su Changying leaned against the door and closed her eyes slightly.

He could hear the rustling sounds of Zhou Zhao undressing, and the gasps she made when she accidentally aggravated her wound. To make it easier to move around later, the girl must have bound the wound tightly so it wouldn't get in the way.

Perhaps because he had closed his eyes, Zhou Zhao's every move seemed to be magnified a hundred times in his ears.

Even though he hadn't looked, everything about her seemed to be vivid in his mind.

Su Changying blushed as he thought about it, inwardly despising himself. He pursed his lips, walked to the copper basin, and removed his disguise.

"I'm ready."

Zhou Zhao's voice came through.

Su Changying breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the side room.

Zhou Zhao glanced at Su Changying's face, then smiled palely, "General Su, your own face is still the best looking."

Su Changying cleared her throat. "Then why did I see Lord Zhou staring at my face like that just now?"

Zhou Zhao blinked. Who doesn't love to look at a handsome man? Especially a handsome man who looks like a fox spirit.

The words "vixen" popped into Zhou Zhao's mind, and her expression suddenly changed. As if she had swallowed a fly, she thought of a certain man who coveted her older sister, and immediately became listless. "A vixen is nowhere near as pretty as you."

Su Changying quickly lowered his eyes, afraid that if he was even a second too slow, Zhou Zhao would see the barely suppressed smile in his eyes.

"Is it tied tight?"

Zhou Zhao was taken aback by Su Changying's sudden question. By the time she realized what Su Changying was asking, he had already squatted down in front of her and carried her on his back without saying a word.

Zhou Zhao struggled to get off, but then saw Su Changying suddenly pull out a long ribbon from the bed and tie it around her body.

"You've lost too much blood and are too weak right now. It's not that I don't want you to do it..."

As Su Changying spoke, she took her money pouch off her waist and handed it to the person on her back.

“I was not here before, but now I have returned.”

Zhou Zhao originally wanted to say that she was fine, that even if she had suffered more serious injuries, she could still take on eight people at once. Just now, she was poisoned and on the verge of death, but she still managed to break through the encirclement on her own. Even if she lost consciousness, she would definitely fight to the death.

But upon hearing Su Changying's words, she suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

Since Zhou Yan's death and Su Changying's disappearance, she has become accustomed to shouldering everything alone. Whether she was imprisoned in the Court of Justice or wanted to enter the court as an official, she never thought of seeking anyone's help.

Having always been cared for, she became a towering tree that cared for those around her from that day on.

Now Su Changying says he's back. Zhou Zhao clutches the money pouch tightly and wraps his arms around Su Changying's neck.

Su Changying drew her longsword from her waist. "Let's go, Zhaozhao!"

As he spoke, he carried Zhou Zhao on his back and walked out the door without hesitation. By this time, the fog had completely dissipated, and smoke was rising from several places on the island. Right below the small building, a group of guards were escorting a fat, big-eared "guest" toward the ferry.

Zhou Zhao remembered that there was another boat there, which was originally intended for Chen Jiyuan.

"Zhao Zhao," as soon as Su Changying finished speaking, the copper coin in Zhou Zhao's hand flew downstairs. The instant she made her move, Su Changying, like a ghost, leaped up and flew directly to the small building opposite.

The group below didn't even have time to react before the copper coin struck them directly on the back of the head, causing them to fall to the ground without getting up.

The fat, big-eared guest fell to the ground with a thud, and the horse he was riding, as if a mountain had been overturned, finally stood up straight! It flicked its tail and neighed happily, realizing how long its legs were and how tall it was!

That really did kill the horse!
"Who's here?!"

Upon seeing someone fall to the ground, the island guards, swarming around like flies, immediately rushed over, their long arrows flying towards Zhou Zhao and Su Changying as if they were free. Zhou Zhao was delighted to see this; she reached out and caught two arrows with her bare hands, then threw them back with a vengeance.

With two more thuds, two more people fell to the ground.

Su Changying was extremely skilled in light-footed martial arts, and in no time he had shaken the person off. He then lightly flipped into the second floor of a courtyard.

The building was in chaos, clearly the people inside had already received the message and run away. He didn't linger, but sprang up again. In the instant he stood up, Zhou Zhao didn't even look, and gently tossed a tinderbox in his hand.

The tinderbox seemed to have eyes, flying out of the window and landing directly on the curtains in the room. The moment they left, a flame suddenly ignited!
Wooden buildings are flammable, and with the help of the wind, the fire shot up high, instantly turning half the sky red.

Zhou Zhao looked around and counted three, two, one in his mind. Sure enough, a moment later, black smoke billowed from a spot on the north side of the island, and flames rose up.

"Ah Huang is there! He's responding to us!"

Su Changying hummed in agreement, adjusted her direction, and carried Zhou Zhao towards Liu Huang's direction. The two of them weren't in a hurry. Su Changying landed lightly again and stopped directly on the second floor of a courtyard. There were people in the courtyard. Two disheveled men saw the firelight and were tidying up their clothes, preparing to go downstairs.

Zhou Zhao threw two more copper coins, one of which hit a man right between the eyebrows. The man swayed twice and fainted on the bed.

The other person was hit in a pressure point, and he was left standing on one leg, in a hideous escape position.

In this way, those who saw people in the building were knocked unconscious, and those who were not were set on fire. In no time, the island was ablaze, and chaos reigned.

"Zhao Zhao."

Su Changying murmured something and stopped walking.

Zhou Zhao looked ahead and saw a row of people standing at the intersection. The leader was a big, burly man wearing a pink robe. His hands were exceptionally thick and looked like banana leaves. Above his head, a cloud of red blood mist was gathered.

Beside him stood eight masked men dressed in gray, each holding a gleaming broadsword.

Zhou Zhao heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw a bamboo hat flying towards her. It was Ah Huang.

Behind Ah Huang, there was also a group of people...

Upon seeing Zhou Zhao clinging to Su Changying's back, Liu Huang stopped abruptly, turned around, and stood back-to-back with Su Changying and Zhou Zhao.

They were surrounded.