Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 545 Do You Know (12)

After a moment of contemplation, Wangyou made a decision that was inconsistent with her public image: she decided to save people.

"Let's go take a look."

As Wangyou spoke, she took a hidden weapon off her wrist and put it on Rulan's hand. "Fifth sister, this is the Rain of Pear Blossoms Needle. If anyone tries to do something to you, just press this and I guarantee it will turn them into sieves."

"Thank you, Seventh Sister. I will never hold you back." Rulan released Wangyou's hand and instead gripped the hidden weapon in her hand.

The group cautiously approached the source of the cries for help and saw a group of people surrounded by a group of men in black, looking extremely dangerous.

Looking at the old man in the very center, Wangyou was speechless. He was already quite old, and it was a crucial moment in the struggle for the throne, so why did he come out?

"We have to save this person today. Fifth Sister, stay here and don't wander off."

"Yes." Rulan nodded emphatically, determined not to cause Wangyou any trouble.

Granny Sun was left to watch over Rulan and her maid, while the rest of the people were taken away by Wangyou. Before leaving, Wangyou even fired the signal cannon at her waist.

As she ran towards the scene of the incident, Wangyou grabbed a handful of pebbles and threw them. The men holding knives felt their hands go numb and took a step back.

Just then, Wangyou led her men over, pulled the old man out of the middle, and placed him next to Rulan.

"Granny Sun, Rulan, take care of him." After saying that, Wangyou rushed out again.

His whip skills were superb; the whip brought people down with a single lash, instantly reversing the situation. In addition, Zhou Laosan, having received the signal cannon, led his men up the mountain, and those people were quickly either dead or wounded.

"Whose family are you?" the old man asked.

"Let's not talk about that now, let's rest at the estate first!"

"it is good."

Some people stayed behind to deal with the bodies, while the others followed Wangyou and the others towards the manor.

"Seventh Sister, are you alright? Are you hurt?" Although Rulan was a little scared, she still gently wiped the bloodstains from Wangyou's face with a handkerchief.

"I'm fine, the blood is someone else's." Wangyou smiled, this time there was much less distance. She really didn't expect that after witnessing her kill someone, Rulan would still have the audacity to approach her. She accepted this older sister.

"Go back and quickly take a bath and change your clothes, then step over a brazier to get rid of the bad luck," Rulan said earnestly.

The old man and his group looked at the two sisters. One was clearly terrified, yet she bravely wiped the blood splattered on her face. The other looked young, but her expression was calm and she showed no mercy when she struck. They wondered whose daughter she was. If the Zhao family had a girl like her, he wouldn't have to worry every day.

Back at the manor, Zhou Laosan led the people to wash up, and Rulan quickly had someone boil water. She also urged Wangyou to bathe and change her clothes. She then ran to the head of the manor to inquire if there was any other way to get rid of bad luck besides stepping over the fire basin.

After Wangyou finished bathing, she saw a brazier, willow branches, and a series of other strange things.

"Seventh Sister, come quickly! This brazier is made of mugwort. Step over it quickly!" Rulan pulled Wangyou over the brazier and then patted her with a willow branch dipped in water.

Wangyou said helplessly, "Fifth Sister, even if there is bad luck, it's because I'm bringing bad luck on others."

"Okay, that's settled then." The black donkey hooves and black dog blood were finally all taken away.

"How are those people?"

"Not bad, that old gentleman is recovering well."

"Let's go take a look!" Wangyou got up, and the two sisters went over.

"Is the old man alright?"

"It's nothing, thank you all for today."

"You're welcome. It's only right to help those in need!" Wangyou waved her hand and said.

"How dare you!"

"Hey!" The old man waved his hand, and the man next to him stepped back.

"Old sir, you don't look well. I have some pills here, please take one!" Wangyou took out a jade bottle and poured out a green pill.

"Thank you, young lady." The old man wasn't afraid at all. He took the tea and swallowed it down with it. The people around him didn't even have time to stop him. He then glared fiercely at Wangyou.

“If you look at me again, I’ll gouge your eyes out. If I wanted to harm him, I wouldn’t need to save you.” Wangyou glared back, showing no sign of backing down.

"Alright, the young lady is right. Besides, this medicine is good; I feel much better now," the old man said, frowning.

Seeing that the person next to him had finally stopped babbling, the old man spoke again, "Young lady, what's the name of this medicine? Are you selling it?"

"This is called Jade Dew Pill. It's not for sale. It's very difficult to make, and each one is worth a fortune. I'm keeping the remaining few for myself. If you didn't look so unwell, I wouldn't have been able to part with them." Wangyou shook her head and refused.

"Did you prepare this medicine?" The old man asked, a question that even he himself didn't believe.

"Yes, I prepared it. The medicine works well, doesn't it?" Wangyou said smugly.

"It really is good. Before, I felt like I only had two more years to live. After taking this pill, I feel like I can live for another ten or eight years." The old man spoke sincerely, and he was genuinely envious.

"Of course the medicine is effective. It contains thousand-year-old ginseng, three-thousand-year-old snow lotus, and some rare herbs from other places. It's not easy to gather all of them."

"So how did you collect them all?"

"Of course, they're bought with money; some are even collected by others."

"The money was given to me by my family."

"No, that's not true. My dad is so poor that he can support himself. Of course, I earned all this money myself."

"How did you make it?"

"This is my trade secret. I can't tell you. What if you tell me and then you start stealing my business?"

"Impressive, I won't ask anymore. But if you sell me one of those pills, I'll offer two thousand taels of gold." The old man decided to try one more time.

"It's no use for you to buy it; this medicine can only be taken once in a lifetime."

"Of course." The old man paused for a moment, then gave up. How could one keep taking medicine with such strong effects that it could prolong life? If one could take it forever, wouldn't one be able to live forever?

"Young lady, I won't take your medicine for nothing; I'll give you a reward."

"Thank you, sir." Neither of them asked who the other was; Wangyou had forgotten, but the old man would find out once he got back.

Now that the old man had recovered, he naturally returned to the palace very soon.

When Wangyou saw the old man off, she noticed a teenager among the entourage. He was probably a member of the imperial family. She wondered what kind of person he was. After all, a good emperor was very important.

"Seventh Sister, what are you looking at?"

"I was just thinking that there was a young man among the old man's entourage, who should also be a member of the imperial family. I wonder if you saw him?"

"A member of the imperial family? Seventh Sister, that old gentleman?"

"Yeah, just like you think," Wangyou said with a mischievous grin.

Rulan's legs went weak, but she saw the Emperor and survived. She, Sheng Rulan, had made something of herself.