C13

In the dead of night.

Yu City was the largest town in Spirit State, and it was also the only way to reach the capital from the northern border.

As a result, Yu City's flourishing trade was in no way inferior to that of the capital.

There was a curfew at night in Yu City. The sound of the evening drum could be heard for eight hundred beats. People had to return to their own residences and were not allowed to continue walking outside.

Yi Xiaoqiao sneaked out when the evening drum sounded.

At that time, it was already late at night. Everyone was in a hurry because after the drum sounded, they would be caught if they were to walk outside. Therefore, everyone was anxious.

Yi Xiaoqiao felt that there was no need to rush. After all, eight hundred ringing sounds would take about two hours. This period of time was enough for her to go to the Prince's Mansion and notify Muyi.

Since tomorrow was the prince's birthday celebration, the mansion was still brightly lit with excitement. Yi Xiaoqiao followed the person who brought the dishes in and entered the kitchen in the backyard.

"I'm telling you, tomorrow is our Prince's sixtieth birthday, do it well, do it well, Prince has rewards for everything. If you don't do it well, I'll take care of all of you!"

Wang mama, who was in charge of the kitchen, was waving a flytail flywhisk while shooing the flies. "What are you looking at? Hurry up and get to work! The people who are coming this time are all nobles of the royal family. Good performance! You have your own benefits. If you're slacking off, be careful of your skin."

In Little Qiao's mind, this Wang mama was an extremely formidable person. When Yi Xiaoqiao saw her, he couldn't help but hide to the side. Just as he was about to slip away secretly, a pair of embroidered shoes suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path.

There were several spring flowers embroidered on the indigo shoes, and a few oil spots could be vaguely seen on them. Yi Xiaoqiao looked up into a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which were filled with sternness and understanding.

Wang mama!

Her heart thumped as she thought, It's over!

Yi Xiaoqiao slowly stood up and smiled in embarrassment, "Wang …" "Grandma Wang!"

"Stinking girl, you dare to be lazy, right? Is your skin itchy?! Hurry up and go to work! " Wang mama swept her whisk over and hit her.

Separated by the thin fabric, Yi Xiaoqiao only felt a burning pain in her arms. Her whisk was originally placed in the kitchen to blast away flies, and because it was also used to supervise people, it was filled with fine wire that was as thin as a hair.

"Little Qiao, help me wash this!" Someone from the side walked over with a basket full of vegetables and passed it to her.

Which God saved her?

Yi Xiaoqiao hurriedly took it. Before she could react, she was pushed outside.

"Wang mama, don't be angry. I'll take her to work right now. She'll definitely be washed clean." A crisp voice came from behind her. She was busy dodging people and didn't have time to look carefully before being pushed outside.

"You two little hooves, don't work hard every day. Xiao thinks of all sorts of random things. If you dare to let your imagination run wild again, I'll skin you alive!"

Wang mama's stern voice came from behind.

The people behind her pushed her faster.

Only when they were far away from the kitchen did the people behind her drag her back, dodging all the way to the side where the flowers were.

The two of them squatted amidst the flowers. Yi Xiaoqiao was still confused. She felt as if she was in a dream. Why had she come here for no apparent reason?

When he focused his eyes, the woman who was looking outside looked a little familiar. After thinking carefully, he suddenly realized that this person was the same as Little Qiao, a servant girl from the kitchen. Their name was Altar.

The two of them were sold into the palace together, and since childhood, they grew up together. Their relationship was extremely good.

"How was it, did you see the general?" The altar whispered, filled with gossip.

"General? "What general?" Yi Xiaoqiao was puzzled.

The altar sighed, "Did you not see it? Look at your clothes, whoever borrowed them from, they don't fit you. "

In the afternoon, she had asked someone to help her wash the clothes for her. It was said that they didn't want the clothes, so when she busied herself with sneaking in, she didn't care that they didn't fit properly.

"Did you not see it?" Was it mixed up with the princess? " The altar was filled with grief as she clutched her chest and said, "I knew you were timid and would not dare to disobey the princess. However, don't you think that the princess has already changed her mind? Who else could you be if not the general in the future?"

Wait, why does this sound so weird?

Yi Xiaoqiao nodded without batting an eyelid.

When the altar saw her foolish look, it said, "You, ah, really make others worry. I was hoping for you to soar into the heavens and reach great heights, so that you could bring me away from here!"

A flash of understanding appeared in Yi Xiaoqiao's eyes. She said, why does this altar look so familiar? Isn't this the maid who was on good terms with Little Qiao? The two of them had conspired to hide Yun Jiao's letter, and she had urged Qiao Qiao to hook up with Muyi.

After Little Qiao became Muyi's concubine, he might be rather grateful to her, so he found someone to redeem her from the Mansion, but in the end, he didn't know how Muyi found out. Muyi knew that the two of them had a conspiracy, so he found someone to bring this girl to the barracks to be a military courtesan.

The two girls were completely spoiled by Mu Yi An. This man really wasn't anything special.

But then again, why would they want to hide Yun Jiao's letter? If they knew earlier, wouldn't returning the letter to Muyi have nothing to do with them?

"What about the princess' letter?"

"Tear it! Didn't you fear that the general would be hurt? Then I will tear it off for you and throw it into the furnace, burning it to ashes."

"…" So you were hiding the letter because you were worried that Muyi might be sad after seeing it?

Is this for Muyi? You are courting death!

"Forget it, I'll take my leave first …"

Yi Xiao Qiao wanted to crawl out, but something was stuffed into her hands.

She opened her hand and saw that it was a medicine package. Surprised, she asked, "What is this?"

"Good stuff." The altar gave her an ambiguous look. "This is the one Wang mama used to capture Steward Zhou."

"Huh?"

"Enough nonsense, hurry up and leave. Tonight, the general is still staying at his Drunken Martial Xuan. Quickly go and find him." As she spoke, she took out a wine jug and wine cup from her vegetable basket, and stuffed them into her arms. "Don't put too much into it. You won't be able to bear it. Just a little is enough, understand?"

Yi Xiaoqiao was a little confused. "I'll take this …"

"Don't worry, because tomorrow is the prince's birthday celebration. Today, they are all busy setting it up, and there is no one guarding the backyard!" She patted Yi Xiaoqiao's shoulder and said, "I have to go now. Be careful!"

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at the bottle of wine and the other items in her hands. She was going to talk to Mu Yi'an. If she brought him along, he would definitely misunderstand.

Just as he was about to put his hands on the table, the head of the altar moved closer to him once more. "That is the Bamboo Leaf Qing that the general loves to drink. Bring it along, even if you meet with an investigation, you won't be afraid. Just tell them to bring the wine for the general, and no one will stop you!"

Before Yi Xiaoqiao could put it down, she picked it up again. A misunderstanding was better than not being able to see it!

"I knew that if you like the general, you definitely won't be willing to drug him. Actually, it's nothing much, it's just some medicine!" The altars opened the medicinal bag, poured half of it into the wine pot and shook it vigorously. "That's enough, go."

"Didn't you just say to release less?" Yi Xiaoqiao stared at the wine pot, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"General, you have good mental fortitude. I'm afraid that your charm is not enough. If this still isn't enough, then put it on a bit more." The altar wrapped up the rest of the medicine and stuffed it into her bosom. She earnestly said, "Go ahead, I'll wait for your return!"

As she spoke, she even made a gesture to encourage him.

Yi Xiaoqiao almost vomited blood. You making her bring a jug of wine with medicine to Muyi, isn't that clearly telling Muyi, it's because I have ill intentions towards you!

He was still waiting for her to come back, but could she still come back? Why not just directly commit suicide at Mu Yi'an's place?