"Lord Lu."
A spot of light on the path caused him to turn his face away. A slim figure holding a yellow paper umbrella quickly walked over. The faint light from the gas lamp in her hand was particularly eye-catching in the heavy rain.
"This servant saw that the rain was too heavy, so I brought you an umbrella and prepared a carriage outside with the wind." Jinshu pressed an oil-paper umbrella into his hand.
"Thank you very much." A trace of gratitude surfaced in Lu Linghui's heart. Using the light from the lamp to size his up, he discovered that under the hazy light, the outline of the young maid was still very delicate and pretty, with a very clever appearance.
Because of the need to hide his identity as a spy, Lu Linghui was not as diligent as the other King's Party members. Occasionally, he would come over, even if it was late at night, he would be careful and avoid being seen by too many people.
As a result, he was still unable to differentiate between the several maids in the mansion and their names. He could only vaguely remember that they were one of the two most trusted maidservants to Mo Wang.
"What's the girl's name?"
"Jin Shu."
Lu Linghui could not find anything else to say, so he just walked on in a hurry. Fortunately, they were at the deepest part of the Prince's Mansion. Leaving through the back door, they shouldn't be able to walk too far.
Suddenly, Jin Shu rushed forward without any warning and threw the wind lantern in her hand onto the ground. She threw away her umbrella and hugged Lu Linghui tightly.
Lu Linghui, who was preoccupied with his analysis of Xiao Yi Bei's situation, suddenly jumped in fright. He felt a slim and gentle body thrown into his embrace, with a shirt half wet from the rain pressing against his body and his arms hugging his back. Shocked, he widened his eyes and jumped out of the fire.
However, it wasn't anger, but an inexplicable heat on his face. His body was tense. He was completely baffled.
"Don't speak, lower your head." Jin Shu's body was also tense, but she was still trembling. She wasn't as excited or as hot as he was. The flame in her heart that was difficult to describe burned with fear.
Lu Linghui straightened his back and silently lowered his head. He buried her face in her heart and smelled the sweet fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
He realized that even if he was in the Residence of Mo King, he would not be safe.
The sound of the rain covered all sound until they were very close. Only then did Lu Linghui vaguely notice any movement towards them.
His hearing was very sharp, and he could tell it was a woman's light footsteps.
A woman from the Prince Mo Residence that could cause Jin Shu's heart to be on guard, was definitely not Princess Mo, nor was she an ordinary maidservant.
He suddenly thought of Lady Jia, the daughter of the newly appointed Minister of Rites, Jia Shangzhong. He was sent to the palace by Imperial Concubine Lan. Although there was no evidence to confirm his identity, he should be the Yan King Xiao Yijin's subordinate.
His identity must not be discovered by Jia Bi Ruo. Otherwise, Xiao Yijin would definitely be the first to use him. If anything happened to him, the entire Imperial Camp would really fall into the hands of the Yan King.
"Who's in front?" The girl's clear and sharp voice carried a sneer. It sounded like she was a teenage girl.
As if her adultery was exposed, Jin Yu instantly released him and turned around, but she still kept him behind her. She even tried her best to tiptoe to cover his face. Lu Linghui kept her head down, not raising it at all.
"Jin Shu?" The other person dragged his long tongue, raised the gas lamp in his hand, and sized them up.
The lamp of the brocade was thrown on the ground, the tung oil paper was burned out of its hole, and in the pouring rain, the weak flame was extinguished after a few winks. The lamp in the woman's hand became the only source of light.
The dim light was unclear, but the flames seemed unstable as they danced about, illuminating the brocade Shu's face from time to time. Under the reflection of the bamboo oil paper, it was a little green in color.
"Yun'er, it's so late. What are you doing here?" Jinshu drank with a lack of confidence.
"Jinshu Sis, it's so late. What are you doing now?" Yun'er chuckled, her gaze never leaving the tall and straight figure behind Jin Shu's back, not showing any signs of letting him go.
"Does this have anything to do with you?" Jin Shu's voice trembled slightly as she tried her best to show the aura of a maidservant. In any case, she was of a higher rank than Yun-er, and it was not Yun-er's turn to question her.
What she was afraid of was that Yun'er would appear here, and then Gabrielle would appear.
"No, it's just that in the middle of the night, Jinshu and a man … Tsk tsk, it would truly be a disgrace to the prince's household if this were to be spread out. "
"That's my business too. Who am I with? It's up to you to care. I am not married, so even if I have disgraced the royal family, I will not violate the laws of the country. "
Yun Er smiled coldly. Meeting on a rainy night and not being able to control herself, she would never expect Prince Mo to give her such a shameless act. "A maid like Jin Shu and Yu Ying, who belonged to the same house, would be taken in by their master sooner or later. However, if this happened, the prince would only need to know that they were beaten up and sent to sell their houses at a low price.
She circled around them and said, "Yo, is this embarrassment or lack of courage? What kind of man are you if you hide behind a woman?"
Lu Linghui had never been treated with such contempt in his life before. In that moment, anger welled up in his heart. If he wasn't afraid of causing trouble for Prince Mo, he definitely wouldn't have let this woman, who clearly had ill intentions, off the hook.
"Yun'er, let me ask you. This is the back door of the palace, and you're not here to wait on Madam Jia at this time. Do you want to come out or do something?" Jinshu had slowly calmed down by now, and her voice had a hint of sternness to it.
Yun'er was stunned and could not answer immediately.
"Speak, why aren't you speaking?"
Yun'er's gaze shifted to the nearby Xiaoyao's garden before she spoke up. "Madam Jia is feeling a little cold. I'll go out and take a look at the medicine garden to see if there's any medicine to drive the cold away."
"When did you learn medicine?"
Yun'er became angry from embarrassment. "I don't know any medical skills, but I do know about the simplest of medicine, Ge Gen. "Don't put on airs against me, and wait until tomorrow when I tell the prince how he will punish you for your wanton behavior!
"Don't worry about it! "Brother Fu, let's go." Jin Shu sneered, holding Lu Linghui's hand as they hurried to the back door.
Only now did Lu Linghui feel that her small hands were ice-cold. Because half his body was outside the umbrella,he was completely drenched, and his black hair was all over her face. Although her face could not be seen, she was definitely green and pale, and even his lips were trembling.
After exiting the back door, Jin Shu looked back warily, and confirmed that the light in Yun'er's hand was getting farther and farther away. She did not follow her again, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her entire body softened, and she almost fell down.
Fortunately, Lu Linghui helped her up: "Jin Shu, are you alright?"
"Get into the carriage."
Not far away, a simple carriage was waiting. It was done well with the wind, and they all chose the least conspicuous carriages, just like the usual shabby carts rented from horse carriages. Hanging on the front of the carts was a shaking glazed lamp, which was the only luxury decoration on the carriages.
"Thank you."