Chapter 260 The Sinner’s Daughter 8
Xining found that she actually ate a small bowl full of rice.
What should I say now to ask people to come out?
How dare you! In fact, it is extremely indecent for them to do this. Even though the door is open and there are two people guarding it outside, she is still a girl who has not left the palace. Eating alone with a strange man is enough to drown those pedantic masters in spittle.
If you weren't a damn Jin Yiwei, as usual, this strange man would be beaten out by the guards, and he might be tied up and sent to the government.
Xining looked at the other party carefully. He was tall and well-looking as he sat there. He had a porcelain-white face that seemed to rarely see the sun. He looked sideways, with high nose and red thin lips. He was quite handsome, but he exuded a deep and cold air that made people shudder.
The other party also looked over, and she was so frightened that she immediately turned back and cast her eyes on the empty bowls and plates all over the table.
The atmosphere was so stagnant that it made people breathless, as if countless pairs of big hands could reach out from the darkness at any time and tear her to pieces.
But sitting like this is not a problem. So she asked with difficulty: "Do you have anything else to ask, sir?"
If you want to be killed or beheaded, if you want to be arrested or sent to jail, I will give you a good time!
The other party was silent for a moment. In just a few seconds, it felt like a century, and the room was as dead as a tomb.
"Since there is nothing more to ask." Xining said word by word with a cold sweat all over his body: "My lord, you must be tired after a long journey today, so you should go back to your house to rest early."
The other party's tall nose blew out a puff of air, and the whole cold person finally became a little lively. He said meaningfully: "I am not tired."
I went and refused to leave. Xi Ning bit the bullet and said: "The adults are not tired, but the little girl is."
The other party finally stood up: "Then have a good rest."
He finally left. Xining almost wanted to cry. Finally, this living king of hell could leave.
He stood there with his head lowered: "Aren't you going to send me off?"
Even if Xining wanted to, she couldn't stand up. The body owner's reaction was so strong that she had to hold herself up even as she spoke, and her legs had already become weak.
She could only sit on the chair, made a sideways salute, bowed her head slightly, and said respectfully: "Send me off to you, sir." Just pretend, I really can't stand up.
Looking at the pair of soap-colored official boots on the ground, exposed from time to time under the black cloak, he walked towards the door.
Well, there are only a few steps from the table to the door, so you can just walk there by yourself.
Xining just raised his head, not daring to look at the other person's face, when he saw the tall black figure stopped at the door.
The air that moved with the footsteps finally condensed again, and the other party's calm, deep and consistent voice came: "I am Xu Mian, the commander of Fusi, Beizhen."
Bei...Beizhen Fusi...Commander Tongzhi...
"Oh, Mr. Xu, I'm sorry that I won't send you far." Xining sat there, expressionless, but his legs hidden under the table were trembling.
Xu Mian glanced at her lightly and turned away.
Jinyiwei is divided into North and South Town Fusi.
Nanzhen Fusi is responsible for Jinyiwei's law and discipline, military discipline, supervision, personnel management, etc.
The Fusi of Beizhen is responsible for prison edicts and can make arrests and executions on his own without going through the Ministry of Punishment.
Although the official position of Jinyiwei is the commander, the second is the two commanders. But the real power lies with Beizhen Fusi, so who has the most power among the Jinyi Guards does not depend on who has the highest military rank, but who is in charge of Beizhen Fusi.
Woohoo, can you stop playing? It's so scary, I want to go home. Mo Ming: "Of course... no."
The other party had already left, and Xining was still sitting there blankly. She didn't come back to her senses until Furong stumbled over to her.
"Miss, miss..." Furong knelt at her feet, hugging her and crying, as if she was parting from life or death.
Xi Ning's whole body was dripping with tears at this time, and she broke into cold sweat countless times. He turned his eyes to the table and said feebly: "Let's clear the table first."
After closing the door, Furong packed up the dishes and sent them downstairs. Mu Xiang, who was beside the eldest lady, came over with a basin of water. She gently closed the door when she came in and out, and asked about the situation by bringing water.
Xining took the twisted wet towel and wiped the sweat: "It's okay, it's just from Beizhen Fusi."
Woody...
Are you okay? Fusi in Beizhen is simply the Palace of the King of Hell.
"The eldest lady is at the old lady's place now. I would also like to ask the eldest lady if she is..." After all, Mu Xiang is by the eldest lady's side and has a calm temper. Having said this, I looked around and then lowered my voice: "I'm traveling all night."
Xining didn't even think about it: "If it's against us, there's no point in running away. If not, why run away? Let's wait until they leave tomorrow and then we'll be on our way again."
After a while, he added: "Hire some merchant ships then."
Taking a boat is faster than taking a car. Don't think about the water bandits now and most of the team don't know how to swim. Go as fast as you can!
Mu Xiang nodded, helped her wipe herself, helped her untie her bun, and tied up her knee-length hair with a piece of cloth.
When Xi Ning untied her bun, she felt heartbroken. The golden hairpin was still in the hands of Tongzhi, the commander of Jin Yiwei. It's pure gold, with sufficient materials and good workmanship. You can tell at a glance that the craftsmanship is only available in the palace. The pawn can be worth half a year's worth of ordinary people's household expenses.
I don’t dare to ask for it back now. I have long asked Fleur to put her hair in a ponytail. It has to look good, no matter what kind of bun it is. What do you want to see during your escape?
After washing up, Muxiang helped her lie down and went back to resume her life.
And all her strength was drained from her body, and she suddenly collapsed.
Suddenly I heard the sound of pigeons flapping their wings outside the window, from near to far.
Maybe Jin Yiwei sent out a homing pigeon to report to the capital.
This place is a hundred miles away from the capital, and a pigeon can reach it in an hour at most, or as quickly as half an hour. When there is a reply from the capital, a messenger will be sent and he will ride over overnight and he will arrive in an hour or two.
Sure enough, I heard the sound of horse hooves downstairs in the distance again. Not counting the hoofing pigeons that had just been released, I also sent someone to report the news.
Xining could only sigh and resign herself to fate. If the task only involved the owner, she would immediately pack up her things and slip away, but she had to preserve the reputation of all the female members of the Gu family. Qing Yu is a piece of shit, it would be great if you can save your life, and you can pay back Qing Yu.
After Fu Rong packed her things, there was no other place to lie down here, so she lay down next to her and fell asleep together. He tossed and turned several times, obviously frightened and unable to sleep.
She couldn't sleep even with her. In her daze, she always had nightmares, either being entangled by a snake or being chased by a wolf. She couldn't remember the rest.
The sky finally dawned, Xining was fully dressed and could finally look at herself in the mirror.
The slender eyebrows are smoky without daisy, and the lips are red without rouge. Because I didn't sleep well all night, my eyes are slightly blue, but my beauty is still intact. Fifteen years old is the best age in this era. Just when the flowers are about to bloom, life is learned in a hurry with a belt. Don't talk about others, the owner of the body is not willing to do it.
I have already heard that there is a horse coming back from the ugly time, so it seems that the conclusion has been reached.
The worst he could do was go to jail and spend more than a month in exile. No matter what, I have to hold on even to death!
(End of chapter)