Xining found that she had also eaten a small bowl full of rice.

What should I say now to ask people out?

How dare you! In fact, it is very indecent for them to do this. Even if the door is open and there are two people guarding the outside, she is a girl who has not left the court after all. Eating alone with a strange man is enough to make those pedantic wives

Drowned with saliva.

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 cautiously. He was tall and well-looking as he sat there. He had a porcelain-white face that seemed to rarely see the sun. Looking sideways, his nose was high and his thin lips were rosy. He was quite handsome, but

There is a deep and cold air exuding all over the body, which makes people shudder.

The other party also looked over, and she was so frightened that she immediately turned around 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. Just a few seconds, which 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 but refused to leave. Xining gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not tired, sir, but I am tired, little girl."

The other party finally stood up: "Then take a good rest."

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 to show off, she really couldn'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...

"Oh, Mr. Xu, 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, turned around and left.

Jinyiwei is divided into North and South Town Fusi.

Nanzhen Fusi is responsible for the management of the legal and military discipline inspection personnel of Jinyiwei.

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 the Jinyiwei is the commander with the highest rank, followed by the two commanders. But the real power lies with Beizhen Fusi, so who has the most power among the Jinyiwei does not depend on who has the highest military rank, but who is in charge of Beizhen

Fu Si.

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. It wasn't until Furong stumbled over to her that she came back to her senses.

"Miss, miss..." Furong knelt at her feet, hugging her and crying, as if she was parting from life or death.

Xining was already dripping with sweat all over his body and broke out in cold sweat countless times. He turned his eyes to the table and said feebly: "Let's clear the table first."

After closing the door, Fu Rong packed up the dishes and sent them downstairs. Mu Xiang, who was beside the eldest lady, came over with a basin of water. She closed the door gently 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? That place in Fusi, Beizhen, is simply the Palace 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..." Mu Xiang is with the eldest lady after all, and her temper is still calm. After saying this, she looked around and then lowered her voice:

"Travel all night."

Xining didn't even think about it: "If it's against us, there's no point in escaping. If it's not, why run away? Let's wait until they leave tomorrow and then we'll be on our way."

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 her body, helped her untie her bun, and tied up her knee-length hair with a piece of cloth.

When she untied her bun, Xi Ning felt distressed. The golden hairpin was still in the hands of Master Tongzhi, the commander of Jinyiwei. It was full of pure gold, with sufficient materials and good workmanship. One look at it showed that the craftsmanship was only available in the palace. If it was pawned, it would be worth the price of ordinary people.

Home use for half a year.

Now I don’t dare to ask for it back. I just asked Furong to put her hair in a ponytail. It has to look good, so what kind of bun is it? During the escape, what do you want to look good?

After washing up, Mu Xiang 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 it was the Jin Yiwei who sent out homing pigeons to report to the capital.

This place is a hundred miles away from the capital, and a pigeon can arrive there in an hour at most, or half an hour in less time. When there is a reply from the capital, a messenger is sent out, and he rides over overnight, and he can arrive in an hour or two.

Sure enough, I heard the sound of horse hooves downstairs in the distance again. Not counting the hoofing that had just been released, I also sent someone to report the news.

Xi Ning could only sigh and resign herself to fate. If the task only involved the body owner, she would immediately pack up her things and slip away, but she had to save the Qing Yu of all the female relatives of the Gu family. Qing Yu is a piece of shit, it would be great if she could save her life, and pay back her reputation.

After Fu Rong packed her things, there was no other place to lie down here, so she lay beside her and fell asleep together. She tossed and turned several times, obviously frightened and unable to sleep.

She couldn't sleep even with her, and in her daze, she always had nightmares, either being entangled by a snake or being chased by a wolf, and 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 rouge, and the lips are red without rouge. Because they haven’t slept well all night, their eyes are slightly blue, but their beauty is still intact. Fifteen years old is the best age in this era, when the flowers are about to bloom.

, but a belt hastily understood life. 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.
Chapter completed!