Chapter 59 It is your blessing to let you warm the bed
The scholar in white curled his lips, but a cold and gloomy killing intent flashed in his lowered slender eyes.
But the next moment, there was a sudden sound of fighting outside, followed by someone shouting sharply——
"I saw the assassin, catch him!"
The head guard's face turned cold and he immediately called to his men who were searching: "How are you doing? Is there anything unusual inside?"
The guards in charge of the search all shook their heads: "There are only freshly killed pork that are hanging to dry in the inner courtyard, but there is no one there!"
This is exactly what Ming Lanruo said, and there is nothing suspicious about it.
The head guard frowned and clasped his fists at Ming Lanruo: "Princess, excuse me, please leave quickly, this place is dangerous!"
After the hurried explanation, he immediately turned around and ran out the door, sternly saying: "Chase the assassin, don't let anyone go!"
After saying that, a group of people raised their swords toward the door with murderous intent, and the courtyard became clear in an instant.
Ming Lanruo then covered her heart and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Jing Ming acted in time!
Then, she ignored the scholar in white and immediately ran out the door and asked the coachman to drive their carriage over.
By the time the coachman helped put the unknown master into the carriage, Jing He was already out of breath and slipped back in a bit of embarrassment.
She had just followed Ming Lanruo's instructions, masked herself and pretended to be King Qin to attract the attention of the prince's men. After a lot of effort, she managed to escape.
"Go get Shangguan Hongye down and put him into the carriage!" Ming Lanruo lowered her voice and ordered Jinghe.
Jing He got the order, jumped onto the beam, pulled down the half-conscious King Qin who was still pulling on the beam, and stuffed him into the carriage.
"Okay, Miss, let's leave quickly!" Jing He whispered.
Ming Lanruo nodded, looked at the scholar aside, and suddenly frowned: "This person must go with us!"
If this scholar in white clothes is left here and he goes out and talks nonsense, there will be endless troubles.
Jing He immediately and faithfully carried out Ming Lanruo's order, and unceremoniously took the scholar in white by his belt and dragged him onto the carriage.
"Tsk, this guy is pretty, but he looks quite skinny and heavy!" She muttered a few words.
Being carried into the car like cargo, the scholar in white didn't look very good, but he still got up obediently and sat down in the corner.
The coachman immediately whipped up his horse and rode away.
The mysterious black figures hidden in the shadows of every corner of the yard looked at each other in confusion——
God, my master... was he "captured"?
What are they going to do?
On the carriage, Ming Lanruo breathed a sigh of relief, took a silver needle and pricked the wrist of the scholar in white a few times: "Okay, you can talk now, but there are some things you shouldn't say, so don't say them."
The scholar in white looked at her and said quietly and politely: "The young man knows."
"Who are you and why do you know palace etiquette?" Ming Lanruo asked casually as she put away the silver needle in her hand.
The scholar in white said softly: "The student's single name is a hidden word. Everyone calls me A Yin or Yin Scholar. There are no relatives in Jiangnan's family. I have failed the exam several times..."
He paused, as if he was a little ashamed: "I am a scholar who is useless. I really have no livelihood. I once wanted to sell myself and enter the palace. I learned some palace etiquette from the comprador's father-in-law and wanted to enter the palace to find a future.
"
Ming Lanruo nodded thoughtfully, the Comprador Department was responsible for purchasing palace maids and eunuchs.
The father-in-laws there indeed have the task of selecting poor scholars to work as eunuchs in the palace, and the money given to these scholars for selling themselves is ten times that of ordinary people who sell themselves to the palace.
After all, only eunuchs who have read books can go to the emperor and the empresses of various palaces to serve pen and ink.
Of course, this kind of thing is a great humiliation to scholars, so they won't do it even if they are desperate.
Ming Lanruo took a look at the scholar, and found that he was indeed what his father-in-laws liked. He was gentle, young and delicate, and he was still a scholar.
"Then why don't you enter the palace again?" Jing He stared at him suspiciously.
The pale face of the scholar in white was stained with a little crimson, and he pulled his sleeves as if embarrassed and panicked: "The Master said that there are three unfilial piety, the greatest of which is not having an offspring... I am not married yet, and I want to leave a child for the family, and then...
If I go in again, and I haven’t fully thought about it yet... I’m afraid of pain.”
The way he blushed and tried to defend himself dispelled a lot of Ming Lanruo's suspicions.
Cutting off the roots of children and grandchildren is not painful, it is more painful than giving birth to a child.
Moreover, men, especially men who are studying, will still want to leave a family behind even if they decide to cut off their descendants for the sake of their future.
Well, except... Cang Qiao is an exception.
If it hadn't been for her, he would probably have been a eunuch until his death.
Ming Lanruo said coldly: "Scholar Yin, although I am a widow, I can still speak in front of the Queen Mother. If you can help me return to the palace safely, I will be grateful. But if you talk nonsense, the prince
It's just to capture this 'assassin', but I guarantee you will lose your head."
The hidden scholar nodded with an uneasy look and lowered his eyes, as if he was frightened.
It turns out that she actually has such a decisive side... which is surprising and unsettling.
But the carriage had not been going for long when suddenly there was a noise of chaos and chaos on the roadside.
"Get out of the way!"
"Idle people avoid it!"
Ming Lanruo opened the curtain and looked out the window.
"Quickly leave the street and go home. The whole town is under martial law. No one is allowed to leave Tangquan Town." Some heavily armed soldiers began to blockade the street with murderous intent, shouting at the top of their lungs.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately lowered the curtains and frowned: "It seems we can't get out!"
If the prince cannot catch King Qin, he is afraid that the entire Tangquan Town will be blocked and searched one by one.
"Miss, what should I do?" Jing He held the two swords at his waist and his face darkened.
The late madam asked her to study under the command of the chief instructor of the 800,000-strong border army. The master said that she had excellent bones. She had been good at killing people since elementary school and was able to protect the general's troops from breaking out of tight sieges.
She asked herself if she had the ability to rush out with the eldest lady.
But if you have to bring one unconscious, one injured, and one weak scholar, it will be troublesome...
Ming Lanruo took one look at the situation in the car and her mind started spinning rapidly.
A Xiubai hand suddenly gently pulled her sleeve, and Scholar Yin's somewhat uneasy voice sounded: "I... the inn I live in is right in front, and I am the accountant there. Would you like the princess to go and avoid it first?"
To avoid?"
She turned to look at him.
The scholar was young, with a red mole under his delicate face, which was a bit monstrous but made his appearance more delicate and delicate. He looked at her sincerely and uneasily.
The carriage suddenly jolted, and Ming Lanruo couldn't sit still and crashed into Scholar Yin's arms.
A pair of slender arms immediately hugged her and protected her forehead.
Ming Lanruo felt like she had fallen into a good-smelling chest, and her nose was filled with bookish air that smelled of fresh snow.
Her hand on his chest suddenly stopped.
Under the palm of his hand, the cotton robe was a little thin, but he could still feel the clear muscle lines under his chest.
After a little exploration, you can find that although his waist is narrow, it is inexplicably hard and strong, and his muscles are full of explosive power.
Why is he in such good shape... so good that he doesn't look like a scholar who has never exercised and can only read.
Ming Lanruo raised her eyes to look at him suspiciously, and instinctively touched a few more times.
The hidden scholar was groped by her, causing a dark light to appear in his eyes.
A blush of shame appeared on his fair face, and he suddenly blocked Ming Lanruo's delicate hand with his backhand, and said in a trembling voice: "The princess is a widow. Although Xiaosheng has thought of selling himself into the palace to make a future, but... he is not the kind of person who sells himself to the rich and powerful.
Please don’t touch the person on the bed..."
Ming Lanruo was stunned: "..."
When Jing He heard this, he grabbed his collar with a straight face: "What are you farting on?"
Ming Lanruo blushed and withdrew her hand, coughing displeasedly: "Ahem, yes, it was just an accident. If you, a scholar, keep talking nonsense, I will..."
"My master falls in love with you and wants to touch you. It's your blessing to let you warm the bed, understand?" Jing He said to the hidden scholar with a cold face!
Ming Lanruo's eyes twitched: "..."
The scholar in white, who was being carried by Jing He, looked "weak, helpless, and pitiful", as if she was going to ravage him at any time.
Ming Lanruo rubbed her eyebrows and took a deep breath: "Jinghe, let go of him."
When Jing He was a child, she followed her master to stay in the military camp for a period of time every year. She developed a somewhat "unruly" temperament and was afraid that she would scare the little scholar to death.
Jing He let go of his hand in accordance with the order, and the scholar in white leaned against the car wall to catch his breath, holding his collar and not daring to look at them.
Ming Lanruo coughed lightly: "I won't do anything to you. Just go to the inn where you work. When I get out smoothly, I will thank you greatly!"
Regardless of whether the hidden scholar is trustworthy or not, it is better than running into the officers and soldiers who are checking all the carriages along the street!
Scholar Yin then lowered his eyes and nodded obediently: "Yes."
Jing He glanced at the hidden scholar, feeling a little puzzled.
Could it be that the eldest lady was so heartbroken by King Qin that she no longer likes that kind of warrior and likes this kind of man who is as weak as killing a chicken in vain?
Well, no matter what kind of man the eldest lady likes, even if she likes a eunuch, she will send him to the eldest lady’s bed!