Walking on the deserted Gobi Desert, especially after dark, the feeling of chilling to the bones is really unbearable, but what is even more unbearable is not being able to rest.

Their wagons and supplies had been taken away by the saloons, and they carried only a small amount of food and water with them, and even if they could gather enough thorns to make a fire, they could not just lie in an open space without any shelter, for the low temperature would most likely cost them their lives in their sleep.

After tossing and turning for so long during the day, everyone was extremely tired, and after nightfall, everyone had to resist the constant sleepiness and the bone-chilling cold, and gradually, all around was the movement of Si Suo walking on the gravel, and no one had the extra strength to chat.

In this environment, Ruoshui has been struggling to move forward until Lu Li's voice suddenly came from the front.

"We're here."

Arrived? And here it is?

Mentally prepared for the long journey, Ruoshui thought that the 25,000-mile long march had just begun, but he didn't expect it to arrive so soon.

Although it was pitch black in front of him, as soon as he heard that the destination was close in front of him, Ruoshui suddenly felt a sense of dizziness, and the moment the body supported by willpower relaxed, it was on the verge of collapse.

If the water faints.

When she woke up again, she was already in the border camp.

Although the environment on the border was difficult, the big tent in front of her looked much more luxurious than the temporary big tent for reinforcements she had been in before. This is enough to highlight one thing, that is, the owner of this big camp has a very unique and wealthy identity.

The title of "God of Cooking" sounds very domineering. But even if a cook sits at the top, he is only a cook, and in this hierarchical feudal society, the service industry can never be above the ruling class.

She should be more than just a "kitchen god".

"Are you awake?"

Ruoshui was looking at the big tent as soon as he opened his eyes, but he didn't find that there was still a person sitting at the foot of the bed.

It turned out to be a girl in an iron cloak! If it weren't for that face full of feminine features, and only with that heavy armor that couldn't tell the figure, Ruoshui would never have thought of this person as a girl!

"You ......"

Ruoshui certainly didn't think that this girl would be the maid sent to serve her. After all, even if it is a large camp stationed on the border, it will not let a girl wear the iron armor that can only be worn on the battlefield.

The girl walked in front of Ruoshui's bed, and a heroic but feminine face was presented in front of Ruoshui.

"Bai Yaxin."

Her answer was as neat and crisp as her looks and dress. It's just that Ruoshui's mind is no longer in her tone at all.

Bai Yaxin, this name, is similar to Bai Yarou~

"Who are you Bai Yarou?"

Ruoshui frowned and asked without thinking.

"It's my sister. Do you know her? ”

Bai Yaxin's brows also furrowed. She didn't know what the girl in front of her was at first, but her mother-in-law told her to take care of it, and there were only two women in the whole camp, she and her mother-in-law-to-be, so she could only take over the job.

You must know that what she is not good at is taking care of people, especially taking care of a woman, for a woman who mixes in the pile of men all day long, the most annoying thing in this world is probably the crooked and pretentious woman.

So she didn't have a good impression of Ruoshui, and then she found out that she and her sister seemed to know each other. Suddenly I became even more impatient.

Bai Yaxin doesn't like Bai Yarou, she thinks that her sister is the most typical representative of the pretentious woman she hates the most. All the people or things related to her sister, she was disgusted.

And Ruoshui was also wary of this Bai Yaxin because of Bai Yarou's relationship.

She doesn't know what kind of bloody story there has been between Bai Xiang's two daughters, for her, this Bai Yaxin is Bai Yarou's sister, and Bai Yarou is the person who wants to deal with her, this news alone is enough.

It's just a few words of exchange, and the two women are already tired of each other. Ruoshui was still lying on the bed and didn't have much energy, so Bai Yaxin chose to leave as soon as possible.

"I'll call the medic to come and show you."

Throwing down such a sentence hastily, she turned and walked out of the big tent.

After realizing that he was most likely in danger, Ruoshui could not lie on the bed and wait for death. She forcibly suppressed the dizziness that hit her head after she got up, and looked at the position where Bai Yaxin had been sitting.

There turned out to be a foot pedal~

After seeing that position, Ruoshui immediately came up with such a sentence in his head. It's not that there's anything wrong with a pedal in that position, the key is, why does the white-faced daughter sit on the pedal?

Like Bai Xiang, a minister who is in power and in the opposition, his daughter is the second generation of officials born with a golden spoon, not to mention sitting on the pedal on weekdays, just sitting on a chair made of ordinary wood, it is estimated that she will dislike this chair and not match her identity~ Although not all the second generation of officials are this virtue, but as far as Bai Yarou is concerned, she is a typical example, so by analogy, her sister is probably not much worse.

If it weren't for some particular reason, she would never have sat in that position that didn't match her identity!

Thinking of this, Ruoshui hurriedly moved to that position, intending to carefully study what was different about that place.

It doesn't matter if she looks at it, she really found the clues.

There seemed to be a lot of sawdust around the foot, and there seemed to be something different in the small piece of sawdust, and when Ruoshui looked closer, he realized that it was actually a knife.

It was a knife with a gem-encrusted hilt, a luxury item that looked like it was expensive, and the sharpness of the blade was less important than the gemstone.

Penknife? Sawdust? What does she want to do? Is it just to cut off the leg of the bed and fall me to death?

After seeing the "tools of the crime", the only thing Ruoshui could come up with was such a ridiculous conclusion. Although even she thought the idea was ridiculous, she still leaned closer, trying to see if there was anything else left, after all, whether the idea was strange or not, it was not appropriate for these things to appear in this position. (To be continued......)