Fan Xixi trembled on the bumpy sedan chair and held the needle and thread, the pointed embroidery needle almost blinded her eyes, let alone embroidery, she didn't do anything and stared at the silver needle, she was about to vomit.

When the sedan curtain was lifted, a "wow" was spit out.

Fan Xixi stroked her chest, trying to suppress her nausea, sure enough, she was the maid's life, and finally sat in a sedan chair, she was more disgusting than Gong Yanling's pregnant woman.

But what she didn't know was that although everyone made a sedan chair, there were also sedan chairs such as three, six, nine, and so on.

For example, Zhong Yanling's sedan chair was carried by ten people, and there were also minions who were ready to be replaced, as steady as sitting on flat ground.

In addition, Zhong Yanling's palanquin can be four or five times the size of Fan Xixi's palanquin, which contains books, food, teacups fixed on a small square table, and even a special maid who has been kneeling beside him and serving at any time.

What's more, as long as Zhong Yanling has morning sickness again, the group can stop at any time, and they will not start again until Zhong Yanling's slight improvement.

And every time this kind of stopping, it is the moment when Fan Xixi has to hold back his nausea and concentrate on embroidery.

Only then would she feel like she wasn't poking herself in the eye with a needle.

But after looking at it for a long time, there will always be some inexplicable hallucinations, such as her sudden feeling that her silver embroidery needle has suddenly become several times larger, and it is straight towards her face.

Frightened, Fan Xixi threw away the silver needle in his hand, but the strange thing is that the big silver needle is still against his chin, and when it is over, Fan Xixi thought that there would be such a day, and if he did too much embroidery work, he would go crazy.

The day still came, and Fan Heedsy almost screamed in fright.

But the next second she was firmly gagged, and she realized that the large silver needle against her neck was a dagger, and at this moment there was a masked assassin crouching in front of her.

Fan Xixi breathed a sigh of relief, it was not an illusion.

There is no money for robbery, there is a life, it is all up to this, she thinks that doing these delicate embroideries on the bumpy sedan chair, it is better to give her a knife but be merciful.

The other party looked at Fan Xixi and was also surprised, this embroidered girl was not only a little more reactive at first, but looked at the dagger against her neck but calmed down a lot, making him seriously doubt that his deterrent power was too insufficient.

Before he spoke, his voice was a little lower, and he wanted to be more terrifying, "Do you know how to read?" ”

emmm's question was very sudden, and it made Fan Xixi very big, this is not a question asked by ordinary assassins!

I don't know which answer has a better chance of survival.

She could read and write, but an assassin suddenly broke into her palanquin and waited for her to answer whether she could read or not, which made her nervous. Whether to read or not to read was the answer that the Assassins wanted.

"No, no, no... She decided to engage in fortune-telling, first casually perfunctory a few words, to see the assassin's reaction, to adjust her answer, if the face is gentle at this moment, it means that he does not want to read and write.

And if her face is suddenly serious, she has to hurry up and seize the opportunity to say "no, no" before cutting her neck at this moment. Don't kill me, I know how to read".

Both sides can explain, and the chances of survival are in your own hands.

The plan succeeded, and just after saying "No, no, no... Seeing that the assassin's face softened slightly, he immediately followed the "unreadable".

Seeing the assassin pull out a booklet from his chest, Fan Xixi almost thought that he had met some martial arts master who was going to suddenly teach him the secret book here!

But seeing that the dagger warning on his neck has not been lifted, I think too much.

The assassin stuffed the booklet straight into the placket of Fan Heedy's coat, but fortunately she was quickly covered with her mouth at this moment, otherwise she would be "a hooligan!" "A few words are on my lips.

Fan Xixi saw that there were still a few blood marks on the assassin's hands, and it was not easy for the assassin, so he came out for business with injuries on his body.

The assassin covered her mouth and looked around quietly, seeing that he finally didn't disturb the people outside, before he spoke, "Silly woman, give me a good look at the booklet, there is one page missing, my dagger will definitely cut your throat directly, there will be no nonsense, have you ever understood?" ”

As if warning, he put the dagger on Fan Heehy's neck.

Fan Xixi hurriedly nodded frantically, "Mmmmmm ”

The assassin followed Fan Xixi's face and touched it with the back of his hand, "Such a beautiful face, if it is separated from the body, do you think it will look good?" ”

This guy thinks that if things don't work out, even my head will be cut off together, "Woo woo." ”

The Assassin pushed the booklet into the placket of Van Heedy's shirt until he couldn't see it, then he stopped satisfactorily and left the palanquin.

Fan Xixi was shocked, opened the curtain and looked at it, and found that the team had already stopped to rest, and several palanquin drivers next to him had also hidden in the shade to sleep, no wonder the assassin could touch in.

The Assassin had not gone far before a group of men chased him into the woods.

Only then did Fan Xixi understand why this assassin suddenly carried the booklet to him, and he was also hunted down, and he was in a hurry and desperate.

Fan Xixi has been a palace maid in the palace for so many years, how can she not know words, and the most important thing is that she has the ability to never forget, and her reading and memory are very good.

When her father was a child, she used the law to put her to sleep, after all, her father was the county magistrate in charge of the criminal law, and such books were everywhere in the house.

After many years of exposure to it, he can basically recite all the laws before entering the palace. After arriving in the queen's palace, she was even more invincible, helping the queen draft some edicts, analyzing and analyzing the political situation, she was Zhuge Liang behind the queen.

Just as she was about to dig out the booklet to see what was going on, another assassin interrupted her.

There's no end! Thrown into a sedan chair by a strong man, by an assassin with a dagger to his neck, here is another one...

Van Heedy's calendar must have said that it was not advisable to go out today.

However, this assassin was bold, did not cover his face, did not cover his mouth, and bowed to Fan Xixi politely, and said politely, "Are you Fan Xixi, the embroidery girl of Efu?" ”

Forehead... Brother, the way you played is not quite right!

"Yes..." Fan Xixi hesitated to speak. Usually if an assassin comes and asks for your name, your parents have taught you not to say yes since you were a child.

But the other party is neither menacing nor threatening to life, then... Promise to give it a try?

The assassin even gave her a gesture, "Miss Fan, our commander asked me to send you a message, he knows that you will come to the capital, and he is waiting for you in the capital." ”

Fan Xixi thought to himself, after a day, something finally came to a good thing. She still underestimated Wang Bingli's ability to listen to the news, and she was even worried about how to send him a letter in the morning.

This is probably the advantage of dealing with smart people, things don't need to be said, the other party already understands it.