Chapter Eighty-Eight: Fate or Disaster?
Where is Xin Yi willing to pick it up? Fortunately, she still remembered the three magic weapons of women's survival, sat in the mud with her buttocks, and cried as soon as she wowed.
"Big brother...... Big brother, where do you dare, where do you dare to fiddle with those dead bones, big brother, the slave knows that it's wrong, big brother spare me, the slave and the maid will be a cow and a horse for you! ”
As he spoke, he threw himself over and hugged the officer's calf, and the officer shook her twice, almost throwing her off and vomiting blood, but the two hands still clung to it, and the officer was so angry that he drew his knife and wanted to cut it.
"If you kill my sick horse, there will be no proof of death!" Lu Xinyi hurriedly put away his tears.
At this point, everyone no longer doubted the authenticity of the sick horse, and the officer only spitted, then picked up Xin Yi and returned to the Guogong Mansion to resume his life.
On horseback, Xin Yi showed a sly smile, she knew that it was going to rain, and Xiao Wu looked like a master who was afraid of trouble and loved cleanliness, and he would not stay in this mass grave and find a place to hide from the rain. Wild dogs in mass graves are mostly common sense, and before she left, she had already scratched the face of the dead corpse, and the bare skin was mixed with blood, which was more likely to attract the appetite of wild dogs.
Since she wants the officer to believe her, she must make an incompetent appearance and create trouble for the officer, and the officer will want to get out of his own trouble first, so that everyone wants to take himself out first, but who really thinks about the master?
Lu Xinyi only felt that her stomach was about to be turned upside down, but she still pretended to be pitiful, and after a while, she vomited out a stall of food, and the officer became more and more frizzy, and quickly returned to the Guogong Mansion first.
Guogong was in the hall at this time, and several officers went in to resume their lives, and the one headed by him came out, facing Xin Yi, and said hatefully:
"Guogong wants to ask you, you quickly clean up your face and go in!"
Xin Yi responded meekly, with tears in his eyes, wiped his cheeks with his sleeve, and entered the room with his head down.
This main hall is deep, and I have been walking for a long time, but I still only see the pillars and curtains, and finally come to the end, only to see a figure sitting faintly behind the curtains.
Lu Xinyi stretched his neck to look, and was suddenly interrupted by a voice:
"Don't look at it, Guogong asks you, when did you find out that the sick horse died? How did you determine if he had an epidemic? ”
The little guy who asked stood on the side, Xin Yizhi obediently retracted his neck, knelt down in place, and said meekly:
"Master, the slave maid was found when feeding the horse this morning, the sick horse has not eaten for several days, the slave maid has not dared to ask, today I smelled a foul smell, went forward to check, only to find that there were a lot of blue spots on the corpse, the slave maid felt that this symptom was very similar to the epidemic that the storyteller said, and was afraid that it would pollute the house, so it was said that it was an epidemic."
When the people inside heard this, they didn't say anything, and another younger man sat beside him, and said softly, "Since you can't tell if it's an epidemic, don't spread it to make everyone panic." It's okay, let's go down. ”
"Yes." Lu Xinyi got up and took a few steps back, then turned to leave the wing.
In the following days, she waited for the "sick horse" to deliver news to her every day, and somehow, although she couldn't see the sick horse's face, she faintly felt that this person had an indescribable sense of familiarity.
On this day, several maidservants in the laundry room next door passed by, surrounded by the servant girls of the prince, and asked Xiang the prince about his recent movements with concern.
Qin Er, the servant of the prince, said proudly but with a coquettish face: "The prince goes out early and returns late every day, and he is very serious!" Although he has never sought an official position in the court, he has an extraordinary bearing, and he has more grace than the dignitaries! ”
The laundry room said: "Yes, every time I wash Shizi's clothes, I can always smell the faint fragrance on the clothes, which is different from ordinary aromatherapy, as if it is ......."
"It's like the warm scent of the sun on the haystacks!" The other handmaid replied.
When the others heard this, they were stunned at first, and then they couldn't help but laugh at her, and the maid also smiled and blushed.
Lu Xinyi was lying on a rattan chair basking in the sun, the maidservants in this house had never seen many men, and it was understandable that she was tempted by a son, but she dealt with horses all day long, and occasionally heard a few human voices, which was also rare, and she couldn't help but prick up her ears.
Qin Er said proudly: "You haven't seen the prince on a horseback safari yet!" Radiant, chic and wanton, holding the bow and shooting the eagle, that posture is not comparable to any one! ”
Several maidservants listened, and they wandered for a while, and one of the maidservants said: "It's a pity that it's hard to see the son, but we are now in the stable, you might as well look at the horse of the son, and there is a sustenance in your mind!" ”
Those few people readily agreed, and after a while, a few uninvited guests came to the stable, and they looked at each horse one by one, but most of the horses were similar, and for a while, Qin Er couldn't be sure, and went straight to the last row of stables.
Lu Xinyi was most annoyed that someone was chattering endlessly, so he only wanted to drive them away at the moment, so he said: "That kuai just died, you'd better stay away from that stable!" ”
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the servant girl called Qin Er immediately jumped away like an electric shock, approached Xin Yi with her neck crossed, and asked:
"Hey, which is the prince's horse?"
Lu Xinyi didn't bother to raise her eyelids, and with her tone, she said, "Every horse here is the son of the world." ”
The first time Qin Er saw someone who dared not to talk to her, she had to know which of the maidservants in this house was missing, she nodded her head, begging to find out the itinerary of the prince of the world, and meet the son of the world, but this road Xinyi is not a person who will come to things.
Qin Er said angrily: "Do you know who I am? If you are so lazy, are you not afraid that I will denounce the son of the world and say that you have neglected his horse? ”
Stretching out a palm, Xin Yi pointed to the horse on the side: "Please." ”
"You!"
Qin Er glanced at Lu Xinyi, who was sleeping heavily, and suddenly lost his breath, and then said viciously: "Okay, don't regret it!" ”
Lu Xinyi put the book on his face, and when Qin Er left, the maid in the laundry room left one, approached her and whispered:
"You're going to be miserable, Qin Er is notoriously cautious, and the prince of the world loves her very much, if she says a few bad words about you in front of the prince, you lose your job is small, and it will be a big deal to be beaten!"
Xin Yi took down the book, got off the rattan chair, bowed slightly to the maidservant, and sighed: "Thank you sister for reminding me, but I really don't want to mix with such things, I just want to stay in this pure place for a few days. ”
The servant girl sighed and shook her head, and said in a low voice: "But the prince has always been very busy, and there is a high probability that he will not care about you, you just need not to deliberately get close to the prince, especially not to be favored by the prince, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!" ”
As she spoke, she gestured her palm to her neck, made a terrible expression, and then withdrew.
As soon as the others left, Lu Xinyi sat back on the rattan chair, continued to cover his face with the book, and fell asleep again.
Give up the country, low eyebrows and love red. The heavenly machine is endless, whether it is fate or calamity. - "Red Face Tribulation" (Dog Head)