The Concubine in the Palace_The Feast of Masks [Complete] (98)

Now that the people in the other places are dead, the clues are gone, and the purpose is secondary. The whereabouts of the blueprints are still unknown. Qiu Zhan had a headache when he thought about it, but he still said: "Your Highness must have his reasons for doing this." A loyal subordinate must always maintain the image of his master as tall and wise.

The square-faced man looked strange. Is His Highness's purpose to be a hero and save the beauty?

But he didn't dare to say that.

"Take those who are not dead back and ask them what they want to do by kidnapping a little kid this time."

"Yes."

At the Liuchun Pavilion, Taohong smiled and said a few words to people as before, and then stepped out of the gate of the courtyard.

She was a little worried, but if she met any acquaintances on the road, she would smile and say a few words to the other party.

"Miss Taohong."

Taohong turned her head subconsciously, but saw Fucheng's smiling face. Not only him, but also several guards followed behind him.

Fucheng made a wink, and the guards rushed up.

Taohong made up her mind and bit the poison sac buried under her back teeth. Soon the poison took effect, a streak of black blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she died.

"What bad luck!"

The people of Yongwang are bad luck, and they are not afraid of death. They look like they are ready to die before they say a few words. Fucheng has found many troublemakers in the mansion in the past two days, and they are all like Taohong. It's bad luck.

Fucheng looked at Liuchun Pavilion, shook his head, and left with his people.

When Yaoniang woke up, she saw a thatched roof.

She was stunned for a while, then sat down and found a person lying next to her.

It was the King of Jin.

The King of Jin was ragged, his hair was messy, his face and mouth were very white, and the wounds on his body seemed to have been treated, and some cloth strips were randomly wrapped around them. There was a half arrow thrown on the ground next to him, with blood dripping on the arrowhead, and some blood-stained cloth.

It was really shocking.

Where are they?

There was a sound, Yao Niang turned her head and saw Xiao Bao lying at the end of the bed, only half of his body was on the bed, and the other half was almost falling off, and he was struggling to climb up the bed.

She was startled and hurried over to pick up Xiao Bao.

Seeing Xiao Bao's face was very red, and his eyes were full of mist, as if telling the carelessness of the adults, Yao Niang felt very distressed.

But she turned her head to look at the culprit -

If she was not mistaken, they should have escaped. This house is extremely simple, and it doesn't look like a place where the subordinates of King Jin would let him live. Does that mean he took her out of the siege and found a temporary place to stay?

How could he take good care of the child? It was good that he didn't abandon Xiao Bao when she was unconscious.

So——

"It's all my fault. I fell asleep. I will never neglect my little treasure again..." Yao Niang apologized to her son with a guilty heart. She couldn't imagine the danger of Xiao Bao falling off the bed.

There was a faint groan behind her.

Yao Niang hurriedly put Xiao Bao aside and leaned over to see the condition of King Jin. She saw that King Jin's eyes were tightly closed and there was some cold sweat on his forehead, but his forehead was very hot.

He must have a fever.

Yao Niang, who focused all her attention on King Jin, naturally didn't notice that Xiao Bao's eyes were full of anger behind her.

Chapter 78

Yao Niang touched King Jin's hot forehead and looked around the whole house.

This house is made of wood, with wooden walls, wooden floors and wooden furniture, except for the rough thatched roof.

There is a wooden bed in the innermost corner, and a square wooden table, a few wooden stools nailed to the ground, and two wooden cabinets against the wall. There is nothing else.

It looked very simple, but the things were quite new, as if the house had just been built and no one had lived there before.

Yao Niang got off the couch, and she deliberately put Xiao Bao in the bed.

There was King Jin blocking outside, and there was a wall inside. As long as Xiao Bao didn't deliberately climb to the end of the bed, he shouldn't fall down.

"Xiao Bao, be good, mother will go and see if there is any water." With that, Yao Niang left the room.

Outside was a small hall, which was empty. There was another door on the left, and Yao Niang went in to take a look. It was a kitchen.

There was a stove, a pot, and a water tank inside. Opening a cabinet door, there were bowls, chopsticks, and some jars for seasoning. Yao Niang opened it and saw that it was not empty. She opened another cabinet door, and there were two cloth bags inside, one bag with rice, and the other bag with noodles.

Then she looked at the water tank, and there was no water in the tank.

Yao Niang actually sighed in her heart, why was there no water when there was everything. But then I thought, I don't know if anyone has lived in this house, even if there is water in the water tank, I dare not drink it.

The house is so small, Yao Niang went outside to find water.

Standing in front of the door and looking outside, it was close to the early winter weather, but winter here didn't seem to come. It was still lush green. There was a rough ground on the left side of the door, green and rough like a carpet, with a few pink wild flowers blooming on it. In front of it was a bamboo forest, with tall and straight bamboos, and bamboo leaves swaying in the breeze.

It was very quiet around, and it seemed that you could hear the gurgling of water and the faint sound of birds. It was a scene of birdsong and flowers.

Yao Niang was happy, and hurried back to the house to get a bucket and went to the sound of running water.

In the house, Xiaobao clenched his fists and looked at the person pretending to be dead on the couch.

This man is so despicable and shameless that he pretended to be injured to win sympathy. That would be fine, but he wanted to throw him to the ground before.

Maybe he thought it was too obvious, so he put him at the end of the bed and let him smell his stinky feet.

Xiaobao almost fell off the bed because of the fumes!

Xiaobao felt that his father, who used to be high and noble and very cold and ruthless, had such a side. Xiaobao felt particularly unbearable. After such an incident, Xiaobao also understood in his heart that the reason why he was sneaked out of the house this time was because King Jin let him go. In addition to the previous things, he no longer had respect and admiration for King Jin at this time. He wished he could grow up and fight with him immediately.

In particular, he also understood his purpose!

Despicable! I just hate that he can't talk or walk now!

When King Jin opened his eyes, he saw the little guy looking at him hatefully. He thought he was dazzled, but when he looked closely, he was indeed dazzled.

He glanced outside the house, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he lazily pulled Xiaobao over and stretched out his hand to flick his little nose.

"Fortunately you can't speak, otherwise I would have to think about how to stuff your mouth. But you should also be thankful that you can't speak, otherwise I wouldn't bring you here."

Xiaobao was so angry that he wanted to bite him. He really bit him, and bit on the finger of King Jin, and rubbed it with his two newly emerged millet teeth.

King Jin didn't frown, but narrowed his eyes.

At this time, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded, and King Jin hurriedly put Xiaobao into the bed and lay down himself.

He has been quite experienced in pretending to be unconscious recently.

Yao Niang put down the basin, took a piece of cloth from the water, wrung it out, and wiped King Jin's face. This cloth was a piece of lining cloth she pulled out of her skirt.

As she wiped, her eyes turned red. Looking at King Jin's haggard face, and thinking about how badly he was injured. And all this was because of herself, she choked up immediately.

The King of Jin groaned and slowly woke up.

"Why are you crying?"

Seeing him wake up, Yao Niang immediately stopped crying and rushed over.

"Your Highness, you are awake, do you feel better?"

The King of Jin cleared his throat uncomfortably and said with a stiff face: "I am fine."

"It's all my fault. I caused you to be injured so badly..."

The King of Jin glanced at his body. It seemed that except for the arrow wound on his shoulder, the other injuries were not too serious. He had been injured more seriously than this before...

"I said I was fine."

The tone was a bit fierce, and Yao Niang didn't dare to cry anymore.

"I saw that there was rice and noodles in this room, as well as firewood, so I cooked some porridge and I can eat it later."

The King of Jin hummed.

"This house should be occupied by someone. The owner seems to have gone out. I see that everything is quite complete."

On a treetop not far from here, An Shiyi squatted there, naturally unaware that he was being praised again.

At the same time, Yao Niang also learned from King Jin how they got here.

It turned out that King Jin was driving a carriage and was constantly blocked by bad guys along the way. Fortunately, King Jin was skilled and brave, and he barely escaped with great effort, and his injuries were also very serious.

After running out with great difficulty, he found that he had lost his way. King Jin could only drag his body, carry Yao Niang and Xiao Bao on his back, and walked for a long time before finding this house in the deep mountains to stay for a while.

When they arrived, there was no one in the house, and King Jin barely treated his injuries and fainted. As for what happened later, Yao Niang also knew.

Xiao Bao sat up at some point, and he sat there to watch King Jin come up with a flower.

King Jin really came up with a flower. Although his words were concise and his facial expressions were lacking, he could create a picture of him enduring hardships, going through hardships, and never giving up.

As expected, Yao Niang was moved to tears again.

Seeing the man holding his mother's waist with one hand and patting her with the other hand, looking at him with pride in his eyes, Xiao Bao was angry.

He crawled over in a few seconds and pulled Yao Niang's clothes from behind.

Yao Niang reacted, looked back at her son with pure eyes, and her face flushed. She hurriedly got out of King Jin's arms, lowered her head and said with a red face: "I'll see if I can find a piece of clothing. Your clothes are too torn to wear."

King Jin looked at his empty hands and looked at the kid with a sneer. The kid must have done it on purpose.