Mu Hongluan didn't dare to take the clothes on the bed for fear that someone would see it was strange. She went to the corner to flip through the cabinet, and found a set that opened to see it was similar to her body. She hid behind the screen and wore it on her body.

He inserted the dagger he carried with him into his boots, and then scattered his hair and rewoven it. When he dressed up like this, he was no different from the palace maids in the palace. When he was looking at his appearance carefully in front of the mottled bronze mirror, he heard footsteps outside. Someone walked in while talking.

"We sisters have to do anything, it's bullying us and it's easy to talk to!"

"Oh! Is there any way? We are the lowest in this palace. If we don't call us, who will we call us!"

"I'll use it. When she gets rewarded, she'll come to the master to seek credit, and it's all her credit!"

"Oh! Be patient! You have always decided to have someone. When the flowers bloom next spring, you can get married!"

The other giggled,

"Stop talking to me, aren't you fighting with Alu Khan very hotly?"

"What nonsense!"

The two of them came in laughing and pushing and shoving, but suddenly they saw a man dressed like them standing in the tent, and were shocked.

"you……"

There was only a word coming out of her mouth, and a gust of fragrant wind came, and the person froze in that place. Mu Hongluan went over and helped one to the bed, and pointed a few o'clock on her body, which made her fall asleep.

He turned around and helped another one to another bed, but smiled slightly at the palace maid who looked frightened.

"You don't have to be afraid. I came here to look for people, but I just borrowed you to wear clothes. Let me tell you... Which palace are you from?"

The first time she came to Liao Kingdom, she didn't know how to speak Khitan, but later Changqing taught her a lot. Later, she went to Liao Kingdom and had been able to talk about daily conversations, so she dared to pretend to be a palace maid.

He reached out to her throat, and the palace maid moved her throat before speaking,

"You... don't kill me!"

Mu Hongluan smiled,

"I won't kill people at will, but... if you scream and make people discover my whereabouts, then... I have to do it!"

The palace maid said repeatedly,

"I can't scream! I can't scream!"

"Good boy!"

Mu Hongluan reached out to caress her head.

"Let me tell me which palace you are from. If you want to go to the big tent of Concubine Lan tonight, what order will you have to enter?"

The palace maid knew it was amazing, but she told her everything clearly. Mu Hongluan smiled and said a little bit of her acupoint.

"Sleep well! It's all gone without a trace until tomorrow!"

The two of them were placed on the bed and covered them with quilts. He lifted the curtain and walked straight into the big tent of Concubine Lan's bedroom.

It was a coincidence that because of her age, Concubine Lan was very healthy and caring about her appearance, she invited someone to make tonics for her and took them every day according to the hour of the day. She would take them every two hours of the twelve hours, so that she would be there once in the middle of the night.

It is cold in the north. Now it is autumn and it is getting colder at night. These chores of carrying firewood, boiling water and boiling medicine fall on these little palace maids.

The little palace maid said,

"A cup of medicine only takes two or three, but it needs to be prepared two hours in advance. The water is naturally the spring water transported from the mountain. The silver wire carbon that boils the water must be lit early, and people must be careful to boil it..."

They both came back to add a thick dress and wanted to go there again. Unexpectedly, they met Mu Hongluan today, but they stole a lazy time. Mu Hongluan pretended to be a little palace maid and passed the post near the tent. Then they entered the tent for the medicine according to the little palace maid. There was an old palace maid guarding this place. When she saw her coming alone, she stared at her,

"Why don't you look at the dough? Why don't Aduo and Lina come?"

Mu Hongluan went forward with grievance,

"They asked me to replace him. This was not my job, but it fell on me. He had only been in the palace for less than a month!"

The old palace maid frowned and scolded,

"These are all just lazy and shirkable. Let's see if I go to sue my master tomorrow!"

I asked her what her name was and which palace she came from.

"I'm called Xiaohong, I've just entered the palace for a month and haven't been assigned yet!"

The old palace maid sighed,

"Well! It's getting late today, and I'm too lazy to bother them. Even if you ask you to come and serve them, this fact is not difficult. You just need to be careful to keep the fire and wait for the things to make me call me!"

"yes!"

The old palace maid came up and pointed to her everywhere, and explained,

"These medicines have been prepared. When three bowls of water are boiled into one bowl, I will call me. Don't be sleepy or distracted or even make the medicine bad. If you make a mistake, I will blame you carefully!"

Mu Hongluan shrank and asked,

"Is Concubine Lan very fierce?"

The old palace maid looked weird after hearing this, and thought for a while,

"She is not too fierce on weekdays. But if she misses the medicine, the Empress will really be able to kill people!"

Mu Hongluan was frightened when she heard this and said with a blank face,

"Don't worry, I will definitely not boil bad medicine!"

"Yeah! Take a closer look!"

The old palace maid turned to the cottage beside her and went to sleep, leaving Mu Hongluan to make medicine here. She guarded a small stove in the cold night, boiled the medicine at low heat, and stirred every other incense stick, which was really a very troublesome thing.

The tent was not tight. Sitting there, the cold wind blew in from behind. It was a shame that a warm little fire in front of me was a cool and hot feeling that made people feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, Mu Hongluan was not an ordinary person. She sat cross-legged in the stove and closed her eyes and meditated silently in her heart. When the time was almost over, she opened her eyes and stirred. In this way, she finally boiled three bowls of water into a bowl, and then got up to call the old palace maid.

The old palace maid got up, stirred the things in the jar, nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and took another thing and poured it into it to stir. The already dark potion immediately smelled unpleasant.

Mu Hongluan reached out to cover her mouth,

"Well! What does this taste like!"

The old palace maid turned around and glanced at the door, glared at her,

"Speak softly!"

Maybe she felt that she was serious about doing things, so she spoke a little more.

"This is the powder ground from the woman's placenta!"

Mu Hongluan widened her eyes,

"No wonder it's so smelly!"

Among the Chinese doctors, the placenta of women is called Ziheche, and it is also medicinal, but she doesn’t know if it is used like this!

The old palace maid answered,

"I heard that this is the prescription given by the witch doctor in Black Mountain!"

"This...is this treatment?"

The old palace maid quietly said,

"Helping women have children!"

Mu Hongluan frowned when she heard this.

So when is Concubine Lan and wants to have another child?

Is it for the purpose of seizing favor?

Unfortunately, the old palace maid only missed these few words, but the rest stopped talking. After the medicine was boiled another incense stick, she picked it up and put it in a heat-insulated basket, covered it and walked out.

After she left, Mu Hongluan put out the fire, and then quietly left the tent and followed the old palace maid far away.

The old palace maid arrived in Concubine Lan's tent and was blocked by the palace maid guarding the door. She handed over the things in her hand and returned by herself.

Mu Hongluan took advantage of the two palace maids lifting the curtains into the tent, and used her body skills to curl up like a cat and quietly flashed in behind them.

This Lan Concubine's big tent is naturally different from the ones used by lower-class palace maids. It covers a huge area. Because there are few people serving around in the middle of the night, they only lit a few butter candles as thick as arms on all sides. As soon as Mu Hongluan came in, she restrained her breath and hid her body in a place where the candlelight could not be shined. No one noticed her for a moment.

The big tent is divided into several places, there is a lobby outside, a small hall inside, and a living place. The innermost part is the bed. At this time, Concubine Lan was waiting for the palace maid to sit up and take medicine. After she rinsed her mouth with water, Concubine Lan asked in a hoarse voice.

"When is it?"

Her voice is very similar to Mu Hongluan!

"It's already ugly to go back to the queen!"

"Well! You guys go down, I'm going to sleep!"

"yes!"

Several close-fitting palace maids retreated, but left two people to guard her bed.

Concubine Lan lies on the bed and closes her eyes tightly. For some reason, she can't fall asleep anymore. She always feels like something is peering at her. She suddenly opens her eyes and sees a very beautiful face appearing in front of her under the candlelight that is not blown out on the head of the bed.

"Ah...um..."

Before she could make a short scream, someone covered her mouth. The person smiled at her. Her beautiful face under the light made people feel real and illusory. The woman raised a finger at her and blinked,

"Shh! Speak softly. If the guards who were patrolling the night, I would have to kill someone to silence me..."

Mu Hongluan went to Liao Palace at night to meet Lan Fei. Yan Qisheng had already ushered in a more fierce siege. This time, the leaders of various tribes of the Liao people cut off their faces in front of Yelu Ye, claiming that they would fight Datong to the death, and they would take down the city of Datong and go south to the Central Plains in one fell swoop.

As a result, the battle situation is so tragic that even Yan Qisheng, a person who is born brave and likes to kill, is ruthless in the end. When the Liao people finally retreated, they look back and find that there is no place to stand under their feet, and there are dead bodies everywhere. The blood flowing out along the drainage outlet on the city wall, and blood-colored waterfalls flowing down the city wall. The entire Datong city wall seemed to be in the eighteen levels of hell. Yan Qisheng took a long breath and was choked by the thick smell of blood in the air.

The house leaned on the wall beside it, looked down and saw that there were corpses full of them, and they had piled up half of the city. If the Liao soldiers still came to attack the city at this time, there would be no need for siege cars. They just need to send some martial arts masters to step on the corpse and jump to the wall.
Chapter completed!