In the past few days, Xia Zhi didn't know how he came. The minister wearing feathers only came first, and then he changed to another vicious prison guard. They held a long whip intimidation at her and asked her everything about Xu Yan.

What Xia Zhi had originally expected to be true. Once she was not under Xu Yan's protection, she would be slaughtered like fat on a felt board. They would not let go of any details, and even questioned how many cups of tea Xu Yan had to drink every day.

She didn't know when the end of Xu Yan's words to her at that time was, she only knew that she was about to be unable to hold on. Just when she lost all hope and felt that the rest of her life might be exhausted in this prison, she was released.

The clothes on her body had not been changed for several days, and her scattered hair emitted a odor. The place scratched by broken porcelain pieces that day had already formed a thin layer of eggplant. She took the two things Xu Yan gave her that day and looked blankly at the impatient warden in front of her.

His mouth opened and closed and said what she couldn't understand. She stood there motionlessly until the warden came forward with a whip and pushed her violently, shouting at her: "Do you don't understand human words? You can get out of Xu Palace and be your civilian. Do you understand?"

The two things floated gently to the ground with the movements of the warden, splashing some dust. Xia Zhi felt that she seemed to understand what this person meant. She silently picked up the things on the ground, and her hands trembled uncontrollably. A strange feeling suddenly appeared in her heart, which made her nose sore. She sniffed, bowed deeply to the warden, and walked out of the palace without any reluctance.

She entered the palace at the age of five. Unlike early autumn, she had no family and no memories of the past. From the first day she came to Xu Palace, she was assigned to work at the lowest-class washing room. She washed clothes for the nobles day and night. The nannies in charge of the business there would not care about how old you were. In the end, the same rules were always the same, how many clothes you would wash and how much food you would eat.

They will not let these young palace maids wash winter clothes, but they will be made by older palace maids. They will be arranged to wash the thinnest gauze of noble people, and the yarn that is thin and soft in the sun will be washed out by them, who have delicate hands, little by little.

At that time, Xia Zhi only felt that she might have to waste her whole life on this matter, until her master chose her and brought her to Xu Yan, telling her that Xu Yan would be her master in the future. She would serve her all her life, and she would always be by Xu Yan's side until she was old and died. She believed in this.

She held the paper in her hand a little more force, but her heart felt full of powerlessness. Many people couldn't ask for this piece of paper, but Xu Yan gave it to her in an understatement. She should be happy, but for some reason, she didn't even have the strength to hold the corners of her mouth.

She finally looked back at the palace gate. When she turned around, she opened the letter Xu Yan gave her. She was reluctant to part with some emotions next to her and quickly swallowed her. She rubbed her carefully, looking at the neat body sale contract, tears blurred her eyes. She read word by word, and her steps were constantly on her feet.

Suddenly, she seemed to find something, and was fixed in place, her eyes kept scanning back and forth over the few words, an unbelievable light appeared in her eyes, and her hands were trembling slightly. She looked around in a hurry and found that no one noticed her movements. She didn't dare to stay here for a moment, and hurriedly put the paper in her sleeves and walked out of the palace quickly.

Yun Lang, who was sitting on the city tower, looked at the figure that quickly left Xu Gong, and waved to the person standing behind him. The man immediately stepped forward and bowed to Yun Lang, "What are the instructions of the Lord of the Palm?"

Yun Lang touched the beard on his chin, and the ruthlessness and cleverness in his eyes were clearly visible. He asked, "Are you sure you have checked it? There is no other information in these two things, but it just looks that way on the surface?"

The man nodded affirmatively and replied to Yun Lang: "Yes, I have found out that these two things are just simple stories and standardized body selling contracts, and they have no other meaning." After hearing his words, Yun Lang did not speak, but fell into deep thought.

I don't know how long it took, just when the man thought Yun Lang had let go of this matter, he heard Yun Lang's order: "Look at her, report it to me no matter where she goes." He only felt that Yun Lang was too angry, but even if he gave him ten courage, he would not dare to say this sentence, but he just guaranteed to retreat.

In fact, when Yun Lang recalled this incident that day, he still felt that there was no problem with his approach to this matter. He was extremely grateful for his rigorousness at this moment. But he could not know in the end that he had predicted the many information he had at the beginning, why he still lost in a terrible way.

Xu Yan sat quietly by the window and poured the medicine she personally delivered into the pot of newly sent flowers in front of Shuangjiang. Shuangjiang said respectfully, "Your Majesty, this is the medicine that Lord Yunlang has ordered to prepare for you. Do you need me to bring you another bowl?"

Xu Yan turned his head to look at Shuangjiang. Now Shuangjiang has grown into such a virtuous woman without realizing it. She looks like a woman in Liang Kingdom, but I don’t know why she is not very smart. I have to ask her a few more questions like this.

Xu Yan turned his gaze and stopped looking at her. Then he leaned lazily on the back of the chair, humming an unknown little song all the time, looking like he didn't want to say anything more to her. Shuangjiang no longer repeated the question he had just left his hands and stood respectfully on Xu Yan's side, without going forward to pack up the medicine bowl, nor did he want to leave.

To be honest, Xu Yan and Shuangjiang spent almost zero time alone. Shuangjiang is the youngest among the four palace maids. Xu Yan would first order Yingchun if he had anything to do. Even if she was not here, the summer solstice and early autumn would be waiting by her side. Therefore, there were very few opportunities to be ordered to Shuangjiang, so she didn't know that Shuangjiang had become such a strange woman, and it made her a little embarrassed when she got along like this.

However, there is one thing that Shuangjiang seems to have such a stubborn temperament from beginning to end. If she does not give her specific orders, she will stand beside Xu Yan like now until Xu Yan asks her to go down. Xu Yan savored what Shuangjiang said just now, and for a moment she didn't know which faction she was from.

It’s not that she was too concerned, but that she had not been in Xuguo for so long that many people had left her heart. Peng Yue, who was a friend of her handkerchief, could point at her nose and scold her, let alone such a palace maid who was not intimate with her?

Thinking of this, Xu Yan's eyes dimmed. Her fingers were knocking on the wooden chair under her hands. After a long time, she spoke softly and said to Shuangjiang: "Shuangjiang, why do you think I should pour the medicine into this flower pot?" After saying that, she looked at Shuangjiang, her eyes as if it were torched.
Chapter completed!