The maid became even more panicked, and at the end of her words, she turned her frightened gaze to the wall beside her, and without even thinking about it, she hit it hard.

boom!

The same situation occurs again, but the difference is that one person is bumping forward, while the other is trying to stop the person who hits the wall.

"I said, you don't have to hit it so hard." Qu Tan'er touched the back of her head painfully. It hurt so much that stars almost popped out of her eyes. Sure enough, rescuing people is really not an ordinary job.

Good job.

"Master, next time this kind of thing would be better done by a slave." Jing Xin walked up to Qu Tan'er unhurriedly and gently patted off the mud dust that fell on her head.

"..." Qu Tan'er was speechless. She also thought about it, but her feet always didn't listen to her brain's instructions, and when things were done, she remembered to regret why she didn't call others just now.

"Princess...Princess, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."

"Okay, if Mrs. Yin asks, just tell me that I took the bowl of ginseng soup in your hand and drank it. You were forced too, and you couldn't take it from me. If she blames it, just say

Just put the blame on me." Qu Taner waved his hands in depression.

Isn't it just a bowl of ginseng soup? She didn't believe that Yin Xiangnong would tell her to spit it out.

"But……"

"There's no other choice, just do what I want."

"I don't dare, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? How dare you talk back to what I...the princess said?" Qu Tan'er was too lazy to be wordy and couldn't help but put on a face.

"Thank you, Princess!" The maid bowed to Qu Tan'er with great gratitude and hurried back.

"Master, aren't you afraid that Mrs. Yin will really ask you to spit out the ginseng soup?" Jing Xin asked, but the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, trying to hold back a smile.

"Then we have to ask the land father-in-law." Qu Tan'er stroked her chin and stared thoughtfully at the almost dried ginseng soup on the ground. Indeed, if Yin Xiangnong wanted her to spit it out, then she would have to ask the land father-in-law.

vomit.

"Why don't you prepare a bowl of ginseng soup?"

"What to do?"

"If Mrs. Yin comes over and asks for soup, Master will also have soup so you can return it."

"..." Qu Tan'er was helpless, thinking that she didn't have Jing Xin's thoughts, and she was too lazy to care about it, so she nodded, which was regarded as agreeing with Jing Xin's approach.

Although the two of them walked leisurely, no one noticed that there were two eyes in the corner, staring at them from the beginning to the end, no matter their every move or word, not a word.

Leak, understand everything clearly.

Not long.

Return to the snowy courtyard and close the door.

Qu Tan'er lay down on the bed, staring at the top of the bed, too tired to even move.

"Jing Xin, since that bed is in the Eighth Prince's Mansion, then someone must know its origin more or less."

"Master, don't you really have to look for... that kind of jade?"

"What do you think?" Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows. Her meaning was clear. She didn't want to die in this place.

"The slave is out."

"Yeah." Qu Tan'er waved her hand and let her go.

The door to the room opened and closed again.

The room returned to calm again, but the person who lay down on the bed suddenly stood up quickly and quickly walked out of the door.
Chapter completed!