Qiu Ju washed the dishes and put them on the table. Seeing the abnormal expression in the young lady's eyes, she said anxiously: "Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Jiang Shuyue shook her head.
She hesitated whether to tell Qiu Ju that she was pregnant.
This child came at the wrong time. She still has no fixed place to live, but she can't let her child suffer with her.
But she wanted this child. This was the only relative she had that was connected to her by blood when she came here.
Although she didn't know who the man was, she didn't intend to go find him.
The folk custom of Wanling Kingdom is to hire a wife as a concubine, and if you get pregnant before marriage, you can only be a concubine.
Judging from the faint fragrance on that man's body, he must be a noble young master from an aristocratic family.
Especially those dazzling phoenix eyes, and the genes were good. Jiang Shuyue weighed it with modern thinking and decided to keep the child.
These days, Qiu Ju has been guarding herself silently, and blames herself for not taking good care of her and letting her fall into other people's traps.
Jiang Shuyue took a deep breath and said calmly: "Qiu Ju, I'm pregnant."
"ah!"
"What! Miss, are you pregnant?" Qiu Ju reacted belatedly, her eyes widening.
Jiang Shuyue quickly made a silence gesture with a firm gaze.
"Don't panic, our injuries are no longer serious. Let's clean up tomorrow and we can escape tomorrow night."
These days, the housekeeper seemed to ignore them. When the master and servant went out to collect herbs, there was always a woman watching them from a distance.
It is impossible to escape from Zhuangzi during the day, and night is the best time to escape from here.
Qiu Ju's lips twitched and she suppressed the surprise in her eyes.
She wanted to persuade the young lady not to have the child whose biological father was unknown, but the young lady had always been very assertive, so she swallowed her words back.
Qiu Ju thought for a moment and then asked: "Miss, where are we going to escape? Are we going to live with my uncle and grandpa?"
Jiang Shuyue frowned slightly and denied decisively: "No, let's go south before it snows heavily."
When leaving the Jiang family, the housekeeper, under Jiang Zhengming's instruction, gave them Jiang Shuyue's yellow book.
With the yellow book, she can go to any city in Wanling Kingdom without any obstruction.
Qiu Ju was very mobile. She put the clothes worn by the two of them on the chair. The rest of the clothes were packed with a piece of cloth and divided into two bundles.
Jiang Shuyue took out the makeup box from under the pillow and put it into the package together.
When Qiu Ju turned around, she took in the space again, taking in some of the clothes she wasn't wearing.
Qiu Ju saw that the baggage that the lady had sorted became much smaller, and praised the lady for her skillful hands.
At night, the north wind howled outside, making the paper on the window lattice rattle.
Under the moonlight, a slender figure quietly left the front room and walked toward the main courtyard.
Enter the hanging flower door and go straight to the main house.
The door creaked open, and after a moment, the candles in the room were lit.
The warm candlelight reflected on Jiang Shuyue's pretty face, making her skin not as pale as it was during the day.
Her smart almond eyes quickly scanned around the room.
Golden nanmu carved bed, large dressing table, embroidered four-fold screen.
Tall and large four-door wardrobe.
Jiang Shuyue's eyebrows curved.
She opened the closet and looked at it. It was filled with bedding. She pinched the quilt with her slender fingers. It was very good, soft and warm.
She waved her sleeves, and the items in the room disappeared instantly, leaving only traces of furniture on the ground.
Like a hard-working little bee, she went from the main house to the flower hall, leaving nothing behind, from furniture to tea cups.
It can be seen from the dust falling on the table that the mother-in-law in the village is usually lazy. She knows that the master does not come a few times a year and only cleans the main courtyard every few days.
With a full harvest, Jiang Shuyue was in a happy mood, extinguished the candle and threw it into the space.
Back in the house, she tiptoed onto the bed. Fortunately, they both covered themselves with a quilt. Her hands and feet were cold, and Qiu Ju didn't notice.
the next day.
The two of them went to the kitchen to work as usual and watched the housekeeper take away the steamed buns.
Qiu Ju glared at the mother-in-law who was walking away: "There are so many steamed buns and I don't even want to leave two for us, so I'm not afraid of dying."
Jiang Shuyue's sleeves brushed the plate, and four large, round buns appeared on the plate.
"Miss, where are you hiding? The housekeeper didn't even notice it." Qiu Ju's eyes lit up when she looked at the fat white steamed bun.
Jiang Shuyue pushed the plate in front of Qiu Ju and urged: "Let's eat quickly and don't ask so many questions. Your young lady has learned how to blindfold the housekeeper so that she can't see."
"The trick is to pick things up from the air?" Qiu Ju has seen street performers perform.
Jiang Shuyue didn't know how to tell the little girl about her incredible space, for fear of scaring her.
He simply nodded: "It's almost like that. If you move faster, you won't notice it."
Qiu Ju knew that the young lady liked to read some weird miscellaneous books when she was fine. She didn't find anything strange about the young lady.
"I'll stay and clean the kitchen for a while. You go back to the house and wait for me early." Jiang Shuyue said and looked at the cabinets in the kitchen.
There were rice and noodles, and a large basin of lard.
She was going to clean out the kitchen. The porridge for more than a month could not be consumed in vain.
As soon as the two put down their bowls, Wu's mother came back and took out a steamed bun from her sleeve.
"Miss, eat quickly, it's still warm."
Jiang Shuyue refused and said, "Thank you, Mother Wu, for taking care of me. I can eat enough porridge."
Wu Ma couldn't help but put the steamed buns into her hand, and looked back warily: "Don't say any kind words, eat quickly. You will suffer tonight. The housekeeper asked you to steam the steamed buns for tomorrow."
"Really?" Jiang Shuyue's eyes lit up.
"Really, she just asked me to come over and deliver the message and steam four cages of white flour steamed buns and four cages of thick flour steamed buns."
Wu Ma said and started to help make the noodles.
Jiang Shuyue quickly grabbed her: "Wu Ma, go back quickly. We're not tired. The kitchen is warm. It's okay to stay a little longer."
Wu Ma walked to the door and paused: "The housekeeper asked you to lock the kitchen door when you leave and send the key to her room."
Jiang Shuyue suppressed the joy in her heart and nodded in agreement: "Understood."
Qiu Ju wailed: "That damn bitch is deliberately torturing young lady, how long will it take to make so many steamed buns!"
"Don't yell, the later the better." Jiang Shuyue held the basin and started scooping out flour.
Qiu Ju understood and waited until the people in the village were asleep before they could leave.
Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju steamed five baskets of white noodles, five baskets of thick noodles, and two baskets of steamed cornstarch.
Looking at the young lady's posture, Qiu Ju knew that the young lady was preparing to run away tonight.
At about three o'clock in the morning, the housekeeper came over and told Jiang Shuyue to put the key in through the window.
Seeing the mother-in-law yawning and leaving, Jiang Shuyue felt happy.
While Qiu Ju was napping, she quietly slipped to the stable.
A carriage, two mule carts, and feed were all moved into the space with a wave of the hand.
Returning to the kitchen, she asked Qiu Ju to go back to the house. She also cleaned out the kitchen, not even leaving a stove for boiling medicine.
If the stove was not made of stone on the ground, she would have taken it away.
At three o'clock in the morning, the master and the servant carried a baggage and walked along the wall to the ear door.
Qiu Ju looked around nervously. She was really afraid that Zhuangtou or the servant would run into them when they got up at night.
Jiang Shuyue calmly walked to the ear door and gently removed the latch.
In the faint moonlight, I could see that there were copper locks hanging on it.
Jiang Shuyue quickly took off the hairpin and fiddled with the lock cylinder skillfully.
There was a soft "click" sound.
"who?"
