If someone came here, it would not be a strange thing to see only a maid secretly warming herself up by the fire.
Song Jinyin figured it out.
As long as she takes care of herself and doesn't let herself be exposed, she won't cause trouble to others, let alone involve others in trying to protect her.
"You don't have to hide with me."
Song Jinyin turned around and looked at the somewhat panicked little maid, trying to keep her face calm.
"It's freezing cold today. You're not on duty. You're just looking for a remote place to warm yourself. It's not even lazy. Don't mess up."
"My slave understands, what about you, girl?"
"I will find a hiding place. You quickly pack up the baggage inside and throw a few more chestnuts into the fire."
Song Jinyin remembered the cellar that the little cook had told her about, but she was afraid that the little maid would reveal her fault, so she didn't plan to mention it to her.
Only if you don't know anything can you avoid exposing your flaws.
The hut next to it was full of dust, and when passing through the hall, you could see the wasteland covered with weeds behind it.
Song Jinyin didn't care about the fox fur on her body. She found an inconspicuous place according to the little cook's words in her memory, opened a tattered wooden board, protected her lower abdomen, bent down and got into a small dark hole.
This shouldn't be the entrance, but she didn't care too much.
Even the fear that arose when he saw the darkness at first was suppressed by his determination not to be caught by Pei Yanzhou.
It wasn't until she stopped leaning against the wall that she realized that she had given up on him to such an extent.
Song Jinyin suddenly curled her lips and smiled, a bit self-deprecating.
She was actually extremely afraid of the dark night and midnight thunderstorms. In the past, when Pei Yanzhou didn't stay overnight, she would always leave a candle burning until dawn.
Later, Pei Yanzhou began to sleep with her. Although the lights would be extinguished by him one by one, with him by his side, he could not detect much fear.
As time went by, Song Jinyin thought that she had become bolder, but when Pei Yanzhou was no longer by her side, everything was as before.
But now, she could actually hide in a dark corner and make peace with the fear in her heart.
Her eyesight was a little blurry, Song Jinyin sniffed gently, forced herself to wake up from her memories, and paid attention to what was going on outside.
At this time, in the front yard, the wooden door was pushed open with a creak.
A woman in a dark red robe stepped in.
The man's black hair was tied high, his face was a little pale, and there was a bit of black under his eyelids, but he was holding a long sword in his hand, his eyes were sharp when he raised his eyes, and the dark belt around his waist made him look even more serious and solemn.
The little maid shook her hand holding the chestnuts, and a handful of chestnuts suddenly scattered. Some fell into the brazier, and some rolled away along the dust.
"Expensive, noble person."
The little maid shrank and shouted, but saw that the person who came did not look at her, but looked at everything around her with a serious look.
After a long time, the visitor looked back at the person in front of him.
"I'm not a noble person, my name is Biyu."
The little maid didn't know what she meant by her sudden words. She looked up at her and was stunned for a moment.
She has never seen such a heroic and heroic woman. When holding a long sword, she has an aura that is not inferior to that of a man.
Such a person, like the girl Jin Yin who just took it calmly, is not like the maid who is always thinking about lowering her head to survive.
"Bi, Miss Biyu, this servant just uses this place to be lazy. I wonder what the girl has to do when she comes here?"
"The chestnut inside is about to burst."
Biyu didn't respond to her words, she just raised her hand and her eyes fell into the brazier.
As the words fell, she walked to the simple wooden bed inside and sat down so naturally.
There is a very faint fragrance on the tip of the nose, mixed with an almost imperceptible smell of medicine. The cold wind blew in and dissipated together with the heat from the brazier.
But after a while, it circled back to the tip of the nose and stayed there for a long time.
The little maid lowered her head in panic at her words, and pulled inside a few times.
Biyu looked at the simple and messy house, and then at the messy mattress with a bit of coolness, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
But it was only for a moment, and then she took out a purse from her waist and quickly stuffed it into the quilt.
When I got up again, the chestnuts that had been removed were already black.
"You don't need to panic. I was just ordered to come over and take a look. Just burn your chestnuts."
Biyu did not leave. She looked at the subtle traces on the ground and walked along the place where Song Jinyin walked, covering up her traces bit by bit, and then stopped at the place where she stayed.
"Before I came to this mansion last night, Cuiyu looked for me. Maybe she heard some noises. She begged me to let you live. Only then did I realize that Cuiyu, who is usually timid and cautious, after you left Not even a single flaw was revealed."
"And in the past few days, she has been staying with Butler Wang, either looking for things to do on her own, or helping Zhu Sheng in and out. She is not as submissive as before and was manipulated. I think that after you know this, you should be very happy. Happy."
The moment Song Jinyin heard Biyu's voice, her eyes suddenly overflowed with water.
She covered her mouth desperately, letting tears fall from the corners of her eyes, not daring to make a sound.
"After returning home that day, the prince originally asked me to collect the punishment myself, but he saw the purse you gave me."
Biyu's voice continued to come through the wooden board, a little soft, and a little muffled, like mumbling to herself, or reminiscing with a friend, speaking a little slowly.
"For some reason, the prince recognized your craftsmanship at a glance. Later, he asked me to step aside and gave me a somewhat difficult job. If he finished it, he would take my position. If he failed, he would find another one. Someone collect the body for me."
"I couldn't get such a task in the past, but now that I have this opportunity, I will not give up easily. I also told you that when I have free time in the future, I will teach you how to find people, so I returned to the house alive. Now , which is not too short of Kurin."
"It's just that the house was quite boring until Butler Wang sent someone to look for me last night."
Biyu's voice was intermittent, but she spoke seriously, and Song Jinyin listened carefully.
The two of them were actually at a very close distance, and Song Jinyin could see her just by pushing her.
But no one touched the board.
As long as he didn't see it with his own eyes, Biyu would never be found, and Song Jinyin would never leave any traces again.
"The wind is a bit strong today, so I won't talk to you anymore. From now on, if not..."
Speaking of this, Biyu seemed to think of something and suddenly stopped.
There is no way forward.
It turned out that Song Jinyin had known for a long time that she would definitely leave, so in those small conversations, she never responded to anything related to the future.
When leaving, Biyu wanted to open the wooden board and see the little girl again.
It was only when she returned home this time that she found out that Song Jinyin, who was rarely obedient, had been secretly taking care of her.
Knowing that she almost starved to death as a child and often suffered from stomach discomfort, she secretly sent money to the kitchen and looked for Chef Li.
Later, when she went to get food every day, she would definitely get a portion of soup or hot porridge, and sometimes there would be extra medicinal food to replenish the body.
Such a thing was so small that she never paid attention to it. If Chef Li didn't mention it this time, she would never know about it.
But now that she knows it, it is so big that she will never forget it for the rest of her life.
Biyu took a steady look at the boundary, and finally forced herself to turn around.
There was no farewell, but there was already parting.
But since there is bound to be a separation, then we should meet again as soon as possible to avoid adding to the sadness.
She knew that she was not the only one among the prince's secret guards who could trace people's traces, and she could not be tainted with any traces related to Song Jinyin.
The movement gradually became smaller and smaller, until there was no sound at all.
Song Jinyin nestled in a dark corner, wiping the moisture from her eyes for a long time.
When she stood under the light again, there were only reddish circles left in her eyes, and there was no more water in her eyes.
In the hut ahead, the little maid saw her coming back, and her heart completely dropped. She breathed a long sigh of relief, and handed over the chestnuts that were not blackened.
"The girl just left not long ago. The slave saw her coming in with a long sword in her hand. She thought she would capture the girl and the slave!"
Song Jinyin took off the dirty fox fur and put it to one side with some pity. Then she held the pile of messy mattresses and prepared to put them back into the wooden cabinet and replace them with new ones.
As soon as he opened it, a purse was thrown out.
"This...that girl was the only one sitting here just now."
The maid made a sound, a little surprised.
Song Jinyin held the purse in her hand. It was not the one she embroidered, but it should be something left by Biyu.
She opened it carefully and saw several strips of cloth rolled inside, as well as a letter.
"The places written on several strips of cloth are places where I have stayed during my overseas missions over the years. They are all simple places. If you don't know where to stay, you can stay in these places. There are also the homes mentioned above. You have all received my favor. If you are in trouble, you can come and ask for help. There is no need to worry. I will go here and take care of it."
Song Jinyin's eyes turned red again, then she threw the letter into the brazier and solemnly put her purse away.
