After getting the medicine Shen Yuhe prepared for her and a few prescriptions, Song Jinyin got up early the next morning.
The sky is still bright, and there is white mist as soon as it opens.
Everything was suppressed by her in her dreams in the middle of the night, just like what happened yesterday with Pei Yanzhou, but it was just the breeze on the mountain, and once it was blown away, there was no trace.
The carriage from which it came was parked at the entrance of the courtyard, with Li Wanqing's driver sitting in front, preparing to see Song Jinyin off.
"I'm lending you this follower. When we get to the city going south, if you're worried, you can walk a little further on your own without telling anyone where you're going."
"Thank you Miss Wanqing."
"No need."
Li Wanqing raised her hand casually and took out Zhang Sujing's handkerchief from her waist.
"There's no reason to waste a few days of your craftsmanship. This veil is soaked in drug. If the man who is not afraid of death comes forward again yesterday, and you hold your breath and swing it casually in front of him, he won't even be able to touch a corner of your clothes. ."
Song Jinyin was afraid of accidentally hurting herself, so she carefully folded the things and put them in her purse, then looked at Shen Yuhe who had not spoken yet.
In the eyes of others, she was indeed too cautious, but she couldn't afford to gamble.
The carriage started moving again, and when the curtain fell, Shen Yuhe's eyes were deep, lacking a bit of his usual warmth, as if he was deep in thought.
This should be Shen Yuhe's original temperament, Song Jinyin smiled.
Many families in the village had already lit stoves, and the carriages rolled on the occasionally pebbled paths, making a lot of noise.
Behind the field bank in the distance, the boy from the Zhao family was holding a basket of eggs in his hand, watching Song Jinyin come out of the courtyard, and then walked away on the carriage.
He guessed it was time to leave, but he didn't have the courage to go up and say goodbye.
The noble young man who came yesterday looked like he was no ordinary person. The place where the two of them stood was indescribably pleasing to the eye. He had actually heard what Gouzhu's mother said before, thinking that she was a widow.
You shouldn't think about it.
It's just that I wanted to apologize today for the consolation he rushed to me that day, but who knew that this opportunity was gone.
But it's okay to leave. Miss Song Ci looks like a fairy. She should have lived a wealthy life instead of staying in this small village and busying in and out of the kitchen all day long.
The boy from the Zhao family smiled honestly, turned around and started on his way home.
And the noble son Shen Yuhe, who was considered gentle and elegant in the eyes of others, had just led the horse behind him.
Li Wanqing's face fell since Song Jinyin left, and she didn't even bother to show off. She spread her hands and stretched them in front of him.
"I did the work for you, where is the poison recipe I agreed on?"
"Are you done?"
"She just left alive and kicking. Isn't that the end?"
Shen Yuhe didn't even raise his head, he just pulled the reins and said, "Only when your people send her to where she wants to go can you see Fang Zi."
"What do you mean? I still have to wait here?"
"That's not necessary."
The horse made a chirping sound, making a lot of movement.
Li Wanqing finally relaxed after hearing this sentence, but before she could be happy, she heard Shen Yuhe's words continue to come, "You go back to Kyoto City now, find Zhou Yan'an, tell others that he has left, and don't run away again." It’s an empty trip.”
"You want me to do this job? You don't even have a messenger by your side?"
"The eldest son of the Pei family is keeping a close eye on me. Although I came here and dropped false news, it is very likely that his people have discovered it. You are the only one who is safest here."
Seeing Li Wanqing's unhappy face, Shen Yuhe was not in a hurry, got on his horse and looked towards the distance where Song Jinyin had left.
"It's up to you if you don't want to go, but the recipe..."
"I know! I'm just going!"
...
Song Jinyin sat back in the carriage, feeling a little drowsy.
There are two bags next to them, one more than when they arrived, and they are full of things.
After leaving the village, the journey was relatively smooth. Song Jinyin felt confused in her heart, but looking at the receding mountains outside, she felt more and more hope.
When she arrived at the city she wanted to go to, there was no one she knew well around her, so she was just Song Ci.
However, the carriage only drove for an hour before being stopped, and Shen Yuhe chased after him.
The car curtain opened, bringing with it a burst of coldness, which was quickly blocked out.
The hand stove handed over by the visitor was still warm, and he was also holding an ordinary two-layer food box in his hand. The pattern on it had been smoothed and looked old.
"When I came out this time, I wanted to go south to find a medicine."
Shen Yuhe sat down on his own, without looking at Song Jinyin who looked surprised, and just put the food box on the small table.
"I'll probably drop by, do you mind?"
Song Jinyin shook her head, and her opened lips didn't even have time to close.
Since she said she was going along, it wasn't her turn to mind. What's more, with a doctor by her side, she would benefit no matter what.
Thinking of this, Song Jinyin raised her hand to touch her lower abdomen, with a smile on her lips. She just felt that the child in her belly was quite lucky.
I received the care of a miracle doctor without showing my pregnancy. Normally, this would have been something I couldn't even ask for.
"Of course I don't mind, but with Brother Shen, this medicine..."
Song Jinyin blinked and looked straight at Shen Yuhe with her dark eyes, her eyes filled with cunning and magnanimity, "Can I prepare this medicine without taking it? And can Brother Shen check my pulse every day for free?" ?”
"I really don't miss any benefit."
Shen Yuhe was amused by her plan, and finally raised his eyes to look at her, meeting those clear almond eyes.
"I just check your pulse every day. I saw you were very obedient and obedient. How many days have you learned from Li Wanqing?"
"That's not true."
Song Jinyin curled her lips and smiled: "From now on, when you live outside your home, you have to plan carefully."
...
The carriage moved slowly, and it took another seven days to go south.
When Pei Yanzhou returned to Beijing, snow had already fallen in the city of Kyoto, and it was covered with snow.
He ran towards the palace very quickly, not even giving everyone time to recover. After meeting the Holy Spirit, he directly handed over the rest of the affairs to Lin Jingxiu and rode out of the city again.
Shen Yuhe made a feint, causing his men to almost go astray.
But because of this, Pei Yanzhou was sure that he must go find Song Jinyin.
The man had long since lost much of his sanity. The injuries he sustained in Yuxi Mountain had already become numb from running around all day. He attacked forcefully in the dense forest and carved a way out in the blood.
Lin Jingxiu, who followed him, was so shocked by his actions that he couldn't say a word along the way.
"Master, Xuanwei has rushed to the village first. You can't rush around like this. At least let the doctor take a look at the wound first..."
"The village Xuanwei went to a few days ago?"
"Return to the master, although the news was sent the day before yesterday, the person should have already arrived there."
Cang Lin followed Pei Yanzhou on horseback, frowning.
He almost fell into Shen Yuhe's trap that day, and his people did find out that the third prince asked him to leave the city, so he followed the carriage in the opposite direction.
Fortunately, I responded quickly and didn't make a big mistake.
Pei Yanzhou still didn't stop and just rushed towards the position above the letter.
Although that place is just an inconspicuous small village, it is only two days' horse ride away from Kyoto City, so it is impossible that Xuanwei has not explored it.
The only possibility is that the traces of Song Jinyin were wiped out and Xuanwei's investigation was fruitless, so he didn't go deeper.
Kurin followed closely to the person in front.
He also sent a letter to Biyu privately. Biyu would definitely be able to find the person, but she would not really search for him. Otherwise, there would be no trace of Song Jinyin's stay in that house.
Biyu wants to help Song Jinyin, but Canglin is sure.
He had let down his guard against Biyu before, but now as long as there are a few clues revealed, he and Xuanwei can follow them.
There was no break all the way.
Pei Yanzhou didn't even use it for two days before he saw the village.
The moment he dismounted, he almost lost control of his body. The sweetness in his throat never dissipated, and the injury on his back showed faint signs of cracking.
But he just pursed his lips tightly, held up his stiff body, and looked closely at the small courtyard where Xuan Wei was already standing.
There was white smoke everywhere, but that place was cold and empty, with nothing there.
No one came out to join in the fun on the field ridge.
Pei Yanzhou's appearance was not like Shen Yuhe's. When he walked past Xuan Wei, he was filled with evil aura, as if he could kill someone at any time.
The door of the wooden house was pushed open, and the objects inside were arranged in an orderly manner.
Several burned teacups were placed on the wooden table in a circle around the teapot. Even the position of the spout was the same as when Song Jinyin was in Zhuya Courtyard.
Pei Yanzhou stood for a long time before returning to the courtyard.
"Master, two girls did live here a few days ago, as well as a coachman. One of the girls is a doctor and often comes to this area to collect things. As for the others..."
"explain."
Pei Yanzhou didn't know where he was looking, his eyes were dark and the cold stars had not dispersed.
"People in the village said that another girl was picked up by her husband..."
Xuanwei felt a sudden coldness all over his body, and the sudden pressure made him unable to lift his head, and his body fell straight down.
As soon as Cang Lin followed him and stepped into the courtyard, he heard what Xuan Wei said behind him. He had no time to stop him, so he subconsciously looked at his master, feeling fear in his heart for the first time.
"Master, maybe among those two girls, there is no Miss Jin Yin. After all, Shen Yuhe..."
"Picked up by her husband?"
Pei Yanzhou's eyes were full of sinister birds of prey, and his face was terrifyingly cold. "I sent so many people to investigate, but you lost them twice?"
"Master, please calm down. The previous batch of Xuan Guards left their mark and they should have followed. However, no new news has been received..."
"You, who are you? Why are you always guarding Doctor Li and Miss Song's yard?"
Before Xuanwei finished speaking, a calm question came from outside.
Cang Lin looked sideways and saw a tall man in coarse cloth, holding a hoe tightly, standing not far away, staring at them cautiously.
Cang Lin's heart skipped a beat.
There is no doubt that Miss Song is really Miss Jin Yin.
