The prince set fire to Yu Miaomiao's entire palace.
The raging fire burned, and the raging fire burned Yu Miaomiao's eyes.
The prince protected her behind him, red fireworks burning fiercely in his pupils.
The sound of "squeaking" and "squeaking" wood burning burst out, and smoke overflowed from the palace.
"At that time, everyone will only think that you died in this fire." The prince explained, "I will send you outside the palace to avoid the limelight."
Yu Miaomiao hurriedly saluted and said, "Prince Palace's life-saving grace must be thanked with generous gifts in the future."
The prince raised his eyebrows, obviously interested in this word. He spoke very slowly, as if he was guiding her bit by bit:
"A generous gift? What kind of gift do you want to thank me with?"
The biting cold wind blew on her face. The whole world belonged to the prince, and she didn't know what kind of "rich gift" she could get.
The emotions in the young man's fiery eyes were surging, and she was stunned. His slender figure completely enveloped her, and his warm breath gradually came closer.
She couldn't move due to an invisible pressure.
Xiao Su looked at her trembling eyelashes, turned in one direction, hugged her gently but firmly, inserted his hands into her hair, wanting to crush her into his arms, and finally took a deep breath and said :
"Miaomiao, this is what I am willing to do for you."
It wasn't until Yu Miaomiao felt that she couldn't breathe that the prince let her go.
There happened to be a gust of wind blowing the ends of her hair. The prince gently reached out and tucked the broken hair on her face behind her ears. He said in a low voice, "As long as you stay by my side, I will not let others hurt you."
Yu Miaomiao said nothing, but the cold touch on her face still made her tremble slightly.
He said, "You will come back to me, right?"
"Yes." What a ghost.
Overnight, news spread throughout the palace that Ning Cairen was burned to death in the palace. The body was burned into charcoal and was unrecognizable at all.
However, because the emperor was seriously ill, no one took this matter to heart. Others in the palace only thought that Ningcai did not want to be dragged to be buried, and did not want to bear the responsibility of committing suicide, so they set fire to the palace and pretended to be Walk away from the water.
No one in Ning Cai paid attention to it, and no one paid much attention to the disappearance of a little palace maid.
No one knew that Ning Cairen had actually been quietly sent out of the palace by His Highness the Crown Prince's confidants and placed her in this house outside the palace.
Although the house is close to the palace, it is outside the palace after all. In addition, Xiao Su has to observe the national mourning, so he has never been here.
Yu Miaomiao was packing her parcel non-stop, joking, waiting for Xiao Su to take her back to the palace to die.
In the two days she had lived in the house, she had already heard that many people in the court had died. Xiao Su had almost killed all his brothers, and many ministers had also been executed.
She was just a little minion. Even if she was wanted and couldn't be free, she could go back to live a life in the countryside and die of natural causes.
After all, countless histories have verified that only farming is the ultimate destination of mankind.
It's better than being cut into pieces by five horses.
In fact, she didn't have anything to bring, she just needed to bring enough money.
I have money in my hands and don’t panic in my heart.
Xiao Su, if nothing else, was very generous and gave her countless hairpins and jewelry.
Just one piece is worth a fortune, and even a humble one can last for years.
Having almost finished cleaning up, Yu Miaomiao collapsed on the bed. It was already dark outside.
What she needs to do now is to find an opportunity. If she doesn't take action, she must succeed. Otherwise, it will be of no benefit to her to alert the enemy, and she may die faster.
Two days later, the Flower Festival is an opportunity.
The Flower Festival is a day when people worship the God of Flowers. I heard from the maid in the house that on this day, the flowers in the capital are in full bloom, and many vendors will sell flowers and various novelty gadgets on the streets.
At this time, people in the capital will come out to enjoy the flowers, and they will also wear various strange masks to play, making it very lively.
When the time comes, she can take advantage of the chaos to blend into the crowd and escape.
This way she wouldn't have to worry about being chased back before she could get very far, and all that was left was to think about how to get out of the house.
Yu Miaomiao silently took out a book from her arms, which recorded the daily movements of the servants and maids in the mansion. Whatever she observed, she would record it.
And...in order to prevent herself from being discovered, she recorded it in English. Even if she was discovered, no one would be able to understand it.
Just use the records in this book to avoid the maids and servants and sneak out.
The night was quiet, with only the sparse rustling of leaves, and she was fascinated by it.
The maids in the courtyard suddenly said: "Sir, the girl has gone to bed."
The birds on the window coffin flapped their wings and flew away.
Yu Miaomiao was shocked. Wasn't Xiao Su at a funeral? Why did he suddenly appear?
What about playing?
