After seeing that Wu Niang and Wu Sanniang were somewhat similar, Song Jianing could not calm down. She had no acquaintance in Shu. If Wu Niang was really a relative of Wu Sanniang, she might win over Wu Niang through Wu Sanniang. The less likely the opportunity, the more cautious he had to be. Therefore, Song Jianing tried hard to maintain his bored appearance before, inquired about Wu Niang's family background, and then casually asked another maid Zhuer.

Let’s talk briefly, the next day, Song Jianing stayed alone in the inner room, reading books or embroidery, and did not pay attention to anyone else.

At dusk, Guo Xiao returned to the house and went into the house to see Song Jianing. He first listened to Wu Niang in the yard. Zhu'er reported to Song Jianing's actions today. He learned that she was finally willing to speak. Although she had just chatted with the two maids for a few simple words, Guo Xiao was still relieved. She could accept the new maids, and slowly, she would also accept the new man.

"Corrupt officials are rampant, and the people are living in poverty. It is like Wu Niang and others who were sold to exchange for food by their parents. There are countless places in Shu." Since she was interested in the origin of the two daughters, Guo Xiao talked to her about this, and tried to make her stand on the side of the rebel army in Shu.

When someone was in his mansion, Song Jianing was afraid of him, so he didn't dare to say a word even if he wanted to refute it. He lowered his head as a default.

Guo Xiao wanted to hear her talk, looked at the embroidery in her hand, and asked softly, "What are you embroidering again?" His eyes returned to her face. It was February, and Shu was not as cold as the capital. He prepared several boxes of clothes for her. She was dressed up without intention, but she was just a small green shirt, which made her look pale and pale green leaves on her body. She was a lively and beautiful flower bud, and her face was delicate and tender, so that people wanted to get closer to smell it and kiss her.

Guo Xiao's Adam's apple moved.

Song Jianing didn't hear the sound, but the lonely man and widowed woman lived in the same room. He was a person who valued desires. Every time he came over, it was a long torture for Song Jianing. He always held his heart and courage. Just like now, Song Jianing couldn't help but secretly clench the needle in his hand to prevent him from forcing him.

"Pillowcase." Song Jianing lowered his eyes and said, afraid of irritating him, she didn't even dare to embroider things for Zhaozhao and Brother You.

The pillowcase was embroidered with crabapple flowers, and nothing could remind people of the three masters of Zhao Heng. Guo Xiao was quite satisfied and discussed in a hoarse voice: "When you have time to embroider a sachet for me?" She was timid and trembling, he couldn't bear to scare her anymore, but he always had to get some benefits and comfort his restlessness that he could not get.

Guo Xiao could see her guard, and Song Jianing could also hear the exchange in his words, pursed his lips and nodded in response.

Guo Xiao asked, "When can I embroider it well?" There must be a day so that she will not deliberately delay it.

Song Jianing glanced at his clothes and said in silence for a while: "If you use it urgently, I can embroider it in one day. If you embroider slowly, it will take three or five days."

Guo Xiao's eyes changed. Looking at her trembling thick eyelashes, Guo Xiao suddenly smiled and exposed her tricks in front of him: "If I feel sorry for you, I should let you embroider slowly, right?" If Zhao Heng asked her for a sachet, she would definitely work day and night, right? What about fast embroidery and slow embroidery, it's just that she doesn't want to.

His eyes were too poisonous, and Song Jianing could not deny it, so he tried to calmly say: "Then I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"No, you can embroider slowly, don't let me wait too long." Guo Xiao said meaningfully, and then went to the main hall first in Song Jianing's complicated gaze.

Song Jianing put down the embroidered pillowcase, hid the needle and went out. Guo Xiao was still attentive to pick up food for her at the dinner table. Song Jianing clearly had no appetite, but forced himself to eat all the dishes he picked up. He just hoped that he would be in a good mood and not be vicious.

Guo Xiao left after dinner, and Zhu'er vigiled that night.

Song Jianing waited silently. The next day, Guo Xiao returned and continued to be in danger. At night, it was Wu Niang's turn to watch the night and sleep outside. It was late at night. Song Jianing put on his jacket and walked to the outside room in the dark. It was pitch black, and he could barely see Wu Niang's hazy figure on the couch. Song Jianing slowly moved over and looked out the window. She raised her hand nervously, preparing to cover Wu Niang's mouth while calling people softly.

Wu Niang was sleeping heavily. Song Jianing called out several times before she woke up. It was probably because Song Jianing called gently. In the middle of the night, he found someone standing in front of her. Wu Niang was not afraid and was about to sit up in a daze: "Girl?"

Song Jianing "shush" and signaled Wu Niang to follow her to the inner room. Then he ordered Wu Niang to sit on the bed. She covered her gauze tent and was like a thief.

When she was ready, Song Jianing held Wu Niang's hand and whispered: "Wu Niang, I have something to ask you. No matter what you hear, we will do it quietly, don't spread it, okay?"

Wu Niang nodded blankly.

Song Jianing could see that Wu Niang was simple and simple, which was the main reason why she dared to test like this, so he asked directly: "Do you have sisters in your family?"

Wu Niang was actually a little sleepy, but when she heard this, the fifteen-year-old girl was no longer sleepy. She lowered her head and said lonely: "I have four sisters. My eldest sister and the second sister died of illness when she was a child. The third sister married far away. She fled to the famine with her brother-in-law the year before yesterday. There was no news again. Fourth sister..."

At the end of the story, she suddenly became even more swallowed. Her fourth sister went out to dig wild vegetables and was dragged into the mountains and killed. She still doesn't know who the murderer is.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay." Although it had nothing to do with her, Song Jianing followed her sadness and hugged the thin Wu Niang in her arms, gently patted her back to comfort her. After Wu Niang gradually calmed down, Song Jianing asked softly: "Wu Niang, does your sister have a daughter named A Cha, who is seven years old this year?"

Wu Niang thrust and nodded. After a while, she suddenly realized and immediately sat down, looking at Song Jianing in the dark in disbelief: "You..."

Song Jianing covered her mouth in time and said in a lower voice: "I will tell you the whereabouts of your sister. You promised to keep it a secret for me and not to disclose your and my relationship to anyone, including the Privy Councilor and the Emperor of Dashu. Is it OK?"

Wu Niang let go without thinking, and knelt down, swearing to the sky: "As long as I can reunite with my sister, I will be a girl in my life. I will do whatever the girl wants me to do. I will not be jealous of death!" My parents and sisters were all dead. The third sister and her niece were her only remaining relatives in the world. Even if I go up the knife mountain and go down the oil pan, Wu Niang also wants to be with her third sister!

Song Jianing breathed a deep sigh of relief, at least, she was not alone now.

In order to avoid Wu Niang's temporary rebellion from Guo Xiao's future, Song Jianing confessed his identity to Wu Niang, but did not expose Guo Xiao's. If Wu Niang had chosen to save her innocent uprising army, but learned that Song Jianing and Shou King saved her elder sister, and learned that Shou King had repeatedly pleaded for the people of Shu, Wu Niang had no scruples at all, and even hated evil to help Song Jianing escape the devil's claws. In the past, she respected the Privy Councilor as a hero, but who thought she was also a bully who seized the women of a good family?

"Do you think we can escape?" Song Jianing immediately asked after confirming Wu Niang's loyalty to her.

Wu Niang was embarrassed and explained in a low voice: "There are two trusted guards around me, one is Changfeng and the other is A Si. Changfeng protects the adults in close proximity, and never leaves them. A Si... The adults sent A Si to take care of the backyard. With him there, we can't escape."

Song Jianing frowned. Changfeng and A Si should be the two who followed Guo Xiao into Beijing to hijack her. I think they know Guo Xiao and her identities. She was both kidnapped by him. Guo Xiao actually left a confidant guard to watch her, which shows how cautious she was. She and Wu Niang were both weak women, how could she escape?

"Don't worry, let's find a way slowly." Song Jianing was worried, but Wu Niang was not so desperate. The main reason was that she didn't know Guo Xiao's true identity, nor did she understand Guo Xiao's various methods, and only regarded Guo Xiao as a general of the rebel army who was a civilian. After thinking for a while, Wu Niang had an idea: "Girl, I think A Si is like a good person. If he knew your identity, would he help us too?"

Song Jianing smiled bitterly: "He knew that I was the one he brought back with him."

Wu Niang was suddenly angry when she heard this and said angrily: "It turns out that he is also a bad person. I really misread him. I want to coax me to help him repair his clothes. Let's dream!"

The little girl was so angry, but Song Jianing heard something else and said strangely: "A Si asked you to make up his clothes? Do you know him?"

Wu Niang snorted, "I don't know each other, so he came to the backyard to pass the message the day before yesterday. I saw his clothes being torn and reminded him. He stared at me for a while and asked me if I could do needlework. I said I could, so he asked me to help him make up. I've made up half of it and I will remove it again tomorrow."

"Don't tear it down..." Song Jianing subconsciously stopped him.

Wu Niang wondered and raised her head and asked, "He bullied you, do you want him to take advantage of us?"

In a childish tone, he didn't realize that A Si might have other thoughts.

Being imprisoned, Song Jianing was amused by Wu Niang's simplicity. When she touched the girl's head, Song Jianing leaned into Wu Niang's ear and whispered to her. Regardless of whether she could succeed or not, at present, she wanted to escape from Guo Xiao's control, and only this way could she break through.

The next evening, Wu Niang returned the men's robe to A Si. In the evening, when Zhu'er went to pour water for foot washing, Wu Niang pouted and complained: "A Si is getting worse and worse. I'll give him his clothes. He secretly touched my hand!"

Song Jianing frowned. She called Wu Niang nice to A Si, hoping that A Si would be sincere. If A Si was a frivolous man who liked to touch him, wouldn’t it be dangerous for Wu Niang to interact with him? Although Song Jianing was eager to escape, he could not watch Wu Niang jump into the fire pit. He immediately told Wu Niang to keep a distance from A Si first and then think of other ways.

So Wu Niang hid A Si for two days. On the evening of the third day, Wu Niang came to complain to Song Jianing again. However, Wu Niang was very happy this time because A Si apologized for touching her hand that day and gave her a peach blossom hairpin to apologize.

Song Jianing took the peach blossom hairpin, which was not a precious item, but the carvings were meticulous, so she liked it when she saw it.

Touching the peach blossom hairpin in his hand, Song Jianing's heartbeats faster and faster. There is no way out. God arranged for Wu Niang to give her to help her return to the prince, right?
Chapter completed!