The scumbag married another man. After rebirth, I will no longer be the mistress of a high-class fam

As he spoke, he pointed angrily in the direction of the house.

Ling Niang looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, she saw Li Ying'er's face was sallow, and she was sitting on the bed, holding her stomach, obviously very uncomfortable.

She frowned.

After all, it's better to stop it.

"Then come with me."

Song Anning followed Ling Niang outside.

Passed through several moon cave doors.

Song Anning was brought to the latrine by her.

She held her stomach and walked in. She looked around and found that although the hut was simple, it was very tight. Except for a small skylight on the wall behind, there was no other way out.

But the skylight was too small, and with her adult frame, she couldn't get through it.

Song Anning could only pretend to go to the toilet and then go out.

"All right?"

Ayame asked.

Song Anning's face didn't look good.

"It's not over yet. I have diarrhea over and over again. Maybe I'll have diarrhea again before I get to the door of the room. How about you let me stay here for a while and send someone to watch me. I promise I can't escape."

Ayame thought for a while but didn't agree.

But he didn't embarrass her.

Instead, I thought of a compromise.

"Go back first, I'll send someone to get you a clean bucket."

Song Anning: "..."

She could only accept her fate and follow Ayame to the wing.

When passing by the courtyard in the courtyard, she saw a cook fetching water there.

Song Anning was about to speak but stopped.

Ayame noticed her embarrassment and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Anning held her stomach.

"No, I'm going to have diarrhea again, my stomach hurts."

Ayame frowned and said: "Be patient, I will ask them to bring you a clean bucket when you go back to your room."

"I can't bear it anymore, I'm going now."

After saying that, he hurried to the hut again.

Ayame: "..."

She was a little helpless.

But diarrhea is something that no one can tolerate, so she couldn't even blame Song Anning.

After Song Anning returned to the latrine, she did not go to the toilet.

Instead, he quietly listened to what was going on outside.

She could see it.

This woman named Ling Niang should be Tuoba Feng's confidant and has a high status in the village.

The higher the status, the more things are on hand.

You can't just stand here and watch yourself going to the toilet.

really.

Not long after, someone came looking for Ayame.

"Ms. Ling, there is some movement at the bottom of the mountain. It's where we buried the gunpowder. Do you want to go and take a look."

Ayame's expression changed.

"What movement?"

The man shook his head.

"I'm not sure exactly. I just heard from villagers passing by that I saw some strangely dressed people heading over there recently."

Ayame's frown deepened.

She glanced at the hut.

He said to the person: "Keep an eye on her, wait until she has finished pulling her out, and then send her back to the room."

Saying that, he left.

That person then stood guard at the door instead of Ayame.

Song Anning breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she was not sure who the person at the foot of the mountain was, the other party had helped her, and she had to seize this opportunity.

Song Anning arranged her clothes and went out.

I saw a young man standing guard at the door instead of Ayame.

Seeing her coming out, the man felt a little embarrassed.

But he still tried to keep a straight face and wanted to send her back to her room.

Song Anning did not refuse.

When passing by the patio, she suddenly smelled herself in disgust and said, "Isn't your hut cleaned on weekdays? It's so smelly that I've been soaked in the smell since I stayed in it for a while. Just wait, I'll clean it." Wash your hands with water."

When the man saw this, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Song Anning didn't give him the chance at all and ran away to the well.

The cook who fetched water has not left yet.

She filled a bucket of water and was scooping a second bucket.

Song Anning said with a smile, "Sorry, let me borrow some water to wash my hands."

The cook glanced at the young man behind her. The man nodded helplessly, and she could only say: "You can wash it."

Song Anning carried them on her back and carefully cleaned her bare hands with a wooden ladle.

After washing, while they were not paying attention, he took out the medicinal powder in his sleeve and poured it into a wooden ladle. He then put the wooden ladle in the bucket, stirred it, and poured half a ladle of water into his hands.

"Okay, thank you."

She is smiling.

People are naturally attracted to people who love to laugh.

The cook is no exception.

Although she was originally the daughter of a butcher at the foot of the mountain and was forcibly kidnapped up the mountain. Although she had not followed them to do evil deeds over the years, she was not considered a good person. Looking at her smile at this moment, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

"fine."

The cook carried water back to the kitchen at the back.

Song Anning watched from a distance and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her pouring water into the pot and throwing in a few pieces of meat, obviously to make broth.

She asked half jokingly and half seriously: "Is there broth tonight?"

The man said coldly: "The leader of the village will not give you food. Who told you to make him angry last time?"

Song Anning curled her lips with disdain.

"Tch, if you don't want to eat, you won't eat. Who cares?"

With that said, he went back to his room.

After returning to the room, she waited for those people to leave and closed the door before Song Anning breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Ying'er couldn't come over because she had limited legs and feet, so she could only sit on the bed and worry.

"How's it going? Miss Song, is it done?"

Song Anning nodded, lowered her voice and said, "It has been put into their broth. I saw it with my own eyes, but I just don't know who the kind person who delivered the medicine is and whether he will come as promised in the evening."

Li Ying'er was so excited that she almost shed tears.

"It must be my dad. No one has that ability except my dad. I know that my dad will not give up on me. My dad will definitely save us."

Song Anning twitched the corners of her lips with a smile on her face.

I want to say in my heart, I'm afraid he really isn't your father.

After all, Li Xiangruo had these methods and had already used them. Wouldn't it be better to save Li Ying'er himself than to give her life away for nothing?

She didn't think of a way before, forcing a weak woman like her to step forward. Now it's him, Li Yun, who comes to save people?Tsk, Song Anning couldn't believe it no matter how much she thought about it.

But she didn't tell Li Ying'er this.

She just leaned on the chair quietly, looking at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, thinking silently, hoping that the person would come tonight.

Hope they can escape successfully.

Front yard study.

Tuoba Feng was sitting on a chair, wiping a long knife on his hand.

The blade of the knife was curved and sharpened, and there was a deep bleeding groove on it. It was the favorite weapon of the Beihu people.

The Beihu people are good at riding horses, and most of their troops are also cavalry.

They ride on strong and tall horses, or use bows and arrows, or use broad-backed machetes with bloodletting slots. They can cut off the heads of our soldiers with one knife, which is very lethal.

Tuoba Feng has followed and guarded the border in the north for many years, and also learned their fighting methods and weapons.

After returning to Jizhou, he gave advice to his father and secretly raised such a powerful cavalry that could block people from killing people and Buddha from killing Buddhas.