Yi Xin as a concubine

By the time Xin Baoer reacted, she had already followed the great scholar Mo Xuan to the outside of the palace gate, where a group of maids were waiting. They were carrying packages of various sizes, all of which were things the girls had brought in themselves. The chosen girls were not allowed to return to Chuxiu Palace, which probably meant that once a girl got married, she would not look back.

The great scholar Mo Xuan had quietly walked aside and waited. The female assassins had been sent away first. The things in Chuxiu Palace had nothing to do with them anymore, and perhaps they did not originally belong to them.

Xin Baoer and Wei Yu helped Zhao Xian together, found the maids of the three people, and took back their belongings.

Wei Yu had a cold personality and her relationship with the young palace maid who served her could only be described as harmonious, but there was not necessarily much affection between them. After exchanging a few simple polite words, Qinghe bowed and retreated.

Wei Yu supported Zhao Xian, Qingge held the injured Zhao Xian and cried, Zhao Xian's eyes were also red. Both of them were lively and always laughing together. Rather than master and servant, they were more like good sisters. They were reluctant to leave.

Xin Baoer pulled Lianrong, who was about to cry, to a corner. After looking around to see if anyone was paying attention to them, she opened the bag she had packed early in the morning and took out a small bag, which was the one she had opened to store the medicine.

"Xiao Rongrong, there are a few pieces of jewelry in here. You have seen them before. I have taught you how to use them. Remember to keep them well."

After saying that, he pulled Lianrong's chubby little hand, placed it on the small bag, and squeezed it gently. Seeing the little girl's surprised expression, he quickly reached out and made a silence gesture to his lips.

"Leave it to you for self-defense. Protect yourself. We will definitely meet again."

Xin Baoer said it with great confidence, as if she was very sure. But Lianrong knew that the girl was just afraid that she would not live well, and gave her the confidence to live on. Although she did not believe it, she did not want the girl to worry about herself.

"Don't worry, young lady. I have come through all the difficulties before. Things will definitely get better and better in the future. Don't worry. You should take these things with you. You don't know where you are going this time. Bring more self-defense items. Only then will I feel at ease."

"Don't worry, I'll stay here. As long as I leave this palace gate, my family will be able to contact me, and then no one will be able to bully me."

In fact, Xin Baoer was not sure whether the old man who took them away was the one who wanted to rescue her, but she did not feel that there was any aura from the old man that she did not like, and Zhao Xian and Wei Yu were with her, which made her feel a lot more at ease.

So he had no psychological burden in persuading Lianrong, and he looked very sincere and convincing.

But Lianrong had experienced too many vicious incidents and was still worried. She wanted to persuade the girl, but Xin Baoer blocked her mouth with her hand.

"It's almost time. Stop pushing it back and forth. You must keep these things and check them in a safe place. They can save your life at a critical moment, understand?"

Xin Baoer said this very seriously, hugged Lianrong's small body tightly, whispered "take care", and trotted back to the side of Mo Xuan, a great scholar.

Xin Baoer was the last one to come back, but now everyone had survived the disaster and no one was dissatisfied. The great scholar Mo Yuan even smiled at her, which made her a little flattered.

Old man Mo Yuan bowed and said goodbye to a few people who looked like guards, then led the five of them out of the palace slowly but firmly in the night.

Ten steps, eight steps,

Five steps, two steps.

"Wait." When she was finally about to walk out, a clear female voice broke the dawn that Xin Baoer was about to see. Her eyes went dark and she almost fell down.

"Auntie Xiaoba." The girl held her and called worriedly.

Only then did Xin Baoer see clearly who was coming, and her anxious heart suddenly calmed down.

"Yuan'er, you scared me to death. I thought you wouldn't let us go out again."

"I'm sorry, my brother and father were in trouble, and my mother and I just finished our work and went to look for your little girl. Then we found out that you could leave the palace, so we hurried over. Fortunately, we made it in time."

"How is the eldest son?"

"Thanks to the old gentleman's help, I am now fine. Yuan'er will bring my father and brother to thank you."

As Yuan'er spoke, she bowed deeply.

"It's just a coincidence. It's not worth anything. Don't take it to heart, little princess." Old man Mo Xuan said kindly.

"Yuan'er, is there something you want to talk to me about?" Xin Baoer looked at the great scholar Mo Xuan apologetically, then pulled him a few steps away and asked in a low voice.

"Mother asked me to tell you that the woman in blue is someone the Crown Princess knows. Mother saw them meeting before the banquet today. We don't know their specific relationship yet, so I remind you to be careful of her."

Xin Baoer glanced at the girl standing at the gate imperceptibly and nodded to indicate that she understood.

"Then Aunt Eight, take care of yourself. I have to go back too. If I stay out for too long, the Crown Prince's mother will find me." After the little girl said this, she waved her hand in the direction of the crowd and ran away quickly.

Xin Baoer returned to the team as if nothing had happened, said sorry to everyone with a smile, and then returned to Zhao Xian. The group finally took the last step out of the palace.

Hearing the heavy palace door slowly closing behind her, Xin Baoer resisted the urge to look back. The corners of her mouth slightly raised. Under the dark night, that smile was so beautiful that it could captivate the whole country.

This smile happened to fall into the eyes of Mo Xuan Yifan, who had just driven the carriage over. His heartbeat suddenly stopped for no reason, and then he quickly came to his senses and cursed inwardly, "Fairy!"

"Sir, get in the car. The master asked us to pick you up." There was obvious sarcasm in his tone.

The great scholar Mo Xuan slapped him in annoyance, then got into the carriage with the help of the man in gray.

After the two old men were seated, Mo Xuan Yifan signaled Xin Baoer and the others to go to the one at the back. Xin Baoer and the others thanked them in a low voice, then pulled each other to climb onto the other carriage.

The wheels were rolling, which seemed abrupt and strange in the silent night. The five girls sat on both sides of the car, each thinking about their own things, and no one wanted to speak.

However, a low conversation could be heard in the car ahead.

"Old man, you're in trouble." Mo Xuan Yifan's nonchalant words passed through the curtain and into the carriage.

Old man Mo Xuan, who was resting with his eyes closed, felt inexplicably guilty. He also had a headache when he thought of his weird grandson.

The boy didn't want any at first, but he brought him a bunch, and the key thing was that he looked a little uneasy.

Not entirely. The little girl from the Xin family looked well-behaved and quite pleasing to his eye. She was worthy of being the one he chose.

It seems that I have to go meet that old ghost, the Medical Saint, and find some good medicine for my granddaughter-in-law. She looks so beautiful even with the scar. If the scar is removed, he won't believe that his good grandson, who has been a vegetarian for more than 20 years, will not feel at ease.

The old man ran off as he was thinking, and did not respond to his grandson for a while.

"Old man, don't think that just because you ignore me, I don't know that you are guilty. Go and explain to your cousin later. Don't try to use me as cannon fodder."

"You little bastard, I, your grandfather, was shocked and frightened, and I was humiliated and pretended to be your grandson for the whole night, but you don't know how to feel sorry for me, you unfilial thing. Next time your father wants to break your legs, I will definitely not stop him."

Old man Mo Xuan sounded aggrieved, but his tone was very firm and full of threats.

"If you have time to threaten me, you might as well think about how to get past my cousin. I can just not go home. Anyway, my cousin has a lot of things he needs my help with."

Mo Xuan Yifan said it nonchalantly. It was obviously not the first time that the grandfather and grandson had fought each other with wits and courage. Anyway, the man in gray, who was sitting aside with his eyes closed, listened to the two people bickering back and forth without even raising his eyelids.

Just two days after the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the moonlight was shining through the car window, and the scenery along the way could be vaguely seen.

Xin Baoer stared blankly at the familiar street scene that was getting farther and farther away. She even saw the big red lanterns swaying gently in the wind in front of Taoyuan Tea House.

She remembered that if she continued along this road, she would reach her home, the place that had brought her infinite warmth since she came to this strange world. Although she also knew that the tolerance and love were given to the original owner and not to her, the imposter, so what?

She is Xin Rubao and also Xin Baoer.

This is fate.

She would bless the original owner, hoping that she would live a happy life in another time and space, or in another unknown country, and she would try her best to live on in her place.

She is no longer Xin Rubao, but the new Xin Baoer.

After finally breaking free from the shackles, she wants to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, living towards the sun.