The arms agent concubine takes the RV to raise a baby

After returning to Liushuangyuan, he had no intention of dealing with Hua Hongming and Hua Hongsheng. He stuffed a few pieces of chocolate into each of them and sent them away. Then, he could not wait to pour all the contents of his bag onto the table to check. Fortunately, everything inside was something he recognized, including chocolates, power banks, and a mobile phone. He quickly charged his cell phone and checked where he was from, as well as the cosmetics he carried with him. Most importantly, he found his ID card: Hua Xiyu, female, issued by Huicheng Public Security Bureau... He felt relieved at once, as he finally knew where he was from.

That afternoon, she placed eavesdropping devices in Prime Minister Hua's study, Liang's room, and other places. Everyone in this family had ulterior motives, and she had to know herself and her enemy before she could deal with them.

Sure enough, before evening, all kinds of information were summarized when I opened my phone.

"Master, the news that our eldest daughter has returned from Shuiyue Temple has spread throughout the capital," Liang held up a large stack of visiting cards in her hand and showed them to the Prime Minister. "Although the news that our eldest daughter wants to marry Prince Xuan has not been issued yet, the news has spread throughout the capital."

She guessed that it was the Queen who spread the news so that Liu Jingcheng would have no way to refuse the marriage.

Prime Minister Hua took the visiting cards, flipped through them and returned them to her without saying anything. How could Hua Yuwei, an old fox, not understand that people who were eager to watch the fun, try to make connections, were curious, or just wanted to join in the fun, people with all kinds of mentalities submitted visiting cards to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When has he ever cared about these false reputations? Those who want to watch the fun can just watch, but those who want to build relationships have to bring something practical. He, Hua Yuwei, never lives in the mouths of others.

Liang put away the visiting cards and said, "With so many people, we can't refuse them all. If we refuse one and then receive the other, that would offend people. Otherwise, why don't we hold a welcoming banquet for the eldest lady at the Prime Minister's Mansion and entertain them all together? Avoiding them would make people more suspicious."

Prime Minister Hua rejected this proposal and said, "Why hold a welcoming banquet? She is not a soldier who has returned from victory, nor has she made any great contribution to the country or her family. Is it worth all the trouble for a little girl?" He said this just because he didn't want to be too ostentatious and bring about some unnecessary trouble, but the meaning changed as soon as his words came out.

Regarding the marriage with Prince Hong, the Hua family had different reactions. Hua Hongyan was happy for his sister. She believed that she must have been blessed by her ancestors to have such a good marriage with Prince Hong. After returning from Shuiyue Temple with her reputation ruined, she was still able to marry into the prince's palace as his principal wife. This was truly cause for celebration.

Hua Hongming was somewhat dissatisfied. That Prince Xuan was a fool and he already had seven concubines in the mansion. Although his sister would be the principal wife if she married him, she was so innocent and had never seen the world. She would be abused to death by those women. The most hateful thing was that he already had two children in the mansion and his sister would be someone else's stepmother. No, this marriage could not be done. He had to find a way to destroy this marriage.

Hua Jiayi was very unhappy. Why was it her? Why did it have to be her? There were so many women in Huicheng who loved Prince Hong, but why did it have to be this stupid woman? No, the position of Princess Hong can only be mine.

Listening to each recording, Hua Xiyu was in a very bad mood. It turned out that she was caught to fill a hole and was forced to marry a fool. Why? What did I do to offend anyone? I was alone and currently unable to fight against the Prime Minister who was so omnipotent. The only way left for her was to run away.

The next day, Miss Gu from Pingle Embroidery Workshop came with people and fabrics to measure the sizes, and asked all the girls in the mansion to choose fabrics, mainly to make new clothes for Hua Xiyu, and to buy some clothes and jewelry for the sisters in the mansion. Hua Xiyu looked at what she was wearing and found that it was indeed not fit, but she didn't like these cumbersome ancient costumes very much, so she drew a few patterns of clothes and pants, and added pockets, and asked Miss Gu if she could make it. Miss Gu looked at the patterns, and a look of joy appeared on her face. She nodded frequently: "Miss, I can do it."

"Don't embroider patterns anywhere except the neckline." She really doesn't like it because the embroidered areas look stiff and extremely uncomfortable to wear.

"Miss Gu, when cutting, cut the fabric diagonally" That way it will be elastic, not tight, easy to move around in, and more comfortable to wear.

She showed her how to cut the fabric diagonally, and then said, "The extra scraps won't be wasted." She cut off the corner with a pair of scissors and attached it to the large piece of fabric. "Sew a pocket here so you can carry some small things with you when you go out."

"Oh, the young lady is such a delicate person. I am grateful for your teaching." Mrs. Gu laughed really happily, hearty and natural.

The robes of ancient people were loose, and the only place to carry things was a secret pocket in the sleeve. The rest of the robes were either inconvenient to use or unsightly. Hua Xiyu asked Gu Niangzi to make pockets on her trouser legs and secret pockets on both sides of her skirt, which really opened her eyes.

It's not that Mrs. Gu doesn't understand that bias-cut fabrics will appear loose, it's just that it would waste too much, and the clothes are loose and don't need stretch. Hua Xiyu not only gave her the pattern, but also gave her the size. The bias-cut fabric, because of its close-fitting size, not only did it not waste too much, but it saved her a lot.

Gu Niangzi wrote down everything she said, feeling extremely grateful. After working as an embroiderer for more than ten years, this was the first time she met a customer who did not allow her to embroider, and who also gave her so many new styles and new cutting methods. Gu Niangzi was smiling all the time, as happy as if she had made a lot of money.

"Qingxing, what parties are there these days?" If he wanted to escape, he had to leave the house openly and in front of everyone. Thinking of the stack of invitations he had in his hand, he looked at Zi Teng on the side.

"Tomorrow is the invitation from the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, and in two days it will be the Osmanthus Festival at Prince Xuan's Palace, and after that..." Zi Teng counted on her fingers.

"Stop, then can I leave the house tomorrow?" What she wanted was a legitimate opportunity to leave the house.

"If Madam allows Miss to go, then there will definitely be no problem," Qing Xing was a little uncertain.

"Great, let's go out and buy some jewelry today," she stood up and was about to walk out.

"Miss, you can't do that. Madam said you are not allowed to go out." Qingxing rushed over and hugged her.

She decided not to go out and took a comfortable nap first. During the afternoon, she carefully observed the terrain of the mansion and silently made an escape plan in her mind. There were always people guarding the gate of the courtyard, but those two guys were not a threat and climbing over the wall was no problem. It was a piece of cake to climb over a wall that was more than one meter high.

The night in early autumn was icy and cool, a perfect time for sleeping. Hua Xiyu sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air and chatted with Qingxing. Someone came over with a lantern. It was Liang who sent someone to inform the eldest lady that she would go to the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's Mansion to attend a banquet tomorrow. She also brought the clothes that Gu Niangzi had hurriedly made. This was her first public appearance since returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Deep down, Liang didn't want her to be too outstanding, as long as she didn't embarrass the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Hua Xiyu originally wanted to go out more often and meet more people so that she could get to know her current living environment better. But now she doesn’t need that anymore. The fewer people who know her, the better. But she still needs an opportunity to go out, so of course she happily agreed.

As for the revenge for drugging her, she would take it when she had the chance. If she didn't, forget it. The most important thing now was to run away to avoid causing more trouble.

It was past eleven o'clock at night and everyone was completely asleep. Hua Xiyu put on his new clothes and left the Prime Minister's Mansion, gliding across the rooftops as nimbly as a cat.

In ancient times, houses were built in groups, with one roof next to another. Although running on the roofs was not as stable as running on the ground, it saved time and distance. She sensitively judged where the beggars gathered, landed gently not far away, put on a mask and glasses, and finally appeared in front of a group of sleeping beggars like a ghost.

She put on gloves and gently woke up an old man. The old beggar was dirty and smelled of old sweat. He had a light sleep and was woken up by someone approaching him. He didn't care and wanted to continue closing his eyes when he saw a dark shadow coming in front of him and reaching out to touch his shoulder. The old beggar sat up suddenly. The only thing left that could be robbed was his life, and his life was very precious.

"You, you, what are you going to do?" The old beggar was shaking with fear. He had never seen such a strange person.

"Do you know this man?" She took out a portrait and spread it out in front of the old beggar.

The portrait was lifelike, as if a real person was standing in front of him. Hua Xiyu turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone to illuminate it so that he could see it more clearly.

"I don't know him, but Xiaopi, Xiaopi might know him." The old man pointed at several children sleeping not far away, trembling.

Hua Xiyu walked forward and woke one of them up at random without asking who Xiaopi was. They should know each other. The child was in a deep sleep and was very unhappy to be woken up. "What are you doing? Don't disturb my sleep."

"Do you know this person?" Hua Xiyu didn't waste any words and directly let him look at the portrait.

"Ma Biao? Has he done something wrong?" The child exclaimed and immediately lost all sleepiness. The other children sleeping beside him also woke up in a daze.

Soon, she learned all the information about Ma Biao from a group of children. "I asked him to be a beggar with us, but he insisted on being a gangster. Look, he got into trouble. He looks like a jerk, and he even wants to kill people. Hahahaha."

Hua Xiyu found out Ma Biao's exact location, gave the children a piece of chocolate, then turned over and went back to the roof, hearing the children's teasing voices behind him.

She soon arrived at a small courtyard in the north of the city and landed lightly in front of a couch in the room where a person was sleeping. Hua Xiyu did not say a word, but turned on the flashlight on her cell phone and shone it directly at him.

The sleeping person didn't know whether it was a good dream or a nightmare. His eyes were illuminated by the light and he turned over uncomfortably. Hua Xiyu turned him over again and continued to shine the flashlight into his eyes. Ma Biao finally opened his eyes from his sleep.

"Wake up." Seeing him wake up, Hua Xiyu stepped back and sat on the only broken chair in the room. He wanted to pour himself a glass of water, but there was not even a kettle in the room. The flashlight swept across the room, and the house was bare.

"You are..." Ma Biao looked at the person sitting in his room. Maybe it was because the light was dim, or maybe he was still dreaming, he couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

"Don't know him?" Hua Xiyu walked to his bed and stared at him.

"I know her, I know her." Ma Biao was awake instantly. How could he not know who she was? She was the female Rakshasa who almost killed all his brothers that day. But she was wearing strange clothes tonight, so if he didn't hear her voice, he wouldn't know who she was.

"Have you thought about the question I asked you that day?" she asked calmly.

"Question, question, what question?" He thought about it and finally remembered, "The one who came to see us was an old woman, who looked like a nanny from a wealthy family. My brothers followed her for two days and saw her enter the Duke Dingguo's mansion. I don't know anything else." He didn't dare to hide it. Compared to life, morality was worthless.

Besides, it would be stupid for a small gangster like him to talk about morality with others.

Hua Xiyu had no idea what the Dingguo Mansion was like, but she finally knew which family wanted to kill her, so she had a direction. However, this was not the purpose of her coming here tonight.

She took out two silver bars from her trouser pocket and threw them at Ma Biao.

"Buy me a horse tomorrow, a good one," she said, and took out a silver ingot and threw it at Ma Biao.

"Buy a few more men's clothes." He threw another silver ingot at him. Ma Biao was stunned by the silver and was unable to react.

Then the female Rakshasa said, "Plus ten days' worth of dry food. I'll come to get it tomorrow night." Then she threw another ingot of silver over.

Seeing that Ma Biao was still in a daze, he threw another ingot at him, "Are these enough?"

He didn't feel sorry at all for spending the money he won from Hua Jiayi.

"Enough, enough," Ma Biao replied mechanically.

The bed was covered with silver, so white that Ma Biao felt dazzled in the dark night. At this moment, he could not see anything but the silver. His mind was blank. Being woken up in the middle of the night to smash the silver, how could this be more beautiful than a dream.

"The remaining silver belongs to you," Hua Xiyu said before leaving.

Ma Biao took the silver, still confused. His hands were still shaking as he touched the silver. He listened to the last words and looked at the door where there was no trace. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.