Chapter 8 I am so innocent, but your schemes are so deep.

Entering the palace, the fifth day. In the past few days, Bai Xinyin went to the medicinal material warehouse to inquire under various excuses and confirmed that the Ganoderma lucidum was in the warehouse. However, the defense had never been relaxed, and there was no breakthrough. In the morning, I saw Mo Changli mobilizing the guards. I knew that the patrol team of the palace had a mission tonight, so the defense there would be relaxed. Bai Xinyin was a little anxious and decided to explore again tonight. During lunch, I went to the kitchen to get some seasonings and met Nanxing. They agreed that Nanxing would be responsible for leading people away in the evening, and Bai Xinyin would be responsible for getting the Ganoderma lucidum. It's quiet at night. Just after the third watch, Bai Xinyin changed into night clothes, gently closed the door, and flew towards the medicinal materials warehouse. If she turned her head at this moment, she would find that under the crescent moon, a pair of eyes as bright as stars were watching her leave. Bai Xinyin met Nanxing. Nanxing threw a stone at the guard guarding the warehouse. "Who is it?" a guard shouted. Nanxing didn't say anything, but ran away as soon as he made a noise. The two guards at the gate ran after him. The patrolling guards were also alarmed and chased in the direction Nanxing ran. Bai Xinyin knew Nanxing's kung fu very well, and these people were no match for her. She flew onto the roof, uncovered a few tiles in the medicine warehouse, and fell into the medicine warehouse from the roof. With the weak moonlight, she took a look at the environment of the warehouse. The room was filled with medicinal herbs, including ginseng, deer antlers, cordyceps sinensis, and most of them were of high quality. Xiyin had only heard of some of the herbs but had never seen them. She had never expected that Prince Rong's mansion would have such a treasure. I sighed in my heart, and my hands were itching to take this away, and I couldn't bear to touch that. I almost forgot the purpose of my visit. Suddenly, I saw on the innermost three shelves, what else could it be but the thousand-year-old blood ganoderma? It was obtained without any effort. When he reached out to take it, there was a flash of silver light behind the shelf, and three gleaming daggers came towards him. Bai Xinyin dodged it with a twitch. His feet landed on the ground without any preparation, and he didn't know what he stepped on. His feet slipped, and he stumbled and almost fell. Immediately afterwards, before Xiyin could stand up, countless sharp arrows flew out from top to bottom, heading straight for Bai Xiyin's forehead. Just when Bai Xinyin thought that he was going to fall here, a figure in white flashed by, Xinyin was pulled aside, and the arrow "rustled" into the place where Xinyin almost fell just now. If Bai Xinyin had not dodged just now, he would have become a hedgehog. There's someone. Bai Xinyin looked up and saw a white figure walking towards the door. Bai Xinyin was not giving up and reached out to take the thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum. "Don't touch it, it's fake. If you don't want to die immediately, get out of here immediately!" The white figure paused slightly and walked out. Bai Xinyin was filled with regret and looked embarrassed. Fuck! Nemesis! She had never encountered such a situation since she was a child. In her two lives, except for the poison that she was poisoned with in her original life, everything else was smooth sailing. She thought she was proficient in medicine and martial arts, well-informed, and resourceful. She didn't expect to fall into the hands of this man twice in a row. The blow was too great, and Bai Xinyin thought she needed to reflect on herself. With resentful steps, he followed the man in white back to the courtyard. Seeing Mu Yunxiao enter the main room, Bai Xinyin arrived shortly afterwards, wondering whether she should follow him in to explain. But what could she say? I came to steal your thousand-year-old blood ganoderma? He circled the door five times but ultimately did not follow in. Bai Xinyin calmed down after returning to her room and lying on the bed. It was true that she had been smart since she was young, especially talented in medicine. Relying on the management knowledge she learned in modern times, she established the Bagua Sect and other things, and achieved some initial success. She felt that she could make plans and win battles thousands of miles away. Thinking about how she almost died in the medicine warehouse today, she was sweating profusely. Mu Yunxiao, what kind of person is that? How can I compare with him? He went to the battlefield at the age of thirteen and defeated Wei at the age of fifteen. Wei was so powerful that he did not dare to act rashly because of him. He drove out the Huns and was always a vassal. How could I belittle myself and run to be a mediocre person under his nose? The people who throw away more thoughts than I do. I can only blame myself for being too naive and others for being so cunning. I just can’t understand why Mu Yunxiao knew that I stole the blood of Ganoderma lucidum and still spared my life? Could it be that the story I made up was about a miserable life? Or did he say that he had seen the Medicine King and the Medical Saint? Could it be that he would still be useful to me? Just think about it, how dare you covet the thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum in the prince's mansion? Whether it is useful or not, I guess I will have to deal with it tomorrow. As I was thinking, I fell asleep in a daze and slept until dawn. I got up, packed my bags, and planned to be "driven away" early. Before the door was opened, a wailing voice was heard: "Please spare my life! I will never dare to do it again! ......" When he pushed the door open, he saw a woman dressed as a maid, with dishevelled hair, being dragged out of the prince's room. Her left arm had been cut off, and her face was covered in blood. A guard pulled out a piece of cloth and stuffed it into the maid's mouth, then dragged her out. Chang Li stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back and said angrily, "Take her away and beat her to death! Check if there are any accomplices or instigators behind her? Execute them all!" "What are you still doing there? Why don't you come and serve your master?" Chang Li pointed his finger at Bai Xinyin, who was in a daze. When had Bai Xinyin ever been so angry? But at this moment, he was alone and weak, and under someone else's roof, so he didn't dare to get angry and went into the house to serve obediently. Entering the house, he found that the incense was stronger today, but the smell of medicine in the air still couldn't escape Bai Xinyin's nose. Was the prince poisoned? He didn't look like it? Find a chance to take his pulse? Doctors have an occupational disease. Suddenly thinking of the fate of the maid in the morning, he decided to forget it. Mu Yunxiao had already packed up and was sitting there with his eyes closed, not saying a word, as if he were in deep thought. Bai Xinyin was nervous: Is it time to settle the score with me now? There are many guards in the mansion, which route should I take to escape? "Go and get the documents from the study. We'll work here today." Mu Yunxiao ordered, interrupting Bai Xinyin's thoughts. "Okay!" Bai Xinyin agreed, took a deep breath, and quickly went to the study to get something. On the way back, Bai Xinyin learned from Jin Wu that there was a maid who had been in the mansion for many years. She was so proud of her beauty and her relationship with the prince's wet nurse that she didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was. When the guards were away, she brought water for the prince to wash his face, intending to seduce him, but the prince cut her arm with a sword and threw her out of the door. Bai Xinyin patted his chest and took a deep breath. Mu Yunxiao's martial arts were unparalleled, and he might not be able to defeat him. He could not be a guard any longer, or his life would be over at any time. He had to think of another way... Bai Xiyin thought while grinding ink. "Can't you grind ink?" Mu Yunxiao paused as he was about to write, frowned, and asked the absent-minded little guard in front of him. Bai Xinyin was so absorbed in her thoughts that the ink spun a little faster, splashing some onto Mu Yunxiao's sleeves. She thought to herself: Damn, this guy has mysophobia. He hurriedly said, "I didn't mean to do that. I'll wash it for you." Seeing the other person's questioning eyes, he added without thinking: "How about I compensate you?" Mu Yunxiao pursed his lips and sneered, "Compensation? Okay!" Then he shouted at the door, "Changli! Come in!" "I'm here." Mo Changli pushed the door and walked in. Bai Xinyin's heart was set: What was supposed to come finally came. Are you trying to find an excuse to kill me? If you dare to do anything, I will prick your fatal point with a needle first... Thinking of this, she took out the silver needle and touched Mu Yunxiao's wrist. Chang Li walked in and saw his master arguing with the handsome guard again. He closed his eyes and asked, "Master, what do you want?" "Calculate how much this dress of mine costs and ask him to compensate me." Chang Li opened his mouth and didn't close it for a long time. When did the master become so fussy? After all, he was the head of the imperial guards. The surprise on his face was fleeting. "The material of this dress of yours is the top-grade brocade that was paid as tribute by the Su region. The emperor got three pieces in total and gave one piece to you. Even ordinary brocade is worth every inch of gold. If it is converted into gold or silver, the minimum price would be..." "How much do you want?" they both asked in unison. "It will cost ten thousand taels of silver," Changli answered promptly. Ten thousand taels of silver are equivalent to several million yuan in today's RMB. Wouldn't it burn you to death if you put on a piece of clothing? Bai Xinyin gnashed her teeth. "How much does this little guard cost per month?" "I will be paid as a first-class guard, ten taels per month." "That's 120 taels a year. That way, it will take more than 800 years to pay it off." What? No, why do I have to pay off eight lifetimes of debt all of a sudden? Bai Xinyin was stunned for a moment. "Come, sign it." A piece of paper was handed over, which read: Today, there is Bai Asi from Taoyuan County who owes Mu Yunxiao of Prince Rong's mansion ten thousand taels of silver. He is willing to sell himself and use his monthly salary to pay off the debt until the debt is paid off. Signature of the debtor White____ The tenth day of the third month in the nineteenth year of Tianbao "Your Highness...I, I...you..." Bai Xinyin looked at it and was speechless. She, who usually spoke so fluently, couldn't even utter a complete sentence. Seeing Bai Xinyin standing there motionless and not signing, Mu Yunxiao snorted coldly, picked up the red p,e n and stained Bai Xinyin's thumb red, then pinched his thumb and pressed it on the name: "It will work just as well if you press your fingerprint." Bai Xinyin was stunned and pulled back her hand. In just a short while, she had sold herself for eight lifetimes? Watching, Mu Yunxiao quickly put away the document, folded it up, and put it in his arms. She wanted to take it back, but everything seemed to end in the blink of an eye. She felt that life was full of drama. "Continue grinding the ink. Changli, go and invite Mr. Xuansu." Mu Yunxiao gestured to Bai Xinyin to continue working, as if nothing had happened just now. Chang Li looked at the curve of his master's mouth, then looked at Bai Xinyin, who was standing still, and turned around with a sympathetic look to invite Mr. Xuan Su. Looking at Mu Yunxiao's calm and composed look, everything seemed so unreal. In just half a cup of tea, no one knew that a small guard was sold for eight lifetimes just for grinding ink. Bai Xiyin was so angry that she was speechless. She had been a slave for eight generations. It was okay for her to open the door and go outside to get some fresh air, right? When I went out, I saw a pot of grass on the ground at the door. Without looking closely, I raised my leg and wanted to kick the grass, just to vent my anger. "That pot of flowers is the orchid 'Tian Yihe' bestowed by His Majesty. It is much more expensive than the clothes I am wearing." A voice as gentle as jade came from the room. Bai Xinyin's feet twisted on the grass, then put them down on the ground, put them together, and stood up. It would be better to grind the ink obediently, so Bai Xinyin had to go back to work in shame. While grinding the ink, Bai Xinyin looked at the remaining vermilion on his thumb and gritted his teeth: he had lived two lives, was thirty years old, and had been tricked by a young boy several times. He swore that he would get back at him when he got the chance. As he thought about it, he put more strength into grinding. But then he suddenly thought: This inkstone must be very valuable, right? Maybe it was given by the emperor? He panicked and put back his strength. A certain prince who was writing had his lips curled up imperceptibly.