I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Although the system is usually unreliable, at this moment, Luo Qianhuai still feels a little more confident because of its existence.

The restart is successful and the energy is full, so it can cope with some emergencies.

Luo Qianhuai carefully pushed the door open a crack and cautiously looked in through the crack, but found nothing unusual.

But her heart was still high, not sure whether it was because Qiao Jin'er was missing or because the hospital was unusually quiet.

Broken green bricks were still scattered in their original places, and the withered grass growing beside the path had not been trampled and was still spread out with claws and teeth. There was also the overturned copper vat, which had never been lifted up by anyone, with its dark mouth open quietly.

She calmed down and went to the main hall and the east and west auxiliary halls to look around. When she saw that no one else was there, she felt that she was being careless.

Thinking about it, if his identity is really exposed, he can just mobilize his troops and capture him at once. Who would be so bored and set up a situation to wait and see?

So she felt relieved and entered the back room all the way.

When she left in the morning, although the young eunuch A Heng's fever had subsided, he was still in a coma. He didn't know if his condition would change if he didn't eat enough water and rice that day.

Ah Heng was still lying there with his eyes closed, as if he still hadn't woken up.

However, Luo Qianhuai had seen so many patients that he could tell at a glance that he was pretending to sleep.

She spread the food she had brought back on the table, took a piece of soft rice cake and brought it to the couch. Sure enough, she heard the other party's breathing quicken.

Warm and soft hands covered his forehead: "Since the fever is gone, let's get up and eat something."

Xiao Huan remained motionless. He didn't know whether he was too deeply involved in the drama or was frightened by her, a stranger.

Luo Qianhuai thought that he had been in a coma with a high fever last night. Although he groaned in pain a few times when treating the wound, he had never touched him, so he comforted him in a gentle voice: "I know you are awake. I am Doctor, if I hadn’t treated your injury and applied medicine yesterday, you wouldn’t have been able to survive until now.”

"I brought some food back, you can use some first."

She put the piece of rice cake into his hand, and the hand trembled before finally holding it. Luo Qianhuai breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up to pour him a glass of water when his hand was suddenly held violently.

The rice cake fell to the ground. Luo Qianhuai felt a little pity, but he couldn't blame a patient harshly: "I'll get you another piece."

But A Heng's strength didn't know why it became so strong. She couldn't break free even when she struggled.

Luo Qianhuai was startled for a moment, and when he looked down, he saw the young eunuch turned his head, his eyes wide open, his chapped lips opening and closing silently, but he could not make any sound due to long-term thirst.

But this did not prevent Luo Qianhuai from understanding what he had to say.

"Go!" He tried his best to warn her.

Luo Qianhuai's heart skipped a beat, and Huo Di turned around and saw a tall figure walking slowly in from the door.

Ah Heng's hand relaxed instantly, a look of despair in his eyes.

Luo Qianhuai also stared at the visitor blankly. Although he was a little surprised, it was also his style when he thought about it.

Their eyes met, and she read an extremely complicated and helpless meaning in the other person's eyes. Luo Qianhuai couldn't explain why he appeared in the palace, and he actually didn't care about Mr. Mo's purpose. The less she knew, the higher her chance of survival, and she felt like a mirror in her mind.

"Young Master, are you waiting for me here specifically?"

This is a nonsense sentence that does not need to be asked at all. Mr. Mo does not have to answer it.

But he still answered: "Yes."

Luo Qianhuai looked at him with wide eyes, trying his best to clear his mind, looking innocent and ignorant.

Mr. Mo knew that she did it on purpose, but he still couldn't help but soften deep in his heart.

"Do you know how dangerous it is to pretend to be a palace official? If my people hadn't found out in time, you would have been captured as an assassin by now. Even I can't do anything."

This time, Luo Qianhuai was really shocked: "That little palace maid Jin'er, is that you?"

"Haha." Mr. Mo glanced coldly at the young eunuch behind her. He was trying to get up with his hands, but he was exhausted and fell back down.

"You think you can just sit back and relax after you save someone? This young eunuch still has some conscience, but the little palace maid has other thoughts."

After Luo Qianhuai listened for a while, he understood why Qiao Jin'er never came back.

She wanted to report the matter, but she did not dare to go directly to the palace guard for fear of risking her own life, so after thinking about it for a night, she decided to go to Ye Ting to report the matter.

The people of Dayu Palace have always been managed by Yeting, and if anything goes wrong, everyone must take responsibility as one. It is not like the palace guards who are self-contained and never distinguish the right from the wrong, for fear of not being widely implicated.

The current Ye Tingling was fair in his dealings. Although Qiao Jin'er had never met him, she occasionally heard it mentioned by other palace residents in the dining room, so she held on to a glimmer of hope and deceived Luo Qianhuai out of the palace early in the morning. , hurriedly entered Yeting and asked to see Zhang Shiyuan, the commander of Yeting.

Qiao Jin'er thought too simply. Although Ye Tingling was appointed by an eunuch, he was still an official worth six hundred shi, and he could not be seen by a little palace maid.

She didn't want to tell her the reason for her visit, and she didn't have a red envelope to give her, so she naturally got a bad look and was kicked out without even getting through the door.

She didn't dare to go back to Jiaofang Palace, so she kept wandering outside Yeting, and finally waited for the person sent by Mr. Mo.

After meeting Luo Qianhuai, he asked Superintendent Jiao to check it out, and found out that she was the maid of Jiaofang Palace, Qiao Jin'er, and was taken to Qilin Palace.

This couldn't have been a coincidence, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still gave the order out of habit to help her eliminate her worries.

In the eyes of Supervisor Jiao, this kind of behavior is simply superfluous: "Sir, the origin of this woman is unknown, and she has sneaked into His Highness the Eighth Prince at this critical moment. She is probably suspicious, and it may hinder important things. Just don't expose her. , why do you still do this thankless thing?"

Mr. Mo also knew in his heart that he shouldn't do this, but he still couldn't convince himself to stand by and watch, but he said: "Just control the person first, don't hurt his life."

Superintendent Jiao understood instantly and thought that he wanted to seize witnesses as a surprise weapon, so he made arrangements immediately. Not long after, Qiao Jin'er was politely invited to Ye Ting. Although he did not meet Ye Ting Ling himself, he also got to meet one of his capable subordinates, Huang Naiguan.

After being left in the dark for more than an hour, Qiao Jin'er was no longer as arrogant as she was at first, and seeing that Huang Naiguan was amiable, she sold Luo Qianhuai like a pea.