Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 273 Listening to the Corner

Before, Xinmeng pretended to be unruly and self-willed, making Chu Hanxuan, Liang Xiujun and others think that she was just a pampered young lady with no threat, so as to weaken their vigilance. .

However, Xinmeng did not give up her plan to escape.

Although she cannot use martial arts and internal strength, her body is the same as that of ordinary people, and her freedom of movement is not restricted.

As long as she can escape from this Zhuangzi and enter the mountain behind Zhuangzi, she will be half successful.

The night was vast and the area was vast, Chu Hanxuan only had a few people, so it was not an easy task to find her in the mountains.

The general's mansion will react sooner or later.Besides, even if the old lady can't find her, there are still people from Qiling Pavilion.

While thinking about it, there were two knocks on the door, and then an old man in his 50s came in with a blanket in his arms. Seeing Xinmeng looking at him, he smiled honestly and said, "Girl, the old man's surname is Ye, come and change the blanket for the girl." A clean bedding."

Xinmeng nodded slightly, thinking that this old man surnamed Ye must be the old Ye that Liang Xiujun said.She looked Lao Ye up and down calmly, and it was obvious that she looked like an honest farmer in the outskirts of the capital, not a disguise.

How did the people of the Great Shang get involved with the prince and national teacher of the Great Zhou?

Her heart moved, and she glanced at the door, but she saw no one, knowing that Xiao Ba hated her, she didn't want to approach her.

"Lao Ye, I like a dry mattress. It's best to wash it and put it in the sun for three hours." Xinmeng walked to Lao Ye's side and turned the bedding he carried.

Lao Ye rolled up the original quilt on the bed, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, girl, the quilts in the country are not as good as those of your rich families in the city, but they are guaranteed to be clean and dry, with a smell of sunshine. You will know after covering it tonight. The old man didn't lie."

"Well, then I'm relieved." Xin Meng nodded, glanced at the door, then moved closer to Lao Ye, and lowered her voice, "Please tell me in a low voice, what is this place? Which mansion in the city?"

Xin Meng's politeness made Lao Ye stunned, turned his head and gave her a strange look, then continued to work with his head down, and whispered: "Xijiao, my master is the owner of Yipin Xianfan."

Yipin Xianfan? "So it's Liu Yang's Zhuangzi." Xinmeng muttered to herself, her two beautiful eyebrows furrowed unconsciously, and a middle-aged man with a big belly and a smile on his face appeared in his mind.

Could it be that Liu Yang was a spy sent by Da Zhou, or a traitor bought by Da Zhou at a high price?

"Miss knows my master!" Lao Ye's face became more pleasant, and before Xin Meng could answer, he said, "Look at the old man's memory, you are friends of the master, you must know the master."

You must be referring to Chu Hanxuan, Liang Xiujun and others.

Lao Ye didn't know that what he said indirectly confirmed Liu Yang's crime of colluding with the enemy.

He made the mattress and hugged the replaced bed: "Girl, the bed has been made, the old man is gone."

"Old man, go slowly!" Xinmeng sent him away with a smile, and when Lao Ye left the room, he turned around and closed the door, quickly suppressed his smile, and sat on the edge of the bed to meditate.

Outside the room, Liang Xiujun stood against the wall, a gleam flashed in his eyes.He stepped back quietly for more than ten steps, and then walked towards the left wing with heavier footsteps.

(End of this chapter)