Ma Sanbao and Zi Su calmed themselves down and quickly followed.

"Bang...Shh..."

After a bright flash of lightning, thunder exploded.

Immediately afterwards, heavy rain came down.

Three bodies were lying on the ground in the blood.

Cold.

The common people who were watching from afar, after seeing Shen Yuyao and the other three get on the carriage, actually knelt down in the heavy rain, facing the direction the carriage was leaving, and refused to get up!

......

The heavy rain continued for about half an hour before it slowly stopped.

Xijing City.

Yuelai Inn.

Shen Yuyao washed herself carefully with the inn's bucket, changed into a loose and comfortable Taoist robe, and then walked out of the inner room.

Coincidentally, Zi Su had just walked into the guest room with a tray in her hand.

There were two small dishes that looked refreshing and delicious on the plate, as well as a small bowl of clear porridge.

"Miss, you must be hungry." Zi Su set the table and put the dishes on the table. "Come and try it. This servant just made it for you."

"Oh?" Shen Yuyao was a little surprised. Zisu was not good at cooking, so she shouldn't be able to make such delicious food that looked so good.

"Miss, are you wondering why I can make such a side dish?" Zi Su smiled slightly.

"Well, let me try it first." After Shen Yuyao sat down, she looked up and asked, "Where's the little princess?"

"The young princess has already had dinner and fell asleep from exhaustion."

Zi Su looked towards the side room and said with a smile, "There's no sound at all. He's sleeping very soundly."

“It’s really delicious!”

Shen Yuyao took a sip of porridge with a spoon, tasted a few bites of the side dishes, and asked doubtfully: "Who taught you to cook?"

"Ma Sanbao!"

"Ma Sanbao?"