Yinghuan knelt down with a plop, "Miss, I want to follow you from the bottom of my heart. I...I..."
Baili Feiyue turned around and chuckled, "You don't have to explain so hastily. You have to know that if you don't speak from the bottom of your heart, it won't work."
She half-closed her eyes and said innocently, "Huanhuan, you know me. It's not easy for me to trust someone. It's not easy for me to truly accept someone as my own. Especially someone with a criminal record. So, if you have any ill intentions, I don't need to do anything. If you leave me for more than three months, your face will slowly rot. Well, in the end, your whole body will probably rot, and you will die after your intestines, liver, and stomach are rotten through."
The positions of Huanhuan and Suyi in her heart must be different.
Although if Yinghua had any second thoughts, she would die and there would be no other chances. But she didn't want to see that scene, so she gave her some warning.
Baili Feiyue said it lightly, but Yinhuan's hair stood on end.
Shouldn't she be thankful that she has never had any other thoughts since she followed the man in front of her?
But she became more pious, and when she looked up again, her eyes were full of determination, "This servant has been looking for someone."
"Oh?" Baili Feiyue raised an eyebrow, "Is that person related to the Dajing royal family?"
The person in front of her was indeed a very smart person. Yinghuan bit her lip again. The moment she chose to follow her and chose to live with this strange face, she knew that the person in front of her was definitely not simple.
"Yes, I entered the palace as a maid to find someone. But I was not young when I entered the palace. I was not allowed to stay in the palace because of my age and was released..."
"So, you approached Ling Ruolan, thinking she could send you to the palace again?"
"The Second Young Miss is indeed extremely smart. As a woman, I can only approach women. In Kyoto, the Second Young Miss is the best candidate."
Baili Feiyue agreed, "If my second sister really wants to help you, she might be able to help you find someone."
Yuhuan knew it, otherwise she would not have chosen Ling Ruolan. But Ling Ruolan's mind was not on those things at all. It should be said that to this day, Yuhuan did not know what her former master was thinking.
However, she saw through the fact that he was just using her to do things and had no intention of helping her.
Yinghua knew that her new master had no obligation to help her, although she hoped to find the person she was looking for with her help.
But if she doesn't help, she won't have any other second thoughts.
After following her for a short time, she realized that this master, although not quite like a master, truly treated her and Su Yi as human beings.
Therefore, at this moment, Yinghuan only said that she was looking for someone and did not intend to say anything else.
Baili Feiyue was a little more interested. After all, it took someone with a personality like Yinghua to find someone at all costs...
He tilted his head and curled his lips, "So, what does the person you are looking for look like?"
She was not wearing a veil on her face at the moment, after all, no one would wear a veil while bathing. The scars on her face, because of the fumigation of hot water, looked even more red and terrifying, including the scars on her body, but she did not feel any fear or disgust.
He really just treated her as a normal person and continued to rub her back. He paused for a moment before saying, "She is my lifesaver... When I was six or seven years old and was about to starve to death, she saved my life."
"Is your savior from the palace?"
But Yinghua shook her head, "Not at that time, but my benefactor was born very beautiful. At that time, the late emperor was still alive, and it happened that the late emperor was selecting beauties, and my benefactor was brought into the palace."
"During the previous emperor's time?" Baili Feiyue frowned slightly. More than eight years ago, Zhangsun Wuji slaughtered the palace with blood, leaving almost no one alive. If it was during the previous emperor's time, then it's still there?
Yinghuan naturally knew what she was thinking, "My benefactor must still be there, because back then..." Yinghuan's eyes were filled with hatred when she said this, "The late emperor forced her into the palace, and I have been sneaking into the palace for many years, but I only found out that she was locked in a secret room. More than eight years ago, His Royal Highness the Regent slaughtered the palace with blood, and I didn't hear about finding the secret room. So my benefactor..."
Baili Feiyue didn't want to hit her, but she analyzed it rationally. Even if Changsun Wuji didn't find the secret room, her villain didn't die in the palace coup. But since the late emperor secretly imprisoned him, I'm afraid only the late emperor knew about it.
The late emperor had been dead for more than eight years, and no one knew that he was locked in the secret room, so naturally no one sent him food or drink. Even if there was some food left in the secret room, it would not last for eight years.
That person must have died of hunger and thirst long ago...
However, there are some things that she doesn't need to say out loud to hurt people's feelings. After all, Huanhuan is not a fool, and she understands what she should understand.
"You've been trying to find her and rescue her all these years?"
"yes."
"Hmm..." Baili Feiyue stopped talking. To be honest, she really didn't want to enter a place like the palace unless it was necessary. It was obviously unlikely that her benefactor, Yinghua, was still alive. She wasn't a monster.
There was no way she would go through all the trouble and risk finding her a skeleton.
If it was a living person, she would be willing to find a way for her.
Although Yinghua said that her benefactor was still alive, she knew rationally that it was unlikely. She just didn't want to believe it. Moreover, for her, even if it was the remains of her benefactor, if she could find it, she would find someone to collect the body.
Baili Feiyue had soaked for most of the time and only got up when she felt her skin was wrinkled.
I sniffed it myself, not knowing whether it was a psychological effect or something else, "Why do I feel that there is still the smell of Changsun Wuji, can you smell it?"
Yinghuan laughed and said, "Miss, there is no more. It has been more than half an hour. Everything has been soaked away." That is, the scar from your disguise was not soaked away.
Yinhuan has always believed in this. She doesn't believe in people with such medical skills. She really has no way to deal with the scars on her face and body.
But those scars are more real than real ones...
Baili Feiyue sat in front of the bronze mirror. Yinghuan wiped her hair while she looked at the scarred face in the bronze mirror with a little regret.
Baili Feiyue dipped her finger in the water from the kettle and drew a pattern on the dressing table, "Since you have been in the palace for so many years, it can be seen that..."
Before she could finish her words, the cotton towel that Yinghuan was using to wipe her hair fell to the ground.
Even someone as calm as Yinhuan became so frozen that she could hardly move when she saw the pattern drawn by Baili Feiyue.
Baili Feiyue saw her reaction clearly in the bronze mirror, turned around and looked at her with a slightly frown, "Do you know her?"
Yinghuan was still stiff, and trembling, she slowly took out a blood-red jade pendant from the pocket closest to her body!
The moment he saw the jade pendant, Baili Feiyue narrowed his eyes.
It was almost exactly the same as what she saw on Changsun Wuji's desk!
The texture, color, workmanship, pattern, and the word "Phoenix" in the middle!
Although there are no two jade pendants in the world that are exactly the same, because it is impossible to find the same jade, but the texture of these two jade pendants is almost indistinguishable.
It must have been made by a jade carving master!
Yinghua was speechless and said with difficulty, "This jade pendant... is something that my benefactor carried with him. When we separated, my benefactor gave it to me..."
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