But as she was about to reach Jiaxing, she still hadn't found a way to escape.
Yu Jiao felt a little confused, and she didn't know whether Yu Qizhe had noticed that she was no longer in Xianyang City.
She undressed and sat in the bathtub, fearing that her lack of movement would arouse her senior's suspicion.
At the same time, she couldn't help but think of the medicine her senior brother had just drunk. Although she was angry at what he had done, she couldn't help but worry about his health.
Although he tried to hide it, his face was as pale as paper just now, and he didn't look tired at all. She always felt that his fingers were always cold, as if he was ill.
Yu Jiao thought for a while in a confused state, ruffled her hair, washed it with bath beans, and changed into dry clothes.
Seeing that she had finished washing, the old woman went into the house to pour water. Yu Jiao wiped her wet hair and watched the old woman's movements quietly. She hesitated for a long time, and when the old woman was about to go out, she called her.
"Auntie, do you have any red dates at home?" Yu Jiao held the sleeping pills in her sleeves and listened to the noise outside the door. Seeing no one approaching, she whispered, "My husband has been suffering from insomnia and dreaming a lot lately. He can't sleep at night. Please cook two bowls of red date soup and send it to the room later, and put the sleeping pills in it."
She handed the small paper bag to the old woman, who took it without suspicion and agreed with a smile. Their village usually had few passers-by who wanted to stay overnight, and even fewer who were so generous.
Watching the old woman go out, Yu Jiao couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. She knew that there was a high possibility of being exposed. It was not a smart idea to drug a person who was a great doctor and was used to seeing the secrets in the palace, but she had to take this risky move.
Even if she would be discovered, she had to try.
Otherwise, once she arrives in Jiaxing and boards the ship, she will really be unable to escape.
Yu Jiao dried her hair and returned to the room. Perhaps Cheng Ying was worried about her living in a room alone, so when she stayed with him, Cheng Ying used the excuse that they were a couple and borrowed two rooms, one for Xia Ning and the other for the two of them.
Cheng Ying had also taken a shower, and the room was filled with the refreshing scent of soapberries. He sat at the wooden table, supporting his forehead with his hand, rubbing his brows with his fingertips.
Seeing that he was still uncomfortable, Yu Jiao felt a little soft in her heart, "Brother, can I give you a massage?"
Cheng Ying raised her eyes and looked at her, without refusing: "Okay."
Yu Jiao walked behind him, placed her fingers on the acupuncture point on his forehead, and pressed it with moderate force.
Cheng Ying didn't know what she was thinking about, and her expression softened.
After half an incense stick of time, he pinched Yu Jiao's fingers and asked gently, "Are you tired?"
Yu Jiao paused, pulled back her fingers, and shook her head: "Not tired."
At this time, the old woman knocked on the door and said, "The red date soup that the young lady asked me to cook is ready."
Yu Jiao went to open the door, and the old woman came in carrying two bowls of red date soup. She placed one bowl in front of Cheng Ying and the other in front of Yu Jiao. Yu Jiao thanked the old woman.
After the old woman left, she looked up at Cheng Ying and said calmly, "My senior brother said that he was not strong enough, so I asked my wife to cook some red date soup for him."
Cheng Ying smiled more, "It's nothing serious, don't worry."
Yu Jiao blew on the bowl in her hand and sipped slowly, not rushing Cheng Ying to prevent him from thinking that something was wrong and becoming suspicious.
When Yu Jiao was almost done with her bowl of soup, Cheng Ying picked up the bowl of red date soup in front of him and said, "I don't like sweet things. You can drink this bowl too."
Yu Jiao's heart tightened, thinking that he had seen something.
"I can't drink anymore. I just had a meal. If you don't want to drink, just pour it out." Yu Jiao rubbed her stomach.
Cheng Ying didn't want to touch the bowl of red date soup. He had auditory hallucinations in his mind again, urgently asking him to drink the bowl of red date soup, which made him feel a little resentful.
Moreover, the auditory hallucinations in my head appeared too frequently. It seemed that they would occur from time to time since Jiaojiao woke up.
But thinking that this was Jiaojiao's gift, he still picked it up and brought it to his lips.
Yu Jiao's heart was in turmoil. She deliberately looked away and didn't look at him, secretly praying that the red date soup was strong enough to cover up the drug.
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