Exile is impossible. If he were exiled to Beining, how would he find the lost mission taker and complete the mission?
But no matter what she thought in her heart, Qingyin was just a little boy who couldn't speak, was dirty, and was being held tightly by Lianxin.
As she was led to the guard, Qingyin could clearly feel the tension in the body's mother, which was evident from the sweat on her hands.
"Hey! What are you doing!" One of the jailers, who looked fierce, walked over with a knife.
Lianxin, a pretty but ordinary-looking woman, said nervously, "Oh, sir, I used to be the personal maid of the second mistress of the Lin family. The mistress treated me with great kindness and returned my indenture. I never expected that the Lin family would..." Mentioning exile was a taboo word, so Lianxin alluded to the past, and the jailer understood.
He nodded, and Lianxin, seeing the jailer's expression, continued, "Madam is truly devoted to me. That's why I brought some food, intending to see Madam one more time."
As she spoke, Lianxin opened the basket in her other empty hand, inside which were several meat patties that looked like they were loaded with filling.
The jailer glanced sideways, saw what was in the basket, and his gaze softened; people with deep feelings are indeed more likable.
The jailer's attitude softened considerably towards the loyal and grateful maid, and he became more gentle when asking about Qingyin's presence: "And who is this?"
"Oh, my lord, this is my son. He's not good with words and has a rather mischievous temper. You see, his clothes are dirty too. I had no choice but to leave him like this. He likes to follow me around, so I had no choice but to bring him with me. My husband was unlucky; he joined the army a couple of years ago and died on the battlefield..."
"Ahem, you can go in now."
It's normal for ordinary people to deliberately dress their children in tattered clothes because they're mischievous, and the jailer didn't suspect anything about that.
As if he hadn't expected that the maid's husband was a soldier who died in battle, and that the child was mute, the frightening-looking jailer showed obvious shame.
While the woman wasn't looking, he slipped a piece of candy into Qingyin's palm.
Although ancient sugar was simply refined sugar blocks, it was still a luxury for ordinary people.
Noticing the precious candy in her hand, Aon looked up in surprise and gave the intimidating-looking but kind-hearted jailer a grateful smile.
The jailer couldn't help but secretly smile. This child was really well-behaved, but a faint doubt arose in his heart. This child looked so well-behaved, he probably wouldn't do anything naughty.
The jailer watched the woman hurriedly leading the child away and fell into a brief silence.
"Brother, why aren't you back yet? We've all finished the wine!" The voices of his brothers from afar broke the man's thoughts.
"You lot, leave some for me, you're all acting like animals." The jailer known as A-Da suppressed his doubts, thinking he would just keep an eye on the mother and child when he left.
Lianxin quickly pulled her son into the cell, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the young lady being imprisoned.
"Miss! It's Aunt Lianxin."
"Aunt Lianxin?" Lin Qingyu was a little girl who had been taught to be somewhat arrogant. She looked at Lianxin with neither affection nor respect. Even in the prison, she seemed to still be the young lady of a noble family.
Standing next to Lianxin, Qingyin could see clearly that Lin Qingyu treated Lianxin like an ordinary maid, but probably because of her mother's teachings, she was only hypocritically trying to please Lianxin.
However, Lianxin clearly didn't care, and it's unclear whether she genuinely didn't understand or was just pretending not to.
Lin Qingyu was clearly not locked up with her mother; those locked up around her were mostly maids who were still in the Lin family mansion.
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