Bamboo Hat Woman

  Mu Xiao looked at Lian Ziyuan fearlessly and said, "I am not some mountain bandit leader, I am just a small citizen. As for my childhood, it was because one time I was begging on the street corner and was seen by Miss Song. She pitied me and gave me some silver coins. I used those coins to buy some buns, and kept the rest hidden away. I slept in a broken temple, and later when I grew up and had the ability to make a living, I found a family to live with and paid them some money each month. Then I made a living by chopping firewood on the mountain."

  "This is also why I went to find Song Xiaojie earlier, to thank her for saving my life. If it wasn't for her, I would have starved to death on the streets a long time ago."

  Lian Meiyan's fists were clenched tightly, although she didn't want to believe it, but had to say that this was a very perfect lie.

  Song Lingyu looked at Mu Xiaoqian, so this was the life of his lies. "Fifth Prince, we still have business today, excuse me for not keeping you company." After finishing speaking, he walked forward.

  Mu Xiaojuan nodded slightly and followed after Lian Cimou.

  Others by the river were still releasing floating lanterns, and no one noticed what was happening here.

  After the two left, even the smile on Lian Ziyu's face disappeared. He looked in the direction where Song Lingyu had gone, and his gaze lingered for a long time: Song Lingyu, one day you will come to beg me.

  That day, there would be no people from Minxi Country at all, because everything was fabricated by Song Lingyu.

  A month after Mid-Autumn Festival, there was no news from Madam, and Song Lingyu even thought she had miscalculated.

  It's already autumn with a rustling wind, and people on the street have added a few more thin layers of clothing.

  Because the last Mid-Autumn Festival, the people of Minxi did not appear, the emperor has been worried that they would suddenly pop out and assassinate. So he allowed Song Lingyu to go out for a walk more often.

  That day, Song Lingyu was still drinking tea with Mu Xiaoqian in the teahouse, but her eyes inadvertently caught sight of a familiar person. The woman wore a white gauze hat, and the gauze was blown up by the autumn wind, revealing half of her face. She was wearing cheap green cloth clothes, and on her feet were also cheap cloth shoes.

  Song Lingyu looked at that person and then said to Mu Xiaojuan: "I want to put on a good show, you need to find someone to cooperate with me."

  A moment later, a man's shouting voice suddenly rang out from the other side of the street corner: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, all of you get out of the way, the horse is startled!"

  The crowd suddenly dispersed to the sides, while the woman wearing a bamboo hat seemed to have lost her soul and continued walking forward. When she heard the shouts of people on the side, the horse was already about to rush in front of her. At this time, she was so scared that her body didn't listen to her commands. She kept thinking in her heart, run fast, hide to the side quickly! But her body couldn't move anymore.

  At a critical moment, only a lake blue figure ran past, and as a result, both he and the woman fell to the ground.

  The Doukaku woman's Doukaku fell off due to the fall and landed on the ground, revealing a disfigured face. The face was already half-destroyed, close to festering.

  Everyone gasped in unison, and the woman with the bamboo hat seemed to have noticed something. Without regard for the person who had just saved her, she first picked up the bamboo hat from the ground and put it on.

  At this time, a man ran over and helped Song Lingyu up: "Are you okay?"

  Song Lingyu held Mu Xiaojuan's hand with one hand and covered her own shoulder with the other. Fortunately, she had used her hands to protect her head when she fell, or she might have fainted by now. "I'm fine."

  The Doujiu woman was taken aback, then turned her head and looked at Song Lingyu in surprise, saying: "Big sister? How could it be you?"