Chapter 6: Coming at the wrong time

Qiu Ju washed the dishes and put them on the table. Seeing the abnormal expression in the young lady's eyes, she said anxiously: "Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Jiang Shuyue shook her head.

She hesitated whether to tell Qiu Ju that she was pregnant.

This child came at the wrong time. She still has no fixed place to live, but she cannot let her child suffer with her.

But she wants this child. This is the only relative she has connected with her by blood since she came here.

Although she didn't know who the man was, she didn't intend to go find him.

The folk custom of the Wanling Kingdom is to hire a wife as a concubine. If she becomes pregnant before marriage, she can only be a concubine.

Judging from the faint fragrance on that man's body, he must be a noble young master from aristocratic family.

Especially those dazzling phoenix eyes, and the genes were good. Jiang Shuyue weighed it with modern thinking and decided to keep the child.

These days, Qiu Ju has been silently guarding herself, and she blames herself for not taking good care of her and letting her fall into the trap of others.

Jiang Shuyue took a deep breath and said calmly: "Qiu Ju, I'm pregnant."

"ah!"

"What! Miss, are you pregnant?" Qiu Ju reacted belatedly, her eyes widened.

Jiang Shuyue quickly made a silence gesture with a firm gaze.

"Don't panic, our injuries are no longer serious. Let's clean up tomorrow and we can escape tomorrow night."

These days, the housekeeper seemed to ignore them. When the master and servant went out to collect herbs, there was always a woman watching them from a distance.

It is impossible to escape from Zhuangzi during the day, and night is the best time to escape from here.

Qiu Ju's lips twitched and she suppressed the surprise in her eyes.

She wanted to persuade the young lady not to have the child whose biological father was unknown, but the young lady had always been very assertive, so she swallowed her words back.

Qiu Ju thought for a moment and then asked: "Miss, where are we going to escape? Are we going to live with my uncle and grandpa?"

Jiang Shuyue frowned slightly and denied decisively: "No, let's go south before it snows heavily."

When leaving the Jiang family, the housekeeper, under Jiang Zhengming's instruction, gave them Jiang Shuyue's yellow book.

With the yellow book, she can go to any city in Wanling Kingdom without any obstruction.

Qiu Ju was very mobile. She put the clothes worn by the two of them on the chair. The rest of the clothes were packed with a piece of cloth and divided into two bundles.

Jiang Shuyue took out the makeup box from under the pillow and put it into the package.

When Qiu Ju turned around, she took in the space again, taking in some of the clothes she wasn't wearing.

Qiu Ju saw that the baggage that the lady had sorted became much smaller, and praised the lady for her skillful hands.

At night, the north wind howled by outside, making the paper on the window lattice rattle.

Under the moonlight, a slender figure quietly left the front room and walked towards the main courtyard.

Enter the hanging flower door and go straight to the main room.

The door creaked open, and after a moment, the candles in the room were lit.

The warm candlelight reflected on Jiang Shuyue's pretty face, making her skin not as pale as it was during the day.

Her smart almond eyes quickly scanned around the room.

Golden nanmu carved bed, large dressing table, embroidered four-fold screen.

Tall and large four-door wardrobe.

Jiang Shuyue's eyebrows curved.

She opened the closet and took a look. It was filled with bedding. She pinched the quilt with her slender fingers. It was very good, soft and warm.

She waved her sleeves, and the items in the room disappeared instantly, leaving only traces of furniture on the ground.

Like a hard-working little bee, she went from the main house to the flower hall, leaving nothing behind, from furniture to teacups.

It can be seen from the dust on the table that the mother-in-law in the village is usually lazy. She knows that the master only comes to the main courtyard only a few times a year and should only clean the main courtyard every few days.

With a full harvest, Jiang Shuyue was in a happy mood, extinguished the candle and threw it into the space.

Back in the house, she tiptoed onto the bed. Fortunately, they both covered themselves with a quilt. Her hands and feet were cold, and Qiu Ju didn't notice.

the next day.

The two of them went to the kitchen to work as usual and watched the housekeeper take away the steamed buns.

Qiu Ju glared at the mother-in-law who was walking away: "There are so many steamed buns and I don't even want to leave two for us, so I'm not afraid of dying."

Jiang Shuyue brushed her sleeves over the plate, and four large, round buns appeared on the plate.

"Miss, where are you hiding? The housekeeper didn't even notice it." Qiu Ju's eyes lit up when she looked at the fat white steamed bun.

Jiang Shuyue pushed the plate in front of Qiu Ju and urged: "Let's eat quickly and don't ask so many questions. Your young lady has learned how to blindfold the housekeeper so that she can't see."

"The trick is to pick things up from the air?" Qiu Ju has seen street performers perform.

Jiang Shuyue didn't know how to tell the little girl about her incredible space, for fear of scaring her.

He simply nodded: "It's almost like that. If you move faster, you won't notice it."

Qiu Ju knew that the young lady liked to read some weird miscellaneous books when she was fine. She didn't find anything strange about the young lady.

"I'll stay and clean the kitchen for a while. You go back to the house and wait for me early." Jiang Shuyue said and looked at the cabinets in the kitchen.

There were rice and noodles, and a large basin of lard.

She planned to clean out the kitchen as well. The porridge for more than a month could not be consumed in vain.

As soon as the two put down their bowls, Wu's mother came back and took out a steamed bun from her sleeve.

"Miss, eat quickly, it's still warm."

Jiang Shuyue refused and said, "Thank you, Mother Wu, for taking care of me. I can eat enough porridge."

Mrs. Wu stuffed the steamed bun into her hand without saying anything, and looked back vigilantly: "Don't be polite, eat quickly, you will be tired tonight, the housekeeper asked you to steam the steamed buns for tomorrow."

"Really?" Jiang Shuyue's eyes lit up.

"Really, she just asked me to come here to pass on the message, steam four baskets of white flour steamed buns and four baskets of coarse flour steamed buns."

Mrs. Wu started to help knead the dough.

Jiang Shuyue hurriedly pulled her back: "Mrs. Wu, go back quickly, we are not tired, the kitchen is warm, it's okay to stay a little longer."

Mrs. Wu walked to the door and stopped: "The housekeeper asked you to lock the kitchen door when you leave, and send the key to her room."

Jiang Shuyue suppressed the joy in her heart and nodded in agreement: "Understood."

Qiu Ju wailed: "That damn woman is deliberately torturing the young lady. How long will it take to make so many steamed buns!"

"Don't yell, the later the better." Jiang Shuyue took the basin and started to scoop flour.

Qiuju understood and decided to leave later when the people in the farm were asleep.

Jiang Shuyue and Qiuju steamed five baskets of white flour, five baskets of coarse flour, and two baskets of steamed buns.

Seeing the lady's posture, Qiuju knew that the lady was preparing to run away tonight.

At about 3:45 pm, the housekeeper came over and told Jiang Shuyue to put the key in through the window.

Seeing the housekeeper yawning and leaving, Jiang Shuyue was very happy.

While Qiuju was taking a nap, she quietly slipped into the stable.

A carriage, two mule carts, and feed were all put into the space with a wave of her hand.

Back in the kitchen, she asked Qiuju to go back to the house. She also cleaned out the kitchen, not even leaving a stove for boiling medicine.

If the stove was not built on the ground with stones, she would take it away.

At 3:45 pm, the master and the servant each carried a bundle and walked along the wall towards the ear door.

Qiuju looked around nervously, she was really afraid that the head of the village or the servant would see them running away when they got up at night.

Jiang Shuyue walked to the door calmly and gently removed the bolt.

In the faint moonlight, she could see the copper lock hanging on it.

Jiang Shuyue quickly took off her hairpin and fiddled with the lock core with skillful movements.

There was a slight "click".

"Who?"