The hall was full of joy and laughter, no one was paying attention, a sneaky figure, carrying a basket, sneaked out of the mansion through the back door, and got into the one-person carriage parked at the door in advance.
"Snapped."
Under the dark night, there was a light whip, and the horse pulling the cart snorted heavily, raised its front hooves, and ran forward quickly.
The carriage was galloping on the quiet and deserted street, and the sound of horseshoes knocking on people's hearts, the servant woman holding the basket in the carriage couldn't help shivering.
"Miss Di, don't blame me for being cruel. It's all about Aunt Xue, that vicious woman. She didn't want her wife to be favored by giving birth to a daughter, so she sent someone to imprison my parents, younger siblings, and forced me to do this."
The carriage galloped to the southwest gate of the capital city, and the coachman showed the token of the Duke of Zhen Guo's mansion, and left the city smoothly, continuing to gallop along the official road to the south.
At dawn, the carriage was tens of miles away from the capital, and stopped at the bank of the Weishui River, which crossed the Qilian Mountains and flowed from north to south. Trembling, the maid jumped out of the carriage with the basket in her arms, and at the urging of the coachman, she walked towards the depths of the river step by step.
"Miss Di, this servant is sorry for you, this servant has a guilty conscience, and I will be an ox and a horse in the next life to make up for what I owe in this life."
The servant woman hugged the basket tightly, but she couldn't bear it anymore and drowned the baby with her own hands. When the coachman was not paying attention, she put the basket on the water and let it float away.
"Whizzing."
In the mountain forest along the pipeline, two cold arrows were shot. Before the coachman and servant could react, the cold arrows pierced through the back of the heart, and they died on the spot.
Two masked men in black came out of the forest, threw the driver's body into the river, cut off the shaft, pulled the horses away, and set the carriage on fire. Destroying the corpses neatly, the two looked at each other, jumped on their horses, and ran into the forest.
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"Whoa whoa, whoa whoa"
In the basket floating down the Weishui River, the baby's soft cry sounded. The little baby girl wrapped in the quilt, listening to the sound of running water beside her ears, shrunk her mouth in aggrieved way, and touched the hungry baby. Flat stomach, teary eyes.
A golden light flashed between the little baby girl's eyebrows, and a fluffy baby bird the size of a palm appeared out of nowhere in the basket.
The little chick's black eyes flashed suddenly, and it looked down at the aggrieved little master with hazy eyes, and couldn't help but make a mistake.
The little master is hungry, where is there a house nearby, find some milk for her to drink.
"Yeah, yay, yay."
When the little baby girl saw the little chick, her water-stained eyes instantly lit up, and her pink hands stretched out from under the quilt, gently stroking its feathers.
Although she was just born and was too young to speak, the little chick could still hear what she wanted to express from her unique baby talk.
"Master, don't worry. There seems to be a small village on the river bank in front. Yin'er controls the basket. Let's float along the water. Maybe we can find a suitable family to settle down."
"Cluck cluck, cluck cluck."
The little baby girl understood what it meant. Yuxue's pink face, smiling eyebrows and crooked eyes, were extremely cute.
"Oh, poor master."
The little chick looked down at her little face with pink make-up and jade, and couldn't help but complain.
"Born in the government of Zhen Guo, she is delicate and precious, and should be honored and pampered for a lifetime, but her parents are unreliable, and she lives among the people. I don't know which poor family will be adopted, and I don't know what will happen in the future."
"Yeah, yay, yay."
The little baby girl understood its complaints, and her pink and tender hands gently brushed over the fluffy feathers, as if to comfort it.
Since God's will is so arranged, let's follow God's will and go with the flow!