Only after they reached the room did Song Yaoyao hold the antidote under Lin Xiqian's nose.
Lin Xiqian opened her eyes and rubbed her head. Her last memory was of the government troops about to catch up with their carriage.
She looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and asked:
"Where are we?"
"We're at an inn."
"Did we get away?"
"Yes."
Lin Xiqian did not ask any more questions, but she still spoke with lingering fear:
"Thank goodness we got away. I was scared to death."
Song Yaoyao made a shushing gesture. Walls had ears, so they dropped the subject.
Lin Xiqian could also tell that the young girl before her, named Song Yaoyao, did not want to say much, so she asked no further questions.
Whatever method she had used, all that mattered was getting Lin Xiqian and her child safely to her husband. The rest was none of her business.
Early the next morning, Song Yaoyao and the others disguised themselves again. After breakfast, they had the innkeeper prepare plenty of food before continuing their journey.
Over the next two days, Song Yaoyao and the others underwent several more searches...
Each time, Song Yaoyao knocked Lin Xiqian unconscious with a drug, then hid her and Ji Zhengming inside her space. Everything was done without so much as a seam showing...
The Imperial Palace of the Heavenly Mystic Kingdom.
When Teng Yetao heard the Commander of the Imperial Guard report that the treasure vault at the War King’s Residence was empty, he smashed his teacup in fury and cursed:
"That Ji Chengyuan has the heart of a wolf! He must have harbored treasonous intentions long ago and moved the War King’s Residence’s wealth away well in advance. How I regret not killing him sooner..."
Teng Yetao then questioned another general: