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Chapter 588: Chapter 592 Sweet Burden_1
The worst-case plan he spoke of was a jailbreak.
No matter the cost, he couldn’t let Yin Yinyue suffer the slightest grievance.
Chu Sandao opened his mouth but didn’t say a word, because Xuan Qing wasn’t discussing with him.
"Go to the prison again and smooth things over, make sure Yin Yinyue has a better time, and I want to see her," Xuan Qing said with narrowed eyes.
If he went to the prison now, wouldn’t he be the hero saving the beauty, as the legends say?
Chu Sandao nodded, "I’ll do my best."
After giving his instructions, Xuan Qing told Chu Sandao to leave; his mind was too cluttered, and he wanted to calm down.
He took out a pink handkerchief, continuously rubbing the moon character embroidered on it.
It was given to him by Yin Yinyue in the cell to wipe his blood; he always kept it with him.
Just because of that bit of tenderness, he was bound for life. He didn’t know if it was worth it, he only knew he was willing.
Once Chu Sandao left, he said to someone nearby, "Quickly report this to the big boss and the second boss, and make sure to tell them in person!"
"If the third master finds out, I’m a dead man."
The brother trembled with fear; he still wanted to live a couple more years!
Chu Sandao said seriously, "I will take full responsibility if anything happens, but remember, if Xuan Eagle Mountain Village falls, we all die!"
If they really did break into the jail, the Imperial court would surely send troops to suppress them, and in the end, they would be the ones to die.
Understanding the gravity, the brother steeled his resolve and hurriedly ran out.
Chu Sandao sighed deeply and went to handle his own affairs.
With Qin Longyun’s strict regimen, how could Xuan Qing easily meet Yin Yinyue? Yet if he didn’t see her, Xuan Qing might do even crazier things.
So, he had no choice but to try.
Xuan Eagle Mountain Village was never the property of just the third master; he hoped it wouldn’t be destroyed because of his selfish desires.
At this moment, Qiao Duo’er was busy entertaining guests.
She thought the matter of sending Tan Zhenghong back home was settled, but people kept coming to the door, all bringing tonics.
Most brought chicken eggs and brown sugar, which were quite valuable gifts for a peasant household, but for Qiao Duo’er, they were a sweet burden.
She said countless times that Tan Zhenghong’s injuries were only superficial, but she couldn’t refuse these kind gestures and had to accept them.
Now, the gifts almost piled up into a small mountain; how many years would she and Tan Zhenghong need to consume them all?
Qiao Duo’er hadn’t rested for long before the next wave of gift-givers arrived.
"Duo’er, we don’t have anything valuable at home. These are homegrown chicken eggs. Ah Hong has lost a lot of blood and needs to replenish it well," Grandma Zhao said.
This time it was Grandma Zhao, in her tattered clothes and white hair, but always carrying a kind smile on her face.
The only valuable thing left in her house was these few chicken eggs.
She had planned to go to town tomorrow to trade them for some salt. But after hearing about Zheng Hong’s incident, she hurriedly brought them over.
Qiao Duo’er quickly said, "Grandma, others have already brought many eggs; Zheng Hong can’t finish them all by himself. Please take the eggs back and use them to replenish yourself and Beans."
Grandma Zhao was a villager whose son and daughter-in-law passed away early, leaving her and her grandson to rely on each other in poverty.
So she couldn’t accept these eggs no matter what.
"It’s the right thing to do; I won’t feel at ease if you don’t take them," Grandma Zhao insisted firmly.
Qiao Duo’er had to take the basket but could not simply accept it for nothing.
As she took out money, Grandma Zhao hurriedly said, "I can’t take your money!"
At the town, an egg was worth only one Wen Money, and Qiao Duo’er was offering around ten or so Wen Money, which would be against Grandma Zhao’s conscience to accept.
