Finally, it was lunchtime, and Ying Yi, like everyone else, was ravenously hungry.
But as soon as she brought the food to her lips, Ying Yi knew there was something wrong with it.
As a personal bodyguard of the young Emperor, how could such a trick escape her eyes?
Ying Yi squatted in the corner, and when no one was paying attention, she dumped her plate.
Half an hour later, people started to complain about stomach pains one after another, then frantically searched for the latrines.
Ying Yi watched the chaos unfold, preparing to escape in the confusion.
Just at this moment, the little spider in her pocket crawled out by itself, then started to move on the ground, leading the way for Ying Yi.
'Mr. Lin, is this the little savior you've sent?'
Without eating, Ying Yi, mustering her exhausted body, discreetly followed the little spider. But as fate would have it, she had only taken a few steps when a fat man clutching his stomach rushed towards her.
