Fast Travel: Please take care of the wronged villain from all dimensions

Chapter 438 Old Events in Nancheng (4)

Xihuan suddenly asked Zhang Zihan, "If they are destined to die in this era, would you still want to save them?"

Zhang Zihan fell into deep thought. She remembered that these three sisters all had their own dreams. Wei Mingshu wanted to be a female poet and publish a collection of her own poems like that group of people.

Gu Manling likes to sing. She hopes that one day her singing will no longer need to please those guests. She hopes that the eyes of those who listen to her playing the pipa will be clean, not dark, and not looking at toys. What she wants to see is appreciation. Any reverie.

I didn’t see Qin Songzhen today. Qin Songzhen used to be an official lady. She was very noble. She fell into a brothel and was almost beaten to death by the madam.

What she most wanted to do was probably burn the place down.

Xi Huan continued, "Before you came here, you should have studied modern history. It's impossible for you not to know what happened next. Have you ever heard of the Thirteen Hairpins of Jinling hearing about their situation?"

Zhang Zihan seemed to be shocked. He was stunned and cried instantly. How could he believe in the romance of the Republic of China? Didn't their romance consist of eating steamed buns with human blood from the common people!
Xihuan could not do anything because the mortal gods of war could not intervene. Even if they could intervene, they would become mortals and fight the war.

You are your own god, and at that moment, your faith becomes concrete.

Zhang Zihan burst into tears, "It's not that I didn't want to understand before, but I was very afraid of understanding."

Xi Huan smiled and said, "Then I can't save them, but I can fulfill their wishes."

Since you can't let them live, then let them die to your satisfaction.

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The next day, Xihuan was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. The Madam would not do anything to her for the time being, so she would strike preemptively.

Early in the morning, Xihuan took a map of Yingchun Tower and went to Wei Mingshu's room.

It happened that Gu Manling was also there. When the two saw her coming, they stepped forward and said, "Zihan, you are here."

Xihuan did not use her own name this time, they needed to remember Zhang Zihan.

Xihuan glanced at the room, "I didn't see Sister Songzhen yesterday. Where is she?"

Gu Manling wiped her pipa, "She went to her Qingmei's house. It is said that she is relatively good, and there are people she knows. It is said that her Qingmei is now the wife of a major general. Qingmei was beaten by Yingchunyuan. Hello, Songzhen doesn’t have to receive guests every day.”

Yes, Qin Songzhen has connections and can live a relatively better life, but she just doesn't have to pick up guests every day.

Qin Songzhen came back at noon. When she came back, the madam came up smoking a cigarette and said, "Hey, Songzhen is back, and she has put on a new suit of clothes. These clothes are not cheap."

Qin Songzhen changed into a looser cheongsam, not a high-slit one for this occasion.

Qin Songzhen's expression was still cold and arrogant, and her back was as straight as a lonely plum in the cold wind.

She could understand the disdain in the madam's eyes, so she took out a silver dollar from her handbag and handed it to the madam. He didn't even look at her.

Walking upstairs to Wei Mingshu's room, Qin Songzhen saw Xihuan when she came in, with a trace of chapped expression on her expressionless face.

Qin Songzhen's voice choked up when she saw Xi Huan, "Zihan, you too..."

Xihuan looked at Qin Songzhen and said, "Yes, I'm just like you. I'm back."

Qin Songzhen's nose turned red from crying. She took out a lot of money from her bag, "Here is fifty yuan and eighty cents. This is the most money my friend can take out. She was spotted by a young handsome man because of her small feet. , as a concubine, she doesn’t have much money at her disposal.”