Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

One of the voices told her to complete the great cause of the time traveler, rebel and become the emperor, like all the predecessors of the time traveler, making great achievements.

Another voice asked her to become a wealthy person and fulfill the mission of an educated and civilized person to save more people.

These two nagging voices were meeting inside her head, making them so noisy that Jiang Sile frowned in discomfort. Her head sank under the pillow and she slowly fell into a deep sleep.

However, this was the first time in recent days that she had a good night's sleep.

By the time the little Taoist priest and the doctor hurried to the inn room, Jiang Sile had already fallen into a deep sleep.

The young doctor took a moment to feel her pulse, and after a while, he just said that the lady was frightened and exhausted, and just need to rest more.

After that, he also prescribed a tranquilizer that seemed to have no effect in the little Taoist priest's opinion, but the little Taoist priest still took it. After sending the doctor away, he also closed the door and left.

Perhaps, it is indeed time to find a slave girl or a woman. There should always be someone around the princess to serve her.The little Taoist priest thought carefully before leaving.

When A Yishi and his party came back, they found that the princess had rested, so they went to rest separately.

Only A Yishi was left to look after the sleeping Jiang Sile.

He sat on the edge of the bed, awkwardly wiping the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief.His eyes lingered on her pale face, and he felt a little more distressed.

He once remembered that An Le was not good at riding horses, but he still rode with them for so long.

Ayi felt a little more regretful, but even more distressed.

Over the past year or so, he found that Anle had changed a lot.The indifferent and arrogant look he once had seemed to only live in his memory.

What made him even more distressed was what had changed Anle into the strong person he was today.

This made Ayishi couldn't help but think of the fantastic thing that happened at Qingyang Temple.Anle at that time was also like this now, with a pale complexion and a weak body, like a piece of white paper that could be broken with just a slight fold.

I have to go to Qingyang Temple again, A Yishi said secretly in his heart.

His eyes continued to look at Jiang Sile, full of self-blame and pity, but also a hint of love that he was not even aware of.

The word love is too expensive.

In front of this word, it seems that everyone is poor and no one dares to speak out.

A Yishi sat quietly by the bed, holding Jiang Sile's cold hand, and spent a dark night like this.

By the next day, the sky was getting brighter and there was even some light in the house. Jiang Sile had slowly opened his eyes. When he was about to touch his groggy head, he found that his hand was already held by another person.

A Yishi leaned against the bedpost and fell asleep, but even as he fell asleep, he still held Jiang Sile's hand and refused to let go.

The corners of Jiang Sile's mouth turned up slightly unconsciously, and she leaned on the pillow and looked at Ayi Shi quietly.

Ayishi's hands were rough and warm, as if they were like warm flames that could revive everything that was silent.

Once again, he once again made Jiang Sile feel the long-lost happiness.

A Yishi opened his eyes, and what he saw was his lover looking at him with a smile.

He had waited for this moment for so long that he had forgotten that he could ever have it.

Jiang Sile couldn't help but leaned forward and hugged A Yishi. The hug seemed to be beyond A Yishi's expectations.

He was stunned for a moment in disbelief, and then he hugged Jiang Sile into his chest, which was warm and completely open to her.

"Anle... Anle..." Ayi lowered his head and called her name uneasily. "I'm here...I'm here..." Jiang Sile gently patted A Yishi on the back.

She knew that her sudden vulnerability must have worried him.

"Let's have some breakfast..." A Yishi raised his head and said to Jiang Sile with a comforting smile.

"Okay..." Jiang Sile got up from the bed, and A Yishi quickly went out. After a while, he brought out a few side dishes and pancakes into the house.

The two of them ate their breakfast in silence, and no one said anything else.

Occasionally, the two people's eyes met and they smiled at each other.

Jiang Sile rubbed his head with his left hand. The dizzy feeling from yesterday was still fresh in his memory, and now his head was still dizzy and had not recovered.

A Yishi watched Jiang Sile sipping the porridge in small sips, his eyes full of heartache.

The two of them were eating breakfast when suddenly someone pushed open the door and entered.

The person who came was none other than the little Taoist priest.

The little Taoist priest was still worried about Jiang Sile's sudden illness yesterday, so he woke up early today and came to the house specifically to take a look at Jiang Sile's current condition.

"How are you today, princess?"

After the little Taoist priest walked in, he sat unceremoniously on the round chair on the other side of Jiang Sile and asked with concern.

Seeing such a rare and solemn concern from the little Taoist priest, Jiang Sile couldn't help but smile. She said in a weak voice: "I feel better after a night's rest. Did I scare you yesterday?"

The little Taoist priest scratched his head and said with some self-blame: "It was the poor Taoist's fault at that time, I shouldn't have asked more..."

Jiang Sile shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "How could it be your fault? It's just that you are tired from traveling these past few days. It will be fine if you rest."

After saying that, Jiang Sile smiled reassuringly at the little Taoist priest.

The three of them were talking and eating breakfast. Ayi broke his cake and gave a piece to the little Taoist priest.

Just as he was talking, Jiang Sile asked Ayi about their visit to Wumu yesterday.

"Have you really met the eldest prince?" Jiang Sile looked at Ayi with curiosity in his eyes.

A Yishi smiled and nodded, and said: "Well, he was still in the mansion today, and he was hit by Wu Qi before he went out. They had a conversation, and I came back first."

"He should still be in Wumu's mansion now."

Although the little Taoist priest didn't know what happened at first, he already got a rough idea when he heard Ayi's narration.

He was obviously very interested in this matter, or in other words, he was now very interested in everything about Qing Yi, and he told a lot of details when pestering A Yi.

According to him, during the days when Jiang Sile left, he stayed in the royal city to write a book.

The little Taoist priest said that he was going to write a book about Qingyi's customs, special products and strange stories from various places.

When he said this, the little Taoist priest couldn't help but blush a little more from shyness.

However, Jiang Sile was very happy and happy about the little Taoist priest's new interest.

After all, this new interest has made the little Taoist a lot more active. At least he is not always bored in a pile of books alone.