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

She felt that she was being teased by this.

Being... brutally... ravaged by this world

Like a child who is forced to know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, when she really knows, she feels only bitterness in her heart.

She doesn't want to know this, she just wants to live happily with the people around her and with A Yishi for a long time.

No matter whether it is the elder brother who has grown up and ascended to the throne, or the Wu Xian who is full of intrigues and is dying soon, please do not disturb them.

When Jiang Sile led Wu Qi and a large group of people into the desert again, he felt that there was nothing remarkable or even special about it.

Because after that, the quiet life she dreamed of would begin.

And the haze of the temple and the ghost of Princess Anle were clinging to her, leaving her unable to breathe.

It was like a drowning person with seaweed wrapped around his throat.

I could see the last bit of light in front of me, and I still had the last bit of strength in my body, but the waves were too big.

The sea was too big and she had nowhere to go.

conspiracy?

Jiang Sile murmured this word in his mouth.

Premeditated?

Who?
why her?

Countless questions are like a school of fish attacking before death, blocking the last light above my head.

Jiang Sile only felt that he was surrounded by conspiracies and entangled in the crisis spreading in the darkness. His whole body was about to enter danger. He stepped into the dark swamp and there was no chance of life anymore.

"Anle..." Ayi looked at Jiang Sile worriedly, only to feel that there was a beast like a venomous snake crawling in the dark, approaching them step by step.

That sense of panic, that sense of uneasiness, he believed that Anle had also felt it.

That was... uneasiness and crisis that could not be healed.

That being the case...

With a "swish" sound, Jiang Sile only saw A Yi and pulled out the long knife from his waist. The cold arc flashed in the air, but the cold and brutal weapon instinct was now not for fighting, but for annihilating the enemy. .

It’s for protection!

"Don't worry, I'm here with you..." A Yishi showed a hearty smile to Jiang Sile. If there was no way to eliminate Anle's worries, then destroy those things that made her worry.

"Hey, put the sword away." Jiang Sile's pupils dilated. The moment A Yi pulled out the sword, she felt all the evil was gone.

The sunshine that broke through the haze hit her body with warmth.

"It will scare the guests around..." But after being moved, Jiang Sile helplessly covered his face and waved his arms towards Ayi.

"Ha...hmm"

A flash of silver light flashed across, and the sword was sheathed.

The tea doctor who was dozing off at the tea stall was so frightened that the teaspoon in his hand fell into the hot teapot.

"Oh hiss, it's so hot."

Dr. Tea touched his fingers that were burned by the hot teapot and looked away from the strange table of guests.

The sky gradually darkened, and black filled everything.

But this street is still brightly lit, or in other words, it is one of the few places in Chengzhou City where people gather.

Whether it was a man dressed as a scribe waving a fan or a woman jumping among the flowers, they all walked into this street with smiles on their faces.

The aroma of the food, the aroma of the barbecue, and all the wonderful flavors are conveyed.

This was also Jiang Sile's happiest night.

Tomorrow, she will go to Qingyang Temple to question those lying monks.Huh, Jiang Sile snorted coldly at the thought of this, but it didn't disturb her mood at all.

She held Ayi's arm and stopped in front of each vendor, joyful and sweet.

"Tomorrow..." By the time they returned to the inn, Jiang Sile leaned on the pillow tiredly and closed his eyes.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow... let it be over."

After the rain, the grass on the side of the street is green and full of vitality.

At the gate of the post station, Ah Yishi was leading a horse, waiting for Jiang Sile.

It was only Chen time, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

Although the sun had already emerged, it did not scare people away with the heat. Instead, it gave everyone a cool morning in a rare and kind way.

When Jiang Sile, who had just left the house, caught a glimpse of Ah Yi at the door, he was tall and dressed in black, making him very conspicuous.

"Ayishi..."

Ah Yishi heard someone calling his name, and when he hurriedly turned his head away, he fell into the smile in Jiang Sile's eyes.

I saw Jiang Sile standing on the steps, looking at him with a smile.

Her eyes are softer than the spring breeze, and her eyes are as clear as the rain.

She was wearing a pale pink skirt, and the white lotus flower embroidered on the skirt seemed to be hidden.

Ah Yishi stared blankly, and saw that she seemed to be wearing the whole spring on her body.

"Let's go..."

When Jiang Sile passed Ah Yi lightly, she walked in front of him.Ah Yi came to his senses and hurriedly followed behind her.

"It's early today..."

"Well, it's a bit chilly"

The two of them chatted one after another, as if they were friends for many years, and they seemed to be familiar neighbors.

But both of them tacitly did not mention what happened yesterday.

Not long after they left, the two passed by a stall cooking breakfast with smoke rising from the kitchen.

Touching his somewhat empty stomach, Jiang Sile found a biscuit stall and bought three biscuits.Then I took Ah Yi to a mutton noodle shop that looked quite neat.

The old woman who sells mutton powder has gray hair, but her movements are very capable.

Not long after the two of them sat down, two bowls of mutton noodles were served.

The mouth of the bowl is large, but very shallow.

The white soup was still hot and misty. Although there was only a small piece of mutton in the bowl, the white soup was full of the smell of mutton.

When A Yishi entered the stall, he caught a glimpse of the mutton bones being stewed in the soup pot.

"Try it..."

Jiang Sile mixed the powder with chopsticks, picked up one, first took a bite, then took a big bite.

Opposite her, Ah Yi also skillfully picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

"Qingyi often has this kind of noodle soup..."

A Yishi ate very quickly, with two pancakes, he finished a bowl of noodles in a few strokes.

"Well... I like it too..."

Jiang Sile is still eating slowly, she eats very slowly, especially when eating noodles.

She thought of the modern times. There used to be an aunt selling mutton noodles and beef noodles downstairs in the art troupe...

Afterwards, the art troupe closed down, and she seldom even had breakfast.She also didn't want to go out to eat, because it would be too troublesome to go out to have breakfast alone.

Ah Yishi was sitting on the wooden bench, watching Jiang Sile take small mouthfuls of noodles, and occasionally took a bite of the cooking cake on hand.

Even if the later man sat beside him making noise, it didn't affect his good mood today.