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

After a while, A Yishi hurried over with a wooden medical box in one hand and a doctor in the other.

The doctor is quite old, his hair and beard are all gray.

It seemed that the journey was in a hurry, the old doctor's clothes were disheveled, and his beard was crooked.

Lu Zhi felt sorry for him, his old beard was gray, and he was called by Commander Ah Yi like this.

"The old man would also like a cup of tea."

Here, Luzhi brought him a cup of tea first, and after he took a breather, he asked him to see the princess.

The old doctor first put a layer of silk handkerchief on Jiang Sile's wrist, then put his hand on the silk handkerchief, squinted his eyes slightly and began to see the doctor.

Nasipa was what the old doctor asked for from Luzhi.

After a stick of incense, the old doctor remained in that state, with his eyes slightly squinted, and his expression was unpredictable.

Luzhi and Ah Yi were anxious, but they could only wait on the sidelines.

After a while, the old doctor put down his clasped hands and slowly put away the silk handkerchief.

A Yishi hurriedly asked, "Is An Le okay?"

The old doctor first glanced at Ah Yi, and then said unhurriedly: "Everything is fine, the princess is just physically and mentally exhausted. Rest for a few days and she will be fine."

After all, he didn't leave any medicine behind, so he wandered away with the medical kit.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Lu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, she clasped her hands together, silently fulfilling her wish in her heart.

A Yishi beside her also let go of her tense heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

An Le's last look is really worrying.

When Ah Yishi carried her down the mountain, he felt an unprecedented sense of loss.

in case……

If An Le is really dead, the thought just arises in his heart, and he feels horrified.

Ah Yishi didn't even dare to think for a second, the endless terror, confusion and dangerous white mist were about to engulf him.

Now, as if he was reborn after a catastrophe, he finally emerged from that tortured state.

……

It wasn't until the afternoon that Jiang Sile woke up slowly.

She opened her eyes, and it was the wooden ceiling again.

still ancient...

She said slowly in her heart, not knowing whether she should be disappointed or relieved.

At that time, holding a wooden sword in her hand, she cut off Princess Anle's head.

But she forgot—that woman had already died once.

Ghost, how can you kill him?
Kill her again, and she will still come back alive.

So Jiang Sile was unwilling to kill her seven more times.

For the first time, the sword pierced into Princess Anle's head, and the red and white syrup scattered all over the ground.

The second time, Jiang Sile pointed his sword at his chest, his heart was completely severed, and he lost his vitality.

the third time……

the fourth time

……

It wasn't until the seventh time that Jiang Sile fully understood that this Princess An Le was really capable of love.

Although her attack could make Princess Anle weak, it couldn't really and completely kill her.

Jiang Sile realized that Princess Anle had become a nightmare that she could never shake off or kill.

Seeing the princess waking up, Green Branch by the bed hurried over to her.Seeing Lu Zhi's concerned face, Jiang Sile's eyes were a little wet.

"Princess... you are awake."

Green Branch's eyes were full of worry.

Jiang Sile comforted:
"It's just that I'm sleepy and snoozes for a while. It scares you~"

In this way, Ah Yi, who had been guarding the door with deep affection between master and servant, heard voices inside the door, and immediately opened the door and entered.

"Anle, you're awake!"

Ah Yishi hurriedly walked forward, and Lv Zhi, who was sitting by the bedside, gave up his seat tactfully, and quietly closed the door.

Jiang Sile leaned on the bed and replied, "Well, I'm fine..."

"That's fine, that's fine..."

As he said that, Ah Yi couldn't help but ask about what happened in the morning.

"Is it the monk's fault? I should have taught him a lesson before I left."

Ah Yi gritted his teeth, his handsome face was full of unwillingness.

When she saw Ah Yi, she got up and was about to leave, Jiang Sile grabbed his arm.

She just woke up from a lethargic sleep, and she didn't have much strength.

But with just a slight tug, Ah Yishi didn't dare to move in an instant.

"Okay... I won't trouble that monk."

Ah Yishi looked at Jiang Sile who was leaning on the bed, his face softened, his eyes were serious and clear, like the sun on the grassland.

Afterwards, he said seriously, "What happened in the morning? Just... can't you tell me?"

In the end, he had some resentment in his mouth.

Jiang Sile raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on his pale face, that little red was like a peach blossom.

She whispered, "You really want to know?"

A Yishi nodded, his eyes refused to leave Jiang Sile's face for a moment.

"Do you know Zhuang Sheng's Dream Butterfly?"

Without waiting for Ah Yishi to answer, Jiang Sile slowly told the story for Ah Yishi.

Real people are trapped in dreams by ghosts and can never wake up.

Reality can never be reached, but the dream is vivid, like another world.

The person trapped in the dream, although he wants to escape, does not feel pain.

After a long time, she couldn't tell which was reality and which was a dream.

Jiang Sile was immersed in the story he told, and couldn't let go of it for a long time.

When she looked at the person who was listening to the story, Jiang Sile found that Ah Yi was looking at her blankly.

Seeing her look, Ah Yi was a little confused: "Anle...the dream butterfly or something."

After all, he defended himself in embarrassment: "I...haven't learned the Daxia language yet..."

Jiang Sile helplessly supported his forehead, but he was somewhat grateful in his heart.

When she just said all that, no one knew, but the fear had been deep in her heart, firmly rooted downward.

At that moment, she finally understood the reason why so many senior traversers refused to reveal their identities in the novel.

As Princess Anle said:

Is she really ready to become an alien and a monster in the eyes of others?