Out of the corner of my eye, I inadvertently glanced at the frivolous and thin man who broke the news just now. I saw him walking swaying with money in his hand, a proud expression on his face, dragging as much as 258,000 yuan, and walking sideways like a crab.

in the middle of the road

Hmm... I rubbed my chin and thought about it. Anyway, I have nothing to do. Why not follow him to dig out first-hand gossip?

After leaving Gao Zige, maybe he can start a magazine and create eight weekly magazines of palace secrets and private information of high-ranking officials and nobles to satisfy the curiosity of ordinary people and earn a lot of votes while entertaining the public.

Okay, that’s it!

So, I covered my face with the cool fan that I used to cool myself down, and followed him furtively...well, quietly.

I still lost track of people after all the twists and turns. I’m a road warrior. It seems that a job like private detective is definitely not suitable for me.

Okay, I admit that I can't do such a high-tech job as tracking, but why do I feel that this place doesn't seem very strange to me when I should be lost?

I've never even dreamed of being here, okay? What a hell!

After walking around Tongbei Street, I stood at the three-way intersection with some confusion. Why did I feel so...familiar?

Could it be the memory left by the original Tuoyan?

But isn’t Tuoyan a Turk? He has lived outside the Great Wall since he got married and has never been to China...

Am I really dragging my face?

But if I’m not a bastard, who am I?

Ling Yue?

And what did Oona mean by what she said before she died?

Why was he killed when he was halfway through speaking?

Is there some dirty secret in this?

I'm confused……

Forget it, let’s go back first, otherwise we will wait to be chased by Gao Zige!

My shoulders slumped and I lowered my head, ready to find a carriage to go back to Qingya Village...

When I turned around, I saw the man who reported the gossip again. He was standing at the side door of a magnificent mansion, talking to a middle-aged man with a flattering expression.

I was hesitating whether to be a temporary paparazzi and come forward to listen to any gossip, so I slowly crawled forward...

What a coincidence, another burly and handsome man walked out of the side door and interrupted the conversation between the old man and the young man with an unhappy look on his face.

"Tong Er, why can't you just go about your business at the gate of the palace? Why are you not washing the horses in the stables at this time?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Guard, I'll go back right away!" The middle-aged man was startled, lowered his head and replied tremblingly, then winked at the man talking next to him, "Shu'er, go back quickly, my uncle has gone in to work."

The gossipy man named Shuer immediately understood, glanced at the tall and serious captain of the guard, and left in despair.

As soon as I saw that there was nothing to do, I was ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, the captain of the guard glanced at me inadvertently, and immediately jumped in front of me as if frightened by lightning.

"M-Mrs., are you back?" His face, which was quite handsome, now looked stupid.

"...This, uh, young master, I'm just passing by. I'm not a young lady from your family. Please don't identify your relatives by mistake. This will cause trouble to me." I looked at it and saw another person who was identifying people by mistake.

It's the princess, and now it's the young lady. Why do people in ancient times like to identify people randomly?

"Young Madam?" The burly captain of the guard seemed to be even more shocked. He couldn't speak anymore and could only repeat the words "young madam".

I sighed helplessly, it turned out to be a fool!

"I'm really not, why do people keep mistaking me..." I shook my head and sighed, ready to turn around and leave.

But, in a second, I flew up...

Guaiguai Longdi Cave, by the time I calmed down, I was already in this luxurious mansion.

I really wanted to punch this man who was holding me flying, but I was still in the air and I was afraid of a plane crash, so I thought I'd wait until I landed safely before taking action.

But I couldn't control my mouth and screamed in his ear, "Ah, help me! Robbery a civilian girl, kidnap me, help me..."

All of a sudden, I was startled by the birds looking for food in the flowers.

So, I was safe as soon as I landed. The handsome-faced captain of the guard quickly dropped me, covered his ears and jumped far away, almost throwing me out.

Okay, I admit that I shouted a little too loudly!

However, who is kidnapped and still pretends to be polite? Isn't it more important to save one's life and seek help at this time?

Just when I was about to ask him why he kidnapped me for no reason, a rough and unhappy voice shouted, "Xuan Ming, didn't I tell you to throw out all the women sent by the emperor? How come...

…”

The sound suddenly stopped!

After a long moment of silence, a trembling voice filled with pain, despair, ecstasy and shock came, "Yue'er... is it really you?"

A gust of wind swept by, a dark shadow flashed, and I fell into a warm embrace that smelled of alcohol. I was hugged tightly, so tight that I almost broke my bones.

I was suffocated by the stuffiness, so I pushed the drunkard away with all my strength, "Oh my god, what are you doing? Don't you know whether men and women can kiss each other? Come and admit your mistakes to me. If you don't let me go quickly, I will be suffocated to death by you."

Already..."

The arms loosened and I breathed in the fresh air. Fortunately, I was still alive!

I raised my head and was about to scold this reckless drunkard, but when I looked at it, I fell into a pair of bright star eyes that contained so much, and my heart palpitated at the first glance.

He was originally prepared to "serve" the greetings from his eighteen generations of ancestors, but he suddenly forgot all about them, and swallowed them in his stomach before they even rolled on his tongue.

The drunken man in front of me is not very handsome or good-looking. Except for his pair of unusually bright black pupils, he is so haggard and sad that he looks extremely thin. His face is sallow, and his face is so gaunt that his cheeks have become so thin that they are sunken.

, green residue appeared, his eyes were bloodshot, his clothes were wrinkled, and he smelled of alcohol.

But...why do I still find him so handsome and shocking?

The eyebrows are raised, the eyes are like stars, the nose is straight, the thin lips are cold and arrogant, does it make me heartache?

But I obviously don’t know him...

The coldness that seemed to be inherent in me made me feel familiar, and my heart palpitated as if he should be like this. He was what I knew should be like that...

Now he is exuding a strong and devastating loneliness and despair, his dark eyes as deep as the sea are full of surprise and vitality, and the crystal-like tears that are dripping down...

Who can tell me what the hell is going on right now?
Chapter completed!