Jiang Xi sat in the yard all night - from the dark sky to the dawn of dawn.

She sat on the stone steps of the yard, barely moving her position, letting her black hair dye her cold dew, the corners of her clothes were wet, her cheeks were frozen cold, and the sea of ​​clouds that her brain thought from rolled to silence.

Ah Fu was still the first person to get up early. She pushed the door out of the room yawning, and looked at Jiang Xi in the yard and was stunned for a moment: "Did Jiulang get up so early?"

Jiang Xi said with a look of distortion: "I drank too much wine last night and couldn't sleep."

"Then I'll cook sober soup for Jiulang!"

Jiang Xi looked at Ah Fu's small steps away and raised his right hand to support his chin.

"It seems that Ah Fu doesn't remember it."

...In fact, Jiang Xi also has thoughts that have never been shown to others.

Others see her laughing all day long, so leisurely that she seems to be free of worries.

Little did he know that Jiang Xi had been unable to sleep all night and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

She was worried, she was afraid, she knew nothing about the surroundings.

She has always been a keen person. From the time she saved a masked man in that cave, she had all kinds of clues related to it, allowing her to confirm that there was an unconfirmable existence around her. When she was observing her, these things turned into a heavy stone pressing on her heart, and the stones continued to accumulate and increase until they were so heavy that they could suffocate.

At that time, she began to doubt everyone she had come into contact with, from Mr. Changyuantang of Yushan Mountain, to Mr. Xuexinzhainan, from Mr. Lou Chen, to Mr. Song Xu... and even Afu, and even Jixing.

When a person doubts everything around her, her sensitive nerves will continue to add chips to the avalanche, and any movement in the world can make her suspicious. If it is an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

Later, her freedom and grandeur were just because of the burdens that I carried forward in my previous life.

Therefore, even in this place where the pressure is like a deep sea, which is enough to crush the internal organs, can make the brain stop and unable to breathe, Jiang Xi can quickly find a way to survive and breathe freely.

When she slowly adjusted, she was still the same Jiang Xi as before.

And no one knows the pain that happened to her.

After pain, wait.

She has been waiting for the opportunity and waiting for the truth until... last night.

She entered Afu's room and saw the silver mark on her body.

Before this, she had doubted Afu's identity and guessed that she was sent by the Marquis of Nanning, Chang'an, and it was normal for her to have some secrets that were unspeakable.

However, she never expected that Ah Fu's true identity would be so unexpected, and she even proved the truth to her indirectly-

There is indeed a ginger clan among the big clouds!

The mark on Afu, also known as the witch seal, is the mark of glory and a symbol of identity on every Jiang tribe.

Ah Fu...is a Jiang tribe!

"Jiulang, come and have the soup!" Ah Fu walked out of the kitchen with the boiled sober soup, smiled foolishly at Jiang Xi, showing his white teeth heartlessly, and his round little face, and his smile-curved eyes looked like two crescent moons, so simple and harmless, loyal.

It turns out that Ah Fu is actually a member of the Jiang tribe.

Jiang Xi looked at Afu's face and was conscious until Afu walked over.

"Jiulang, is there any flowers on Afu's face?" Afu said, touching his face, and his tone of serious inquiry didn't seem to be joking at all.

Jiang Xi gradually came back to his senses and shook his head in the face of the problem: "I just feel that I suddenly don't know you anymore."

Afu opened his eyes widened in shock: "How can that be done!"

"Um?"

"Jiulang must not miss Ah Fu! Ah Fu is Ah Fu!"

The little maid raised her face anxiously and seriously repeated her name with Jiang Xi, as if she believed what Jiang Xi said, for fear that Jiang Xi would forget her.

Jiang Xi was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to explain it, but Ah Fu was rude again.

"Oh, are you teasing your little maid when you get up early in the morning?" Sheng Liulang's voice floated from behind. He leaned against the door, holding an apple that had just eaten. Seeing Jiang Xi and Afu looking at him together, and shamelessly raised his eyebrows at Afu, "Little Afu, go and help Liulang serve a bowl of sober soup!"

Ah Fu didn't care about him, so he hummed and turned his face.

"Afu won't go? Afu really won't help me?" Sheng Mingyang asked twice, "If you don't go? If you don't go, I'll go...I'll go by myself!"

Sheng Mingyang saw that he was in a good mood and walked into the kitchen with wind.

Jiang Xi on the stone steps suddenly became happy.

After being disturbed by Sheng Mingyang, her originally awkward and a little bored, unexpectedly a little resisted, actually calmed down, and even began to calmly accept the background setting of "The Great Yun has the Jiang clan, and A Fu is a member of the Jiang clan".

Yes, so what if Afu comes from the Jiang clan? Just like what she said, Afu is Afu, not someone else.

Anyway, Afu was loyal to her and had no other intentions, so it would be enough for her to confirm this.

After trying to understand, his hungry stomach also knew to complain. Jiang Xi quickly sat at the table, picked up the spoon and drank the sober soup. The sour and sour taste happened to suit her current stomach and intestines. After a bowl of hot water, she felt refreshed.

Not long after breakfast, Su Ce and Sheng Mingxuan got up one by one.

They were not like Sheng Mingyang, who had been soaking in wine jars all year round. After drinking crazy last night, they did not recover as quickly as Sheng Mingyang. After each of them drank a bowl of sobering soup, they were wilted by Sheng Mingyang.

Now that there is no one else, Jiang Xi finally has free time and has a few words to talk to Ah Fu.

She is thinking very simple now-

Since Dayun really has the Jiang clan, then she has found relatives in this world. If the Jiang clan is all like Ah Fu, then is it just around the corner to embark on the road home?

She was searching for the beast-faced totem, wasn't it just for this?

Now, there is no need to go to the northern border to pursue it, she just needs to place what she wants in a place close by!

"Afu!" Jiang Xi's eyes were sweeping everywhere. Why did Afu no longer see anyone after turning his head?

Ah Fu responded, but came from Jiang Xi's room.

It must have been for her to change the quilt.

Then wait until she comes out!

Jiang Xi suppressed his excitement and sat on the chair under the shade of the tree for a while. While his legs couldn't help but kicking around anxiously, he simply stood up and circled around the yard.

Ah Hua also came to join in the fun and ran around her legs. Jiang Xi almost stepped on its tail several times. If Jiang Xi hadn't been in a good mood, she would have driven it away long ago.

Alas, why is Ah Fu so slow? Haven’t done it yet? Do you want to go and have a look?

Or is it that time passes too slowly, even a minute and a second is so long?

Jiang Xi couldn't wait any longer. He was so worried that he wanted to find Ah Fu, so he turned around and walked into the room. Ah Hua meowed meow and followed, as if he couldn't wait to watch the show.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

There is only Jiang Xi in the yard, and she is the only one who can open the door.

Jiang Xi withdrew his toes towards the room and turned around: "Who?"

"Someone asked me to deliver things." The person outside the door replied.

Jiang Xi opened the courtyard door and saw a strange middle-aged man standing outside the door, holding a bag of things in his hand, and explained to Jiang Xi with a smile that he was an old friend of Wen Bo in Zhangzhou.

Uncle Wen? Isn’t that the old servant who followed Ah Qi?

"He asked me to send you something." The man outside the door stuffed a piece of stuff wrapped in paper into Jiang Xi's arms, then handed her a letter before saying goodbye and leaving.

Jiang Xi opened the letter paper and looked at it. It turned out to be A Qi's letter. The letter said that he had been moving the trees planted in the yard these days. Who knew that he had dug up a jar of fine wine he buried in winter under the tree. After several months of burial, it should have accumulated an extraordinary flavor. He specially ate half of it for Jiang Xi to give it to her for taste.

At the end of the letter, Jiang Xi also asked whether he had investigated the identities of the men in black who assassinated Jiang Xi in the last forest. He also specifically told her to be careful and not to give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it.

This letter is like a reminder sent by God.

'Your surname is Jiang?'

And the burning traces of the dead man in black.

The reason why Jiang Xizhi changed his face at that time was because she vaguely felt that under the ugly scar that had been erased, there should have been a mark - such as the witch seal on Afu's body, which symbolizes the identity of the Jiang tribe.

However, not only did the men in black assassinate Jiang Xi, who had a surname of Jiang, but also used ruthless and cruel means to erase the witch seal that should be regarded as glory on his body... This is an unimaginable thing for Jiang Xi!

"No, no."

She murmured in a low voice, quickly pulling out of the joy of finding the Dayun Jiang clan. Her soul seemed to have lost its weight and floated in the air like feathers. For a moment, there was no sorrow or joy, and it was difficult to distinguish.

"Madam!" Ah Fu came out at this time, "Are you calling me just now?"

All the accumulated questions came to my mouth and were suppressed by Jiang Xi again.

She heard herself saying, "It's nothing, I just want to ask you when you can pack up."

Afu replied in a brisk tone: "It's already packed up. Madam, do you still have to go back and take a rest? Don't worry, I changed the quilts specially. The sun just happened to be sunbathed yesterday, and it was soft and fluffy."

"Well, I'll go and rest."

Jiang Xi's limbs were stiff, and she couldn't remember how she walked back to the room, changed into a dress, and lay in the quilt.

She only remembered that when the soft and fluffy quilt was covered, her mind was blank, and she stared blankly at the tiles above her head.

She seemed to have forgotten that she was no longer the arrogant witch Jiang Xi in her previous life.

Jiang Xi in this life, oh no, should be Jiang Yuanniang, the abandoned daughter of the Marquis Mansion of Nanning, Chang'an, and a foolish lady born without soul. She has nothing to do with the Jiang clan and the Jiang clan bloodline.

She had long since stepped on the altar and became one of the mortals.

How can she guarantee that Dayun's Jiang clan is a friend but not an enemy to her?
Chapter completed!