Jiang Xi. Jiang Xi.

She repeated it silently twice.

The name on her tongue was inscribed with an indescribable sense of sacredness to her. She didn't seem to be chanting her own name, but rather she was chanting a mantra.

Only after chanting the mantra will your heart be at peace.

After the rain, I realized the bright and dazzling sunshine, and passed the half-closed door, illuminating the half-room, shining brightly.

In the remaining half of the room, the cold and quiet back sat alone in front of the mirror, and also rejected all the light.

The bronze mirror cannot reflect the figure, but the eyes are clear.

It is clear and looks like a lake.

She lowered her eyes and used a wooden comb to combed her scattered hair.

The hair was still cold and wet, and she could just go outside the house to burn in the sun. She didn't tie her hair and she went out of the door with her head covered.

After blending into the sun, Jiang Xi became more excited.

Eat! Food is the most important thing for people! Nothing is more important than eating!

Jiang Xi hummed a little song, his eyes sparkling with joy. Before he could arrive at the wooden table in the yard, his body was stiff in an instant, and he looked at the palm-sized plain flower porcelain bowl on the wooden table in astonishment.

She is not unfamiliar with this bowl, and she can remember that there is a shallow gap on the edge...

Nonsense! You have tried drinking porridge every day in this porcelain bowl for half a month! I’m afraid you can remember how many petals there are in the bottom of the bowl!

Jiang Xi frowned, facing the light white porridge that could not be struck every day, his whole body exuded a scent of resistance.

Afu brought a basin of warm water to Jiang Xi, dipped it in a handkerchief to help Jiang Xi wash his hands and face clean.

Only then did she notice Jiang Xi's young blue shirt and stared at her round eyes: "What is this dress of a lady? Why are she wearing... men's clothes?"

Ah Fu was dizzy. When she thought of her wife's clothes, she seemed to have made them by herself...

Jiang Xi drank the porridge in a bad mood, had no appetite, and nodded casually: "I went down the mountain in the early morning."

Ah Fu said, "Go down the mountain... go down the mountain?"

Ah Fu, who was half a beat slow, finally noticed something was wrong.

"My lady... went down the mountain... in men's clothing... alone..."

Jiang Xi thought there was something strange about this: "Yes, I went down the mountain alone. I was afraid you were worried, so I didn't tell you. Ah Fu, do you have any meat?"

Ah Fu was stunned and had no reaction.

"Afu?Afu?"

Ah Fu shook his body and realized it, "Madam, so you... aren't stupid?"

Jiang Xi held his chin with one hand.

Although when she first came, she could see that the loyal Afu was a wooden head. However, she didn't expect that Afu was so slow that he had been with her for half a month, but she didn't know that the master who had been with her for many years had already changed her core inside.

No, maybe in Afu's opinion, it was her stupid illness that was cured.

Ah Fu was so excited that he was about to jump up: "Madam! You are healed! Your illness is really cured!"

"Yes, yes, I'm fine." Jiang Xi saw her happy and couldn't bear to tell this silly girl that her master, the real Jiang Yuanmother, had passed away half a month ago.

Life - It's rare to be confused.

"Can we go back to the Marquis' Mansion?" Ah Fu's eyes were shiny, and he suddenly said.

"The Marquis' Mansion?" Jiang Xi was surprised.

This is the first time she has heard of it.

"Yes, my wife should have lived in the Marquis' Mansion in Chang'an. Madam Zhao told me before that if my wife's illness is cured, we can go back to Chang'an... I didn't expect that we could really go back!"

Ah Fu's mind was full of beautiful longing for the imperial capital Chang'an.

She remembered Madam Zhao who died a few years ago, who came from Chang'an to Zhangzhou with her wife, and repeatedly described her beautiful life in the Chang'an Marquis Mansion - rich clothes and delicious food, and meat every meal.

Chang'an? Hou's Mansion?

Jiang Xi tried hard to search for this pitiful memory in his mind, and then he found some scenes from a corner - a broken and dilapidated courtyard, a servant with cold eyebrows.

Is that the Marquis’ Mansion that Afu mentioned?

Jiang Xi concluded from his lack of memories that this Marquis' Mansion should not be a good place to go.

"It's a little trouble now." Jiang Xi rubbed his chin and murmured in a low voice.

"What did the wife say?" Ah Fu, who was simple, knew nothing about Jiang Xi's concerns.

Jiang Xi coughed twice: "Ah Fu, can you tell me about this body...my identity?"

Afu thought for a while: "My wife is the third wife of the Nanning Marquis Mansion in Chang'an. Her father is Nanning Marquis, and her mother is the eldest princess!"

These words were told by Ma Ma Zhao. She was extremely proud and pious when she spoke, and A Fu remembered them very clearly.

"Then why did I come to Zhangzhou from Chang'an?" Jiang Xi asked.

"My wife was born with a stupid illness. She was sent to the old house in Zhangzhou to recuperate." Ah Fu answered seriously, with a little distress in her eyes.

Poor lady, she has been silly since she was born, and she doesn't even know who her father and mother are.

"Then why do I live in this Yushan?" Jiang Xi asked again.

"It's all the people in the old house!" A Fu's face changed, and he stood up for Jiang Yuanniang, "My wife's father and mother obviously gave her money and supplies and said she wanted to take good care of her. However, the group of people in the old house were so harsh and even sent her to Baiyun Temple at the foot of the mountain! Baiyun Temple is full of pilgrims everywhere, and the wife lives in which she has no choice but to move to this Yushan!"

——Now, Jiang Xi understood the whole story.

"Rehabilitation?" Jiang Xi sneered. It was really ridiculous.

Ah Fu tilted his head ignorantly.

Jiang Xi leaned lazily against the table and reached out to touch Afu, who knew nothing.

This simple girl could not tell the way that the noble marquis's mansion could kill people without blood.

With a light and relaxed rehabilitation, he brought the foolish lady who was a stain on the Marquis's mansion to the strange Zhangzhou and faced a group of tribesmen who were no different from wealth, wolf, tiger and leopard.

If Jiang Yuanniang was still Jiang Yuanniang, even if Jiang Xi’s soul did not arrive, he would probably be eaten by the old house without the arrival of Jiang Xi’s soul in a few days.

This is a feudal society with higher status than anything else. Without the acquiescence of the Marquis' Mansion, how could the tribe members of the old house of Jiang's family dare to be presumptuous to a wife of the Marquis' Mansion?

Perhaps only A Fu, the stupid girl who is not very stupid, and the Madam Zhao who came from Chang'an to Zhangzhou with Jiang Yuanniang, would believe the nonsense of going back to Chang'an.

No, Madam Zhao shouldn't believe it either.

She just used deception to make waiting less hopeless.

...

Jiang Xi suddenly felt a little chill all over.

It has been half a month since she traveled through time, but this was the first time she felt so deeply that she had left her family who regarded her as treasures.

And what she called her new "family" easily determines her life.

No matter what purpose it was, Jiang Xi was not afraid to speculate with the greatest malicious intention.

Cherish your life and stay away from all monsters and monsters.

Jiang Xi thought, this was a good thing for her.
Chapter completed!