Ji Ranyue held the grain purchase certificate in her hand and smiled brightly.

I didn't expect it to be so easy.

She hummed a few songs, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhang Liang, who was silent beside him, bumping his shoulder, "Zifang, are you still angry with me?"

Haha, Zhang Liang pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I just had a sip of tea, and you didn't suffer any loss..." Speaking of this, she really didn't understand. She originally thought that the girl had fallen in love with Zhang Liang and wanted to be with him, so what?

, as a result, the two of them actually drank a cup of tea in the pavilion without saying a word, and then the girl handed the certificate to her.

Look, what a beautiful girl... Wait! Why does that girl have a food purchase certificate that only the city lord has, and she also appears in the city lord's mansion...

Ji Ranyue slapped her forehead suddenly, "My brain is going crazy today. That woman is the Lord of Pingjiang City!"

"My Lord, it's really..." Seeing that she finally reacted, Zhang Liang sighed helplessly, "I realized it only in hindsight..."

Night has completely fallen, and the entire city lord's palace is dimly lit. Under the darkness, there is a sense of hidden danger for no reason.

"Why, you are finally willing to see me. I thought you would be struggling for a few more days?" The woman casually put the cold tea cup in her hand on the table and looked sideways at the window curtain where she suddenly appeared.

That shadow.

The candlelight swayed violently, reflecting the half-bright outline of the shadow, and one could vaguely make out that this was a tall and thin man, no, maybe he couldn't be called a man.

Those slightly slender bones and outlines clearly indicate that he is still a young man.

"Have you thought clearly? Why don't you speak?" The woman seemed to be in a good mood and didn't care about his excessive and rude silence.

She got up from the couch, picked up the candlestick in front of the case, and walked to the window edge.

Under the dim light and shadow, only a pair of bloodshot eyes could be seen, as sinister as a beast.

The candlestick crashed onto the wooden floor with a clang, igniting a flame that quickly went out.

But she could still see clearly that the visitor's overly thin cheeks and slightly raised cheekbones only added to the sharpness of the facial features.

Depressed and wild.

Brutal and unruly.

"Tsk, you're really embarrassed! But I like you very much like this." The smile on her face gradually deepened, and she slowly raised her hand and stroked the fine pieces of ice and snow between his temples.

She was so close to him that she could even see the hideous and ugly scars on her face from his dark pupils, extending from the base of her left cheek and ear to her brow bone, just like her split and twisted life.

However, tonight, she was very happy.

Meeting old friends again is such a happy event in life...

"You see, things in the world are so wonderful. No matter how beautiful you were in the past, tonight, you are still like a bereaved dog, fleeing thousands of miles in embarrassment. You have to run over and seek my protection."

When he heard the words "lost dog", the silent shadow finally made a move. He grabbed her slender wrist, as if he wanted to tear the person alive, his eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and he stared straight at her.

Hold her.

The woman seemed to feel no pain at all. She even raised her other hand and ran her fingertips across his straight eyelashes, seeming to be amazed or muttering to herself, "Yes, this is it.

The eyes are so beautiful!”

She seemed to be recalling some pleasant memories, her tone was extremely soft, "It reminds me of a wolf cub I hunted when I was a child. Its hair was white as snow, mixed with a few streaks of blood. It was really pitiful and cute."

"It's a pity. When it saw me, it got on guard and showed its teeth and claws. I didn't like it. I starved it alive for three days. On the night of the third day, I brought good raw mutton. When I got close to it, it even roared.

The helpless little snow wolf looks at the mutton in my hand exactly like you are looking at me now."

The young man's lips and teeth were clenched tightly, but he didn't say a word. He lowered his eyes, loosened his grip on her hands, and slightly bowed his tense spine, which looked docile, but was actually completely unruly.

But it doesn't matter, it would be really boring if he really became a gentle and harmless lamb.

The more ferocious beasts are, the more successful they will be when they are tamed, and the same goes for people.

"I have said before that one day, you will take the initiative to come back to me." She still had the same gentle tone, but she turned her wrist and clasped his shoulder blades, applying pressure mercilessly with her five fingers, as if to

Crush it completely.

"Uh-" The young man couldn't bear it and groaned.

The robe on the left shoulder was soaked by a burst of moisture, and the old wound that had finally healed and scabbed was torn open again, dripping with blood.

He swallowed the salty taste that suddenly surged up in his throat and still didn't say a word.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Seeing his face as pale as paper due to the sudden pain, the woman's brows showed a look of joy and satisfaction.

"Only in this way will you remember this painful lesson and carve the source of your pain into your soul, and then burn the fire named hatred."

There is no dignity for a dog that has lost its home.

At that moment, a drop of blood and tears fell from the young man's eyes onto her fingertips.

"Cousin..." He finally called out that strange yet familiar title.

"Be good!" She followed the trend and ended her "friendly condolences" to him.

So, sometimes, there is no difference between taming people and taming animals, and suppressing hatred.

The moon was soaked in frost, and under the pale sky, the boy was half-kneeling beside the woman, and gently kissed her on the particularly hideous blood scar on her left cheek.

The woman was startled and seemed to sigh, "My Ajue has indeed grown up."

"It just so happens that I've long been tired of Xi Xuan, so it would be good for you to replace him."

The screen of the window was dim, reflecting the silhouettes of two people intertwined with each other. It didn't look like they were intimate, but more like they were fighting.

…

"Xiao Liangzi! I probably know the true identity of the female city lord!" At this moment, Ji Ranyue, who was walking in the cold wind under the stars and the moon, suddenly pulled the reins, her eyes were bright, and she looked to the side.

Zhang Liang.

A Northern Qi woman has a long scar on the left side of her face and an extraordinary bearing. In the world of the original novel, there is really such a person who fits these characteristics.

"If I guessed correctly, she is Qi Yun, the former Prime Minister of the Northern Qi Dynasty."

"Why do you say it's the former prime minister's country? Who is the current prime minister of Northern Qi?" Although Zhang Liang felt that this was not a good time to talk, seeing the rare excitement in the girl's eyes, he was very cooperative and asked.

"Sorry, that's the world line of the original novel. She is the current Prime Minister, but she will be replaced by another one soon. And the person who will replace her, coincidentally, we also know each other."

"Oh, I know him too?" Zhang Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, and after pondering for a moment, his lips raised slightly, "Liang knows, it's Luo Juege, the former fifth son of Yin Kingdom, is that correct?"

Ji Ranyue: "..."

Xiao Liangzi, you really make her feel unfulfilled!

Really, it's really boring to play word games with smart people.

However, now that she heard the words "Luo Jue Ge" again, she suddenly felt as if she was in another world, as if a long, long time had passed...

Ji Ranyue couldn't help but think of the young man who was bathed in the sun with a childish and ignorant face when they first met. She recalled the arrogant and noble look on his face and the smile he forced to put on when he raised his chin slightly.

He paused, his eyes as cold as an eternal night.

That is a place that no matter how brilliant the sun is, it cannot reach it.

Some people and some things are destined to go against each other and cannot be changed.

After that, the frosty wind was blowing hard while we were walking, and there was no other words to say.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Luo Juege is really miserable.
Chapter completed!