This town was a small town close to Aoyang City. Mu Ziyan thought it was dangerous, so he left the place after Shota's poison was cured and continued heading south.
Because Mu Ziyan's body was really tired of walking long distances, she bought a simple carriage, crossed the mountain road and entered another small town, where she stopped at an inn, planning to rest for a day or two before moving on.
Have you ever seen such a lazy fugitive? The reason why Mu Ziyan is so leisurely is because there is no announcement of her wanted status; maybe... maybe Ye Yangchenhao is already dead...
Hey, what's wrong with me? Why do I think of that damn man so often? Why does her heart hurt when she thinks of him...when she thinks that he might be dead? Mu Ziyan, Mu Ziyan, what's wrong with you? No.
Do you hate him with all your heart?
However, he finally relented, so the knife was not coated with poison. Therefore, when the knife was stabbed, he deliberately moved it away. After all, he still couldn't bear to part with it?
"Maybe I'm not as cruel as you..." Mu Ziyan said in a self-explanatory manner, shaking her head and sitting on a chair nearby in order to relieve the pain in her heart.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Shota was getting things from the carriage and returning to the room, when he saw Mu Ziyan sitting on the chair with a painful expression on her heart, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked nervously.
I remember she once said: "Hey, kid, remember, my name is Mu Ziyan, but you can only call me sister, you know?" Although she spoke to him in a very arrogant tone, he could see clearly.
Seeing the longing in her eyes, she wished she could call her sister.
So, he just smiled and called softly: "Sister!"
At that moment, she smiled, which made his heart soften. In fact, he didn't tell her that he was very happy and happy with her!
Mu Ziyan looked back at him and said in a far-fetched way: "I'm fine, maybe I'm tired!" In fact, she didn't understand why before, but now she can be regarded as a time traveler, she thought, she probably has this disease
It's the legendary heart disease, but I can't be sure yet because the symptoms are not very obvious. Besides, she's not a doctor and doesn't know much about it.
If I had known this, I should have studied hard and understood more things. Maybe I could be a female doctor in ancient times, instead of being as ignorant and incompetent as I am now. Will I be the first time-travelling white girl in history?
"What are you thinking about? If you're tired, go and take a rest." Shota stepped forward and helped her walk to the bed in the inner room; because they were siblings, their rooms were all large with two beds, forming a pavilion.
Two rooms.
Mu Ziyan had just slept for a while when she was awakened by a nightmare. In the dream, Ye Yangchenhao was covered in blood, lying on the bed and reaching out to her, with pain on his face and shouting for her not to leave; just when she wanted to soften her heart
When she was left behind, the dream changed and turned into a place on the execution ground. Shen Mengxi knelt on the execution ground and closed her eyes tightly. Then, the man with a sinister face held a long and big knife towards
Zhu Mengxi chopped it down hard...
Just when the knife was cut down, she was awakened. She stretched out her hand to wipe her forehead, but her hands were covered with cold sweat!
"Huh!" Taking a deep breath, Mu Ziyan lay down weakly on the bed. Fortunately, she didn't see... She didn't see the scene of Meng Xi's head falling to the ground, otherwise her heart would not be able to bear it, "Why?
Why be so cruel?"
Even though she had not dreamed of that bloody scene, her heart ached violently when she thought of it. It would be false to say that she had no feeling about the stabbing of Ye Yangchenhao. After all, it had happened to her. Skin-to-skin contact with a man, but every time I think of what he did to Shen Mengxi, my heart suddenly feels balanced.
Ye Yangchenhao deserved it, and he...and he was the one who brought it upon himself!
"Ah..." Mu Ziyan tugged her hair tightly and wailed in pain. She was entangled with all this and was so confused, "God, I have already exploded in the entanglement. You still want to Do you want me to die in the entanglement?"
"Damn it, Ye Yangchenhao, why does it keep appearing in my mind? Damn it, damn it...I deserve it even more!" Mu Ziyan pounded the bed with her hands and cursed angrily, but she didn't know that a figure was already standing in front of the door. He stayed there for a long time; when he heard the name Ye Yangchenhao, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he gradually returned to calm.
After hesitating at the door for a while, Shota finally spoke, "Sister, are you awake?"
Mu Ziyan was stunned, rolled out of bed and said: "Wake up!" She ran out and saw Zhengtai leaning against the pillar at the door. She asked nervously: "You, are you standing there?" How long have you been here?" Could it be that you heard her howling loudly just now? Did you hear what she said?
Shota chuckled twice, then stretched out his hand to straighten her messy hair, and asked with a smile: "Why are you nervous? And don't look at me like a thief, you are like this Have you done something wrong or are you afraid that I will do something wrong?"
Mu Ziyan glared at him, and then said, "Let's go shopping outside!" She pulled him and dragged him out.
There were various hawking sounds on the street, and the things on the small stalls were quite cheap. Mu Ziyan liked those small things, such as trinkets and toys... But she put them down after touching them every time, and she walked around for a long time. But he didn't buy anything.
At this time, when she came to a stall selling calligraphy and painting, she stopped, looked at a landscape painting and exclaimed: "Although it is not by a famous artist, it is still very beautiful!"
Mr. Zhengtai, who was standing aside, curled his lips in disdain. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Mu Ziyan reached out and picked up the painting and asked the stall owner: "Uncle, how much does this painting cost?"
The uncle grinned widely and said: "If the girl likes it, then... one tael of silver!"
The corner of Mu Ziyan's mouth twitched fiercely. It's so deceptive. Just this broken painting... Well, even a passable painting is worth a tael of silver? She shook her head and left without bargaining. .
As she walked, she said: "So, if you can draw, you can still make a living!" If no one buys a painting for one tael, there will always be people who buy two paintings for one tael!
"Why do you think that?" Shota tilted his head and asked her, does she have no money?
Mu Ziyan paused, turned her head and looked at him pitifully and said: "I'll tell you a very cruel thing: We don't have much money left, and now I'm considering whether to sell you for money? Look at your little face. It shouldn’t be difficult to sell it for a good price!”
Seeing Mu Ziyan's half-true expression, Shota's face turned dark. Would this woman really sell him when she had no money? Should she be praised for her insight into the truth? She could see his face. of value!
"Sister, are you willing to give up?" Shota curled her plump red lips and asked pitifully, blinking her watery eyes.
Mu Ziyan was so lost in his little gesture that he immediately stepped forward to pat his little hand and comforted him: "Zhengtai, don't worry, I won't sell you so easily. I will negotiate with you if I want to sell you."
It’s a good price and will definitely not ruin the value of your face!”
One moment, Zhengtai was sitting happily in heaven, rejoicing in the first half of her words; the next moment, the second half of her words to Mu Ziyan, a heartless little woman, struck a chord in hell!