The moment she closed her eyes, the voice was full of regret: "Xiyan, I won't force you anymore. If you want to miss that boy who has been dead for ten years, just miss him."
"I just ask you to live well."
"Xi Yan, please open your eyes and look at me. Don't abandon me."
She did not open her eyes and died peacefully amidst the severe pain in her internal organs.
After her rebirth, she rarely thought of this man.
She planned to get rid of Zhou Sui's group of bandits, and planned to maintain the peace of Beihai County in troubled times. Perhaps, after Zhou Sui died, she would let go of her past life grudges and marry Xu Jing...
She has never thought of going to the capital. In this life, she and this man are far apart and will never meet again.
I never expected that he would appear in Beihai County and suddenly come to Zhaojiafang.
The uneasy premonition of more than half a month ago and the uneasiness today all have answers.
It turned out that he was here.
Zhao Xiyan's heart was surging, like a huge wave. But without hesitation, she turned around with a confused and wary look on her face, "Who are you? Why do you know my maiden name?"
The young man standing seven or eight meters away was tall and heroic, with a face as sharp as a knife, handsome and cold, with an intimidating demeanor. A pair of eyes as deep as the night looked at her steadily.
In his previous life, Murong Shen, the emperor of Jingchu who had the absolute upper hand in the chaotic civil war and established the new dynasty, was now just an imperial captain in the palace.
Compared with the powerful Tianweihe in his previous life, the 22-year-old Murong Shen is much younger and not so deep and scary.
Murong Shen's mood was equally agitated and uncontrollable, so he subconsciously took two steps forward.
The beautiful girl in a plain skirt looked even more wary. Without thinking, she took a few steps back and distanced herself from him: "Who are you? Why did you suddenly break into Zhaojiafang? If you don't say anything, I will call home.
The guards are here to drive us away."
This is a normal reaction for a lady from a distinguished family to meet a strange man.
Could it be that she doesn't remember anything?
So what are the causes of all the abnormalities in Beihai County?
No, it must be her.
The moment he suddenly called out her maiden name, her body trembled. She clearly knew who he was. Now, she was just pretending not to recognize him.
She has always been like this, hiding all her true emotions.
Murong Shen suppressed the excitement in his heart, stopped, and kept a distance of five or six meters from her: "Don't panic, I came today for no other purpose, I just want to see you."
It was evening at this time, the sunset was gorgeous, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on her fair and smooth face. At this time, she was only fifteen years old, and she had not suffered any unbearable humiliation, nor the despair and hatred of her family and her family being destroyed.
Delicate flowers, fresh and beautiful.
It’s great to meet her eight years in advance!
Unfortunately, this is still his wishful thinking.
Zhao Xiyan, who was standing in front of the simple wooden door, frowned slightly and suddenly turned around and shouted. Four men who looked like servants immediately came out of the door: "Miss, who is this?"
"I don't know where this traitor came from," Zhao Xiyan said quickly: "Drive him away."
The four servants responded in unison and stepped forward to chase the person away with stern faces.
They had seen many such prostitutes. Their girl was young, talented, famous, and stunningly beautiful. Young men in Huaichun often came here to admire her and hid outside Zhao's house, waiting to take a sneak peek at her.
However, it is really rare for someone to be so brazen and bold as to linger in front of Zhao's house.
"Leave quickly!"
"If you don't leave, don't blame us for being rude."
These four servants were all tall and strong, and had practiced martial arts. However, in the eyes of a master like Murong Shen, they were not worth mentioning. He could repel them with a wave of his hand.
Murong Shen's eyes were like daggers, and he glanced at the servants. The joy of reunion diluted his anger and displeasure: "Everyone, please step aside. I will leave naturally after I finish talking to Xi Yan."
Pooh!
One of the servants became angry, rolled up his sleeves and cursed: "You can also call my girl's maiden name? I will beat you to shame today!"
The others were equally filled with indignation and rushed forward together, stretching out their hands to push Murong Shen.
Murong Shen snorted coldly and took action suddenly. The servant who was the fastest was hit by a punch and screamed in agony, his nose bleeding profusely.
Instead of retreating in fear, the other three servants rushed faster.
Murong Shen thought he was being merciful, so he easily knocked down another one with only five points of strength. The other two servants didn't even touch the corners of his clothes.
Zhao Xiyan looked anxious and shouted loudly: "Come here, come here! Someone is committing murder here. Come here quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, several doors in the alley opened. Someone rushed out from every house.
There were men, women, old and young who rushed out. Some were holding wooden sticks in their hands, while others were holding wooden spears.
Among them was an old man with gray hair who was nearly ninety years old. This old man was so angry that he opened his mouth and cursed angrily: "Where do you dare to run wild in our Zhaojiafang? Come on, come on, come and beat me if you can."
"Third great-uncle, save me."
Zhao Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief as if she had seen a savior. She immediately hid behind the white-haired old man and pointed at him with a delicate jade finger: "That's him. He suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and his words were rude and rude."
The third great-uncle snorted from his nose, glared at Murong Shen fiercely, and turned to comfort the aggrieved and frightened grandniece: "Don't be afraid. The third great-uncle is here, let's see if he dares to rush over."
Murong Shen: "..."
Surrounded by more than twenty members of the Zhao family, and being pointed at his nose and scolded by a ninety-year-old man, could he still fight back?
The Jin Dynasty has always had the custom of respecting the elderly. Those who have lived past the age of seventy are considered long-lived people. Like the ninety-year-old man in front of me, there is no need to kneel down when entering the Jinluan Hall.
Murong Shen had to stop and explained in a deep voice: "I am not a villain, I am the imperial captain in the palace, and I came to Beihai County with Eunuch Ma..."
"Does it matter who you are?" The third great-uncle waved his hand very domineeringly: "Children, don't be polite to this disciple. Drive him out of Zhaojiafang."
The Zhao clan members responded with a bang.
This is Zhaojiafang, Beihai County, where more than 3,000 members of the Zhao family live together. In this alley is the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Yuanming, the number one scholar of the Zhao family, and Zhao Xiyan, the most talented and beautiful woman in Qingzhou. How can this be allowed?
Are outsiders casually rude?
Murong Shen had never been in such a miserable state in his life. He was being held back step by step by more than 20 people of various ages, using wooden sticks.
Zhao Xiyan, who was hiding behind her third great-uncle, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, she got through this hurdle first.
At this moment, another unexpected voice suddenly sounded: "Colonel Murong is not in the palace, why are you here all of a sudden?"
