Miss Jun thought she should be thinking of something, but in fact she had no thoughts at all, and a strong wind was blowing at the same time.
"Friend, if you want to see me, just come down and have a look. Can you see clearly after following me so far away all night?"
Zhu Zan's voice then said.
Miss Jun only felt numbness and sharp pain in her legs, and she knelt forward uncontrollably.
In front of her were steps that descended step by step, and she fell down just like when she fell from the wall of Chengguo Gong's house.
Miss Jun felt like the world was spinning, and with a pop, she was already lying on the ground.
The ground was paved with flat bluestones, and Miss Jun felt like a pancake being slapped on it.
Her tears immediately welled up.
Sometimes the tears are not because you want to cry, but because it hurts too much.
"I'll go! Is this the standard of Jin Yiwei's current female nails?"
Zhu Zan's voice was still shouting in his ears.
"We sent the wrong person. Shouldn't you be on errands in the brothel?"
As he spoke, he walked closer, but Miss Jun did not get up. She was still lying on the ground. The pain had slowly dissipated. She was tired from running all night and could not get up once she lay down.
Miss Jun simply lay down and looked at Zhu Zan.
Zhu Zan also saw her face, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
"You?" he said.
Miss Jun looked at him.
"Yes, what a coincidence," she said.
Zhu Zan looked her up and down, a little stunned and a little embarrassed.
"Is it you who is following me this night?" he said.
Miss Jun wiped her tears with her sleeves and stood up slowly.
"You know someone is following you?" she said.
"Of course I know." Zhu Zan said, "But these people are like this. I want to beat them, but if they want to follow, I still have to let them follow. Anyway, following them can't do anything to me. This is called giving them a stick.
Sweet dates.”
Talking nonsense again.
Miss Jun lowered her gaze.
"Why is this nonsense? Have you never heard that good people don't fight madmen?" Zhu Zan saw her thoughts and said, "Give these madmen some sweetness and make them feel that they are powerful, so that it will be easier to do things."
nonsense.
Miss Jun got up and walked towards her grave.
Your own tomb sounds weird, doesn't it?
"What are you feeding me for?" Zhu Zan said.
Miss Jun was already standing in front of the tomb, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Jiuling Princess Kuanzhi.
She looked at the words on the tombstone, and she could read the contents of the epitaph with her eyes closed.
She closed her eyes, wanting to feel the complicated emotions, but as soon as she closed her eyes, a faint strange smell came into her nose.
The fruits and melons placed as offerings in front of the tomb have lost their former fragrance, and the only thing fresh here is that strange flower.
Is the floral fragrance of Northland birch flowers like this?
Miss Jun couldn't help but open her eyes.
No, this is not the smell of flowers, this is the smell of medicine.
Her eyes fell on the stone platform in front of the tombstone. The flowers had been thrown and hung on the tombstone, and the two small bottles and the poured juice still remained.
juice.
What kind of juice is this that can make dead trees bloom and dried flowers bloom?
No way...
Miss Jun didn't care about any sorrowful feelings. She dipped her hand into the juice and put it between her nose and sniffed it, her expression was in disbelief.
"What is this?" She turned to Zhu Zan and asked.
"Water." Zhu Zan replied cheerfully.
Miss Jun sighed.
"Is your water like this?" she shouted angrily, and she wiped a handful of juice again, "Is this the Purple Yingxian plant?"
Zhu Zan raised his eyebrows.
"I know you still ask," he said.
Before he finished speaking, Miss Jun had already stood in front of him, her head almost hitting his chin.
Zhu Zan sighed and backed away. Miss Jun had already stretched out her hand to apply the juice on his clothes.
"This is the purple fairy plant. Do you know how precious it is?" she asked anxiously.
It took the master so many years to find one, and it was so easy for her to meet one, this Zhu Zan!
She felt angry and anxious but didn't know what to do, so she subconsciously raised her hand and punched him bitterly.
I just regret that I don't have a whip in my hand now.
Zhu Zan dodged three times.
"There is something wrong with you, a woman." He said, "Of course I know how precious this purple fairy plant is, and I don't need you to tell me."
Miss Jun stopped and looked at him bitterly.
"You know you still behave like this!" she shouted.
Zhu Zan raised his eyebrows.
"Waste?" He sneered, with full disdain, "Just because what you call precious is useless, is it waste? What you call precious is the use of your precious, and to me, this is the most precious.
use."
Miss Jun looked back at the flowers on the tombstone. They were no longer as fresh and tender as before, and gradually turned gray and withered under the morning light.
"Just this broken flower..." she pointed at it and said.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhu Zan.
"It's none of your business," he said, then turned and left.
Miss Jun gritted her teeth angrily.
"Don't leave," she shouted.
Zhu Zan turned around and pointed at her, without the smile on his face.
"I don't care who you are, and I don't ask why you are following me again. You'd better not offend me again." He said coldly, "It's your turn to judge whether you are good or bad. Don't forget that your life depends on this medicinal herb.
In exchange, you feel that I have ruined it, is your life so worthless?"
Although Miss Jun was a little embarrassed and annoyed when he pointed at her nose and scolded her, she still calmed down.
Her emotions fluctuated too much.
Suddenly he saw his own tomb, and saw Zhu Zan, whom he had never met before, laying flowers in front of his tomb, and found that the purple fairy plant was actually used for such a thing.
Everything hit together, and she really couldn't control her emotions.
Miss Jun clenched her hands to calm herself down.
"Zhu Shizi, that's not what I meant." She softened her tone and said, "I...don't do it for the Purple Ying Immortal Strain. He is indeed yours. It's up to you to decide how you want to use it."
Zhu Zan glanced at her and muttered something, seeming a little surprised by the change in her expression and emotion.
"That's good." He said, turned around and left.
"Prince Zhu." Miss Jun shouted again, "Why did you come to the capital? You, do you know this nine-year-old princess?"
Zhu Zan didn't even look back and ran away after hearing the last word.
What a bastard!
Miss Jun raised her feet and chased after him.
"Why are you running!" she shouted, her temper rising again, "Just stop."
But when it came to running, she was no match for Zhu Zan. Her leg had just fallen badly, and the people in her sight were getting further and further away.
The morning light was brighter, because as we approached the capital, more and more people were walking on the road. When they saw Miss Jun running out of breath and looking a little embarrassed, they all looked at her in surprise.
Miss Jun ignored these gazes and gritted her teeth and continued running forward. Even though the smell of the herbs had dissipated a lot and the increase in people and horses on the road diluted the smell of the herbs, she could still reluctantly pursue it.
I saw the city gate in front of me. Unlike the past where I could just go in and out, there was a long queue in front of the city gate. Countless officers and soldiers as well as guards wearing flying fish uniforms stood in front of the city gate, searching the people coming in and out with serious expressions.
I'm checking on Zhu Zan.
Miss Jun looked at the shadowy figures in front of her, feeling a little puzzled.
How is he going to get into the city?
This is different from last night. After being fooled by him, these people are now on guard.
Wouldn't it be a good idea to catch them when entering the city at this time?
Even if you want to find someone to protect you, you still have to find another chance.
Miss Jun saw Zhu Zan standing behind the queue.
See what he can do.
Miss Jun gritted her teeth and hurried to catch up. As soon as she got close, she saw Zhu Zan in the crowd suddenly raising his hand impatiently.
"Can you hurry up?" he shouted, pushing forward.
The crowd at the front and back, already anxious about queuing, became a little commotion.
"What are you doing?"
"Why squeeze?"
"Hurry up and reincarnate, grandson!"
The crowded crowd burst into curses.
This caused chaos throughout the city gate.
Zhu Zan still squeezed forward.
"You grandsons, let me go first, and you can pass by as you please," he said.
These words caused everyone to scold him even more.
The officers and soldiers in front of the city gate began to scold him and ran towards him at the same time.
Is it possible to still run in during the chaos?
With so many officers, soldiers, uniformed guards and people, it is not easy to fight.
Miss Jun couldn't help but clenched her hands.
However, Zhu Zan, who was being pushed by the crowd, did not take out his weapon, but suddenly raised his hand.
"I am Zhu Zan!" he shouted, "I am the crown prince of Chengguo! Come and catch me!"