Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

"Ginger tea."

Someone called her from behind. Jiang Cha turned around and saw Mu Yan sitting down next to her: "What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Cha shook her head. A gentle breeze blew, and strands of hair brushed against her face. Mu Yan looked at Jiang Cha for a while before asking the question that had been on his mind: "Jiang Cha, I heard you're looking for someone."

This morning, after finishing his work, he went to the inn but couldn't find her. The waiter seemed to have something to tell her, so Mu Yan pulled the waiter aside and asked him a question.

Only then did I realize that she had asked the waiter to inquire whether any other girls dressed in strange clothes like her had appeared before.

Mu Yan thought she would dodge the question like before, but to her surprise, she nodded and took a sip of hot tea: "I'm looking for my friend. She should be in the capital."

Mu Yan thought for a moment and said, "I didn't expect you to have friends. I thought you were all alone in the desert."

Jiang Cha gave him a meaningful look. Mu Yan smiled and lowered his head. Then someone came to take him back. The people who came were guards, a large group of several.

They were clearly palace guards, each with a serious expression and carrying a sword or knife.

Before Mu Yan got up to leave with them, she told Jiang Cha to enjoy the lantern festival that night.

Jiang Cha looked at Mu Yan, who was walking at the front, her eyes filled with an unreadable expression.

Soon, the day passed quickly, and several children were releasing lotus lanterns by the river.

Jiang Cha sat in the pavilion watching them. For some reason, one of the children started pushing and shoving the others, and they ended up fighting.

"If so many people are bullying one person, and the strong person can fight back, then it doesn't count as bullying the weak."

She suddenly spoke, startling the children. One of the older ones stepped forward and pointed at her, saying, "There's something wrong with what you said."

Jiang Cha blinked and looked at him. The child who had been beaten sat up from the ground, still looking defiant, and went to fight the other child.

They were finally subdued again. Before leaving, the children uttered a few harsh words. The crowd on the shore surged, as if no one noticed this little incident.

The group left, and the one who had been beaten lay on his back on the ground, turning his head to look at Jiang Cha under the pavilion. Seeing that she ignored him, he silently got up again.

She sat on the stone steps, wiping the blood from her nose, tears streaming down her face.

"Why didn't you cry when you were beaten earlier? What's the use of crying now?"

Jiang Cha had somehow appeared behind him. The child, without turning his head, said in a tearful voice, "What's the use of crying? Didn't you say that if I beat them up, it wouldn't be considered bullying?"

Liu Yi couldn't help but speak up: "Your grandma, I told you not to talk nonsense. Sometimes your theories are just fallacies and heresies, and they're corrupting the children."

Jiang Cha didn't expect this kid to take her twisted logic to heart. She sat down next to him and said, "We don't even know each other, why are you listening to me?"

The child seemed to have taken it to heart and burst into tears. Jiang Cha found his crying strangely comical.

Something blocked his open mouth, something sweet. The child subconsciously took a bite, then looked back at her. It was a string of candied hawthorns, the top of which looked a bit too big in his mouth.

"Mu Yan has been detained in the palace."

After telling her about Liu Yi, Jiang Cha stood up to leave, but the child stopped her, saying, "My brother won't let me eat anything given to me by other people."

Jiang Cha turned to look at him: "Then consider this an apology for what I said earlier. My name is Jiang Cha. If you know my name, you're no longer anyone else. Goodbye, kid."

The child watched her retreating figure disappear into the crowd. Looking at the candied hawthorn in his hand, he took a bite.

Shen Dong was frantic. Mu Yan had disappeared after leaving the palace. He had searched everywhere but couldn't find her. Finally, he heard from his colleagues that the guards had taken Mu Yan away and hadn't released her yet.

Who else has the ability to detain someone in the palace? Only those mentioned above.

Thinking for a moment, he realized that Mu Yan had never competed for anything and his official position was practically irrelevant. Apart from the incident a few months ago, he couldn't think of any other way Mu Yan had offended anyone above him.

1

Jiang Cha practically jumped onto the top of the wall; the palace walls were ridiculously high.

Standing atop the city wall, one could see that the entire palace was guarded, with patrols conducted every quarter of an hour.

The palace was hidden in the darkness of night, with firelight in some places, making it look both mysterious and magnificent.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a creation of our ancestors.

Jiang Cha's body was like a black cat, and she moved swiftly and gracefully on the city wall.

Just as she was about to leap over another city wall, she heard a whooshing sound in mid-air and rolled to one side.

A red-tasseled spear was stuck directly in the spot where she had just been standing.

Jiang Cha picked up the red-tasseled spear, turned her head and looked not far away, where she saw a person wearing armor standing on the arch of the tiles, just like her.

The shadowy figure was tall, with a muscular physique hidden beneath his armor.

Without uttering a single word, he charged straight over, stepping on the wall and quickly reaching the rooftop where Jiang Cha was standing. Jiang Cha's pupils contracted; the burly man showed no intention of giving her a chance.

Nighttime exercise has begun

On the other side, in the dimly lit, luxurious palace, Mu Yan knelt on the ground, a thin veil obscuring the figure inside, only outlining a blurry silhouette.

"Keep your head up."

It was a very young woman's voice. Mu Yan looked up. At first, he was very confused. Why were the palace guards looking for him? He had been taken to a room and locked up for a long time, and then he was brought here.

The only thing he could think of was what happened a few months ago. Apart from the person at the very top, he couldn't think of any other noble person in the palace who had "invited" him over.

"You found and brought back the spider lily."

The person behind the gauze curtain continued to question him, their tone quite certain, suggesting that since they had brought him here directly, they probably already knew everything.

"The Red Spider Lily, no one in the world has ever seen it. The Emperor fell seriously ill a few months ago, and during that time he woke up once. He sent people to the desert to find the Red Spider Lily. So many groups of people went, and in the end, it was you, a mere eighth-rank official, who found it."

But this good opportunity was snatched away by your superiors, who then rose through the ranks and achieved meteoric success. Don't you regret it?

A few months ago, Mu Yan suddenly received a promotion notice and entered the capital. Before he could even settle in, he was forced to accept a secret imperial decree, ordering him to go to the desert to find a certain flower.

The situation was dangerous, and with his family in Beijing, he had no other choice.

Seeing that he did not speak, the person behind the gauze curtain stood up and slowly moved forward, as if the entire palace was only occupied by the two of them.

A fair hand pulled back the gauze curtain, and the Empress's face slowly came into view. She had applied rouge to her face, but it couldn't hide the weariness in her eyes.

Mu Yan immediately bowed: "Your Majesty the Empress."

The queen's attire alone proved her identity. She slowly stepped forward and asked, "Did you see anyone in the desert?"

She walked to the table and fiddled with the lilies that were in full bloom. Mu Yan bent over, but a bright smile instantly appeared in her mind.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the Empress chuckled: "Do you know that the Emperor used the things you brought back to brew medicine and make soup, and after drinking it, his personality changed drastically."

Mu Yan's heart tightened, and his nails dug into his flesh. He had indeed brought the flower back, but now the emperor was indulging in debauchery and neglecting state affairs. Bringing him here now didn't necessarily mean he was going to die.

What was he trying to do? Mu Yan's panicked mind suddenly calmed down.

If you wanted to kill him, you didn't need to imprison him for so long. Since ancient times, when a ruler commands his subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die. A thread ran through his heart, and Mu Yan suddenly looked up.

When I asked her if she had seen anyone, did I mean her?

Before he could figure it out, he heard the sound of a door being broken down, and a familiar voice entered his ears. Mu Yan got up and looked over in surprise.

Jiang Cha stood on the door she had kicked down, wearing a pale yellow dress. Meeting Mu Yan's astonished gaze, she curled her lips into a beautiful smile: "Hi."

Mu Yan was shocked to see her in the deep palace. He noticed that her right arm was stained red. Disregarding their different statuses, he lifted his shirt, tore off his inner garment, and walked towards her.

Jiang Cha seemed unconcerned about her injury, while Mu Yan was quite anxious.

She glanced at Mu Yan before her gaze fell on the empress, who had her back to her. Mu Yan was wrapping a ribbon around her hand, and Jiang Cha turned her head to look at him.

Seeing his anxious eyes and a smile, Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly frowned. He was still smiling. This was the royal palace, the inner harem. How could she just barge in like that?

The commotion startled many people, and soon the entrance was surrounded by a crowd who were shouting who they were and telling them not to hurt the Empress. Mu Yan felt a chill run down her spine when she saw this.

Thinking about this crime, and if he managed to escape, where could he take his family? He secretly glanced at the person next to him and found that she was still as calm as ever.

Mu Yan secretly pondered that Jiang Cha had no relatives or friends, so it would be better for them to stay together and take care of each other.

Jiang Cha calmly glanced around and found that Mu Yan was also quite calm, even able to smile. She reached out and patted his chest to reassure him.

The Empress then turned around and met Jiang Cha's face. Her eyes held a complex mix of emotions, including melancholy and regret. She then ordered the group to leave. As they hesitated, the Empress stepped forward in a cold voice and said, "Get out."

The person behind him retreated into the courtyard instantly, but did not leave. Flames suddenly shot into the sky from the courtyard.

Jiang Cha stepped forward and carefully examined the bedroom. It was very luxurious and had a faint fragrance. Mu Yan was shocked and was about to tell her to stop.

Jiang Cha had already sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), but her bottom was so soft that she couldn't find any support. She crossed her legs, propped herself up with her hands behind her, and looked at the Empress who was very close to her before finally speaking.

"Hu Xining, you're doing well."

Mu Yan's panicked heart suddenly calmed down. He looked at Jiang Cha, and then at the Empress's face, which was dignified and majestic. Could she be the friend that Jiang Cha mentioned?

That age doesn't count.

Hu Xining looked at her, took off the nail guards on her hands, and looked at the girl sitting there. Her fair skin and Hanfu made her face even more radiant.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Then she started laughing and then she started crying.

Jiang Cha looked at her with a slight smile, and then she had to bring up this matter.

That day, Hu Xining had a fight with her parents and left home in the pouring rain. She stumbled into a small villa by chance. The villa was clean and warm, and she took a nap inside.

The next day, she woke up to find a letter on the table. The letter asked her to help him protect something, and also said that the house was magical and that as long as you stayed inside, you could stay young forever.

The signatory was the owner of the house. Hu Xining thought it was just a prank. After all, if a house could grant immortality, wouldn't the emperors of ancient times who sought immortality be furious if they knew she had achieved it so easily?

However, since she wanted to keep her parents worried for a few days, she made up her mind, initially thinking it was just an ordinary matter.

Hu Xining thought of her friend Zhang Manman, who was waiting in line for treatment at the hospital. For peace of mind, regardless of whether the house was real or not, she mysteriously took her to the house.

Hu Xining told her about the house, and that night she even hid under the covers and pulled Zhang Manman aside to talk about it.

"If this house can really grant your wish, I hope you live to be a hundred years old."

As Jiang Cha read the last passage of the diary, Hu Xining was instantly pulled out of her memory. Her clothes were too heavy, and she was used to dragging them as she walked.

Mu Yan was confused when a rough voice came from behind her. Hu Xining snapped back to reality and stood in front of Jiang Cha.

A man dressed in a dragon robe with two imposing figures embroidered on his chest looked very majestic. Jiang Cha then looked up and saw a slightly overweight man with a beard standing at the door, panting heavily.

"I'd like to see which reckless fool dares to harm my Empress while I'm away!"

This man seems to have a good foundation, but right now he has nothing to offer; he's all fat and has no class whatsoever.

"Is this what it is?"

Hu Xining turned to look at her, signaling her to be quiet. Jiang Cha clicked her tongue and continued, "Is this the thing that makes you unable to stop? Hu Xining, have you got your head stuck in a door?"

"Be bold!"

With overwhelming momentum, he shouted, and everyone knelt down in a flash. Jiang Cha looked at Mu Yan with no emotion in her eyes, but Mu Yan knew that she was telling him not to kneel.

That's probably what it meant. They looked at each other, and Mu Yan shook his head slightly at her before slowly kneeling down.

The coldness in Jiang Cha's eyes intensified. The emperor looked at the stunning beauty sitting in his seat. The empress had been blocking her view earlier, but now that the obscuring thing was gone, the emperor's eyes were filled with amazement.

The eunuch beside him seemed to have made some subtle movement behind his back, so the emperor coughed lightly and pointed at Jiang Cha: "Where did this girl come from? Guards, drag her away and lock her up in the dungeon..."

His throat was being choked, and his breath caught in his throat. His hand climbed up the arm that was gripping his lifeline, his eyes bulged, and he heard countless panicked voices in his ears.

The girl remained expressionless for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing, loosening her grip slightly.

Mu Yan could say that no one saw when Jiang Cha arrived in front of the emperor; he only felt a gust of wind pass by, and he instantly stood up: "Jiang Cha."

Hu Xining screamed, standing next to Jiang Cha, who was shorter than her: "Manman, you can't kill him, you'll die."

This is the imperial palace, and it's filled with Imperial Guards. They are all there to protect the emperor. If anything happens to the emperor, none of the people here will survive.

Just as Mu Yan was about to speak, Jiang Cha glanced at him, and Mu Yan seemed to have been silenced, swallowing back what he was about to say and only giving him a faint smile.

The courtyard was already surrounded by people, and ministers had arrived.

"This place is surrounded. You can't escape. Release the Emperor at once!"

A commander-in-chief stood outside the courtyard, with his guards armed behind him. Jiang Cha couldn't help but chuckle: "Just because you have a human skin face, you can become emperor? Are all the people in the world blind?"

Seeing her approaching hand, the emperor suddenly panicked. Someone shot an arrow at Jiang Cha, who kicked it away, circled behind the emperor, and grabbed his hands, pulling them back.

With one foot stepping on his back, the emperor lay face down on the ground, exposing his most vulnerable neck. After this series of actions, everyone felt that the woman's ancestors for eighteen generations were about to be dug up.