Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

Hu Xining stared blankly, and Jiang Cha nodded to her: "Look at his neck, do you remember those scenes in modern dramas?"

Seeing her blank expression, Jiang Cha sighed. This little girl had been out for too long. She kicked the emperor's legs apart, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

When the others came forward, Jiang Cha pulled out a small knife from somewhere and pressed it against the emperor's groin, and no one dared to step forward.

The cold blade traced patterns on the emperor's plump face. Whether the emperor was terrified or simply paralyzed with fear, he let go of Jiang Cha and didn't even try to run away.

Someone at the back of the crowd saw all of this and left against the growing crowd outside.

Jiang Cha felt something unusual behind his ear, a smile playing on her lips as she met his tearful eyes and chuckled softly, "Your Majesty, you have such a thick skin."

Even if he was stupid, the emperor understood what she was going to do and shouted "No!" But Jiang Cha was quick and peeled the thing off directly.

"what"

The palace maid screamed, seeing the strange human face in Jiang Cha's hand. Hu Xining staggered forward, looking at the people covering their faces: "Human skin masks? Who are you? Where is the Emperor?"

Everyone in the crowd was clearly taken aback. If this emperor wasn't the emperor, then where was the real Son of Heaven?

Mu Yan walked to Jiang Cha's side, staring intently at her. Jiang Cha, on the other hand, looked at the mask in her hand. This thing must require special medicine to remove completely.

She used some tricks to tear it off, and a lot of the fake emperor's skin was torn off.

Jiang Cha casually tossed the thing aside, took a few steps forward, and patted Hu Xining on the shoulder: "Alright, it's just a puppet."

Hu Xining turned to look at her. Jiang Cha walked to the door, made a strange gesture with her hand, and then a dragon's roar pierced the sky.

"There is a dragon, there is a dragon in the sky."

Mu Yan's heart skipped a beat. Even though he was standing inside, he could see a golden thing flying across the sky through the eaves. Almost everyone stared at Jiang Cha in astonishment.

Jiang Cha looked at the people kneeling all over the courtyard and was speechless: "Why aren't you going to find your emperor? You might really die in a moment."

Hu Xining walked to her side, her eyes filled with surprise. Jiang Cha winked at her: "Magic."

Hu Xining pursed her lips, and Jiang Cha could tell that she was worried about the Emperor: "Alright, I've come out to find you this time, but I don't have much time left. Once this matter is over, it's time to go home."

Hu Xining, lost in thought, looked at the white hair at her temples and her snow-white face, and smiled and nodded at her.

The Empress left with her entourage. Jiang Cha stood on the steps, gazing at the starry sky. Turning around, she saw Mu Yan standing at the door. Jiang Cha waved and said, "Let's go."

Emerging from the palace, there was virtually no obstruction; someone even led the way with great respect.

"Alright, thank you for leading the way."

Jiang Cha raised her hand to thank the eunuch who had led the way. He was extremely grateful for Jiang Cha's thanks, but Jiang Cha ignored him.

It was quite late when they came out, and there weren't many people on the road. Mu Yan followed slightly behind her, and seeing Jiang Cha walking briskly, he finally stopped.

Jiang Cha turned around almost instantly, and the two of them looked at each other face to face.

Knowing he had many questions, Jiang Cha glanced back at the wonton stall that was about to close, quickly went up to the old man and talked to him for a while before he finally sold them two more bowls.

Sitting on a bench, Jiang Cha gestured for Mu Yan to sit down: "Let me tell you a story."

The two girls stayed overnight. The next day, when Zhang Manman went out to buy breakfast, she inexplicably found herself in the desert, and fear overwhelmed her.

After packing their luggage, the two decided to go out and try their luck. The desert was too big, and without any desert experience, they returned in half a day.

Over time, they discovered that the various supplies in the house were automatically replenished the next day after they were used. A very long time passed, so long that they remained 19 years old.

Later, they found notes left by the previous owner in the basement. This house was meant for them to protect, but the previous owner never knew what it was until he left.

However, Hu Xining had gathered information that they could choose to leave.

In their thirteenth year of living in the desert, Hu Xining, carrying her luggage, chose to leave via the desert paths they had tried countless times.

Before leaving, she apologized to Zhang Manman for bringing her to this awful place. Zhang Manman didn't want to leave, afraid that the outside world would be different from what she remembered.

She was also afraid that her life, which was supposed to end, would also end.

Seeing Hu Xining's expression, it seems it's true. Choosing to leave means time will start cycling again for them, and going back doesn't guarantee they'll regain this ability.

After finishing the second half of the story, the old man leaned against the iron pot, half asleep.

Jiang Cha put down the bowl and left the street with Mu Yan. Mu Yan looked at her unnaturally pale face in the moonlight, pursed her lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "So."

"So let's go for a spring outing tomorrow. I heard from Shen Dong that the scenery along the river outside the city is beautiful. Will you come with me to take a look?"

Looking at her bright smile, Mu Yan's heart skipped a beat. So, was her paleness a sign of her illness?

……

Early in the morning, there was a lot of banging on the door. Jiang Cha opened the door with messy hair. Mu Yan was leaning against the door frame, wearing a dark red dress, with clear eyes and a gentle smile.

Jiang Cha slammed the door shut, and Mu Yan almost bumped her nose. She rubbed her nose awkwardly and said, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

Jiang Cha fell back onto the bed, covering her face with the blanket: "Is he crazy? He's dressed so flashy today."

Liu Yi looked at her, who was still lying in bed, and said, "Why don't you get up quickly? If you don't get up, you won't be able to get out. The emperor has been found, and people from the palace are coming out to look for you."

Jiang Chateng sat up abruptly, dressing and washing up expressionlessly. Oh no, she had gone too far with her pretentious act last night.

Liu Yi couldn't help but laugh. Serves her right! Who told her to conjure up a dragon right in front of them and lead those people to the emperor? She's practically a fairy descending to earth now.

Mu Yan sat in the lobby. It wasn't actually that early, and there were many people eating in the inn. While he was idling, he overheard people talking about the golden dragon that had appeared last night.

The news about last night spread more seriously than he had imagined; in such a short time, the people all knew about it.

"Where?"

Jiang Cha wore a long robe that covered her feet. The light green robe made her look even more radiant. Mu Yan composed herself and looked at her with a smile: "You really suit wearing these bright clothes. They look good on you."

For the first time ever, he praised her right away, but Jiang Cha wasn't embarrassed at all. She nodded proudly and said, "You have good taste, but we have to hurry."

After saying that, Jiang Cha grabbed his arm and walked out. As soon as she stepped out the door, she saw Shen Dong and Mu Yu standing not far away.

Jiang Cha wasn't surprised. She had only taken two steps when Mu Yan grabbed her arm, his expression changing: "Wait."

Jiang Cha followed his gaze and saw a person standing on the roof of the carriage where Mu Yu and Mu Yu were sitting, arms crossed, with a sword in hand, looking at them expressionlessly.

Jiang Cha raised an eyebrow. They were acquaintances, so she raised her hand in greeting: "An Ying, what a coincidence! You're standing so high up, do you need a ride?"

Mu Yan approached her and whispered, asking if she knew him. He then jumped off the carriage, looked up at the ceiling, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly drew his sword, pointing it at An Ying: "You little brat, I've been looking for you all this time, and you dare to show up in broad daylight? Watch me!"

An Ying flipped down quickly and pressed the sword that hadn't been fully pulled out back into place. Without even looking at him, she walked up to Jiang Cha.

They had met less than five times in total, and An Ying's gaze was even stranger today. Mu Yan stepped forward to block her, and An Ying stepped forward to keep half an arm's length away from him. The two were of similar height, giving the illusion that they were the main characters.

Jiang Cha peeked out from behind Mu Yan: "I'm going to play, is there something you need?"

An Ying glanced at Mu Yan, and the people around her stopped to watch the commotion. Jiang Cha covered her head; the group was almost there.

What kind of doorman are they, acting as at the entrance? They're crazy.

Grabbing Mu Yan's wrist, Jiang Cha said, "Either you come out of the city with me, or you stay out of my way."

As Jiang Cha passed An Ying, the man suddenly grabbed her arm, forcing her to stop. She turned to look at him, and An Ying's voice remained calm: "My master wants to see you."

Mu Yan's eyes darkened, and she pulled Jiang Cha behind her, looking at An Ying: "She's busy."

An Ying's gaze darkened as she looked at Mu Yan. She placed a hand on his shoulder and said in a slightly annoyed tone, "Get out of here."

Mu Yan slapped his hand twice in response. Jiang Cha looked at the two of them, rolled her eyes speechlessly, and walked over to get into the carriage: "Let's go."

Jiang Cha hesitated for a moment, glancing at Mu Yan and An Ying. Seeing that he didn't move, she said "okay," picked up the reins, patted the horse, and it galloped off.

Just as they brushed past a group of cavalry and imperial guards, Mu Yu popped out and looked behind her: "What are you doing!"

Just as she was about to jump, Jiang Cha stopped her with her foot, her voice laced with laughter: "If you move again, you don't have to jump; I'll kick you down myself."

Mu Yu glared at Jiang Cha: "You vicious woman, I knew you weren't that simple."

Jiang Cha, driving the carriage, chuckled and said, "How am I not simple? Weren't you the one who wouldn't cooperate and wanted to jump? I was just helping you out."

Mu Yu glared at Jiang Cha with her small eyes, crossed her arms, and sat down behind her: "Hmph."

Jiang Cha didn't know why the little girl was so hostile towards her, but it didn't affect her. If it did, she could just kill her.

Jiang Cha was terrified on June 1st. She really couldn't understand him. Sometimes she thought simply. This was Mu Yan's own sister. If she really killed her, she would never think of anything else for the rest of her life. She should prepare to never see him again.

The carriage traveled out of the city, through the woods outside the city, around the village, and for another half an hour, Jiang Cha stopped because she thought the scenery was nice.

Then she directed Mu Yu to tie up the horse. Mu Yu was initially unwilling, but Jiang Cha said indifferently, "Then forget it. I've been driving for so long and I'm tired. If the horse is gone, it's gone. It's not like it belongs to me anyway."

Sure enough, the little girl angrily led the horse to a lush meadow and tied it up, saying as she did so that the woman was indeed not simple, and how could her brother make friends with such a person.

Mu Yu strode over aggressively, and the sound of horses' hooves grew closer and closer. She stood in the grass and watched them dismount.

An Ying strode forward, and Mu Yan was not to be outdone. An Ying was even faster. Jiang Cha was lying on a large rock, where the sun was blocked, and her brows instantly relaxed.

"What do your family members want to know? I'm in a good mood right now and I can answer. I just want to bask in the sun quietly today."

The implication was that she wouldn't be going anywhere today, and An Ying knew in a short time that there was no way to get her back today.

He crouched down, and the sunlight shone on her tightly closed eyelids once again.

Under the sunlight, the veins beneath her fair skin were clearly visible, and combined with her clothes and accessories, she looked even more like a spirit that had evolved from the mountains.

"That dragon last night was you in disguise."

An Ying stared at her face. Jiang Cha sat up cross-legged, raised her hand to shield her eyebrows, refusing to let the sunlight shine on her eyelids, and looked at An Ying.

The boy's eyes were resolute, and Jiang Cha suddenly smiled: "It's me."

An Ying seemed to let out a sigh of relief, stood up and walked out: "Jiang Cha, I advise you to leave the capital as soon as possible."

A look of surprise flashed in Jiang Cha's eyes. She turned around and saw the young man's spirited back. Mu Yan watched as An Ying mounted his horse and left.

She crouched down and said, "Although I hate to admit that he spoke faster than I did, Jiang Cha, you really have to leave the capital."

Jiang Cha raised an eyebrow, watching him lie down and sunbathe without saying a word. Mu Yan thought she didn't understand the intricacies of the situation and was about to speak when Jiang Cha gently shushed him.

"Listen, there are birds chirping here, and if you close your eyes, you can hear the river flowing. Sometimes, even if I don't listen carefully, I can hear the waiter bringing water to the guests' rooms from inside the inn."

The cooks are cooking in the back, and children are running around in the street carrying things…

While Jiang Cha was speaking, Mu Yu and Shen Dong also came to the rock. Mu Yu pursed her lips and said, "What's there to say about this?"

Unexpectedly, Mu Yan and Shen Dong seemed to understand what she was saying. Mu Yu looked at the girl with her eyes closed and her first impression was that she was really fair-skinned.

Just like the thin layer of snow covering the old lady's cabbages at the village entrance when it snows in winter back home.

Mu Yan's gaze fell on her face. He carefully reached out and gently wiped away the tears that had slid down her cheeks with his fingertips. Many bizarre things had happened to her that he had never seen before.

His friends who came with him left, leaving him alone to guard the desert and the house; no one spoke.

It rarely rains in the desert, and the scenery that soon appeared replaced the look of my hometown.

Mu Yan suddenly had a strange feeling; he really wanted to be there for her during her loneliest time.

Liu Yi didn't know what to say for a moment, because it was the first time he felt that this time it wasn't about the original owner's story, but rather about her own.

Jiang Cha found half of her soul, her memories, and her lover, but what suddenly popped into Liu Yi's mind just now was...

The first time he met Jiang Cha, in that dark, sunless cave, her ethereal soul was deprived of light and had no memories.

It was as if everyone had forgotten him, without life or roots, like a puppet.

She came from the vast galaxy, but is imprisoned in this tiny place.

Jiang Cha opened her eyes, sat up and looked at Mu Yan, the boy's face showing undisguised fatigue.

It's obvious I didn't sleep well last night.

She reached out and pinched Mu Yan's cheek, then suddenly chuckled and looked at Mu Yu beside her: "You two look so alike."

Mu Yu was the first to react, giving a haughty snort and looking to the side: "We are definitely siblings."

Jiang Cha clicked her tongue: "If your brother dressed up as a woman, he would be more pleasing to the eye than you."

Mu Yu glared at him, pointed at Jiang Chachong Mu Yan and said, "Brother, look at her."

Mu Yan smiled but didn't say anything.

Beneath the luxurious gold plaque on the other side, a frail young boy stood on the steps with his hands behind his back.

Seeing An Ying riding towards him from afar, he seemed to know the outcome and stood there waiting for him to report back.

"Your Majesty."

Murong Fu raised his hand to stop him, glancing at the sunlight overhead: "This is the first time you've failed."

Was she really that capable, or did you let An Ying get away with it because you were too soft-hearted?

An Ying lowered his head, and Murong Fu suddenly chuckled, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Are you kidding? Anyone who can conjure a dragon is either a god or a monster. It's remarkable that you, a mere mortal, managed to return safely."

Forget it, let's enjoy our leisure time. I never want to deal with these troublesome things again.

He took a few steps, coughing incessantly, and turned to walk into the mansion. An Ying followed beside him, her eyes filled with worry.

Is she a deity? If she really is a deity, could she save the prince's life?