Traveling through time and space to become a lady of a noble family, but she only wants to escape

The room fell into silence, and the sounds of breathing and burning candles suddenly became clearer.

This sudden sentence made Bai Zhi's mind go into a knot. She turned her head slightly to avoid the strong soothing aroma, while staring at Gu Yan's expression, trying to find some clues from it, but found nothing.

Gu Yan stretched out his hand to cover Bai Zhi's eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't look at me."

"Why can't I watch it?"

Gu Yan did not answer her, but continued to ask persistently: "Aren't you going to ask me?"

There was darkness in front of her eyes and she had no place to look. Bai Zhi's mind began to race uncontrollably.

Do you want to ask? Logically, she shouldn't want to. She shouldn't have asked too much about Chu Yunchuan's background, but she had already broken this "shouldn't" and stepped into the muddy current of unknown depth. Compared with their contract at that time, she had crossed too much. From the moment she knew that Chu Yunchuan was a descendant of King Jing, from the moment she knew the truth about King Jing's rebellion, it was difficult for her to extricate herself from it.

——Are you really forced to do this and unable to withdraw? Don’t you really want to withdraw?

——Didn’t you develop strange and obscure thoughts without even realizing it, and want to see what will happen to the young man who was sacrificed in the valley in the end?

Bai Zhi's breathing became more and more rapid. She suddenly opened her hand covering her eyes and looked straight at Gu Yan and said, "I don't want to ask."

Could she say she wanted to do it here? If she did, she would probably not be able to extricate herself.

This damn curiosity is stirring.

Gu Yan moved closer, his eyes slightly wrinkled, "You really don't want to ask?"

Bai Zhi suddenly became irritated for no reason. She tightened her grip on Gu Yan and used a powerful move to throw him onto the bed.

There was a dull thud. Gu Yan didn't release his strength at all, and fell hard. The sound was painful, and Bai Zhi felt that she had hit him too hard, so she hastily pulled him up, then ran off the bed and sat on the chair by the window.

The faint aroma of calming the nerves lingered, and Bai Zhi belatedly remembered that this was the chair that Gu Yan often sat on. So she stood up again, looked around the room, and finally dragged her own chair from the dining table and sat five steps away from the bed.

From beginning to end, Gu Yan's eyes were fixed on Bai Zhi, trying to penetrate that body and see how real she really was.

"Ge Zhen will probably never come back," Bai Zhi sat up straight, blinked a few times, and forced herself to get back on track. "I don't need to hold her back anymore. What should I do next?"

Gu Yan lowered his eyelashes and sighed softly: "No more."

Bai Zhi: "No more?"

"Yes. If you want to leave the mansion, I can send you away now."

Is this the end?

The original three-year agreement ended after just a few months?

Bai Zhi suddenly felt a huge sense of unreality and asked again, "Can I really walk?"

"I'm not lying to you." Gu Yan's tone was flat and even, "Tonight I can send you away from the capital, and send you to any place you want to go... You are free."

After being stuck in this hellhole for so long, she finally got what she wanted. If Bai Zhi hadn't lost her mind, she should have agreed immediately and taken Qiaoqiao and Chuqi away from this quagmire without stopping. But the excitement died out in an instant, and under the ashes, strange and obscure thoughts emerged uncontrollably again -

——Don’t you want to see what will happen to the young man who was sacrificed into the valley?

——Don’t you want to?

motherfucker.

"...How are you going to explain to Madam Gu if you send me out of the capital?"

"I have my own way."

The room fell into deathly silence again.

After a long while, Gu Yan broke the silence: "But, if you...if you don't want to leave the Marquis' Mansion, you can stay."

Bai Zhi finally closed her eyes, let out a long breath, and said with a desperate look, "I have never faced such a difficult choice in my two lives."

Gu Yan sat up straight at once, his chest beating like a drum.

"In my previous life, I worked very hard to make money. I originally just wanted to buy a house that belonged to me. Who knew that after I had the house, I wanted more and more, and finally died in the greed for money. Later, I heard the shopkeeper of Lai Cailou say that gold and silver are like knives. Then I realized that it was not the knife that took my life in my previous life, but I failed to hold the knife firmly. That's why I lost my life. In this life, I originally planned not to use any knife, find a beautiful place with mountains and rivers, open a small restaurant that can support myself, raise chickens and grow vegetables, and spend the rest of my life in peace." Bai Zhi slowly opened her eyes, "Chu Yunchuan, you are the sharpest knife, which can cut iron like mud better than gold and silver."

After hearing this, Gu Yan's eyes dimmed, and he could already imagine what Bai Zhi would say next.

But things didn't go as he expected. The next moment, Bai Zhi showed a helpless smile on her face: "But my brain kept calling me to pick up your sharp knife. So I decided to take a gamble."

Big ups and downs.

Gu Yan grabbed his sleeves tightly, his throat moving up and down, and asked, "What are you betting on?"

"Bet I can hold your knife tight."

She hadn't read the entire ancient book, but perhaps there was a passage like this: a young girl emerged from behind a rock, and leaned toward the valley where the young man fell, with her eyes wide open for days and nights, trying to see the end of the sacrifice.

Five days had passed since the disaster at the Marquis' Mansion. Qiao Wanwan sent servants to search everywhere, but there was no news of Ge Zhen. It is always easier to deal with the dead than the living. Old Madam Gu wanted to quickly remarry the Marquis of Xuanping, so she simply spread the news that the Marquis's wife had unfortunately died and her body had been burned by the thieves. Then they found a handful of ashes and placed them in the ancestral hall, saying that they would have a grand funeral on the seventh day. As for whether someone set the fire during the night attack, that was irrelevant. Qiao Wanwan also scolded Old Madam Gu with Bai Zhi for this, but it was just a simple venting. She knew in her heart that Ge Zhen must be dead because she hadn't found anyone for five days.

In the past few days, the news of the night attack has gradually spread in the capital. According to the law, the Marquis's Mansion should report to the government and file a case, but the matter of raising assassins cannot be made public. Every big family in the capital has them, and the government has always turned a blind eye. Gu Yan didn't know how to cover up this matter.

As for Mingxin, Baizhi used the same excuse to explain to Qiaoqiao and Lin Chuqi that Mingxin had unfortunately passed away. No matter how much the two children said that Mingxin was strange and difficult to get along with, they still had feelings for her. After hearing the news of Mingxin's death, they were very sad for two days, and then they built a cenotaph for Mingxin behind Yishuiyuan. Cook Xu cooked several delicious dishes and placed them in front of the cenotaph as a memorial.