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

Since it was put there by Madam Gu, the item must be genuine. Bai Zhi could guess why Madam Gu was trying so hard to be so energetic—she probably knew she didn’t have many days left to live, so she hid these two items that could cause many people to confiscate their property and exterminate their entire family.

The real culprit that Gu Yan was reluctant to reveal, the truth behind King Jing's Rebellion, turned out to be like this.

Bai Zhi let out a long sigh.

The human heart... is so hard to guess.

The twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month.

According to the custom of the end of the year, the house had to be cleaned today. Bai Zhi didn't want the servants to come in, so she took the broom, rag and basin to clean. Although the mansion would be gone next year, at least she had to spend the New Year here. Bai Zhi cleaned very carefully, wiping every corner and crevice to get rid of the old and welcome the new. Bai Zhi was exhausted after a day, and she didn't even have time to eat dinner, so she fell headfirst on the bed to rest.

"The house doesn't look big, but it takes so much space when I sweep it. There are so many things." Bai Zhi said to herself weakly, "I have to buy a smaller house when I get to Qing County."

Suddenly, there was an extremely urgent knock on the door: "Miss Bai, I'm Fang Zhiheng, I need your help with something important."

Bai Zhi sat up suddenly: "The door is not locked, come in."

Fang Zhiheng pushed the door open and hurriedly ran into the house, still wearing only a single layer of clothing. Bai Zhi frowned and asked, "What happened to Chu Yunchuan?"

After the letter asking him whether he would come back for the New Year, there was no reply. Bai Zhi thought that he had too much to do and finally had no time to talk nonsense, but looking at Fang Zhiheng's expression, it was obvious that something had happened.

"Miss Bai, please come with me to the northern border." Fang Zhiheng panted, "We are running out of time. I will tell you more on the way! Changfeng! Follow me!"

"What?"

The twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The nineteen cities in the north are hidden in the thick white snow.

Chu Yunchuan sat alone on the second floor of a tavern. The wind and snow were outside the window, and a stove in front of him was warming the wine. This was the only place in the shabby tavern that had a light on.

The wooden door downstairs was slammed open, and the man, covered in snow, stepped up the old wooden stairs to the second floor, sat down opposite Chu Yunchuan, and warmed his hands by the fire: "Why is it so cold in the north? My goodness, I almost froze to death on the road, and you prepared such a shabby place to welcome me."

Chu Yunchuan poured her a cup of hot wine and said with a smile: "Changfeng sent me a message this morning saying you were coming. The north is devastated and there is really no good place to stay. We can only stay here for a while. Please bear with me."

The man took off his hood, and it was Bai Zhi, who was taken away by Fang Zhiheng two nights ago. She waved her hand: "I don't want to drink. Changfeng has been driving the horse like a somersault cloud all the way. Now I want to vomit everything I see."

The firewood in the furnace was almost burned out. Chu Yunchuan picked up a few pieces of dry firewood with tongs and put them in. He fiddled with them a few times, and the fire crackled again. "There is a small post station ten miles away. You can rest there. If you are really feeling uncomfortable, I will take you there later. Have some porridge to fill your stomach."

Bai Zhi rubbed her hands back and forth, and finally calmed down after warming them for a while. She asked, "What about you? You won't go with me?"

"I have unfinished business here."

"I came all the way here, not just to have a bowl of porridge." Bai Zhi glanced at him, "If you're not here, wouldn't I have come here in vain?"

Chu Yunchuan shook his head and said, "Fang Zhiheng really doesn't know how to count. You shouldn't have come."

"I'm here whether I should come or not. I didn't expect that you didn't even tell Fang Zhiheng what you were going to do, otherwise why would he drag me here to persuade you to turn back from your wrong path."

"...What did he tell you?"

"Your plan, Fang Zhiheng has been spilling the beans along the way, revealing everything about your plan and your secrets."

"In that case, I'll listen to you."

"You know what I'm going to say?"

"I'll listen to whatever you say."

"Hey, your attitude is quite good." Bai Zhi said, "Are you planning to ignore it?"

Chu Yunchuan was touched by what he was thinking, and he lowered his eyelashes and went back to fiddling with the fire. Bai Zhi continued, "But I didn't intend to persuade you. I wanted to make Fang Zhiheng's hopes go to waste. He is a kind man who cares about the world. He mistakenly thought that I was the same as him."

Chu Yunchuan didn't expect Bai Zhi to say such a thing, and was stunned for a moment: "So you are here..."

Bai Zhi turned to look at Chu Yunchuan in astonishment, with a gleam of light in her eyes: "I came to see how you are doing recently."

"I..." Chu Yunchuan curved his eyebrows, "Not bad, I have been doing this for you recently..."

"Really? I don't think so." Bai Zhi interrupted him, "Since ancient times, when people who want revenge are about to achieve their long-cherished wish, even if they are not jubilant, they are at least cheerful. They definitely won't look as depressed as you."

Chu Yunchuan listened quietly.

"In my opinion, there is nothing that cannot be done in the world, it's just that one cannot do what one wants. In ancient times, there were tyrants who indulged in wine and women, they were always cursed by the world, but they were deaf to it as if they had no ears. They oppressed the people as they should, and killed those they disliked, and they were content with it. All kinds of desires in the world are sharp blades, they only swing their knives to cut others." Bai Zhi said, "But Chu Yunchuan, you are not that kind of person. You seem to have everything under control, but you cannot do what you want. You have already put the knife to your own neck."

Chu Yunchuan raised his head and drank a glass of wine, then he squeezed the empty glass tightly and sighed softly, "You still come to persuade me."

"No." Bai Zhi was silent for a moment, then continued, "I already know. The mastermind behind the scenes that you don't want to talk about is the emperor."

"..." Chu Yunchuan's eyes darkened. The light from the furnace seemed to fall into the deep sea, without reflecting any color. "Yes."

The imperial edict and secret letter inside the inner door of the treasury stated exactly what happened.

"He colluded with foreign nations to frame King Jing, created a book called "Rebellion in Yan" to distort historical facts, and left the Thirteen States to dry out in the desert after the war. The emperor did all these rotten things just because he was jealous of King Jing's achievements." Bai Zhi exhaled a breath of cold air, "My parents died tragically for no reason because of this. If you want revenge, no matter what means you use, I don't think it's excessive."

Chu Yunchuan leaned over to Bai Zhi with a complicated expression: "Do you really think so?"

"It is absolutely true, but I am afraid you do not think so."

"……What's the meaning?"

"Chu Yunchuan." Bai Zhi grabbed Chu Yunchuan by the collar and pulled him closer. Chu Yunchuan was concerned about her injured right hand, so he leaned closer to her with her strength, and finally stopped in front of her, so close that Bai Zhi's breath swept across his face. Bai Zhi looked deeply into his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Do you really not want to put down all the burdens on your shoulders?"