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

In the icy and snowy weather, Bai Zhi sneezed three times when she first smelled such an overbearing fragrance. She rubbed her nose and said, "Do I have to bring it with me? It's too choking. There are patients in the carriage."

"It's up to you whether to keep it or throw it away, Miss Bai. Anyway, I brought it here." Fu Yao clapped his hands, "Come on!"

Several men in black got off his carriage and stood in a row in front of Bai Zhi, saying in unison: "Miss Bai!"

Bai Zhi: "...Brother Fu, what is this?"

"The people that the boy sent to escort you are all top-notch fighters. They will follow you in this carriage. When we get to the destination, they will leave naturally. You don't need to worry about them." Fu Yao urged, "Okay, Miss Bai, let's get going. If you are late, something unexpected will happen."

"I once promised him that I would say goodbye to him on the day I leave." Bai Zhi looked at the tall buildings in the capital from afar, "I didn't expect that he would break his promise. Brother Fu, tell him that this is not my fault."

"Hahahahahaha, Miss Bai, he didn't just want to say goodbye. He was afraid that you would be like the prince and princess and never come back." Fu Yao said, "Since he knows where you are going, there is no reason for him to be worried."

Bai Zhi smiled and said nothing more. She clasped her fists and said in a very chivalrous manner: "Brother Fu, see you in the world."

Fu Yao also clasped his fists and said, "See you in the rivers and lakes, Miss Bai, and have a safe journey."

Bai Zhi wrapped the pot of choking jasmine in a cloth and stepped onto the carriage. The driver whipped his long whip, and the capital slowly disappeared behind him.

It was not until then that Bai Zhi vaguely realized that it was really over.

Lin Ruogui was in a trance today, staring at her winter boots with lifeless eyes. Lin Chuqi and Qiaoqiao supported her on each side - it would be more accurate to say that they were half leaning on her rather than supporting her.

After Qiaoqiao and Lin Chuqi fell asleep due to the shaking of the carriage, Bai Zhi picked up the envelope in her hand. The envelope was quite heavy and had many wrinkles on it, which showed that it had been hidden in her clothes for a long time.

However, there was not a thick stack of letters as Bai Zhi had expected, but only a small booklet, a thin piece of paper and three silver notes of 1,000 taels. Bai Zhi turned the booklet to the front and saw the words on the cover: Left-hand acupuncture.

You really overestimate me. I didn't understand the inner strength method last time. How can I learn this, Bai Zhi thought. She opened the paper again. There was only a short line of words on it - Mountains and rivers will meet.

Bai Zhi looked at the paper for a long time in silence.

"It has been more than a month since the crown prince led his troops to besiege the capital. That damned Xuanping Marquis's mansion became a spy for the Northern Di, and then attached itself to the crown prince to rebel. The seventh prince sent troops to attack the crown prince, and the whole family became a mess. The emperor was so angry that -" the storyteller slapped the wake-up stick, "he fell ill and couldn't get up!"

A shout came from the crowd: "Now everyone is saying that the Xuanping Marquis's family is a repeat offender, saying that the rebellion of King Jing was caused by the old Xuanping Marquis who harmed King Jing. Is this true or false?"

The storyteller quickly put down the wake-up stick and said, "Dear reader, we cannot talk nonsense about the right and wrong of this matter."

The crowd started to make a noise. In a noodle shop not far away, a man wearing a masked bamboo hat put down his empty bowl and knocked on the table: "Boss, check out."

"Okay, sir, I'll charge you ten cents for a bowl of noodles."

The masked man put down ten copper coins, put on his hat and left. The shopkeeper muttered to the waiter beside him: "This man is really strange. He covers his face while eating. Is he an ugly freak?"

"Boss, it's just the opposite!" The waiter exclaimed, "When this man drew back the curtain just now, I caught a glimpse of half his face. My goodness, he really has the appearance of a god. Have you ever heard of the story of watching someone kill someone? Even gods are afraid of people watching them!"

The masked deity was walking on the street, and a strong man driving a donkey cart followed behind him: "Sir, where are you going? Do you want to take a donkey cart?"

"Sit down." The masked man agreed readily, got in the car, patted the sturdy man on the shoulder and whispered, "How much do you charge for going to the palace?"

The strong man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said loudly: "Open for business, no more money!"

"That's great." The masked man said with a smile, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to do something important."

"Then you better sit down!"

It is said that the founding emperor of Dayan was a wealthy local tycoon. When building the palace, the only order he gave to the craftsmen was to make it magnificent and show off his wealth. So the craftsmen worked hard to stick gold sheets on the walls. Even though the palace had undergone major and minor changes over the past few hundred years, the aura of wealth had already been ingrained in it, and many officials who entered the palace for the first time would gasp when they saw it.

Ordinary people always say that gold and silver nourish people, but the palace now smells like rotten and moldy, and even the emperor has fallen ill.

As soon as the maid brought tea to the door of the emperor's bedroom, she saw the imperial physician being chased out in a panic: "Imperial Physician He, what are you doing?"

"Don't go in, don't go in." The imperial physician complained, "You might lose your head."

The palace maid was startled and ran away with the tea tray.

After a while, no one was walking around the bedroom, only a tall palace maid fearlessly went into the bedroom.

The weak emperor on the sickbed had just scolded one person when he saw another person coming in against the wind to be scolded. He was so angry that he suddenly regained consciousness, gathered up all his strength, grabbed the valuable vase on the bedside and smashed it. Unexpectedly, the palace maid was quite agile and dodged it by turning her body.

"Your Majesty, I recently returned to my hometown to visit my relatives and found a prescription that can cure your Majesty's illness." The palace maid said in a thin voice, "Can I show it to your Majesty?"

The emperor's expression eased a little, and he purred with bellows in his throat: "Bring it up here and let me see. If I can't cure it, I'll chop off your head."

"Yes." The maid walked to the bedside, tucked all the loose hair behind her ears, leaned over to look at the emperor, "Please have a look, Your Majesty."

The emperor stared blankly for a long while with his cloudy eyes wide open, and suddenly his eyes were bloodshot as if he had seen a ghost: "Ah... Ah... Ah Chuan!"

This palace maid was Chu Yunchuan in disguise. He said with a fake smile: "Uncle Emperor is so busy with affairs, but he still remembers the person he wanted to kill. I am really terrified."

The emperor was so frightened that he immediately called for protection. Chu Yunchuan sat down beside his bed and looked at him calmly.

However, the people in the palace seemed to be dead, not even a fly came. The bellows in the emperor's throat became louder and louder, and he stretched out a withered finger tremblingly: "It's you..."

“Who knows?” Chu Yunchuan stretched out his hand to play with the white smoke rising from the incense burner on the low table, his eyes half dark and half bright, “Maybe you have done too many bad things, Uncle Emperor. There are so many people in the palace who want you dead. They saw assassins enter the palace without caring about anything, and added ghosts to your incense. There are also people who stole the imperial seal and tampered with the imperial edict.” He closed his eyes and chanted, “By the Will of Heaven, the Emperor decrees… what’s next, Uncle Emperor, your imperial edict is too difficult to write. It took me ten days to write it. It’s not that difficult to find the imperial seal in the whole palace.”