The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

It was already dusk when the spring market ended.

At the foot of Fengming Mountain, everyone was preparing to disperse.

Xue Zhiyi's carriage followed behind a lone scholar, and she did not lift the window curtain until she was parallel with the scholar.

Jiang Xu's clear and elegant eyes were filled with worries. He walked in a daze for a long time before he noticed that a woman had stuck her head out of the carriage beside him and was looking at him.

He was stunned for a moment, and only after confirming that the woman with the soft almond eyes was looking at him did he ask, "Miss, is there anything I can do for you?"

Xue Zhiyi's smile deepened: "The Spring Fair is not an imperial examination, Mr. Jiang, there is no need to be so sad."

Although Jiang Xu felt that Xue Zhiyi looked strangely familiar, he was sure that he knew the man in front of him. Immediately, he realized, "Did you replace my policy paper?"

Xue Zhiyi just looked at him calmly, without commenting: "You are showing off your talents in the Spring Festival in order to find a mentor for yourself, right?"

Jiang Xu's eyes were filled with anger. He clenched his fists and sneered, "You are a noble lady from the Huajing family. You will never understand why I risked offending other families and had to step forward. Maybe you just think this is a joke, but for me, it is a missed opportunity that is extremely important."

Xue Zhiyi remained silent. At this moment, Jiang Xu didn't know the reason, so he had the right to hate her.

After a moment of silence, she only said, "Mr. Jiang, don't worry, you will be invited by a mentor soon."

After saying this, without paying any attention to Jiang Xu's puzzled expression, he quietly lowered the curtains and left.

In the carriage, she breathed a sigh of relief. Today's matter was finally done. Now it was up to Xue Tingliu.

After all, Jiang Xu's restraint alone would not be enough to completely avoid disaster.

In his previous life, Xue Zhentong had already colluded with the Minister of Rites who presided over the imperial examinations. Even if he did not target Jiang Xu at the Spring Festival, with his talent, he would still be unstoppable in the imperial examination. He might still be selected by the Ministry of Rites and become a stepping stone for Xue Tingsheng.

Therefore, Jiang Xu also needs a backer.

And King Cheng is that real backer.

Xue Tingliu will not be depressed because of what happened today. He will always maximize his own interests. In this situation, he will definitely want to find the real author of this policy paper and include it in King Sheng's faction.

Even if Prince Cheng is not a good person, at least Prince Gong's party will not be willing to leave any handle for Prince Cheng to catch in this matter. In this way, Jiang Xu can be saved.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, I heard two knocks, as if someone was knocking on the window.

Xue Zhiyi opened the curtains and saw a young man in red clothes sitting on the back of a top-grade red-maned horse, smiling at her: "Hey."

Huo Wuyou again? Xue Zhiyi thought so.

Is he free every day?

He bent down, got closer to her, and asked mysteriously, "How dare you go looking for him? You're quite abominable. You did something bad, but you didn't even hide away. Aren't you afraid that he will hate you?"

Xue Zhiyi patiently said to himself a few times, "He is the Marquis of Lin'an, don't provoke him," before he finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

Seeing Xue Zhiyi ignoring him, he did not know how to restrain himself: "Why don't you speak?"

Xue Zhiyi smiled at him and said, "It's really hateful. Just like what Lin'an Hou is doing now, he doesn't even know how to avoid me."

Isn't it just a handle? Who doesn't have it?

Huo Wuyou agreed very much and nodded: "Then we are really equally hateful."

At this moment, the lights are on, and as the sky gradually darkens, the night market in Huajing is gradually becoming lively.

Huo Wuyou sat up straight and didn't continue talking to Xue Zhiyi.

From Xue Zhiyi's perspective, he only saw Huo Wuyou sitting high on the horse's back, not holding the reins, but just crossing his arms, looking at the street scene leisurely, letting his hair tied up high sway with the swaying of the horse's back.

He had a very handsome face, but also a very deceptive face. Anyone who saw him would feel that he was lax and casual, like an uneducated dandy, and in short, not serious.

But Xue Zhiyi knew that he was not simple. Whether in his past life or this life, he seemed to be secretly planning something big.

But in short, she also believed that Huo Wuyou was a smart man and would not tell anyone about what happened today.

Thinking of this, she lowered the curtains to isolate him from the car.

At this moment, a loud noise accompanied by screams startled Xue Zhiyi.

Suddenly, the carriage began to shake violently. If Xue Zhiyi had not held on to it, both Xue Runing and he would have fallen off their seats.

Outside the carriage, two horses were running recklessly with the carriage. One of the horses got angry and crashed into the Xue family's carriage team.

Next to the road was the river where the Jinlu Bridge was located. Xue Zhiyi and Fu Rongxin's carriages were one in front and one behind. When they were hit, their horses were also frightened and almost overturned into the lake with the carriages!

Seeing that the driver of Xue Zhiyi's carriage had fallen off the carriage in panic, Huo Wuyou felt something was wrong and quickly dismounted. He grabbed the horse's reins in one step and temporarily controlled the horse to prevent it from rushing into the river.

Then he jumped on the horse and controlled it, so that the horse did not run around in the busy city.

When Xue Zhiyi lifted the carriage curtain, he saw Huo Wuyou on horseback had already controlled the horse. After all this trouble, her hair, which was not tied with a ribbon, was a little messy. He turned his head slightly and looked back, asking her, "Are you okay?"

The lights of the night market were dim, and she could not see the look in Huo Wuyou's eyes clearly. She only felt that her figure was a little blurry. In the dimness, she inexplicably felt that this figure... seemed to have been seen somewhere before...

But her thoughts were interrupted by a scream.

At this moment, the carriage had been stopped by Huo Wuyou. She got off and saw that the carriage behind her had fallen into the water.

Fu Rongxin and Cai Zhi were floating in the water. The servants and guards of the Xue family jumped in like dumplings to rescue them.

When Fu Rongxin was pulled out of the water, he was soaked in the river water, his face was pale and he was shivering.

People around her had already been talking about her dishevelled and disheveled appearance, which made Fu Rongxin, who was always proud and arrogant, feel even more embarrassed.

Xue Zhiyi frowned in disdain and said, "Get them both a blanket."

This scene was so chaotic that Huo Wuyou called out, "Go geese."

Then a young man dressed as a guard came running over, clasped his fists and said, "My Lord."

Huo Wuyou's face was not looking good. He said coldly, "Riding a horse in a busy city is against the law. Detain everyone inside and outside the car and send them to the Imperial City Department for punishment. Also tell the Imperial City Department that no matter whose car this is, I hope they will deal with it impartially."

Yan Gui replied yes and asked the guards of Lin'an Marquis Mansion to take the group of people away.

Whose family could it be? Xue Zhiyi thought: This is just Ge Yuanhui's revenge. This is not the first time.

But now, one of the Xue family’s two carriages fell into the water, and Fu Rongxin’s condition made it impossible for him to go back.

Fu Rongxin glared at her angrily: Why was it that Ge Yuanhui was the one who took revenge on her, while Xue Zhiyi was the only one who was lucky enough to escape? It was so unfair!

Facing Fu Rongxin's angry and embarrassed look, Xue Zhiyi thought, just leave her here, it's really annoying to look at her.

But suddenly, Huo Wuyou snapped his fingers in front of her: "Hey."

Xue Zhiyi was looking at him with a much friendlier look in his eyes: "Thank you, Marquis Lin'an, for what you did just now."

Huo Wuyou raised his chin proudly: "It's just a small matter. I'll be a good person and send you back?"

Seeing Xue Zhiyi's hesitation, he said, "I have a car, forget it."

Looking at Xue Runing who was still in shock beside him, Xue Zhiyi just said, "Then I'll trouble the Marquis of Lin'an."