In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

The rain in Youzhou has stopped, and the city is filled with the fragrance of flowers. Anning Street, not far from the city wall, is crowded with people and bustling with activity.

Anning Street is the most prosperous street in Youzhou City, with frequent trade and prosperous business in all shops.

There was a shop selling ginseng and wolfberry, and the outside was crowded with people. Everyone was looking at a woman kneeling on the ground. She was wearing white clothes and simple makeup, and looked pitiful. Her recently deceased father was wrapped in a straw mat.

The woman cried, "My dear kindhearted people, my father and I came from Zhuozhou to seek refuge with my uncle in Youzhou. Unexpectedly, my uncle and his family moved away, and my father died of a serious illness. I am willing to sell myself to bury my father!"

The woman was beautiful and filial, and everyone was moved by her. One man offered money: "Fifty taels of silver, and I will bury your father for you."

A woman's voice came from the long street: "No need for money, we will help you bury it."

The crowd made way for them. The woman in the lead was Alinchu. She led a dozen women in short armor to patrol the street.

When the common people saw Alinchu, they all bowed politely: "Centurion, sir!"

Alinchu likes people to call her that. Apart from Mu Jinan, she is now the most famous female official in Youzhou.

In one year, she went from being a slave to a assassin, and now as an official, she can eliminate harm and benefit the people. She is proud of herself.

Alinchu looked down at the woman who was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was too pretty and pitiful, a complete little wife. She pushed aside the straw mat and looked at the woman's father, who had an untidy beard and an ugly appearance.

"There is a piece of Feng Shui land outside the city. King Xi has ordered that the land is for official burials. No money will be charged. You can carry the remains outside the city for burial."

A Linchu waved her hand, and the female officers behind her said in unison: "Yes, sir."

A Linchu pointed at Yuan Ming beside her and said, "You go too!"

The noble Master Yuan was stunned for a moment: "I will go to bury him?"

A Linchu did not hesitate: "If you don't like the hard work in the government, you can follow Lu Shengji."

Yuan Ming just wanted to cover Alinchu's mouth. He didn't dare to say Lu Shengji's name on the street, for fear that the people would tear him apart.

Yuan Ming didn't expect that Lu Shengji owned thousands of acres of fertile land, and Mu Jinan even posted the matter on the notice. The people hated the Lu family and his wife was a daughter of the Lu family, so he had to keep a low profile now.

Yuan Ming followed the order and went outside the city to bury the woman's father. He was a scholar, a talented man who had passed the imperial examination, and a general. Yet he was digging the soil here. He was truly a phoenix in distress, no better than a chicken.

Yuan Ming glanced at the woman from the side: "What's your name? Who is your uncle?"

The tears on the woman's face had not yet dried. She scooped up the soil with both hands and threw it into the pit, lowering her head and sobbing: "My name is Spy Shadow!"

"My uncle is the owner of Renshoutang on Anning Street in the city, Pei Changyue."

Yuan Ming was full of anger, but he did not slack off in his work. He saw that the middle-aged man did not look like the woman, and the mat was not worn that badly, which showed that the spy had some strength.

Yuan Ming secretly instructed people around him to investigate Pei Changyue.

Mu Jinan took out some silver and bought several abandoned houses in Youzhou. He renovated and cleaned them so that homeless orphans and widows could live there.

Everyone's household registration was strictly checked to prevent Zhuozhou and Yanzhou from sending her people with ulterior motives.

Yuan Ming checked Pei Changyue's household registration and found no doubts, so he asked Spy Shadow to be settled in the civilian center first.

The spy said, "Sir, I have been chopping wood and fishing with my father since I was a child. I have some strength. I heard that the city is recruiting female soldiers, so I want to try."

Yuan Ming heard her admitting that she had strength: "Go and join the training."

Spy smiled and said, "Yes, sir."

***

Dark clouds wrapped in thunder and lightning in the west were heading towards Youzhou in the east. With a few "booms", lightning and fire split the crabapple tree in front of the rockery in the courtyard of the Governor's Mansion. Fire spread out, thick smoke billowed, and the souls of the flowers were completely destroyed.

Raindrops as thick as salt blocks hit the hip roof of the Qian'an Pavilion with a "crackling" sound. Every sound was a fatal force that urged the two to draw their swords and become enemies.

A shower of rain poured into the house along with the strong wind, and the cold rain splashed on her scarlet dress. The golden tiger eyes embroidered on her dress were dark and sinister, and the flowing murderous aura swallowed up all the past affection, leaving only mutual suspicion to maintain this elusive family relationship.

"Bang." Mu Jinan, who was sitting on a mahogany chair, dropped the teacup, splashing the tea everywhere. She stood up and pulled aside the beaded curtain, looking coldly at Nangong Yu who had just entered the room: "Cousin, did you let Xie Chibei take poison?"

Xian Yu, Xie Chibei's close friend, told Mu Jinan that on that day in Quhe, Xie Chibei asked Nangong Yu to save Mu Jinan, but Nangong Yu asked Xie Chibei to take poison before he would help. Xian Yu said this because he was worried that something might happen to Xie Chibei.

Mu Jinan didn't know that there was still poison in Xie Chibei's body, so she asked Doctor Xue, who said that he was not poisoned.

Nangong Yu brushed the rain off his left shoulder with one hand, kicked away the broken porcelain pieces, and lowered his eyes to look at Mu Jinan, who had grown a few inches taller, about 1.77 meters tall.

The anger on her face to protect the man was really annoying, and the heavy rain could not extinguish her passion for Xie Chibei at all.

His cousin's temper became worse and worse, and she was almost about to draw her sword in front of him. This was the real Mu Jinan.

Her tolerance is timed carefully, and when she gets angry it means she has finished using it, or she is absolutely sure of it.

Another possibility is that she was blinded by her emotions.

Nangong Yu's mouth curled up into a mocking smile, not knowing whether he was laughing at his own self-conceit, or laughing at the dark and selfish hearts of everyone, pretending to be a gentleman, or laughing at their unsustainable relationship:

"I made him take poison, and this poison can only be detected when it takes effect."

"The premise of going all out is mutual trust and no deep hatred!"

"Xie Chibei didn't tell you how he could raise 5,000 Flame-killing soldiers? You didn't tell him that you pretended to marry me in order to snatch his bride away, so that you could kill Lin Huaisheng in a logical way and avoid suspicion from others?"

"Mu Jinan, you used salt mixed with sand to tell Mu Jingyi that no matter how smart he is, he is still under your control? You are worried that Mu Jingyi has second thoughts, so you let Xie Chibei go to Youzhou to dispel his doubts, so that Mu Jingyi can only follow you in this life?"

"You are now in command of an army of over 100,000 soldiers, and you have the support of two generals from the Mu family. You no longer need your cousin, so you throw the cup and draw your sword at me? You don't want my money? You don't want my weapons?"

"Can a man make you, who is always so reserved, so furious? You have calculated against everyone, and now you are going to fail?"

"As long as you hand over Nangong Xu, I will detoxify Xie Chibei. With Xie Chibei's prestige, you have at least a 50% chance of winning!"

Mu Jinan looked at Nangong Yu with sharp eyes. This face was full of evil, no one could escape his poison, his smile was a sinister knife, and his eyes were like fiery eyes.

If she wasn't Nangong Yu's cousin, she would have died in his hands long ago.

The strong wind blew the crabapple blossoms in the mud and smashed them against the door. The cruel reality was before her: the beautiful flowers could not withstand the wind and rain. Only the big tree with deep roots could be the sun on the top of the mountain that could stand firm. Even if it was knocked down by dark clouds and heavy rain, it would still have a chance to rise the next day.