All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

"Young hero!"

Bu Ji's eyes lit up and he was extremely excited.

With him around, ten more gangsters would not be their match.

Li Ji turned over and climbed down the tree. A gust of wind blew past him, and his sleeves were lifted up by the wind and fell steadily to the ground.

He glanced at Bu Ji beside him, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

She really liked him. When she saw him appear, she stared at him without blinking, with a look of joy on her face.

"Young man? Are you a chivalrous knight?"

The rouge seller knelt on the ground and looked at him, his voice trembling.

He is a man and strong, but he is no match for the martial artist.

The man jumped down from a tree dozens of meters high, with a gust of wind behind him. He had just injured his arm with a hidden weapon. The wind was fast, accurate and ruthless. If the wind had blown across his neck, it would not be his arm that would have been broken, but his head.

Li Ji glanced at him and didn't say anything.

The man was pulled up by another man, and the two men ran away in shame, one covering his crotch, the other covering his broken arm, and they fled for their lives without even daring to look back.

Bu Ji was a little afraid to look at the blood on the ground, his face turned pale with fright.

A force behind her suddenly clamped her wrist and pulled her over. She turned around, her back facing the pool of blood and facing the masked man.

She was about to say thank you when the man let go of her hand, took a step forward, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Let's go, I'll see you off."

Bu Ji said "Oh" and followed him, but suddenly remembered the little beggar behind him and turned around and shouted.

"Go back early. If they cause you trouble, write a letter to the home of Censor Bu in the Censorate. I will receive the letter."

She entered the palace like this, but the little beggar had to return to the eastern suburbs. The two brothers would probably be resentful and bully the little beggar.

The little beggar stood behind her, looked back at her, and watched her leave, with a feeling of loss in his eyes.

He originally wanted to save his elder sister, but someone else stole the spotlight.

No one knew when she would come out of the palace next time. She said she wanted to see him, but she didn't say how many days it would be, nor did she agree on a place.

Bu Ji quickly caught up with the masked man, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and said.

"Slow down, I can't keep up."

Li Ji glanced at her and had no intention of slowing down. Wasn't she very strong just now? She had only walked a few steps.

"Look at what time it is now."

Bu Ji looked up, estimated the time based on the position of the sun, and muttered a few words.

"It's really troublesome. I don't even have a watch. How can I guess what time it is?"

She looked at the sky and walked forward, her head banged against a hard back with a bang, she cried out "ouch", and seeing him stop inexplicably, she asked.

"Why didn't you say anything when you stopped? I'm hurt."

Li Ji turned around, his face darkened and his eyes sharp.

"What are you talking about? What is a watch?"

"Does the Ministry of Internal Affairs have it?"

Bu Ji blinked, quickly waved his hands and explained.

"The Ministry of Internal Affairs doesn't have it. Don't risk your life by trying to steal it."

Li Ji looked at her panicked expression and curled the corners of his mouth.

She was indeed worried about his safety. He saved her and became her savior. She probably wouldn't want to let him steal in the palace and do something illegal again.

"If you want to steal, you have to steal something valuable, such as the famous paintings in the emperor's private collection."

Bu Ji rubbed his sore forehead and continued talking with his head down, completely unaware of Li Ji's dark face.

Li Ji's face was dark and his eyes were sharper than before.

She actually set her sights on him.

Any item from the Imperial Household Department was enough to get her entire clan executed, yet she dared to commit treason by selling the emperor's things.

But the person who colluded with her was him...

"I heard from Prince Yu that he has been eyeing a painting for a long time. He is an expert, and the painting he has chosen must be valuable."

"I'll send you a message when I get back and find out more."

Bu Ji talks a lot when talking about money. She raised her head and looked into Li Ji's eyes and found that his expression was unusual, with dark black eyes that looked like he was sizing someone up.

"You're not going to regret it, are you?"

"With just this little courage, you still want to travel the world. You are not as good as a little girl like me."

She was trying to provoke him on purpose. How could he, an ancient man, know how to provoke someone?

"You think you can trick me with your inferior provocation?"

Li Ji looked at her deeply, crossed his arms expressionlessly, and there was a chill in his voice.

He was always the one who provoked the enemy, and no one had ever used provocation on him.

Bu Ji was speechless. He put down his hand that was rubbing his forehead and pressed his lips tightly together into a smooth line.

Her lips are of moderate thickness and are plump. Her upper lip is slightly upturned, with a round lip peak and a perfect curve. Even without lip balm, her lips are slightly red, like a peony bud about to bloom.

Li Ji looked at her deflated appearance and felt like there were fine grains of sand in his throat. He coughed twice, looked away and said.

"It's just a painting. I'll get it for you."

The expression on Bu Ji's face instantly changed from dark clouds to sunny days. He smiled with his eyes narrowed and looked up at him.

"I knew you were the best."

Li Ji was stunned for a moment, his thin lips moved twice, and his deep black eyes were filled with waves like the tide.

Bu Ji pulled his sleeve, treating him as a good brother, and spoke heroically.

"How can a person in the underworld go back on his word? The storybook praises you very highly."

"If I can't survive in the palace anymore, I'll have to rely on you, big brother."

Li Ji was pulled all the way to the small tree next to Donghua Gate. He didn't say a word, but occasionally glanced at the little hand pulling his sleeve.

Who would make it difficult for her to survive in the palace?

It was not enough for him to help her make money. Maybe he also wanted to promote her position so that she would feel she could survive.

嫔？

妃？

There must be a reason for rewarding before an edict can be issued.

Other concubines could be said to have benefited from their mother's family and were promoted or rewarded, but she really could not. The things that Bu Cong had done in the court were enough to cause her daughter to be demoted three levels in the harem.

As he was thinking, he heard Bu Ji exclaim. He pulled her behind him and his cold eyes became sharp.

The silver fan hidden in the sleeve was half exposed and held in the big palm. When the sunlight shone on it, it was full of murderous intent.

The guard at the door did not look at them. He looked at the woman hiding behind him in confusion.

Bu Ji pried his hands apart embarrassedly and said while standing beside him.

"It's just that it's past three in the afternoon. We're late."

I shouldn't have wasted time in the wasteland. I've been dragged until now and can't even get into the palace.

If she doesn't go back, the people in the palace will find out. She doesn't know if Li'er and Yanzhi can handle it.

It’s okay for other people, but if the Empress Dowager and Concubine Jia found out that she was missing, there would be a huge uproar.

She didn't want to be beaten with a stick or drink poison wine anymore.