After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Qi Linglang and the others should have been washing up. Wen Zhimiao sat on a stool by the window, lazily leaning against the window, looking at the scenery in the yard.

"This small town is actually quite suitable for retirement living." Wen Zhimiao suddenly said.

Shi Wanyue thought for a moment and refuted her: "Maybe it's not suitable. Miaomiao doesn't like rainy days. It rains a lot in the south during spring and summer, and everything is wet. It's not convenient to ride a horse or go out hunting."

Wen Zhimiao thought of his previous life, which was in such a rainy southern region. As soon as the rainy season came, the quilts in the orphanage seemed to be wet.

She really didn't like it.

"Sister is right, but we can come and play when the time is right." Wen Zhimiao said with a smile.

Shi Wanyue raised her lips and said, "That's right. Let's play again when we are free in the future?"

Wen Zhimiao nodded vigorously: "I'm coming."

"Sister, have you ever thought about what you would like to do if you don't serve as an official in the court?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Wanyue shook her head slightly: "I have never thought about it."

"Why?" Wen Zhimiao tilted his head and looked at her in confusion.

Shi Wanyue met her gaze and looked at the girl opposite. Her hair was not completely dry and was still a little wet. Her shirt was loose and she looked lazy, but not sloppy and unkempt.

She was completely different from the usual refined and noble image of a little prince, and had a bit more of the innocence of a young girl.

"No reason, because I have wanted to be an official since I was a child. If I do nothing..." Shi Wanyue smiled: "It seems that I will let down my mother and teachers' teachings."

There are not many people in this world who can read. Mothers and teachers teach their children what they have learned throughout their lives, and they always hope that this knowledge and ideas can be passed on, or that they can do something for the world after they have learned it.

What's more, Shi Wanyue seemed to have determined since childhood that Wen Zhimiao would definitely inherit the throne. If you think about it carefully, she seemed to have never thought of other possibilities.

Even though Wen Zhimiao always said that she didn't want to be the Crown Princess, Shi Wanyue always felt that she would do so based on what she did.

Never really thought about it.

Wen Zhimiao touched his chin and said, "I've thought about it, but I haven't figured it out. If I don't enter the court, I don't know what to do. I don't seem to like traveling, at least not as much as Linglang and Shushu. If I play badly, it's mainly because there's nothing fun to do."

If there were games from the future, she would be willing to play them every day and go out for a trip occasionally.

There must always be something to do and a goal, only then will Wen Zhimiao feel that he is truly alive.

That's why Yun Zhou always said that her tanking was just talk to deceive others.

She had to make money in her previous life, but she doesn’t need to make money in this life. She can be very free and easy without doing anything.

But Wen Zhimiao felt that maybe she was born to be a hard worker, just like Yun Zhou, and could not enjoy these things with peace of mind.

She was like this in her previous life. Even though her life was just average, she just couldn't stand seeing people who were worse off than herself.

"Let's not talk about that. Let's play chess, sister?"

"Okay." Shi Wanyue nodded slightly.

Wen Zhimiao took out her chess set and started playing together.

After playing two games of chess, Wen Zhimiao's hair was almost dry.

Wen Zhimiao said he was sleepy, so the two of them put away the chessboard and packed their luggage.

This is to prevent some ignorant people from coming in at night and knocking over her things. She treasures her things very much!

Wen Zhimiao still slept on the inside, and Shi Wanyue slept on the outside.

Looking at the person who fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, Shi Wanyue did not know whether to laugh or cry.

I kind of envy her sleep quality.

Shi Wanyue felt the person next to her hugging her again while she was in a daze.

She reached out and hugged Wen Zhimiao, but the sleeper became more and more demanding and even put one leg on her.

Shi Wanyue couldn't take care of her anymore. She felt sleepy and slowly fell asleep.

Wen Zhimiao didn't wake up until midnight when he heard the sound of fighting outside.

Shi Wanyue also turned over instantly and gave her Wen Zhimiao's coat.

Wen Zhimiao put on her clothes slowly and tied her hair loosely with a headband.

Shi Wanyue lit the lamp, and Wen Zhimiao held the sword in his hand. He was not in a hurry to go out, but sat down slowly and poured himself a cup of tea.

It looks like the assassin outside hasn't found his target yet.

The guards in the post station were also resisting the killers.

Wen Zhimiao took a sip of tea and said, "There are quite a lot of people here. It's a huge investment."

Shi Wanyue's short sword was also at hand: "This post station is very Tibetan. The border town is not well guarded, and it just so happens that the Southern Kingdom requested assistance and transferred some people to provide disaster relief."

"The timing on the ship was the best, but I didn't expect you to be so cautious and failed. This is the last chance. Once you enter Nanshao City, there will be fewer chances. If I want to kill you again, I can only wait until you leave Nanshao City. But when you leave Nanshao City, the South Country may no longer be the South Country it is now."

Shi Wanyue said lightly.

"Then let's see who wins tonight." Wen Zhimiao's eyes were slightly cold.

The two were sitting there, drinking tea, when the door was suddenly kicked open.

Two men in black suddenly rushed in.

"it's here."

Wen Zhimiao sighed and said, "It took so long to find them after lying in ambush. Isn't that a bit stupid?"

The man in black raised his knife and was about to swing it at Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue.

"Protect His Highness." Chu Qiu appeared at the door and blocked the two men.

Other guards and assassins also flocked over.

Wen Zhimiao looked at the two people rushing in from the window and sighed.

He hooked his toes on the long sword on the stool next to him and grasped the hilt.

He cut the opponent's throat with a backhand move.

Blood spurted out instantly, and Wen Zhimiao dodged it by slightly turning sideways.

These killers were all very skilled, but they didn't expect that Wen Zhimiao's skills were even better than theirs.

He looked harmless, but he showed no mercy when killing people.

Shi Wanyue is slightly inferior to Wen Zhimiao and not as decisive.

After Wen Zhimiao dealt with one person, several more killers came in through the window.

Shi Wanyue fought with the killer for a while, then stabbed the killer in the heart with a sword.

Then he immediately returned to Wen Zhimiao.

As more and more killers came in, the battle became more and more chaotic.

Chu Qiu protected the two of them: "Your Highness, go out first and change rooms."

"Okay." Wen Zhimiao agreed decisively.

Chu Qiu helped to clear the way, Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue followed closely behind, and the other guards protected them.

"The city defenders haven't come yet." Shi Wanyue said.

"He won't come. There's no rush." ​​Wen Zhimiao held Shi Wanyue's hand and fought and retreated, with some blood already stained on his body.

Under Chu Qiu's cover, the two entered a room whose doors and windows had not been damaged.

But I didn't expect that when I entered, the girl who came back with me tonight was also there. She was huddled on the bed, shivering, with blood all over her face.