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

Duan Jiling didn't recover so quickly after taking the medicine. She held Shi Wanyue's hand and crushed the blood she spat out into the mud.

"Sister Wanyue, you go back. I'll go back by myself for a while." Duan Jiling Qingcheng said.

Shi Wanyue held her hand, which was very cold, even icy cold.

"It's okay. It's okay if I don't go back. Miaomiao is worried about you too. How can we be at ease if you are alone? I will go back with you to add some clothes and have someone light a charcoal fire inside."

Duan Jiling looked at her, then smiled sweetly: "Sister Wanyue, it's great to meet you."

"What's the big deal?" She helped Duan Jiling back to the tent.

Shi Wanyue helped Duan Jiling back and ordered someone to light a charcoal fire for her. Duan Jiling was next to the charcoal fire, and Shi Wanyue was a little further away.

"Sister Wanyue, if it's hot, just go out first. It's okay."

Shi Wanyue couldn't bear to leave her alone, so she stayed inside with her.

Seeing that she didn't leave, Duan Jiling stopped talking. She huddled in front of the brazier, and after a moment of daze, she suddenly looked at Shi Wanyue: "Sister Wanyue, if you were me, and you had someone you really liked, would you tell her?"

"If she doesn't like me, she won't say it. If she likes me too, then she will say it." Shi Wanyue answered without hesitation.

"Why?" Duan Jiling tilted his head and looked at her.

Shi Wanyue chuckled: "When Lingling first liked Miaomiao, why did she just say it directly?"

Duan Jiling was a little embarrassed: "That's not true love, Sister Wanyue, please don't misunderstand, it's my fault, I'm sorry."

"I know, I'm just curious why you could say it directly at that time, but you don't dare to say it now?" Shi Wanyue was just curious about this.

"Because you don't like it that much, so you can just think about your own thoughts? And at that time, you didn't think that you could only live for such a short time." Duan Jiling answered Shi Wanyue honestly.

Shi Wanyue drank her tea and thought carefully about her words: "That makes sense."

"For me, if the other person doesn't like me, there's no need for me to say it out loud and cause trouble for them. If the other person likes me, then maybe it would be a pity for her if she doesn't say it. Maybe she also wants to know whether I like her or not?"

"So that's how it is." Duan Jiling looked at the jumping flames thoughtfully.

Finally, he said to Shi Wanyue seriously: "Then..."

"If I have a chance, I will tell her." Duan Jiling looked at Shi Wanyue with a smile.

"Is that person Tongtong?" Shi Wanyue asked softly.

Duan Jiling's face turned a little redder, and she looked a little shy at the moment.

She nodded gently: "Yeah."

"After you left, she would always come to see me whenever she was free. I've never seen such a childish person, even more childish than A-Yao..."

Duan Jiling slowly talked about some things between her and Bian Ruitong, which were actually nothing more than some things about companionship and playing together.

Many times, Duan Jiling felt that his thinking was different from that of normal people, but he didn't know why Bian Ruitong could connect with him. It was quite magical.

Shi Wanyue was inside with Duan Jiling, while Wen Zhimiao and He Yuanyao were still outside. The banquet had not yet ended, and she was inevitably feeling a little bored sitting there alone.

Just when she was bored, someone suddenly came and asked to see Wen Zhimiao.

Wen Zhimiao didn't think the man looked familiar, and he couldn't remember whose family he was from. But his eyes didn't look very pleasing.

He kept saying that he had something important to tell the prince, so Wen Zhimiao met him out of curiosity, thinking that he had something very important to tell.

It turned out that they were talking about Shi Wanyue and Duan Jiling, and said that the two were pulling each other in an ambiguous manner behind the tent, and now they even entered the tent together.

Wen Zhimiao glanced at her lazily: "So what? What do you want to say? My sweetheart and my good friend are colluding with each other?"

The man listened to Wen Zhimiao's words and wanted to respond, but for some reason he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Your Highness, I..."

"is not what it means?"

"Your Highness, don't you want to go and take a look?" the man still said bravely.

"Well, of course you can. If it's true, what reward do you want?" Wen Zhimiao asked curiously.

"I just want to enter the East Palace and work for the prince." The man immediately showed joy.

"Yes, what's your name?" Wen Zhimiao asked casually.

"Your Highness, my name is Xue Zhi, and I am the nephew of Minister Xue."

"Oh, Xue Nian's nephew, I haven't heard of him. Has he ever participated in the imperial examination?" Wen Zhimiao indeed had never heard of him.

“I have participated, but this is my first time participating this year.”

[Xue Zhi, why not call him a retard?] Wen Zhimiao shook his head. He was indeed a very stupid person.

Su Qingluo heard Wen Zhimiao's complaints and looked over to her. She saw a man in front of her and no one knew what he was saying.

"Let's go and take a look." Wen Zhimiao stood up and asked him to lead the way.

Wen Zhimiao suddenly came in when Shi Wanyue and Duan Jiling were chatting.

The two of them looked at her subconsciously. Shi Wanyue saw the person behind her and looked at him with a questioning look.

Wen Zhimiao looked at Duan Jiling: "Is Lingling feeling better?"

"Your Highness, I'm much better now." In the presence of outsiders, Duan Jiling still called her by her respectful title.

"That's good."

Wen Zhimiao turned to look at Xue Zhi: "Is this what you said, that my lover and my best friend were having an affair?"

"Mr. Xue, before you report someone, you must first have enough evidence, don't you understand?" Wen Zhimiao sneered.

"Since this is your first offense, I'll reduce the sentence by half to ten strokes of the cane for the crime of false accusation." Wen Zhimiao raised his hand slightly and ordered someone to take him out.

Since he had come in, Wen Zhimiao decided not to leave, and asked Chu An to go out and tell Su Qingluo and He Yuanyao that he would not return to the banquet.

It’s almost time now, so it doesn’t matter whether I go or not.

Wen Zhimiao sat down and shook his head: "You want to rise to the top by reporting this kind of thing."

Shi Wanyue laughed: "But for ordinary people, this is indeed a good idea."

"Indeed, it's a pity that he is unlucky." Wen Zhimiao shrugged. She was unlucky and not sure whether it was true or not, so what did it have to do with her?

Duan Jiling winked at Wen Zhimiao: "Fortunately, I can't do anything in this state."

Shi Wanyue chuckled: "If you weren't like this, there wouldn't be such a misunderstanding. For some people, holding hands is ambiguous. There's nothing I can do about it. It has nothing to do with you."

"I hope you don't blame me."

Wen Zhimiao sat next to Shi Wanyue and said, "Why should you blame me for this? You can't even pass the imperial examination, but you just want to take shortcuts like this. If I don't report you today, I will report others tomorrow."

Wen Zhimiao really looked down upon such people.