The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

Miss Zhao made a big mistake and mistook the person sent by the He family in the capital to pick her up as a "family member" who came to her door to become her son.

However, with Zhou Zhixiang's support, now no one dares to laugh at her in front of her except the audience in the live broadcast room.

In the end, it was only after Fang's mother pulled Zhao Mianmian aside and gave her a long explanation that she found out who this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared was. He was actually a relative of her mother whom she had never met before!

Zhao Mianmian was very unfamiliar with the He family.

The ancestor of the Zhao family never mentioned the He family when he was alive. It was only when Chunyue let it slip that she knew her biological mother's surname in this life was He.

However, even though Zhao Mianmian knew that He Yunniang's surname was He, she did not associate her with the wealthy family far away in the capital.

You have to know that this was in feudal society, where parents' orders and matchmaker's words were important, as well as three books and six betrothal letters and formal marriages. Both men and women were extremely cautious about marriage.

The Xuchuan and Zhao family did have some wealth, but it was just a few houses and shops, which was something only people like Yaohe were interested in.

To the emperor, it is not even a drizzle.

Not to mention that there would be no one who would marry their carefully raised daughter to this remote place.

Zhao Mianmian didn't understand the twists and turns involved, but that didn't stop the He family from taking her to the capital.

In other words, Zhao Mianmian had no choice at all in this matter.

He An, holding the approval document from the Beijing Household Registration Office in his left hand and the release letter from the county magistrate of Xuchuan in his right hand, stood in the front hall of the Zhao family, giving Zhao Mianmian the illusion that he was going to tie the person up and take him back.

"My dear sister, it's not that your mother is cruel and wants to send you away! You are still young and can still have no worries about food and clothing, but as a girl, she will grow up and get married sooner or later..."

"The Zhao family can no longer protect you. When you grow up and reach the age of marriage, you will probably suffer a loss in your marriage. It is better for you to go to the capital as soon as possible. Maybe you can rely on the power of your grandfather and uncle, make plans early, and find a good family for yourself."

"Although we don't know when we will meet again, it has finally put Mom's mind at ease. Even if I let Mom close her eyes tomorrow, she will be able to explain to her ancestors in the underworld..."

Mother Fang packed Zhao Mianmian's things and sent her to the carriage. Before she left, she held her hand and cried.

Zhao Mianmian didn't know how to comfort her. She could only look at the old Zhao residence behind her with a confused look on her face, and then glanced at He An, who was standing beside the carriage with his eyes lowered and his hands hanging.

Finally, he silently put the lotus cake in his hand into Fang's mother's palm.

Zhao Mianmian didn’t know how sincere Fang’s mother was to her. She only knew that she had once again excited the live broadcast audience.

[Oh wow~ Where is the anchor going? ]

【The He family.】

[He family? Which He family? ? ]

[Her maternal grandparents are in the capital. I guess they are a powerful family, otherwise they wouldn't have gotten the host's release certificate so quickly.]

[Ah, then the anchor will have to rely on others, right? ]

[What kind of person are you living under? They are the host's own grandparents. If you go to your grandparents' house now, no one will say you are living under someone else's roof, right?! ]

[No, no, no, that was in ancient times, which is different from modern times. Her last name is Zhao, and the other party's last name is He. Besides, her grandfather had a son, right? According to seniority, she should call him uncle. Even if her uncle is willing to support her, what about her aunt? Is she really willing to support her for free? ?]

[Hey, hey, hey, I said it's you guys who are worrying about nothing! I just saw it. When the anchor left, Fang's mother stuffed a handful of banknotes into her little purse.]

[Since ancient times, money makes the world go round. The host is rich now, so even if he goes to the He family, he doesn’t have to look at other people’s faces.]

[Hehe, the one in front, how old are you this year? I like the way you look like you haven’t been beaten by society. ]

【? ? ? 】

[Do you know where the host went this time? It was the capital city, the capital city, the capital city!! What kind of place is the capital city? It is under the feet of the emperor. If you stand on the street, anyone you see is a royal relative. Even if she is rich, it doesn’t matter. If something goes wrong, no amount of money can save her life! ]

[Hey, don't be so pessimistic. We are here to help. We will give the anchor some advice. She will definitely be able to upgrade as soon as possible and finally escape from the ancient world! Don't worry about it.]

Zhao Mianmian twitched the corners of her mouth when she saw this barrage, and she held the small purse filled with silver bills in her arms and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

A pink comment immediately appeared on the public screen:

【Hehe, thank you in advance. 】

**

Zhao Mianmian was very honest along the way. No matter how the barrage of comments encouraged her, she followed Dong Zhu quietly and refused to leave.

Fortunately, the journey was smooth and she arrived in the capital safely.

The weather was not very good when Zhao Mianmian arrived in the suburbs of Beijing, and there were some raindrops floating in the air.

The raindrops fell to the ground intermittently, and in a short while, the road leading to the north gate was half wet.

Zhao Mianmian was dozing off in a corner hugging a cushion, when the carriage suddenly stopped with a creak, causing her to fall forward unexpectedly and almost fall on the hard floor.

Dong Zhu quickly grabbed the man by the waist. Before the master and servant could say anything, a loud male voice sounded outside the carriage.

"Hey, isn't this the He family's housekeeper? I haven't seen you for a while. Where have you been?"

Zhao Mianmian didn't know how to describe the man's voice. She just felt that the voice was long and powerful like a huge bell, and thought to herself that he might be another martial artist.

In a trance, He An had already replied:

"Long time no see, Master Wang is still so energetic! I just went to Xuchuan and just came back before entering the city. I happened to meet you, Master!"

He An's flattery was mixed with a hint of caution.

No one knew the identity of the visitor, but He An, the steward of the He family, was so cautious.

"Xu Chuan? Why did you go all the way to Xu Chuan?"

The other party did not leave after the greeting, but continued talking along the lines of what Butler He said, which made He An break out in a cold sweat on his back. For a moment, he didn't know whether to accept the call or not.

However, He An had been immersed in the circle of nobles in Kyoto for many years. He hesitated for a moment before making up his mind. He replied to Lord Wang ambiguously:

"My cousin is in Xuchuan. This time I went to Xuchuan specifically to pick her up and bring her to the capital for a short stay. Look, she has been walking for more than ten days and just arrived today. She hasn't even entered the mansion yet."

"Cousin? Yunniang got married in a hurry and there was no news after she left the capital. I didn't expect that she has already given birth to the child?"

The person who was talking to He An seemed to be very familiar with the He family, and he even mentioned the name of Zhao Mianmian's biological mother.

But there was no trace of sadness in his words, as if he was unaware that He Yunniang had passed away, leaving Zhao Mianmian alone in the world.

What surprised Zhao Mianmian even more was that He An had no intention of speaking out loud. Instead, he hummed and hawed and changed the subject. He chatted with the visitor for a few words and then ordered the coachman to spur the horses and continue driving towards the city gate.

The carriage was shaking and not moving very fast, but the girl in the carriage was no longer sleepy.

While no one was paying attention, Zhao Mianmian secretly lifted the car curtain and took a look in the direction behind the car.

The man who had spoken to He An earlier had already ridden his horse some distance out of the city, leaving only a vague back view to Zhao Mianmian.

The figure's back was strong and upright, and one could vaguely see a thick outer robe and a small gold-plated crown.

As he raised his hand to shout at the horse, a flash of silver flew up from the man's waist and disappeared into the dark hem of his clothes a moment later.

Zhao Mianmian took a deep breath when she saw the words on the token:

[Damn, why is it the Xuanlin Guard again! ]