The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

He Shiyun never expected that Zhao Mianmian would be involved with Xie Chen, although everything was speculation.

In fact, the two words "Xie Chen" alone are not enough to make He Shiyun afraid, but when Xie Chen is mentioned, people can't help but think of another person——

Xiao Haizhou.

The current Taifu who holds great power and controls the government of Tianying, Xiao Haizhou.

When the previous emperor passed away, the eight-year-old prince ascended the throne. Xiao Haizhou took advantage of the situation and became the regent tutor, second only to the emperor.

In fact, given the status of Empress Dowager Xiao and the power of the Xiao family in the court, there was nothing wrong in letting Xiao Haizhou supervise the country in the name of Taifu.

However, since Xiao Haizhou came to power, he has often used the banner of eliminating dissidents and used the Xuanlin Guard to eliminate dissidents, causing the old ministers left in the court to complain bitterly.

They originally thought that Xiao Haizhou was just a puppet like the little emperor, but now it seems that it is not unreasonable to say that Xiao Haizhou has the intention to usurp the throne.

The situation in the court was complicated, and one move could affect the entire body. He Shiyun couldn't figure out Xie Chen's purpose of interfering in the Zhao family's affairs for a while.

I can only secretly speculate whether my little cousin Zhao Mianmian, who has a miserable life, has a questionable identity or is suspected of being a strange person? ?

As soon as a thought arises, the wind blows and the grass and trees become enemies.

He Shiyun decided to try it himself.

**

It is said that after Zhao Mianmian returned to Linlan Courtyard after seeing Dawu, she spent a long time acting like she didn't care about anything happening outside the window. No matter how the barrage of comments threatened or tempted her, she would never set foot in Linshen Courtyard again.

Zhao Mianmian: [Don’t go too far, I have my limits too~]

Barrage:

[Bottom line, what is your bottom line? The bottom line of IQ, the bottom line of height, or the bottom line of appetite? ]

[Anchor, haven’t you heard the saying that fortune and honor are achieved through risk?

Look at you, you are only 3 points away from upgrading. If you go to Linshenyuan again, we will give you another wave of rewards, and you can easily upgrade to level in less than half a day.

When the time comes, upgrade to level 3 and unlock new abilities. Wouldn't it be great to have an extra skill to save your life? 】

Zhao Mianmian narrowed her eyes when she heard that and hesitated for a second.

In the end, she covered herself with the quilt and turned off the TV:

【don't want. 】

【goodbye. 】

However, as soon as Zhao Mianmian took a nap, she broke out in cold sweats and felt like she was losing six of her seven souls.

Zhao Mianmian dreamed that she was captured by the He family and personally delivered to Xie Chen as a stranger.

Without further ado, Xie Chen ordered his Xuanlin Guards to light a fire and burn her to death.

When Xie Chen was lighting the fire, someone said in the darkness, "Those who are not from our tribe must have different hearts and should be killed."

The voice was calm, but the ending tone was slightly raised with a hint of teasing, but it suddenly scared Zhao Mianmian awake.

After Zhao Mianmian woke up in shock, she wiped the sweat from her face with a look of fear.

She slipped out of bed, ran to the outer room, and drank a large glass of cold water before she felt she had escaped from the nightmare.

Dong Zhu happened to come back from outside with something in his hand. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Zhao Mian Mian barefoot, looking as if he had seen a ghost. He quickly carried the person to sit on the low couch, and while comforting him, he asked carefully:

"Sister Mian, what happened?"

Of course Zhao Mianmian couldn't tell Dong Zhu that she dreamed of being burned to death by the Xuanlin Guards. She could only grit her teeth and finally stammered out five words:

"I dreamed about my grandfather."

Dong Zhu was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Ever since she came to the He family, she and Sister Mian had a tacit understanding and never mentioned the people and things they had met in the Zhao family before.

Firstly, Sister Mian is young and has a hard time remembering things, so she may not remember every little detail from the past.

Secondly, my sister will be living in my grandparents' home in the future. It's okay to mention the Zhao family's ancestor in front of her, but if she often mentions it in front of the He family and it gets to the old lady's ears, it will inevitably make people feel disheartened.

Dong Zhu thought that after so much time had passed, Sister Mian had long forgotten the ancestor who loved her.

I never thought that today, my sister, who rarely dreams, actually said that she dreamed of her ancestor.

How can it not make people sigh!

Dong Zhu's eyes suddenly turned red, and she hugged Zhao Mianmian tightly, choking for a long time.

In the end, he just sighed and said nothing.

Zhao Mianmian slowed down and took two bites of the snacks that Dong Zhu brought from the kitchen.

The scene of being caught in the dream was still vivid in her mind. She was still frightened. Even her favorite snacks had lost their flavor and tasted like chewing wax in her mouth.

Just as the audience in the live broadcast room received the reminder of the start of the broadcast and came online in twos and threes, Zhao Mianmian suddenly asked in the barrage:

[Is that big crow really valuable? ]

The audience in the live broadcast room thought she was still asleep and left question marks on the screen:

【? ? ? 】

[Anchor, you slept, not died, how come you suddenly became enlightened? ]

[Besides, when did we say that Dawu was valuable? We just said that it was a rare medicinal herb and was hard to come by.]

Rare.

rare.

That's what's valuable.

This damn system can exchange all valuable things into gold coins. As long as she saves enough gold coins, she can leave the system world as soon as possible.

Once you leave the system world, you don't have to worry about your identity being exposed and burned to death one day.

Zhao Mianmian thought about the dream she had just had, and then thought about He Shiyun's dislike for her, and suddenly she had a new idea.

She slid down the couch with her butt sticking out and ran towards the inner room without looking around.

Dong Zhu didn't know what she was going to do, and after a cry of "ouch", he hurriedly followed.

When she lifted the curtain and entered the inner room, Zhao Mianmian was standing on a stool, digging out her sewing basket and placing it on the table by the window.

Zhao Mianmian found a charcoal pencil for outlining in Dongzhu's sewing basket, and then found a piece of white cloth for outlining. In the sunlight, she drew crookedly on the white cloth...

A grass with three leaves.

If that thing is called grass.

After Zhao Mianmian finished drawing the grass, she handed the needlework basket and the piece of white cloth to Dong Zhu and looked at her hesitantly:

"Sister Dongzhu, please embroider a bag for me."

Dong Zhu twitched the corners of his mouth, picked up the pattern Zhao Mianmian had drawn, and confirmed with her: "Sister Mian, do you want me to embroider this pattern on the purse?"

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Mianmian nodded seriously, picked up a roll of pitch-black thread from the sewing basket, and stuffed it into the confused Dong Zhu's hands:

"It has to be dark~"

The commentators didn't know what Zhao Mianmian was going to do, they just couldn't wait to laugh at her:

[To be honest, if you sprinkle some rice on that cloth, chickens will peck at it better than you.]

[Host, please don't make things difficult for your maid. Even if you can draw it, she can't embroider something so bad! ]

[Hehe, you are the only one who is spoiled by Dongzhu. If it were us, we would probably embroider that pattern into a talisman and stick it directly on your forehead! ! ]

Zhao Mianmian rolled her eyes and was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, but she had no time to deal with the fans in the live broadcast room at this moment. She was only concerned with dispelling Dong Zhu's doubts:

"Grandpa said that this grass can keep you safe."

The ancestor of the Zhao family passed away a few months ago. How could he tell Sister Mian all these nonsense?

Sister Mian is so young, but she not only remembers the appearance of the "grass", but can also draw it with a pen. It is obvious that the ancestor told her in a dream.

Dongzhu is not very old, and has never encountered such a "dream" thing.

But she thought it was better to believe it than not, what if it was really the ancestors in heaven blessing our sister Mian? So she nodded decisively, took the black embroidery thread, and started embroidering on the purse she had made earlier.

Dong Zhu was clever and deft. After taking a look at the pattern "painted" by Zhao Mianmian, she took the initiative to split the black embroidery thread at hand into two, and then twisted one dark green thread and one gray silver thread into them. Then she used Ceylon embroidery needlework to embroider the leaves and leaf roots respectively.

After a while, a vivid "Big Crow" appeared in front of the audience in the live broadcast room.