Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

"Sir, I'm really sorry. My sister has never seen the prosperity of the capital. She stepped on your shoes out of control. Please don't take it to heart." Wen Jiu clasped his fists and bowed.

Qiao Shinian immediately looked at the man in brocade clothes and said pitifully, "I'm such a lovely and fragile person, you won't have the heart to scare me, right? Please, forgive me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you are a magnanimous person, please don't hold it against me, please, please."

Lu Ping looked at Qiao Shinian in amazement. He saw that Qiao Shinian seemed to be on the verge of quarreling with others just a second ago, but he didn't expect that he would immediately bow his head and apologize.

Wen Jiu didn't expect Qiao Shinian to bow his head and apologize immediately. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Shinian admitted his mistake and apologized.

"Oh! You are quite talkative, aren't you? You made me sound like a bully who wanted to bully a weak woman like you."

"How could that be possible? This young man is obviously kind-hearted, has a gentle face, is handsome, and is so majestic and domineering. How could he do such a thing to oppress the common people? You look so upright, so you must be a good man who is willing to help others when he sees injustice." Qiao Shinian kept talking.

"Alright, I won't bother with you anymore."

"Thank you, thank you. May good people live a peaceful life." Qiao Shinian thanked him repeatedly.

"What's your name?"

"Qiao Shinian, what about you?" After Qiao Shinian said this, he wished he could sew his mouth shut. Damn habit.

"Wen Wenshan."

"Oh." Qiao Shinian held back the words 'Hello, nice to meet you.'

Wen Wenshan glanced at Qiao Shinian again, turned to look at Lu Ping, then shrugged and walked away.

After everyone left, Qiao Shinian finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Wen Jiu with a sad face and said, "Sure enough, it's very dangerous here! This guy is not polite at all. Let's not watch anymore and go back to the inn."

"Sister." Wen Jiu took Qiao Shinian's hand, wanting to comfort her but not knowing what to say.

The bustling crowd seemed to have been automatically separated by Qiao Shinian. She looked at the crowd and had different thoughts in her mind. She really couldn't be happy here without power or influence.

She couldn't get angry again, she didn't dare to gamble, she didn't dare to gamble with her life.

She still wanted to go back immediately, even if she died, she would rather die in that stable and equal world.

Because Wen Jiu hadn't met his emperor father yet, he didn't dare to say that he stepped on you with confidence. Why was he so petty? He had to apologize for the trouble she had caused.

that power

This is the main theme of this era. People without rights have to be cautious even when they are happy.

For a moment, Qiao Shinian felt that he seemed to have become more mature, and the laughter and giggles seemed to be moving away from him.

"Sister, please stay with me until you go back. I will protect you, I swear!" When they reached the door of the inn, Wen Jiu suddenly squeezed Qiao Shinian's hand. He thought a lot during the silence along the way.

He wanted this magical girl to stay by his side. It seemed that he was only familiar with her and he didn't want to live here alone.

Qiao Shinian stopped and looked at Wen Jiu. He still had the same handsome face, and his hair was no longer yellow. She looked at him as if she was seeing something in miniature.

"I actually like this kind of bustling and lively scene." Qiao Shinian forced a smile, and then said: "But, judging from what happened just now, I really hate you guys. I hate anything that can cost me my life if I don't pay attention. Here, human life really doesn't matter."

The inn was surprisingly quiet. When they walked in, Qiao Shinian's legs went weak. If she hadn't held onto Wen Jiu's shoulders, she would have knelt down on the spot.

There were dozens of people in the inn wearing uniform and carrying knives. The most prominent person sitting there should be the leader of the gang. He looked at the two people who came in and saw that the innkeeper was standing in front of this person.

"Sir, it's them." The shopkeeper pointed at Qiao Shinian and said tremblingly.

Qiao Shinian's first reaction was that Wen Wenshan would send someone to take her away. She stared blankly at the person in front of her who looked like the leader of some mysterious force getting closer and closer.

"I was the one who stepped on him, and I was also the one who was sarcastic to him. It has nothing to do with this child." She pulled Wen Jiu behind her and looked at the person in front of her who gave her a sense of oppression with red eyes.

To be honest, she was so scared!

She wanted to go home.

"Are you... the Thirteenth Prince?" a hoarse questioning voice asked.

Qiao Shinian was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that this person was not looking for him, but for Wen Jiu.

"Yes. My mother is dead, and now I am back alone." Wen Jiu walked out and stood in front of Qiao Shinian, staring into the eyes of this middle-aged man who made people feel very uncomfortable.

The middle-aged man took out the jade pendant and waved it in front of Wen Jiu, and asked, "Is this what you asked someone to give to me this afternoon?"

"Yes, there is another jade pendant that I gave to Li Changshi's shop." Wen Jiu still held Qiao Shinian's hand, with some nervousness in his tone: "If you are not sure, you can take me to see the emperor, he will recognize me."

"You do look somewhat like Imperial Concubine Mu Qing, and also like His Majesty, so please wait a moment, there will be results tomorrow. My people will guard you tonight, and you can go to see His Majesty with me when the results come out tomorrow." The middle-aged man politely gestured for them to go upstairs and rest first.

Their status changed suddenly, and they no longer stayed in the lower-middle-level rooms, but in the best rooms in the entire inn, one for each person.

"Sister, you are still unhappy about what happened tonight." After Qiao Shinian washed Wen Jiu's hair, she tried to dry his hair.

Wen Jiu's hair is a little curly, making him look like a doll with big waves. He has to dry his hair carefully every time after washing it, otherwise his hair will explode.

"I feel that my mission has been completed perfectly. Maybe after you see your father tomorrow, you will live a happy life, and I will be free from the trouble of time travel and live a normal life. How can I not be happy!" Qiao Shinian said, and braided a pigtail for Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu was silent for a long time before he said, "Really? You won't come again? Even if I need you very much in the future."

"I think it's probably true. The analysis that Tiantian and Xiaobai gave me is still very reliable." Qiao Shinian shrugged. "After I go back, should I still go and grab the bride? I don't think I can leave Brother Shunian that much."

Qiao Shinian has adjusted his mindset. As for the royal family, aristocratic power, etc., there will be no more contact after she stops coming.

Now, she has to think about her unrequited love and the upcoming school. She is already a junior, and she still hasn't decided what to do in the future. Others have clear life goals, but her goals are just short-lived.

I wanted to be a painter, but after my second year of high school, I didn’t like painting that much anymore, so I signed up for dance in college.

However, since her mother likes dancing, she thought it was good. But now she is about to enter her junior year, and she is not so fond of dancing anymore.

After she finished her shower and washed her hair, she lay aside and waited for Wen Jiu to dry her hair. She crossed her legs and said, "What a wonderful trip, Wen Jiu. Let's say goodbye tomorrow. You have been protecting me for so long, I should thank you very much. There is nothing I can do to help you, alas."

"After you return to your roots tomorrow, we will have connections in the capital. We won't be afraid of trouble, hehe, that's good." Qiao Shinian muttered for a long time before realizing that Wen Jiu didn't say anything.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Sister, when I think about it, I feel a little uncomfortable living here alone in the future." Wen fiddled with Qiao Shinian's hair on the incense burner and lowered his head.