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

Qiao Shinian took small steps to Wen Jiu. She was not as confident as she had been in the past, waiting for applause after the dance.

Looking at the eyes of the people around her, she knew that she used to only have to worry about her own life, but now she had to worry about her innocence.

"Wen Jiu, it's me who should go crazy, not you! I should have traveled through time to show you the crazy literature of modern people, but how come now I have to be cautious and worried about everything, and you have taken my place as the crazy one?!" Qiao Shinian spoke very quickly.

Seeing Qiao Shinian looking uneasy, Wen Jiu turned around and wanted to give her a reassuring smile, but he found that he couldn't do it.

The words just now dispelled Emperor Zhou's intention to take action against him, but it brought unnecessary trouble to Qiao Shinian.

He knew too well the dirty and ugly faces of these seemingly righteous gentlemen in private.

He was a little panicked and a little regretful.

Or maybe he didn't think it through enough.

Until the end of the banquet, Wen Jiu's brows were still furrowed as he was thinking of ways to make amends.

In the end, he could only clench his fists and take Qiao Shinian back to his tent. All of this was the result of his uselessness. All of this was the consequence of his incompetence.

Power!

Wen Jiu stared at the clothes on Qiao Shinian and asked, "Sister, where did you get the dance clothes?"

The exquisite fiery red dance costume was not something you could get easily. The gemstones and gold pieces on it were obviously worth a lot of money. The moment he asked, he realized that he was really stupid. Why did he need to ask about such an obvious costume?

Apart from that show-off, who else would have so many gems inlaid on clothes?

Qiao Shinian pushed Wen Jiu outside, changed his clothes, and then pulled him back into the tent.

She originally wanted to ask Wen Jiu if he asked Chunxue to persuade her to step forward, but even Emperor Zhou finally pointed to her to step forward on Wen Jiu's behalf. Who could make the emperor change his decision?

Qiao Shinian always felt that everything that happened tonight was too coincidental.

Could it be that they have been comfortable for too long, and Shijie felt that the hero had been spoiled by her? So she wanted to motivate Wen Jiu to take action? So she gave Haruyuki a hint?

Qiao Shinian felt that he was making up a fantasy plot and quickly gave up the idea.

"Sister, you might be in danger in the future." Wen Jiu squatted in front of Qiao Shinian, with deep self-blame in his eyes.

The resentment that Qiao Shinian originally had in his heart dissipated a little after seeing Wen Jiu's expression, "I know, so I have to be stronger. Wen Jiu, you have to work harder than me. What happened today may just be the beginning."

Qiao Shinian was no longer as gentle as before. Her eyes revealed determination: "Wen Jiu, you must bring order to this world! If I am threatened, someone can handle it! Don't be afraid of the powerful and make the decision for me!" Qiao Shinian decided to leave something behind in this era.

At least, she didn't say it was for others, at least she needed a sense of security, and this era couldn't give her any sense of security. So, she and Wen Jiu worked together to create a world where people could feel safe.

Thinking of this, Qiao Shinian's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had found what she wanted to do!

She wants to establish order for this era! Then, first of all, she must follow Wen Jiu to unify all the countries of this era!

Wen Jiu watched Qiao Shinian's eyes gradually change, and he gave her a bright smile: "Okay, sister, let's work hard together.

On the road to ideals, bloodshed and sacrifice are necessary.

If you are afraid, I will come. But you cannot stop me! "

Qiao Shinian also smiled and nodded, "For the ideal!"

As a person grows, at some point, he or she develops a second goal, which is to survive in this world. She wants an existence that can protect the weak and truly rule for the people.

Tonight, someone is destined to be unable to sleep, one contradiction, one surprise.

No one could have imagined that an abandoned prince would have such a stunning maid by his side, with her graceful figure, powerful, unrestrained and free dance, and strange and sad music.

It is very novel and has caused many people to recreate the scene in their dreams.

There are those who admire, those who love, and those who despise. There are thousands of people, each one is different.

The wind blew through the treetops, and the chirping of insects at night was faintly visible among the orderly patrol steps.

The tent is filled with the scent of grass and nature.

Mu Qinglan clenched her fists. She never thought that the sword dance she had practiced for months would be defeated by a maid. When she saw Mu Qingchen's eyes fall on Qiao Shinian, her heart skipped a beat.

She hated everyone who wanted to seduce Mu Qingchen. She had liked Mu Qingchen since she was thirteen years old and had been waiting for him, waiting until she became an older leftover woman, causing many young ladies and young men from aristocratic families to talk about her behind her back.

She has always believed that as long as she is good enough, Mu Qingchen will see her and win his heart.

But tonight, Mu Qingchen didn't watch her dance much, and was as cold as before.

But why did he go to see the maid?

Mu Qinglan clenched her fists. She couldn’t wait any longer.

By July, she will be nineteen, and I'm afraid more people will laugh at her for overestimating her abilities.

"Princess, did you see that? A maidservant dared to steal the limelight from Princess Ping'an." In a tent that was much better equipped than Wen Jiu and the others, a maidservant was changing clothes for Princess You'an Mu Siyao.

Mu Siyao smiled slightly and looked up at Biwei, "But it's really wonderful, isn't it? I like it very much. If possible, I would like to ask her to teach me."

"Princess!" Cuiwei spoke quickly, nervously looking at the door, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the night watchman far away, lowering her voice and saying, "You can't have such thoughts. Have you forgotten that Princess Yu'an and that girl don't get along? If I hadn't stopped you, you would have wanted to go to her to find medicine."

After hearing this, Mu Siyao regained her dignified and elegant demeanor, but with a bitter smile on her lips.

Living under someone else's roof, with only his grandmother to protect him, he seemed noble, but in fact he dared not make any mistakes.

That's why she liked Qiao Shinian's dance, which was free, bold and passionate. She could see that Qiao Shinian was no worse than her, at least in terms of family background, she was no worse than the children of the princes and nobles. Where did she come from?

Where could a girl like her be cultivated? Confident and proud, gentle and kind, innocent and bold?

She heard her singing songs for the humble musicians.

She had seen those self-proclaimed gentlemen write about the difficulties and hardships of the poor, the bustle and life among the common people, and the sadness and suffering of prostitutes.

But then, those so-called gentlemen stepped on the heads of the people he wrote about, and did the things of the powerful in the name of mercy.

Curiosity flashed in Mu Siyao's eyes. She could see the calculation and guilt clearly written on Qiao Shinian's face. She could see that the prince was doting on Qiao Shinian and acting in front of her. Maybe it wasn't acting, but the helpless expression betrayed his thoughts.

She was indeed lonely, but she could not help them because she could hardly protect herself. She only hoped that by being with her grandmother, she would marry a man in the future who would make her feel a little better.