I traveled through time with my best friend.

Looking at the blood on Jiang Xue's shoulder, he whispered, "Can you still hold on?"

Jiang Xue nodded, "Well, let's go out."

Wenchuan carried Wang Ziyan, who was not yet awake, on his back, Lin Yiyi supported Jiang Xue, Pei Zhijin walked in front, and the group walked out of the dark room.

As soon as I went out, I saw Aru lying on the ground, and He Zhizhou fell beside Aru.

Pei Zhijin quickly walked to He Zhizhou's side and frowned, "What happened?"

He Zhizhou held on to his last breath, grabbed Pei Zhijin's arm and said, "Yes... yes Yu'er... please... bury us... together, thank you... for your help."

After saying this with difficulty, He Zhizhou grabbed Pei Zhijin's arm and let it fall, then closed his eyes.

Jiang Xue and Pei Zhijin looked at each other and knew that the matter was not over yet. It was a pity for He Zhizhou that he had just saved his wife, but then they both died again.

Inside the palace.

After the Queen Mother heard Su Yun's report about Anren County, her face became solemn, and then she said angrily: "Humph, this He Zhizhou is really useless, he deserves to die."

"Queen Mother, those silver pieces..."

The Queen Mother glanced over with a sharp gaze and said, "Send some people over there to get the silver back. No one has been able to take away what I have set my eyes on."

"Yes."

Anren County.

Jiang Xue had to stay in the inn to recuperate because of her injury. Zhu Feng was no longer in danger, so Pei Zhijin went to deal with the rest.

In the guest room.

Jiang Xue and Lin Yiyi sat around the table, discussing what to do next.

Thinking of the five days that King Cheng gave her to retrieve Prince Yan's things, Jiang Xue felt a headache and unconsciously held her forehead.

Lin Yiyi looked at Jiang Xue's sad face, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Xue, saying: "Xue'er, why are you so worried?"

Jiang Xue looked over, sighed, and told Yiyi about her meeting Cheng Wang here.

After hearing this, Lin Yiyi began to think, "I think I've seen the picture that King Cheng mentioned on Prince Yan."

"Have you seen it?" Jiang Xue asked excitedly, "What kind of picture is it?"

Lin Yiyi recalled: "It was just... a very ordinary landscape painting. What did King Cheng want that painting for?"

Jiang Xue shook her head and said, "No, if it's just an ordinary map, why would Prince Yan carry it with him, and why would King Cheng have to have it?"

Lin Yiyi nodded, "What you said makes sense, but I think Prince Yan treasures that picture very much, how are you going to get it?"

"Outsmart it."

Lin Yiyi then asked: "After you take it, do you really want to give it to King Cheng?"

"Give it to him?" Jiang Xue raised the corners of her mouth wickedly. "Humph, now that the painting is in my hands, he will never see it again in his life."

Lin Yiyi's lips suddenly curled up. Xue'er was going to attack Cheng Wang. That's right. This man had tormented Xue'er time and again. If she didn't attack him, she wouldn't be Jiang Xue.

"Yiyi, I will start tomorrow. After I get the painting, we will go to Anzhou first."

Lin Yiyi nodded, "Okay, then what do I need to do?"

"Don't do anything, just wait for my news."

Noon the next day.

Jiang Xue carried the freshly cooked porridge and walked towards Prince Yan's guest room.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, it opened from the inside. Wang Ziyan was wearing a white dress, with her hair half loose and a simple and elegant hair crown.

Seeing Jiang Xue standing at the door of his room with something in her hand, the two looked at each other. Wang Ziyan immediately stepped back and asked warily: "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Xue looked at Wang Ziyan's big reaction and thought, it seems that Jiang Xue's previous style was too fierce, look how scared he was.

Then she cleared her throat, cough cough... "Young Marquis, why are you so excited? I saw you didn't eat much just now, so I thought of bringing you some food." After saying that, she lifted her skirt and walked inside.

"You...don't come over here." Wang Ziyan stepped back, his eyes fixed on Jiang Xue who walked in.

Jiang Xue calmly put down the tray in her hand, slowly sat down, supporting her chin with one hand and tapping the table with the other.

Seeing Wang Ziyan looking a little overwhelmed, he burst out laughing.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

However, Wang Ziyan obviously didn't believe it. He kept a distance from Jiang Xue and said quickly, "I have no intention towards Miss Jiang. Please respect yourself, Miss Jiang."

"Self-respect?" Jiang Xue raised her eyebrows and looked at Wang Ziyan. She couldn't help but laugh. How could he be so stupid when he looked so handsome?

Jiang Xue couldn't help but joke, "Oh? The young marquis doesn't like me, but he's still thinking about Lin Yiyi from the Lin Mansion?"

"Ms. Jiang, please don't talk nonsense. I don't like Miss Lin either. I already have a crush on someone."

"Young Marquis has a lover?" Jiang Xue asked in surprise.

Wang Ziyan looked at Jiang Xue's half-smiley expression, frowned and asked: "What's that expression?"

Jiang Xue waved her hand and said, "I have no interest in you either. Can you please stop treating me like a ferocious beast?"

"real?"

"It's more real than real gold." Jiang Xue said seriously.

Wang Ziyan looked at Jiang Xue with an extremely serious look, then he relaxed his guard and walked to the stool next to Jiang Xue and sat down.

"Hey, why didn't you tell me earlier? You made me worry for so long."

Jiang Xue looked at Wang Ziyan, "But I'm curious, since the daughter of the Lin family can't catch the young marquis' eye, how stunning must the young marquis's ideal woman be?"

"Hehe!" Wang Ziyan suddenly scratched his head and said, "She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

"Who is she?" Jiang Xue asked curiously.

"She is..." Wang Ziyan suddenly reacted and looked at Jiang Xue and asked, "Are you trying to trick me?"

"Look at you, I'm just curious."

"You will know later." Wang Ziyan said mysteriously.

Jiang Xue rolled her eyes at Wang Ziyan and pushed the porridge in front of her towards him. "This is made by Yiyi herself. Have some."

Wang Ziyan looked at the porridge in front of him in surprise, pointed at it and asked: "You said this was made by Miss Yiyi?"

"correct."

"You made it yourself?"

"Ah."

Wang Ziyan immediately took a sip and slowly enjoyed it with his eyes closed. "Mm, not bad, smooth and dense. The only person who can make porridge so delicious is Miss Yiyi."

"Really? Is it really that delicious?" Wasn't it just ordinary porridge when she drank it just now?

"Yes." Wang Ziyan took another sip and said with satisfaction.

"Miss Yiyi's cooking skills are really good."

Jiang Xue: "..."

It turns out that this boy likes Yiyi. He really has good taste.

"Ms. Jiang, is there anything else?" Wang Ziyan asked expectantly.

Jiang Xue raised her lips and said, "Yes, but we have to do the real work first."

"What business?"

As soon as she asked the question, Jiang Xue snapped her fingers. Wang Ziyan's eyes immediately became unfocused and her hand loosened. Jiang Xue caught the bowl steadily and then patted Wang Ziyan on the shoulder.

"From now on, you answer whatever I ask you."

Wang Ziyan nodded dully.

Jiang Xue put the bowl aside and asked, "Are you carrying a painting with you?"

"Yes."

"take it out."

Wang Ziyan took out a palm-sized painting from his arms and placed it on the table.

Jiang Xue took a closer look and asked, "So small?"