Marry my elder sister? Fine! I'll give you the letter of annulment and marry someone else.

The next morning, the emperor sent someone to give Mu Nanqi another oral instruction.

Why was it an oral decree? Because the letters written by the emperor would be burned directly by Mu Nanqi without even looking at them.

So now it has become an oral instruction.

The oral order said that the anniversary of the late queen's death would be in two days, and since Mu Nanqi had cleared his name, he should go to pay homage to his mother.

If it were something else, Mu Nanqi might have ignored it.

But this is the anniversary of the late queen's death.

It is the death anniversary of the person who had hoped that he would come into this world.

Song Zhi noticed his dilemma and took the initiative to say, "Go and have a look. If you don't go, you will definitely not be able to get over it in your heart."

Mu Nanqi rubbed her hair. "You and I are already married, so logically you should go with me. But the oral instructions don't mention you at all. I think it must be my father's plan. He wants to lure me away. He must be planning to do something to Gou'er Lane."

Song Zhi smiled brightly, "If he wants to do it, then do it. Ah Qi, we will definitely leave the capital, but we can't leave under the name of treason. We must have a more legitimate reason to convince the public. Since he is willing to give us the opportunity, we will take it."

Mu Nanqi thought about it and agreed, "Okay, I understand."

The next two days were relatively peaceful.

But this calmness is more like the calm before the storm.

Song Zhi has already notified everyone to make all preparations.

Just as I was preparing to have a good sleep and recharge my energy to face a tough battle tomorrow, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside.

She came to the middle of the alley and saw the old monsters respectfully surrounding a colorful figure.

The figure was short, an elderly man with white hair tied into a small braid and a wine gourd hanging on his robe, which he almost never took off.

Song Zhi was surprised, "Divine Doctor Jiang, it's you!"

Doctor Jiang couldn't wait to take off his wine gourd and handed it to Song Zhi, "Quick, old man, I can smell the scent of peach blossom wine, hurry up and make some for me."

Song Zhi was a little helpless. "This brewed not long ago and it's not ready yet. You should drink something else first. It's also brewed by me."

Song Zhi took the wine gourd and handed it to Qiu'er, and Qiu'er prepared to run to the first alley to get some wine.

As a result, before he could take a step, the wine gourd was snatched away by the old monsters.

"Dr. Jiang's affairs are our affairs. We have to take care of them ourselves to feel at ease."

They carefully protected the wine gourd and went to get the wine reverently. Their attitude was more attentive than anyone in Gouer Lane had ever seen.

Are these still the same group of arrogant old monsters?

Song Zhi cast a puzzled look at Doctor Jiang, only to see Doctor Jiang wave his hand indifferently.

"I just happened to save them once when I was young, it's nothing to worry about."

Elder She's eyes were red. "If you hadn't saved us back then, we wouldn't be alive today. You've given us a new life."

Doctor Jiang was a carefree person. He waved his hand and said, "I don't understand the rules of you Jianghu people. I just did it casually. You really don't need to take it too seriously."

He was anxious to drink and looked out the door with eager eyes.

The arrival of Doctor Jiang made the whole Gouer Lane lively. Everyone wanted to come and see the legendary doctor who could bring people back to life.

Song Zhi forced everyone to go back and rest.

Doctor Jiang is not a person to be trifled with, and he certainly doesn't like being watched like this.

Only Song Zhimu, Nanqi, Doctor Jiang, and the old monsters were left in the yard.

The wine gourd was finally delivered to Doctor Jiang. He pulled out the cork and took a sip impatiently. He instantly felt relaxed and closed his eyes.

"Good wine, good wine."

Doctor Jiang looked very satisfied. "It's just that the time is too short. If it is left for a longer time, the taste will be more mellow."

Song Zhi had already arranged a courtyard for them to stay in, so everyone "escorted" Doctor Jiang to rest.

On the way, Song Zhi told Doctor Jiang about the current situation and asked him to go to Tinglanju early tomorrow morning for safety.

When Doctor Jiang heard this, he immediately valued his life so much that he didn't even wait until the next morning and moved to another place that night.

He walked very fast, holding two jars of wine in his arms.

Mr. She raised his hand as if he was about to say something, but Doctor Jiang had already disappeared.

"that……"

He awkwardly withdrew his hand and touched his nose. "Forget it. There will be plenty of opportunities to catch up later. Let's all go to bed first. We'll be busy tomorrow."

So everyone went back to rest.

Song Zhi and Mu Nanqi walked back.

"I didn't expect Dr. Jiang to come at such a good time. I thought he would come back in two days."

Mu Nanqi said: "It's good that you're here. If you wait a while, you might end up missing something."

Song Zhishen agreed, "I still owe this old man two conditions, and I don't know what he wants me to do."

Mu Nanqi said: "For a man like him to have such a bond with you shows that he likes you. Back then, the emperor offered him the conditions to become the imperial physician, but he refused."

Song Zhi immediately became interested. "How could the dog emperor tolerate him being so disrespectful?"

"So what if I can't bear it? Doctor Jiang travels between several countries, and no one can stop him."

Song Zhi fell silent. It seemed that the old man was indeed quite capable.

Mu Nanqi stopped and said, "Azhi, no matter what happens tomorrow, your first priority is to protect yourself."

Song Zhi nodded, "Of course, I haven't lived enough."

The night was as dark as water, and the breeze blew past their ears, bringing an indescribable sense of tranquility.

The next morning, Mu Nanqi set out for the palace gate. He was going to the imperial mausoleum with the emperor.

Song Zhi sent Mu Nanqi away and explained everything to everyone in detail before standing alone at the entrance of the alley.

She was wearing a white dress, and there was endless silence on her beautiful face.

Finally, a huge group of cavalry appeared at the end of the street.

The horses' hooves kicked up clouds of dust on the streets, and murderous intent filled the air, scaring the people who were hiding in the dark and trying to peek away.

Mu Yuanzhi was wearing armor and standing at the front. He looked down at Song Zhi.

"Child, I am the winner in the end."

He had no intention of saying anything more. He raised the spear in his hand high and swung it straight down. The cavalry behind him instantly rushed towards Gouer Lane.

The sound of horse hooves and the powerful momentum seemed to be able to easily break through the defense.

But they all bypassed Song Zhi without any prior agreement.

Song Zhi and Mu Yuanzhi stood facing each other, with iron cavalry on both sides making killing sounds.

Mu Yuanzhi dismounted and walked in front of Song Zhi, "Everything you are guarding will be completely destroyed today. Can Mu Nanqi protect you? He can't protect you at all. Look, my father just used a little trick and he abandoned you.

When you leave here, I am the only one who cares about you the most."

Song Zhi didn't say anything, but just raised his hand and waved it down, imitating her. Suddenly, a dense crowd of people in black appeared on the wall of Gouer Lane.

They held long swords in their hands and rushed forward like ghosts.