After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

"But if you don't want to get involved in this matter, that's fine. I'll have someone clean up the mess. You don't need to worry!"

"Zhaoyang...you've been trapped in the palace for so long that you're starting to have all sorts of wild thoughts. When you have time, take someone out for a walk, see the world, and see how they live."

"Only then will you understand that for most people in this world, just living has exhausted all their energy."

"That's all I have to say. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Zhong Ning smiled faintly and turned away.

The silver-red cloak slowly disappeared into the winter snow like the scorching sun.

Murong Xin's eyes turned red, and she suddenly felt very bored.

Isn't she now just as Zhong Ning said, bored to death?

If not, why would she have the time to be jealous of others?

Murong Xin sniffed and felt inexplicably ridiculous.

Both for myself and for this palace.

How many people are trapped in this palace, especially the concubines in the harem...

Those who are favored try their best to maintain their favor, while those who are not favored find it difficult to even move forward.

She was only thankful that she was the emperor's daughter and a princess of this dynasty. Otherwise, she would have been like those women, her beauty withered and her hopes were dashed.

However, Murong Xin's eyes were clear. She could leave the palace and find ways to improve everything.

For example, collecting some storybooks from outside the palace, or opening a shop to help sell some embroidery or handicrafts.

All matters started from what Sister Ning said, to create a vibrant place for the palace maids' lives after leaving the palace!

Murong Xin turned and went to Xianfu Palace.

She needed to find her mother. The list of palace maids who had left the palace was under her mother's control. She needed to take a good look at it and then decide what kind of place to establish.

With a goal in mind, Murong Xin smiled.

All the unhappiness disappeared at this moment. She still had a lot of things to do next and had no time to be sad.

.......

Return to the princess's mansion.

Fang Ping had been waiting in the mansion for a long time.

Seeing Zhong Ning coming back, he greeted him with a smile, "You are so busy today, I have been waiting for a long time..."

"I'm sorry, I could have come back earlier, but something unexpected happened and I had to go back to the palace, so I'm a little late..."

As Zhong Ning spoke, he was helped to take off the silver-red fox fur coat he was wearing.

Silver charcoal was burning in the room, making the whole room extremely warm. Even after taking off his coat, Zhong Ning did not feel cold at all, but rather a little stuffy.

He gestured to Suxin to open the window a little wider, and a slightly cool air instantly rushed into the room, dispelling the drowsiness that Zhong Ning couldn't help but want to fall asleep as soon as he sat by the charcoal stove.

Zhong Ning waved his hand, letting everyone go first, and then said to Fang Ping:

"I called you here today because I have something important to tell you..."

Zhong Ning said this, and then took out a manuscript from the space. The manuscript was an interview record written by Zhong Ning, and the title was "Interview with Master Xiao Fang: I am not the Immortal Poet!"

Fang Ping took it in his hand, flipped through it for a moment, and then asked:

"Hasn't this matter already been made clear to His Majesty? Why emphasize it again in the newspaper?"

Zhong Ning took off all the rings and bracelets on his hands, held a hand warmer in his hands, and drank a cup of hot ginger tea. Feeling that he had finally warmed up, he said:

"Because I have a feeling...the third golden finger is about to appear..."

"I don't quite understand. What's the necessary connection between the two..." Fang Ping asked directly, his face blank.

But then he immediately realized what would happen if the third golden finger really appeared.

Doesn’t that mean that the time for them to leave this place and return home is getting closer and closer?

Fang Ping's interest instantly perked up, and he asked, "Do you have a goal?"

Zhong Ning shook his head and replied, "No, it's just a hunch... The third golden finger is among the candidates participating in the Spring Examination..."

"And..." Zhong Ning's eyes suddenly became cold, "He came here with such force, and he's coming for you and me..."

"Just, an, intuition?" Fang Ping said these words, his tone a little speechless.

Zhong Ning rolled his eyes at him before explaining, "Since traveling through time, I've relied on this intuition to get all the way here..."

Fang Ping looked up blankly.

In fact, he was not very clear about Zhong Ning's experience along the way. He only knew that she appeared inexplicably and left inexplicably.

When we met again, she had become a royal princess.

We know almost nothing about what she experienced and what she did during this period.

He even felt that Zhong Ning's rise from a commoner to a royal princess must have been smooth and trouble-free, just like him.

But what he didn't know was that Zhong Ning was fundamentally different from him.

Zhong Ning has a golden finger, but she also faces many assassinations and calculations. Every time she survives, she has to pray for God's blessing.

From the very beginning, when she was nearly sold out by Xu Yongzhang, to being nearly strangled to death by Xiao Yu, to being plotted against by Chen Yan, being hunted down by people sent by the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion, being assassinated by the Prince of Cheng's Mansion, and being ganged up on by several major families...

If she didn't have the golden finger, she would have been killed in the first round.

The royal princess and noble status are all nonsense.

Zhong Ning fell into memories, and seemed to suddenly realize how many twists and turns he had experienced along the way.

She even felt a little envious of the other three time travelers.

Although they were all from the same hometown, she was the only one who was beaten up all the way, while Fang Ping, Lu Xingzhou, Zhang Wanting... basically all had smooth sailing.

Of course, Fang Ping had suffered some hardship, and it was all because of her, but she also came to his rescue many times.

Perhaps it was because of this experience that, even though there were no more disaster warnings in the Book Spirit Space, she developed an intuition that was beyond ordinary people.

This time, it is no exception.

Fang Ping was silent for a moment. In fact, he also felt that Zhong Ning had taken away the first two golden fingers a little too smoothly.

But this third one is bound to be extremely difficult.

If it is true as Zhong Ning intuitively said, the third protagonist with the golden finger is among the students of this scientific examination, then the golden finger on him must be related to officialdom, or even imperial hegemony.

Or it could be systems such as upgrading, fighting monsters, strategies, and copying.

Fang Ping was a little excited. He couldn't wait to know what this third golden finger was.

Why doesn't he have such a magical opportunity?

Zhong Ning looked at Fang Ping's excited expression and couldn't help but curl his lips. He said, "Although I don't know what kind of golden finger that person has, I don't feel good about it, so I want to make some preparations in advance..."

"Although you previously stated before His Majesty that the poems you recited were all taught by someone from another world, the common people are unaware of this."

"There's no guarantee that the other party wouldn't have already learned about it through the golden finger."