Shen Yu has been at the border for many years. Although he doesn't know all the people in the city, most of them look familiar. The person in front of him is a completely unfamiliar face, with delicate skin and tender flesh, and does not look like someone who has lived at the border at all.

In addition, in order to prevent the wrong people from being arrested, he issued certificates to every citizen in the city. If they were citizens in the city, there was no need to say anything more, as once the certificate was issued, they could naturally prove their identity.

Behind him were the people of the Yue Kingdom's borderlands and the Yue Kingdom's generals who had fought bloody battles with him. Every decision he made was related to their safety. Now that he already knew that this woman's identity was questionable, regardless of whether she had obtained military intelligence, she was destined to be unable to walk out of this door today.

If he really killed the wrong person, he would make amends when he died and repay her in his next life.

As soon as Shen Yu finished speaking, he immediately drew the sword from his waist.

A flash of sword light flashed before Xu Zhao's eyes. Before she lost consciousness, she saw again the sword that brought her to this world. It was only cleaner than the one she had seen in the museum before, without any rust spots. It was indeed a good sword.

The sword in the prince's hand and the sword in the display cabinet overlapped with each other, bright and dark. Xu Zhao vaguely saw the word "Xiao Yao" on the sword, and then she felt dizzy and could no longer distinguish between reality and dreams.

The expected pain did not come. Xu Zhao suddenly opened her eyes wide, and kept recalling the scene just now in her mind. The flash of sword light really scared her. She was also very sure that she died under the man's sword just a second ago.

I never thought that such a good-looking man could be so cruel and ruthless. Although her appearance was not stunning, she was still very picturesque. Didn't men in ancient times like to be gentle and considerate to women the most?

"Zhao Zhao, what do you think of this sword?" Zhou Nanyue asked when he saw Xu Zhao had been staring at the sword for at least five minutes.

When Zhou Nanyue opened his mouth suddenly, he startled Xu Zhao who was immersed in self-awareness.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and forced herself to calm down. After a moment, Xu Zhao finally came to her senses and slowly opened her eyes. The confusion in her eyes gradually faded away, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

But the fear of the knife on the neck, the pain of kneeling on the ground, and the handsome prince and the unreasonable general, none of this seemed fake.

But everything she had just experienced could no longer be explained by common sense.

correct!

Neck, and knees!

Xu Zhao raised her chin slightly, revealing her neck. Through the display cabinet in front of her, she could clearly see that her fair neck was intact without a single scar.

Then she touched her knees, and again, the pain she remembered did not come. She was wearing jeans and it was difficult to roll up her trouser legs to check if there were any scratches from the pebbles, but she guessed that there were no wounds.

So, if everything that just happened was not her own illusion, if it was true, it meant that the harm she suffered in ancient times would not be brought to the modern times.

Xu Zhao looked at the rusty yet radiant sword before her, wondering what had brought her back to the past. As for returning to the present, it had been proven that death could bring one back, so was there any other way?

Zhou Nanyue saw that Xu Zhao was silent, looked up and touched her knees for no apparent reason. Although he didn't understand what she was doing, considering that the child was grown up and had her own ideas, he didn't ask too much.

He had no choice but to pretend he didn't see it and asked again, "Zhao Zhao, what do you think of this sword?" Different people will have different opinions.

He noticed that Xu Zhao stood in front of the sword for a long time. There must be something about the sword that attracted the child. Perhaps he could interpret the sword from a new perspective.

Xu Zhao recalled the sword he had just seen and exclaimed in admiration, "If it weren't for the rust, this sword would have been incredibly sharp. It's a shame the sword's name has been completely covered by the indelible rust. The carvings on the hilt are intricately carved with a coiled dragon, so lifelike, the forger of this sword must have possessed extraordinary skill."

"Also, the front and back of the sword guard are inlaid with black colored glass and rubies. I once saw this in one of my father's collections. The Moon Kingdom royal family highly values ​​black and red, so only the Moon Kingdom royal family can inlay black colored glass and rubies on objects at the same time."

Judging from the coiled dragon and the black and red gems, it seems that she had just gone to the border of the Moon Kingdom, and the man who killed her was the prince of the Moon Kingdom, but it is not known which prince of the Moon Kingdom he was.

Zhou Nanyeon looked at Xu Zhao with admiration, "I didn't expect you to know so much." He had heard his old friend complain many times that his daughter didn't like to study history and knew nothing about ancient knowledge, and he was worried about having no successors.

Now look, this is not completely ignorant. Either the old friend is pretending to be modest, or Zhao Zhao is hiding her incompetence.

Xu Zhao said embarrassedly, "When I was a kid, I was bored, so I took advantage of my dad's absence and flipped through his collection of books. How much I could remember was up to fate."

Just as Zhou Nanyan was about to say something, a gentle voice came from not far away, "Director Zhou, Xu Zhao, you are here."

Upon hearing this, the two of them looked towards the source of the sound at the same time. The person who came was Qiao Zhijing, followed by several other guests, who were walking towards them together.

When Tang Qianshuo saw Xu Zhao, he smiled happily and walked quickly towards her. Before he got close, he was attracted by the sword behind her, "What a beautiful sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the few people who had fallen behind quickly walked to the display cabinet and stood in a circle, so it was not crowded.

"Director Zhou, can you tell us about this sword?"

Qiao Zhijing also noticed the sword in the display cabinet.

"If you all want to listen, I'd be happy to tell you." As the curator, Zhou Nanyeon naturally hopes that visitors can better understand the historical stories of the collections in the museum.

However, before he began his explanation, he asked the same question again: "What is your first impression of this sword?"

Xu Zhao took advantage of everyone's attention being on the sword and moved to Qiao Zhijing's side. "Brother Qiao, why are you all here?"

The production crew hasn't called anyone to start filming yet. Logically, these people should still be outside or in their own nanny cars, but how come they all came in as if they had made an appointment?

The two of them sat very close to each other and spoke very quietly, so as not to disturb the others nearby. "It suddenly started raining heavily outside, and the staff outside went into the museum to take shelter from the rain, so we all followed them in."

rain?

Xu Zhao remembered looking at the weather forecast today. It was sunny turning cloudy, but it didn’t say it would rain?

Is it...

Xu Zhao guessed that the unusual weather might be related to her recent experience.

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