I made my fortune by livestreaming in ancient times.

"Interesting!" Xiao Mingyan leaned over the table, his eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze fixed on a certain figure in the mirror.

When the war drums sounded, he was surprised to find that the mirror was moving.

The scene by the campfire appeared on the mirror.

That girl mentioned some kind of photography technique, where everything in the world can be reflected on this mirror through things that are invisible and intangible.

Through the mirror, he can see everything she is seeing without being there in person.

This thing is much more interesting than any of the jewels and treasures in the palace.

He lightly touched the mirror, his fingertips tracing the outline of the girl.

The miniature version of her looks exactly like the cockatoo kept by the Queen.

His gaze darkened slightly. No, it didn't look like a cockatoo; it was just an ordinary little Java sparrow.

They chatter away, have a silver tongue, and are always full of ideas, always coming up with something new and interesting.

"If you're not Shen Zhuluo, then who are you?"

Many notes were scrolling across the mirror, and he was overwhelmed by them, but he could also discern some clues from them.

He still understands the meaning of the word "tipping".

Does this mean giving Cang Xu and Qian Zi a reward?

Thinking of the jade pendant he had given away, he subconsciously murmured the word to himself.

By the campfire, Cang Xu and Qian Zi were having a contest.

Qian Zi's eyes were cold, and the long sword in her hand gleamed with a chilling light, like a venomous python lying in wait, looking for an opportunity.

On the other side, Cang Xu's sword was as fierce as a dragon, and his movements were as graceful as dancing on water. The two swords danced like a sudden rainstorm and a raging wind. The sword shadows intertwined, and sparks flew from time to time, making the air buzz.

A match between the top players is a rare occurrence, and cheers erupted from the sidelines.

The scene of giving gifts to Cangxu and Qianzi in the live stream was clearly in the form of a competition.

The fight was in full swing when the mirror suddenly trembled and then flew toward the crowd behind the campfire.

Nana urged, "Lolo, don't get distracted!"

Zhu Luo felt wronged: "I know!"

She didn't go anywhere, nor did she direct the mirror. Why did this guy desert his post?

Following the mirror around to the campfire, she saw a group of people fighting together.

There were no weapons; it was pure hand-to-hand combat.

They were all soldiers, and they showed no mercy in their attacks, each punch landing squarely. The sounds of people trying to break up the fight and cries of pain rose and fell.

Zhu Luo was stunned.

The firelight had obscured the lively scene.

This mirror, you know, also has the function of joining in the fun.

Or, to put it more politely, what about news sensitivity?

She grabbed Hu Zi and asked, "What's going on? Why are you fighting?"

Tiger said, "It's all because of them. They just complain and blame everything, even the prince... and then a fight broke out."

Zhu Luo took a closer look and realized that these were not the sons of powerful families. The soldiers on the other side were wearing scarves and should be the guards of King Li.

The viewers in the live stream had no idea what was going on and thought it was another program arranged by Zhu Luo.

"Stop!" Cang Xu shouted as he arrived after hearing the commotion.

Neither side stopped fighting.

A cold light shot out, piercing straight through the fighting parties, disappearing into the soil without causing any damage. The icy sword intent penetrated to the bone, and the dispute finally came to an end.

"Cang Xu, what are you doing! Don't you want to die?" a chubby young man with a scratched face shouted.

Zhu Luo knew him, and when they occasionally crossed paths, she often gave her the cold shoulder.

She sent a message to Nana, who quickly tagged it as "the third son of the Minister of War".

The audience was getting more and more excited; it was practically like watching a free live stream of a period drama!

“Captain Guo,” Cang Xu bowed, “His Highness has ordered that anyone who causes trouble in the army, regardless of right or wrong, shall be imprisoned. I urge you to reconsider, Captain.”

"You!" Guo Bin's face turned ashen as he gritted his teeth and said, "A mere lackey dares to speak to me like that!"

Qian Zi frowned and tightened her grip on the sword sheath.

Someone shoved Guo Bin and whispered for him to calm down, but he was still trying to argue when suddenly someone rushed over: "General Cang!"

"What is it?" Cang Xu's gaze narrowed slightly.

Seeing the huge crowd, the man swallowed hard and leaned closer, saying, "His Highness has ordered you to go."

At the end, he added, "The miracle doctor will go too."

Zhu Luo was startled. What did Xiao Mingyan want with her?

The comments section quickly started scrolling again.

[Xiao Mingyan, we got to see him again today! And it's Luo Luo, what a pleasant surprise!]

[I'll give you a heads-up next time, my heart can't take it anymore, should I go get my makeup done now?]

Zhu Luo glanced at the mirror, then steeled her resolve: "Let's go."

Originally, she did not arrange for Xiao Mingyan to appear on the live broadcast program.

As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes.

Every time she was in front of him, she felt a strange sense of guilt.

Perhaps it was his ability to accept things, and his indulgence in letting her do whatever she wanted.

If it weren't for wanting to uncover his secrets so she could return to the modern world, she would have left this place of trouble long ago.

Calm returned to the campfire, but everyone's enthusiasm was not dampened.

Because there's a big meal to come.

In the makeshift outdoor kitchen, more than a dozen large pots were bubbling with steam, each containing stewed mutton.

Passing by, Zhu Luo asked curiously, "Uncle, why is the whole piece put in? Aren't you going to cut it into pieces?"

The cook laughed and said, "There's no need to cut the meat in the big pot, otherwise it will fall apart and we won't be able to get it out."

Zhu Luo nodded: "I've learned something."

No family would cook for tens of thousands of people.

She called Tiger over and asked, "I heard you're quite the chatterbox."

Tiger patted his chest: "I could tell stories for three days and three nights."

"Could you describe the cooking scene like a story?"

Tiger was taken aback and subconsciously looked up at the sky: "Like the miracle doctor?"

The live stream focused on the face of this young boy, whose big, watery eyes looked around curiously.

Of course, he can't see the mirror.

"Yes, that's right. I'll be back in just fifteen minutes. I'll need your help in the meantime."

Tiger nodded excitedly.

He dreamed of helping the celestial maiden.

Zhu Luo explained to Nana that she had switched to another live streamer, but they couldn't connect, so he and Cang Xu hurriedly headed towards the main camp.

The guards in front of the tent stopped Cang Xu: "General Cang, His Highness has ordered that only Miss Shen may enter."

Cang Xu was taken aback and exchanged glances with Zhu Luo.

Zhu Luo was also confused.

Cang Xu then asked, "Do you know what the Prince has to do?"

The guard shook his head.

Just then, an urgent call came from inside the tent: "Have we arrived? Then come in quickly!"

Zhu Luo steeled himself and replied, "Yes, Your Highness, I'll be right there."

Anyway, it wasn't the first time they'd been alone together, and she was quite curious about what Xiao Mingyan wanted to talk to her about.

Just as she was about to lift the curtain, Qian Zi appeared out of nowhere and walked in front of her: "I'll go in with you!"