C6

When Lin Zhaojun returned to the manor, she immediately ordered a servant to fetch a doctor, and ordered Zi Yu to rest well.

Returning to his room, he recalled his previous dream.

Although she did not get the answer she wanted to know, Lin Zhaojun was tired of the days of fighting and killing, so she did not have much of a nostalgic feeling towards the life before she transmigrated.

Thus, she didn't care much about whether she could go back or not.

At the moment, the most troublesome thing was the tenth day of the next month, which was the day Lin Zhaojun would die for her sake. Lin Zhaojun believed that she would not lose her head and shed blood for others, she had to think of a way to leave.

He sat in silence and thought for a long time. His thoughts were in a mess, yet he couldn't come up with a good plan.

Just then, Zi Yan opened the door and entered, and said: "Esteemed wangfei, the doctor said, Zi Yan is fine, not with internal injuries, she was only slightly shocked. Eat a few pills, and you can rest well for a few days! "

"En, give her two taels of silver. Buy some delicious food to calm her down!" Eyebrows... Is two taels of silver enough? "

Lin Zhaojun didn't really understand how much money could be bought in this world, and she didn't know how many things two taels of silver could be bought, hence she asked.

"Enough! Enough! Zi Yan, on behalf of Zi Yu, thank the wangfei! "

hurriedly said. It was a joke, two taels of silver was enough for an ordinary family of three to live for half a year, and Zi Yu could be considered to have benefited from a disaster.

"So boring! Come, Zi Yan, let's go out for a walk! "

Lin Zhaojun felt that the atmosphere in the Duke Palaces was weird, but she couldn't find anything to blame.

It was boring staying in the Duke Palaces so he called Zi Yan out.

Zi Yan originally wanted to instruct the butler to prepare a carriage, but she was stopped by him.

After she shouted at the servants who were following her, she planned to leave the palace with Zi Yan alone.

At this moment, the streets were bustling with people, carriages and horses, bustling with noise and excitement.

Lin Zhaojun curiously looked around. She occasionally bought one or two street snacks, and the two master and servant walked and stopped to look around.

Only, Lin Zhaojun gradually felt that the atmosphere was not right, why was everyone staring at him?

Can't women show up here like Arab women?

But there were quite a few women strolling along the streets.

Just as he was about to ask Zi Yan what was going on, he heard someone whisper: "Isn't this an adulterer? Why did she come out? "

Immediately, someone whispered, "What are you talking about? You dare to say something like that, you don't want to live anymore! "

Lin Zhaojun looked towards the source of the voice and saw a few young men who looked like students sitting at a tea shop not too far away. Seeing Lin Zhaojun looking at them and keeping quiet, a few of them glared at their companions.

Lin Zhaojun could not help but feel that it was funny, when suddenly she thought of the "road to see" classic!

According to legend, King Zhou Li ruled the Zhou Dynasty when he transferred many industries on which civilians earned a living to the royal family.

For a moment, the people's lives were in danger and the people's grievances were boiling.

King Li refused to listen to advice, and in order to prevent the people from speaking ill of him, he sent people to wander the streets and alleys of the capital, eavesdropping on people's conversations.

Any person who, by them, is considered rebellious or slanderous shall be executed in prison.

Soon, he could no longer hear the criticisms of King Li.

Later on, people simply did not even say a word. When they met on the way, they could only use their eyes to express their dissatisfaction with King Li.

This is where the story of the road with its eyes begins.

He thought about how, as the queen of the Dark Assassin Empire, he had never been able to get the attention of others on his road.

Sigh, what did this wangfei do?

Everyone was so afraid of her!

Lin Zhaojun thought: This prince of Jinhui Dynasty, Ye Liyuan, has such a terrible evaluation of her, and this princess is also a beautiful girl that is about fourteen or fifteen years old. Listening to Zi Yan's tone, these few years, this wangfei has been living in the capital without restraint.

The real Princess Lin Zhaojun had already passed away, but the trouble she had to deal with was worrying her, the newcomer.

Forget it, thinking too much hurts my spirit!

Thus, she and Zi Yan continued to stroll around as they greeted everyone's gaze.

In fact, Lin Zhaojun already had no interest anymore. She only saw that Zi Yan was in high spirits, looking at her bright and beautiful smile, and patiently accompanying her shopping.

After strolling around, he started to feel hungry. Although he had eaten a few snacks, most of them were eaten by Zi Yan.

The seasonings here were limited, and the taste of the food was quite ordinary.

To Lin Zhaojun, anything else was fine. She just wanted to eat and nothing else came. After all, people only ate when they were in the sky.

Lin Zhaojun suggested that they find a restaurant to eat. Zi Yan immediately agreed, and the two of them headed to the capital's biggest and best restaurant, "Spring Mansion".

Unfortunately, Spring Festival Gala's private room was full.

Lin Zhaojun did not care, she took a seat in the bustling hall and ordered.

After a while, he heard a rough man in green next to him say, "Have you all heard of this matter?"

"What is it?"

"The mausoleum in the eastern suburbs has been rather strange recently. A few days ago, I passed by and saw something that I shouldn't have seen."

As soon as his voice fell, a man sneered, "Keep bragging, you shouldn't have seen anything yet!"

"It's true …" When the light robed man heard someone doubt his words, he immediately stood up. He slammed his hand on the table and said, "I lied to you, you son of a b * tch!"

Everyone was amused by his words and looked at him in unison.

The light robed man was deliberately showing off. Seeing that everyone was attracted by him, he couldn't help but feel proud of himself.

Unexpectedly, someone else said in disdain, "Tsk, we haven't even drunk much, and you're already talking nonsense."

"A few days ago when I was passing by the mausoleum in the eastern suburbs, I encountered a few Daoists catching ghosts!" The azure-robed man didn't want to beat around the bush anymore. He immediately revealed all of his information.

"Is that so? What the hell? Female ghost? "Male ghost?"

"I'm afraid it's Windy Ghost!" Someone laughed loudly.

"It's true. It's rather strange, but that ghost doesn't seem to be very agile …" The azure-robed man was unhappy if he didn't spit it out.

"Hahaha …"

Everyone was amused once again, even Lin Zhaojun couldn't help but laugh along.

The only difference was that everyone laughed for a while before stopping, while Lin Zhaojun didn't stop for a moment, appearing a little sudden.

The light robed man originally wanted to show off, but seeing that everyone wasn't in the mood to listen to his nonsense, he suddenly felt that it was meaningless and didn't say anything more. Looking in Lin Zhaojun's direction, no one knew what she was thinking, but she still sat down and drank her wine silently.

Lin Zhaojun was a little embarrassed and stopped laughing. She moved her head over and asked softly, "Princess, do you think that ghosts really exist in this world?"

If it was the past, Lin Zhaojun would definitely not believe the words of the Ghost God, but ever since she had teleported to this world, she could not help but believe her own words. It was just that Teacher Kong had always said that they should respect the gods and keep things at a distance, so Lin Zhaojun did not really want to discuss the matters of the gods and ghosts with others.

Lin Zhaojun said with a serious face: "So be it, if you don't believe me, so be it!"

After all, Zi Yan was still a curious little girl. She didn't give up and asked, "The eastern suburbs is the imperial mausoleum, if there are ghosts there, then the ghosts would also be incomparably noble.

Fortunately, the food they had ordered had already been served, so Lin Zhaojun changed the topic using the excuse of eating.

Zi Yan very consciously served Lin Zhaojun. After all, Lin Zhaojun was not the true consort with the Hibiscus Insignia, so it was still a little uncomfortable to be served by others.

He quickly sat Zi Yan down, signalling that he did not need her to wait on him, and went to eat together with her.

Zi Yan was a little doubtful, but Lin Zhaojun was her master and she was a servant.

After eating their fill, the master and servant duo continued to stroll around the streets.

In Zi Yan's opinion, the princess was abnormal today. Not only was she unwilling to ride in a carriage, she had even circled around the entire capital with him.

When the sun was about to set, Zi Yan said to Lin Zhaojun: "Princess, it's getting late. Let's go back to the house!"

In any case, there was still some time before the tenth day of the next month, so he was in no hurry. Lin Zhaojun said to herself.

"Let's go home!"

"Yes sir!"