Shi Sheng didn't seem to want to talk to him anymore. She walked to the stall next to her and bought a roasted sweet potato. She held the roasted sweet potato with both hands. Her fox fur coat spread out and formed a beautiful arc as she walked.
Occasionally, there was a kind of … arrogant and noble aura around her.
For example, right now, she was just casually walking in front, but the scene around her seemed to be frozen. Only the woman walking in front of him was left.
Zi Jing shook off those strange thoughts and followed behind her sullenly.
Let's not talk about whether or not she betrayed her master. Just her strange martial strength alone was worth investigating.
All the masters in the residence had fought with her, but no one could beat her. Especially when she used a sword, it was simply a one-sided abuse.
Shi Sheng finished eating the sweet potato and walked to the clinic. She came to the clinic every few days. The doctor said that she had an injury on her back, so she came to change the dressing. But after such a long time, the injury should have healed by now, right?
Shi Sheng went in for a long time and didn't come out. Zi Jing was a little impatient waiting outside. The weather was cold. In the end, he gritted his teeth, lifted the curtain of the clinic, and went in.
Anyway, she knew that he was following her. What was there to be afraid of?
The smell of medicine in the clinic was very strong. When Zi Jing went in, he saw the woman sitting opposite the doctor.
She was wearing a fox fur coat and leaning casually against the back of the chair. Her eyes were lowered and her black hair snaked down, blocking most of her face and revealing her small chin. She was not a death warrior. She was more delicate and elegant than the concubines in the palace.
The doctor was grinding the herbs while talking to Shi Sheng. Hearing the movement by the door, the doctor looked up and nodded politely, but didn't greet him.
The doctor knew that he was following her.
After grinding the herbs, the doctor put them into a porcelain bottle and handed it to the waiting female doctor. The female doctor gestured for Shi Sheng to go inside.
Shi Sheng stood up and walked in while pulling off the fox fur coat.
Zi Jing waited for her to go in. He frowned and asked, "Doctor, what is her injury? Why hasn't it healed yet? "
The doctor touched his beard and shook his head with a sigh. "I don't know. Her injury is very strange. It was almost healed, but it split open again the next day. And that girl doesn't feel any other discomfort."
After the doctor finished speaking, he packed up his things and left. Zi Jing stood outside and frowned.
He had grown up with Hong Jin, and they had gone through many bloody battles together. When he first found out that Hong Jin was a traitor, he did not believe it.
But so many of his brothers had died, and they had grown up with him.
Later, when he found out that she was related to the Ninth Prince, he was furious, but it was useless. He only wanted to take revenge. But when he really went to take revenge, he actually didn't kill her. He also wanted to ask her why she betrayed them. She betrayed the oath they had once sworn to be loyal to their master forever and to live and die together.
What happened next was beyond his expectations. Even now, she was swaggering around the capital as if nothing had happened. He really couldn't understand why she was doing this.
Shi Sheng came out after a while. She lowered her eyes and walked past him. There was a faint smell of medicine on her body. It was a little bitter.
"Hongjin, how did you get injured?" Zi Jing chased after Shi Sheng. "Why can't you recover?"
Shi Sheng went out and the cold wind swept over her. She hugged her fox fur coat tightly and her voice was a little broken by the cold wind. "I also want to know."
The medicine she had brought was useless for this wound, and the doctor also couldn't tell what had happened. Now she suspected that it was a gu.
If it was really a gu, she couldn't tell who had put it in her for the time being.
The original owner had lost too much of her memory …
"You don't even know how you got injured?" Zi Jing continued to ask.
"I was attacked by the Ninth Prince's men."
"The Ninth Prince?" Zi Jing rushed in front of her. "Why did the Ninth Prince's men attack you?"
"Probably because I'm more good-looking."
Zi Jing: "…"
…
Shi Sheng had nothing to do all day. If she was not listening to stories in the teahouse, she would be alone in the inn. Occasionally, she would go to the medical hall to change her dressing. It was as if she was really waiting for the Seventh Prince to come back.
The spring snow melted and the trees around the street began to sprout. Tender green leaves grew and shook in the breeze. Yesterday, they were still small shoots, but today, they had grown a lot. In the blink of an eye, the trees were green.
"Ah, Miss, you're here?"
As soon as Shi Sheng stepped into the teahouse, the waiter came to greet him.
Shi Sheng nodded slightly. "Why is it so quiet today?"
"Today, the Ninth Prince's wedding procession is coming to the capital. Everyone went to watch the fun. I'm afraid that you won't be able to listen to stories today." The waiter explained.
Yan Luan was back?
After such a long time, she should be back.
Recently, she had been investigating the original owner and the Ghost Smoke City, so she didn't pay much attention to this place.
The Xia Kingdom was famous for its talents. The beautiful Princess Ning Huan married into the Yan Kingdom. The people were very curious and had already occupied the best seats to watch the procession. The army stood on both sides of the street to prevent people from blocking the way.
As for the royal family, they were already waiting outside the city.
Shi Sheng came late, so he could only stand outside.
When it was almost noon, Shi Sheng saw the people from the Seventh Prince's palace hurriedly coming from the street. It seemed that they were going to leave the city. The army stopped them and the two sides argued. In the end, the army let them out of the city, but most of the soldiers were a little angry.
When the Seventh Prince was favored, everyone in his mansion also became arrogant.
Not long after the people from the Seventh Prince's palace left, a large procession came in.
"They're here, they're here."
"They're here. Can we see Princess Ning Huan?"
"What's the rush? Princess Ning Huan's carriage hasn't come in yet."
The people stretched their necks to look at the city gate. The procession in front was very long. They didn't know where Yan Luan had borrowed so many soldiers from the Yan Kingdom to escort her.
The first to enter the city was Yan Luan. She rode a horse and followed the procession slowly.
The people knelt down to greet her. The princes weren't as scary as the Emperor. Most of the people still dared to look.
The fiery red procession followed Yan Luan in. There were red veils hanging all around. When the procession swayed, the veils fluttered. The figures inside were partly visible, but they could only be seen as silhouettes.
Yan Luan scanned the crowd. Her gaze came into contact with a black figure, and her body suddenly tensed up.
Shi Sheng was wearing a black brocade robe. Everyone was kneeling beside him, except for her. It was impossible not to be conspicuous.
Shi Sheng stretched out his hand and waved at Yan Luan in a friendly manner.
Yan Luan gritted her teeth. This woman …
She suppressed the anger in her heart and looked forward. She couldn't have a conflict with her on the street.
Princess Ning Huan's carriage had just passed the city gate when there was a sudden commotion behind. Yan Luan reined in the horse and asked the person beside her, "What's going on?"
Someone came from behind. "Your Highness, the Seventh Prince's carriage is behind us. They asked to enter the city first and asked us to give way."
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