Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

A few days later, one night, a carriage was driving on a quiet road. Finally, at dawn, it arrived at the gate of Shangjing. The guards with swords at the gate immediately went up to check.

The guard lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw a man inside with relatively neat clothes. However, his skin color was uneven, as if he had not washed for a long time, and his clothes seemed to be put on temporarily.

Ugly centipede-like scars covered his entire face, and only a pair of dark eyes were still spinning.

There were visible scars all over his body, and no one knew what kind of things he had been through to end up like this. He looked rather pitiful.

The guard asked the driver, "Who is this person?"

The driver said: "He was just an ordinary man. He accidentally fell off a cliff while picking herbs on the mountain. He was covered in wounds and his legs were lame. His family asked me to take him to his relatives in Beijing, saying that they wanted to find a famous doctor here to treat him."

"Here, this is his property deeds list. Please have a look, sir." The driver took out the property deeds list he carried with him and handed it to the guard at the city gate.

The guard took it, looked at it, and after confirming that it was correct, he returned it to the driver and shouted, "Let it go!"

The moment the curtain was lowered, the people in the carriage saw the guard's slightly pitying look and clenched their fists...

……

Gao Jiarong had just finished worshipping Buddha in the palace when the maid beside her helped her up. "Princess, someone from the general's mansion sent a message saying that someone wants to see you."

"who?"

"I don't know either. This is the letter that person delivered to the palace. Princess, please take a look."

Gao Jiarong was not in a hurry and drank a cup of tea silently.

The only person who could deliver letters to her at this time was Lu Huan. She was unwilling to accept that one day she would have to obey his orders. It would be a great shame!

She glanced at the letter coldly, but still took it, wanting to see what he would say.

But when I opened the letter and took a closer look, my eyes widened immediately...

-

On the streets of Shangjing, jugglers displayed their proud and gorgeous skills, vendors on both sides of the street enthusiastically solicited customers, guests came in an endless stream, and the whole street was filled with laughter.

Su Qian held a string of candied haws in her hand and sighed sincerely: "It is worthy of being the capital. It is much more lively than Zhiyi City. Even if it is not a festival, it is just an ordinary day, it is still so lively."

Zhong Wei carefully reminded, "My dear, if you have seen enough of the excitement, we should go find the master."

Lu Huan accepted the invitation of his colleagues and went to Juxing Tower to have a meal and talk.

But he couldn't resist Su Qian's request to go out and play, so he ordered Zhong Wei and Zi Tan to follow Su Qian and protect her.

Su Qian had never seen such a prosperous and bustling scene. She had been used to loneliness since she was a child, and the hustle and bustle did not belong to her.

After coming to the ancient times and witnessing the bustle of Zhiyi City, she was already dazzled at the time, but she never imagined that Shangjing was even more prosperous and wealthy.

"Lu Huan was talking to his colleagues about business. Why would I go to see him so early? There's no need to disturb him."

She was walking aimlessly when she suddenly saw a man with scars all over his face sitting in a wooden wheelchair under a restaurant.

Su Qian saw the suppressed shame and the shaky self-esteem in his eyes.

For some reason, I always feel that he looks familiar, especially his eyes, but I can't remember where I have seen him.

She had no recollection of ever seeing a man with scars all over his face and sitting in a wheelchair, but the way this man looked at her was really strange.

Su Qian looked into his eyes for a while, feeling inexplicably frightened. Zi Tan noticed something was wrong with her and called her, "My dear?"

Su Qian came back to her senses, "Hmm?"

"Oh... I, let's go."

Rosewood: “Yes.”

After the three of them walked a long way, a man in white walked out of the restaurant, "Is it her?"

Scarred man: “Yes.”

"I would recognize her even if she turned into ashes."

Man in white: "It seems that she has forgotten you."

"It doesn't matter if she forgets now. Later... I will make sure she still remembers me even after she dies and goes to hell."

……

On the second floor of Juxing Building, Lu Huan sent his colleagues away and moved to a private room that could see the main entrance downstairs. He ordered a new table of dishes, but when all the dishes were served, he still didn't see Su Qian, so he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Zhongcang!"

Zhong Cang, who was guarding in the dark, rushed out like a gust of wind, "I'm here."

"What's going on with Zhong Wei? Didn't you tell him to bring Su Zhao over for dinner at 4 p.m.? Why hasn't he arrived yet? Send someone to check."

As Zhong Cang listened, he sighed and said that his master's heart was really occupied by Su Zhao and he missed him very much when he couldn't see him for a while.

These days, nine times out of ten, he was asking about Su Zhao.

What kind of charm does she have that can make a cold-hearted person who only cares about revenge miss her?

Zhong Cang glanced downstairs and said, "Master, the people are already downstairs."

There was a sudden bright color in Lu Huan's eyes.

But...soon, he suppressed his emotion, and acted as if he was sitting upright, with a calm and indifferent look.

Zhong Cang glanced at Lu Huan who was pretending to be serious, and was shocked.

It was also thanks to Su Zhao, otherwise I wouldn't have seen his master in this state.

People in love are indeed not very smart. Zhong Cang didn't dare to look at Lu Huan's embarrassing look any longer and turned over and walked out swiftly.

Soon, there was a regular knock on the door of the box.

Lu Huan lowered his voice and said, "Come in!"

Su Qian pushed the door open and walked in: "Are all the dishes served?"

Lu Huan: "Yeah."

Su Qian was used to seeing him like this, so she didn't find it strange. "I just wandered around for a little longer and kept you waiting. This is my apology."

Lu Huan took the brocade box she had prepared, opened it and saw a white jade seal of fine quality inside.

He carefully stroked the white jade seal and looked at the words carved underneath it, somewhat puzzled. "Since you gave me the seal, why is the word Zhao carved on it?"

Su Qian washed her hands and said, "When you write to me in the future, use this stamp. This way I will know it is from you."

"If I give you an image with the word 'call' engraved on it, the letter you write to me will be too eye-catching. Others will be able to tell it at a glance."

Upon hearing this, Lu Huan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.

He was really confused by what she said.

If she had always been by his side, why would he write to her?

If she wasn't on the opposite side of him, why would she have to worry about getting her eyes dotted?

The only thing is that she won't stay with him forever.

She still has to leave.

Lu Huan smiled coldly: "If you stay by my side obediently, why should I write to you?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Or do you want to leave?"

Su Qian paused as she was serving him soup. Lu Huan's expression looked really bad. She had spoken without restraint for a moment and now realized how stupid her words were.

The best thing to do now is to calm him down as soon as possible. No matter what, the two of them cannot have a falling out. After all, Lu Huan is her hope of returning home.

Su Qian said hurriedly: "That's not what I meant."

Lu Huan asked: "What do you mean?"