Chi Yan originally wanted to be a killer in southern Xinjiang for the rest of his life.
If it weren't for Qing Shuang's knife being missed by three inches.
She looked at the young man locked in the dungeon who refused to surrender to death with some contempt.
"What's wrong with working for the headmaster? You can eat, drink, and be rewarded with money."
The young man gave her a sip.
"Acknowledge the thief as your father, and seek the skin of the tiger."
She asked Qingshuang if it was true or false.
Qingshuang nodded and shook her head.
Qingshuang is mute and cannot speak.
A few years later.
Chi Yan suddenly transformed and became Shen Yuqing, the eldest daughter of Yushi Zhongcheng Shengu.
During the night banquet, a familiar figure walked over from afar. His straight back was the same as that of the boy in the dungeon back then.
She watched him stand in front of her and slowly held his hands.
"My dear, Chen Feng, it's a pleasure to meet Miss Shen."
At that time, the moonlight was faint, and a pear tree swayed with dancing shadows. She vaguely recalled that there was such a person and a pear tree on the bank of the Dongjiang River that year, and she also smiled and cupped her hands.
"Chen Feng, I'm glad to meet you."
*Ancient fictional background, official positions refer to the Song Dynasty
* Covered in Jianghu skin, but actually writing about court affairs
Purpose: cherish the present moment
