Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

Chapter 714 Little Little Fairy 4

The proprietress brought out the wontons, and Mu Yan first pushed them to Jiang Cha. But the proprietress didn't leave, her eyes full of curiosity as she watched Jiang Cha wolf down the wontons.

"This girl is beautiful, she looks very lucky. How old is she?"

Jiang Cha's mouth was bulging. She looked at the aunt in front of her and then at Mu Yan. She put down her bowl, wiped her mouth, and Mu Yan quickly replied, "You're busy, aren't you?"

The proprietress waved her hand, then sat down at their table as if they were old friends, her eyes brimming with delight as she looked at Jiang Cha: "No rush, young lady, I've never seen your clothes before. Where are you from?"

Jiang Cha took a sip of tea: "Auntie, I'm exactly nineteen this year, but please don't introduce me to any more potential partners. I won't live much longer."

The proprietress exclaimed "Ah!" and Mu Yan gave the owner of the wontons a look, who then came over and pulled her away.

Jiang Cha chuckled, lowered her head to continue eating, and mumbled, "I've finally come all this way, you have to take me out to have fun, I want to have as much fun as I want..."

What do you mean by "you won't live much longer"?

Jiang Cha looked up and saw Mu Yan with a stern face. She tried to brush it off, but Mu Yan grabbed her hand, as if he wouldn't give up until he found out.

Jiang Cha sighed. She was still a stubborn mule. Mu Yan thought she was unwilling to talk, so she spoke again: "You risked your life to help us in the desert. In return, you are now in the capital. Aren't you going to look for medicine? I will help you find it."

What medicine are you looking for?

The two turned around and saw that Mu Yan and Mu Yu were standing behind them. It seemed that they hadn't been there long. Mu Yu's gaze fell on Mu Yan's hand that was pressing on the ginger tea, and her expression was strange.

He stretched out and sat down, looking at Jiang Cha: "Miss Jiang, what's wrong?"

Mu Yan glanced at Jiang Cha and changed the subject: "Shen Dong, aren't you surprised to see Jiang Cha? Were you hiding it from me?"

Mu Yu sat on the other side, staring at Jiang Cha with undisguised scrutiny.

"Sir, I ran into her on the street just last night, and she was..."

Just as Mu Yan was about to speak, Jiang Cha gave him a look. Mu Yan turned around to look, and Jiang Cha pretended to turn her head casually.

"I just went to your house this morning, and you two actually ran into each other here."

Mu Yan glanced at Shen Dong, then looked at Mu Yu to the side, and turned to introduce her to Jiang Cha: "This is my sister, Mu Yu."

Jiang Cha gestured with her chin and said, "Hello."

Mu Yu ignored her and turned to ask Mu Yan who she was. Mu Yan just glanced at her and didn't answer.

Mu Yu then stared intently at the ginger tea.

"I'll take you to get some fabric cut in a bit, and it'll be delivered to the shop quickly."

Mu Yan ordered some more food, and Jiang Cha looked at her clothes: "This is very comfortable."

Mu Yan looked at her helplessly. He didn't know what that strange building in the desert was, but she had too many secrets, and now she was involved in some things in the capital.

Her outfit was so unique and eye-catching.

After dinner, Mu Yu insisted on following them. On the way, Mu Yu kept pestering Mu Yan, pointing to the jewelry stalls on the roadside and wanting to buy hairpins, candied hawthorns, and so on.

Jiang Cha held a candied hawthorn in one hand and an osmanthus cake in the other, and also held a bunch of other things in her outstretched hand.

For some reason, these two people kept asking her if she wanted anything they saw, as if she were a wild woman being led to rediscover society.

On the way, Mu Yu told them to just go to the clothing store to buy it; cutting the fabric and making it would take time.

There were few customers in the women's clothing shops; most young ladies would have their maids pick up their clothes instead of coming in person.

Jiang Cha squatted at the door, while the three people watched with great interest.

As a result, someone pulled her over, and Mu Yu tossed her a set of Hanfu (traditional Han clothing).

Jiang Cha looked at the pure white color, clearly unimpressed, glancing around. Suddenly, she saw something and her eyes lit up. Mu Yan walked to her side and followed her gaze to the red military uniform.

He pointed to the set and told the shopkeeper directly that he would buy it; Jiang Cha changed his clothes at the shop.

"Brother, who is she? Where did you find her?"

Mu Yu stood in front of Mu Yan, her eyes questioning. Mu Yan glanced at her and said, "She is my savior."

"Savior? I know everything that happened to you. How come I don't know you've been to any dangerous places recently?"

Mu Yu felt a sense of crisis about the girl who suddenly appeared.

Mu Yan sighed, put his arm around her shoulder, and led her to the door.

“Ah Yu, there are some things that I can’t tell you, because I don’t understand them either.”

Mu Yu stared into his eyes, and after a long while, her expression softened: "Then where did you bring her back from?"

Still asking, Mu Yan could only sigh: "Her family is all gone, and it seems like she suffered a severe head injury; she can't remember anything."

Mu Yu looked at Jiang Cha, who had just finished trying on clothes, with a puzzled expression. Mu Yan also looked over and said, "This girl has too many secrets."

The red dress made Jiang Cha's skin look even whiter, and her face was flamboyant and beautiful. She turned around in front of Shen Dong, who blushed and nodded.

……

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has ordered that no one is allowed to enter."

The eunuchs at the door blocked her way. The empress's eyes were filled with majesty. She looked very young, not the kind of person who would amaze you at first glance, but she was definitely worthy of the dignified appearance of an empress.

"Go away."

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she didn't need to lift a finger. The air of authority she exuded, as if she had been in a position of power for a long time, made the eunuchs afraid to stop her.

The gates of the Hall of Future Prospects were pushed open, revealing a scene of sensual pleasure: several girls dressed only in thin veils were leaning against a man.

Sometimes, what's tantalizing is what's most alluring. The group acted as if they hadn't seen the empress at all, passing grapes to each other mouth to mouth.

A eunuch approached from behind, bowed, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the Empress has arrived."

The Emperor pulled off the ribbon from his face, his eyes clouded: "Is there something wrong, Empress? Look at your cold face, what's wrong? Did Hong'er upset you?"

"What displeases me is the Emperor. Instead of dealing with state affairs, the Emperor is indulging in revelry day and night with so many lowly maids."

The Emperor sat up abruptly. In the dimly lit room, all that could be seen was his unsteady gait, the smell of wine emanating from him, as he approached the Empress step by step.

He reached out and grabbed the Empress's chin: "Do I need you to teach me how to do things? The Empress has learned her manners now, barging in with these people, what do you intend to do?"

The fragrance emanating from him made her nauseous. The Empress looked at the man before her, her eyes clearly showing disappointment. After a long while, she suddenly laughed out loud: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. The Son of Heaven can do whatever he wants. Your Majesty would not dare to do so."

"Dare not? If you dare not, then bring your men in. Guards! The Empress is kind-hearted and worried about my safety. She is copying Buddhist scriptures for me in the palace. She is not allowed to leave without my order."

The empress narrowed her eyes, showed no further emotion, and turned to leave.

Standing inside Jingren Palace, the flowers on the windowsill had long since withered. The Empress sat absentmindedly on the veranda, staring up at the flowers. Her personal maid draped a cloak over her shoulders: "His Majesty is truly heartless; this is clearly a disguised form of confinement."

This gave those people in the harem a reason to laugh at us, and I just can't understand it."

The Empress turned to look at the courtyard. The leaves were yellow, but they still clung to the trees. "Don't worry about this. He's not like me. He won't be upset no matter what he does."

The palace maid gasped, clearly not understanding her meaning. The Empress smiled, and after relaxing, her eyes showed weariness: "Help me back to rest."

1

On the second floor of Zuixianlou, Jiang Cha rested her hand on the wooden railing, raised her hand to her brow, and gazed into the distance: "The capital is really lively. I haven't seen so many people in many years."

She stretched out and went off to do something, but Mu Yan watched her back and said, "The capital is very big. We only explored the north side today. There will be a lantern festival in the south in a few days. I'll take you there then."

Jiang Cha turned and sat down in the chair, her arms outstretched, hands resting on the chair between her legs. Her eyes seemed to light as she looked at Mu Yan: "Is there some important day?"

Mu Yan felt a little embarrassed by her gaze and looked away: "His Majesty has just recovered from a serious illness, and it is a good thing for the people to pray for his well-being."

"Oh, it seems you're an official too."

Mu Yan smiled and poured her a cup of tea: "I'm just a minor official, a sinecure."

Jiang Cha nodded, then turned her head and saw Mu Yu staring at her with an unfriendly look. Jiang Cha pretended not to see it, but Mu Yu didn't hold back.

"Hey, don't you have any other relatives in the capital?"

Jiang Cha raised an eyebrow, and Mu Yan reprimanded her. Mu Yu stood up and pointed at Jiang Cha: "Brother, her background is unknown. Most importantly, I don't like her. You haven't taken me out to play like you did with her in a long time. Do you like her?"

Jiang Cha sighed and leaned back in her chair. This girl was straightforward and hadn't given her a friendly look on the way there.

Mu Yan didn't say anything because Mu Yu's tears were falling down her face. Mu Yan got up to hand her a handkerchief, but Mu Yu slapped his hand away and ran out the door.

Mu Yan looked at the open door, and Jiang Cha gave him a wink: "Go after them."

Mu Yan hesitated for a moment, then told Jiang Cha to wait for him before turning around and chasing after her. Jiang Cha picked up her teacup, got up, and walked to the window to look down.

Mu Yan chased after Mu Yu, who had already run far away, and brushed past the rider. Jiang Cha looked away from Mu Yan and slowly took a sip of tea.

Meeting the gaze of the man on horseback, Jiang Cha thought, "Wow, it's someone I know." She raised her teacup, a smile in her eyes.

"Wait for me outside the city."

He turned and whispered something to the person next to him, then looked up at the window, where no one was.

There was no sound behind her. Jiang Cha tapped her chopsticks. The waiter had already brought over all the dishes. When An Ying jumped in through the window, Jiang Cha was tearing off a chicken leg.

An Ying placed the sword directly on the table, sat down next to her, and looked at her. Jiang Cha was eating with her mouth full of oil, and she nodded her chin at the food on the table, gesturing for him to join her.

An Ying glanced around the table and stared at her. She had changed her clothes today and looked no different from the girls in the capital, but her snow-white skin was really too eye-catching.

"An Ying".

Jiang Cha put down the chicken bones and wiped the oil off her hands on a cloth on the table: "Jiang Cha."

An Ying looked at her outstretched hand, somewhat puzzled. Seeing that he didn't move, Jiang Cha took the initiative to take his hand and shook it twice, but only for a moment before pulling it back.

An Ying looked down at the hand she had held, lost in thought.

"You're a strange person. You inexplicably picked a fight with me. Do you have some kind of fetish?"

An Ying watched her continue eating, poured herself a glass of water, and then spoke up: "You're also curious, where are you from wearing that outfit yesterday?"

Jiang Cha chuckled: "We're all quite puzzled. We got into a fight the second time we met last night, and then we just glanced at each other on the street and sat down to eat together. What's wrong? Are you looking for another fight?"

An Ying smiled and swirled her teacup: "If there's a chance, I'll leave. I have something to do today."

Jiang Cha immediately made a waving goodbye gesture: "Take care, don't bother seeing me off."

An Ying smirked, took his sword and walked to the window. His horse was below, where there was a lot of foot traffic. He turned to look at Jiang Cha and said, "Jiang Cha."

The latter, with his mouth full of food, grunted in response.

"I'll come find you."

Jiang Cha nodded perfunctorily, and An Ying jumped down directly. Liu Yi said helplessly, "Why are you talking to him? This person is not easy to get along with. You'll just end up causing trouble."

Jiang Cha didn't seem to mind. When he reached in, he finished off a whole table of food. Holding the delicate items, he looked at the leftovers on the table and said, "You guys eat so fast."

Only then did I realize the little incident that had happened. When I opened the package, I found it contained very delicate pastries.

Shen Dong began talking to himself: "The magistrate was temporarily transferred from the county a few months ago. The higher-ups needed him to do some things, and now that those things are done, we're actually idle."

Xiaoyu grew up with adults, and since coming to Beijing, her parents may have neglected her recently; she's still just a little girl…”

At this point, he looked at Jiang Cha and said, "How old are you? You look younger than Xiaoyu."

Jiang Cha said "Oh," adding that the pastry was sweet but not cloying, and beautifully made: "I'm nineteen."

He stretched out his hand and looked at Jiang Cha with a surprised expression, clearly incredulous. Jiang Cha turned her head to look at him, her face innocent: "What's wrong?"

He swallowed hard. She looked to be only sixteen or seventeen, yet she was actually a bit older than him. Jiang Cha smiled and ignored his surprised expression.

Mu Yan returned quickly, and Mu Yu was pulled by him. The little girl had stopped crying, but she still looked at Jiang Cha with an awkward gaze. Jiang Cha ignored her; she had no interest in getting a girl who didn't like her to give her a friendly look.

Finally, the group went to see a play. At that time, opera was very popular, and the singers were very immersed in the story.

Before she knew it, Jiang Cha had been in the capital for a while. During this time, Mu Yan and Shen Dong had been taking her out to eat and drink, and she seemed to have gained a lot of weight.

It was a festival for praying for blessings, and the emperor would personally parade through the streets to receive the people's blessings. This was quite strange, and it seemed that the emperor really cared about the people.

Hurried footsteps sounded and knocked on the gate of Tiandi No. 1. Jiang Cha opened the door with messy hair, and Mu Yu stood at the door, her chest heaving.

"My brother asked me to give this to you."

Mu Yu tossed the things in her hand to her and turned to leave. Jiang Cha looked at the bundle; inside was only a pale yellow robe.

Today, Mu Yan and Shen Dong had a rare opportunity to work, so they went to the palace early to check it out. The streets were packed with people, and all sorts of oddly shaped stalls were set up.

There were illusion stalls and riddle stalls at every turn, and even riverboats for sale—it was quite a lively scene.

Jiang Cha randomly picked up a tea stall and ordered some tea. She watched as several people sat together praising the emperor, and leaned over to listen in.

As a result, we got too close, our ears were almost touching each other's mouths, and the other person stared at us with strange looks.

She could only give an awkward smile: "Excuse me, I'm new here. Is this emperor really that good?"

The way those people looked at her gradually became strange. Jiang Cha looked bewildered. A woman with her hair tied up in a bun patted her child and told her to eat by herself.

Then he turned to Jiang Cha and said, "You silly girl, why are you asking such a stupid question? When the Emperor was still a prince, he helped the late Emperor deal with the floods in the south. After he ascended the throne, he reduced the taxes for farmers and did all sorts of subtle things to consider the people's needs..."

The older woman kept talking on and on, and Jiang Cha was somewhat lost in thought. She narrowed her eyes, and it was unclear whether she had heard anything or not.