He had been exposed to the wind on the top of the mountain longer than Ji Wan, and was now a little cold, so he also followed Ji Wan's example and reached out to pull the charcoal brazier.

"Oh? So that's the case! Mingyu, don't forget to call me when the time comes so I can bring the gift myself!"

By the time Ji Wan's cheeks were flushed from drinking and he was staggering down the mountain, the sun had already set.

The orange faded and the sky gradually turned dark blue.

Her mind was in a state of chaos. Even in the middle of winter, Ji Wan felt extremely hot. Xie Mingyu's alcohol tolerance was truly astonishing. Even after the final sip, he was still able to say goodbye to her with a composed expression.

The son of an aristocratic family is indeed a veteran who has been immersed in wine and women since childhood. Ji Wan feels inferior to him.

When Ji Wan sprained her ankle for the third time, Yang Guan couldn't help but run to Ji Wan and said nervously, "Your Highness, please get up. I will carry you. It's freezing cold and you won't know how much suffering you will have to endure if you sprain your ankle."

Ji Wan readily followed suit, using both hands and feet to lie on Yang Guan's still slender back. Closing her eyes and enduring the dizziness in her head, she leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Are there any assassins around now?"

"Your Highness, they haven't left yet and are coming towards us now." Yang Guan lifted Ji Wan's body, which was slightly slipping, up, and a cruel and cold light flashed in his eyes.

Ji Wan closed his eyes and breathed a little heavier. It was really uncomfortable to drink too much, and the fatigue from working overtime in the previous month seemed to come back.

I closed my eyes and listened carefully. Sure enough, there were indeed many chaotic footsteps coming. "Kill them all. No need for trial. Go back early. I still have to celebrate the New Year with my mother and worship the Kitchen God."

Yang Guan didn't even slow down while carrying Ji Wan on his back. He just said in a low voice, "Yes."

It was not completely dark yet, so Yang Guan could still clearly see a group of assassins wearing conspicuous black clothes in the snow.

“Stop!” “Stop!”

Yang Guan didn't even raise his eyes, he just cast a spell to block all the cold wind around Ji Wan.

The assassins only shouted twice, and seeing that Yang Guan had no reaction, they continued to move forward and swung their swords directly at Ji Wan who was carried on Yang Guan's back.

Yang Guan's eyes became fierce, and mysterious spiritual power instantly surged out from his body. In an instant, the black-clad assassin stopped moving, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.

Yang Guan did not stop and even quickened his pace a bit. The prince was so thin that he looked like he had no weight on his back.

He didn't notice at all that the bodies of the black-clad assassins surrounding him were all broken into two pieces, and the bright red warm blood splattered all over the surrounding white snow, even melting a lot of snowflakes.

Half an hour later, Yao Cheng, who was stationed outside the city wall of Dan, looked at the many incomplete and bloody corpses carried back by the soldiers with heartache.

"Is it Ji Wan himself who is the immortal, or the eunuch beside him who is the immortal?" Xie Xun put down the mat in his hand after just one look, and then muttered to himself.

"Mr. Mingyu, have you forgotten? If Ji Wan was a cultivator, would she still be fighting with us here? She would have run off to the [realm] to stir up trouble long ago." Yao Cheng straightened the clothes of the corpse wrapped in the mat and said with gritted teeth.

"Humph, a mere eunuch. Maybe you can bribe him with some gold and silver. Yao Cheng, send someone to find an opportunity. It would be best if they could reach Shicheng and bribe the eunuch."

Xie Xun had hidden many assassins in the mountains today, just to see if they could find an opportunity to kill Ji Wan directly, but he didn't expect that he would fail so completely!

Oh, but it didn't matter if he failed. He had thought it through and had a reason to block Ji Wan's questioning. He had been drinking with Ji Wan all day today. If he wanted to kill her, he would have poisoned the wine long ago. Why bother with this unnecessary effort?

So even if he fails, as long as he doesn't admit that he sent the assassin, then this matter has nothing to do with him.

He made preparations for both scenarios. This assassination was a test. It would be best if Ji Wan could be killed. Although Ji Wan's old subordinates might be in some trouble, since the person was dead, the final beneficiary would definitely be him, Xie Xun.

If he couldn't kill him, he could also encourage Ji Wan to join him in fighting against the 100,000 soldiers brought by Lou Shao, wasting Ji Wan's strength and making it easier for him to take over Shicheng in the future.

After all, it was a fact that Ji Fuguang had less troops than him. They were all on the same boat, so she had to help him whether she wanted to or not.

I didn't expect to get such an unexpected reward. I actually found out who the immortal was! Haha, knowing who the immortal was would make things easier. But the immortal turned out to be a eunuch! Who would believe this if I told anyone else?

When Ji Wan was gently awakened by Yang Guan, she had already returned to the newly built house in Xicheng, where her mother Xiling Mingyue was waiting for her.

"Mother, do you know that the royal capital has General Lou Shao?" Ji Wan rubbed his cheeks which were red from being drunk.

"Lou Shao? What's wrong, Fu Guang? Did the court send..." Xiling Mingyue hesitated to speak. She guessed that Lou Shao must have been sent by the emperor to suppress Ji Wan.

Ji Wan nodded, "Mother, Lou Shao brought a hundred thousand soldiers and horses with him, and was ordered to wipe out the rebels."

Xiling Mingyue's tone was amusement: "Really? Ji Qin is really picky about his candidates..." She covered her smiling mouth with her hand.

Ji Wan raised an eyebrow. Sure enough, her guess was correct. "Is this Lou Shao my mother's subordinate?"

"Yes, I saved Lou Shao before I entered the palace. Don't worry, Fu Guang, he is a grateful person." Xiling Mingyue nodded lightly, then picked up the hand warmer that had just been filled with charcoal and stuffed it into Ji Wan's arms.

"Okay, mother, let's not talk about this today. Let's go inside and eat! We'll go offer sacrifices to the Kitchen God later! Today is the first time mother and I have been able to spend the first Little New Year together, free outside the palace."

Ji Wan shook his head, letting the cold wind blow away his drunkenness, then took the lantern from Nie Ying's hand, pulled Xiling Mingyue through the snow-covered courtyard, and returned to the house.

The stove in the house was burning brightly, making the whole room warm. Exquisite dishes were lying quietly on the table, making Ji Wan drool with greed.

There are only six or seven days left until New Year's Eve. It would be great if I could spend the New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve together with my mother and Yang Guan like this in the future.

In her previous life, she had never celebrated a reunion holiday with her family. She had always spent it with many children in the orphanage who were in the same situation as her.

Although it is lively, it is not as good as being with family.

Since the people of Qingshizhou met Ji Wan in March, their living standards have risen sharply. They can even live a good life during droughts. They live much more comfortably than the people in other cities.

Therefore, the people were very grateful to Ji Wan. Of course, they also saw a different side of the imperial aristocracy.

Ji Wan has not appeared in Qingshi State for nearly two months, and many people still miss Ji Wan.