It seems that she came here for a reason.

Si Jingyu printed out the appearances of the man's subordinates and the person who put the poison on him. Now that he has the portraits, is he still afraid of not being able to find the person?

He stood up and picked up Su Qingzhu, then he lay down on the recliner and let Su Qingzhu lean on his arms.

He patted Su Qingzhu's back gently and asked the doubts in his heart in a gentle tone: "Is there something wrong with our era?"

Su Qingzhu listened to his steady heartbeat and the sound of his chest beating when he spoke, and replied, "It should be, but I don't know what exactly happened."

With so many time travelers arriving one after another, and some even being reborn, she felt like someone was playing a big game of chess, and they were just pawns in it.

Fortunately, apart from Si Jingyu, no one else discovered that she was a time traveler.

“Why does it seem like there isn’t a single good person?”

Su Qingzhu laughed and looked sideways at him, "Am I not a good person?"

Si Jingyu could tell she wasn't angry, so he slowly expressed his feelings. "How should I put it? Apart from your abilities, I don't think you're out of this era at all."

“But I’m an outsider.”

"No." Si Jingyu stroked her long hair, "You integrated into this era so quickly, as if you were born to belong to this era."

Su Qingzhu didn't understand.

She feels a sense of belonging to this era simply because this is her motherland, her "mother".

She loves "her", accepts every aspect of "her", and naturally integrates quickly.

What's more, she has been here for less than a year, but in her previous life, she had been here for nearly fifty years, almost a lifetime.

That's what she thought, and that's what she said.