As An Moxue led the woman along, the woman said, "My name is Zhuang Zhou. My family is from Shannan. Later, because we were reported for having overseas connections, the cabinet committee and Red Guards ransacked our home."

Later, my brother used his connections overnight to send me to a friend's house in Kyoto. He was serving in the military there and planned to leave after he got my educated youth status sorted out.

But somehow, rumors started circulating that we were having an improper relationship. He was reported, paraded through the streets, and discharged from the military.

Later I learned that it was a rumor spread by three women who were jealous that I was staying at their house. It just so happened that he had just finished a mission and made a contribution, which gave his opponents an opportunity to cause this.

Those three women, seeing that I was in trouble, didn't let me off the hook. Not only did they humiliate me, but they also bribed a few Red Guards to try and insult me.

I escaped with my life on the line, stole a gun, and killed them all. Then, with my last bit of money, I boarded a train and arrived in Jeonju. Hearing that it was possible to cross the border, I did so, and that's when I met you, who saved me.”

"Your brother's friend is from the Kyoto Military Region?"

"yes."

How is he now?

"I don't know, he'll probably be demoted! I'm so sorry to him, I've dragged her down with me." The woman said, and then started to cry.

She didn't cry when she was on the run, she didn't cry when she was about to be humiliated, but she cried when she talked about that man. That's interesting.

An Moxue thought to herself, "What a coincidence! It was just a rumor I overheard in Kyoto! I never expected that the person in question would end up right next to me."

What are your plans for going to Mongolia?

"No."

"Since your family has overseas connections, you must be well-off and educated!"

"I graduated from high school."

"Come with me, how about it? I can give you a place to stay."

The woman's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? Don't worry, I can do everything—laundry, cooking, anything. If you don't know how, you can learn."

"You'll need to learn Mongolian and Russian. I'll arrange what you need to do then, but you won't have to do laundry or cook."

"Thank you, anything is fine with me."

"Do you regret killing those three people? Were you scared at the time?"

"I don't regret it. Public opinion can be devastating, and even the most accumulating words can destroy a person. People's words are an invisible knife. Brother Niu and I are both innocent, especially Brother Niu. If it weren't for me, he would have been promoted very soon. How innocent he is!" Zhuang Zhou said, and then he started crying again.

An Moxue is not a crybaby, nor does she know how to comfort someone who cries.

So I had to ask, "How old are you this year?"

"sixteen."

"Are you good at anything?"

"Hmm?" She thought for a moment and asked, "I don't know, I just graduated from high school."

An Moxue breathed a silent sigh of relief, relieved that the crying had stopped.

"You're unfamiliar with this place, how did you end up in Jeonju City, far from Kyoto?" An Moxue was genuinely curious.

"Don't you know? Actually, there are a lot of people climbing onto trains and sneaking on without paying. On the train, the conductors can't possibly manage it all. I just try to avoid them on the train. When they encounter me, I pretend to be pitiful, saying that my parents forced me to marry a mentally challenged man, or a widower with several children. I'm telling them nice things, making myself sound pitiful, and they'll turn a blind eye."

"Did it just continue like this all the way to Quansaizhou City?"

"I changed vehicles several times along the way. I took any vehicle I could find, as long as it was in a border city. I was thinking that it would be best if I could escape to a foreign country."

What should I do when I'm sad?

"Just endure it! It's better to live a miserable life than to die. Just hang in there, and it'll pass."

"Have you never thought about suicide?"

She fell silent at this point.

An Moxue was about to apologize for her rashness when Zhuang Zhou continued, "I've thought about it, but thinking about the injustice I've suffered, I can't accept it. I haven't done anything dishonorable, so why should I die? And those who spread rumors with nothing to lose are still living well. That won't do!"

"Good, well said. We should live well, live a good life, and live a better and more wonderful life than anyone who doesn't want you to."

An Moxue took Zhuang Zhou to the border village of Mongolia, found Lao Hei, and obtained a legal Mongolian identity for Zhuang Zhou. Unlike An Moxue, who required Mongolian noble status, Zhuang Zhou was just a poor man, so the process was quick, and he received his new identity certificate the next day.

An Moxue led Zhuang Zhou to the nearby train station by carriage, following the usual procedure.

After finding a hotel and washing up, the two of them looked at each other and were momentarily stunned when they came out.

An Moxue never expected that Zhuang Zhou really looked like water, gentle and comfortable. You really can't judge a book by its cover.

Zhuang Zhou was surprised that An Moxue was so beautiful and so young, about the same age as her.

“Zhuang Zhou, remember, my name is Abaganar Gido, you can just call me Miss Gido.”

Looking at An Moxue's gorgeous robe and bright red coral jewelry, she knew that this Miss Jiduo was no ordinary person; at the very least, she was very wealthy.

"Hello, Miss Jido."

"Let's go, let's buy train tickets to Ulannach now."

When An Moxue arrived at the station, she bought the most expensive soft sleeper ticket and started catching up on sleep.

After several days of travel, I couldn't sleep well, so I fell asleep as soon as I got on the bus.

When she woke up again, several hours had passed.

"Let's go eat."

An Moxue displayed all the typical spoiled aristocratic airs in the carriage. "Waiter, this meat isn't cooked properly; it has a bit of a gamey smell."

Zhuang Zhou didn't understand. Isn't this mutton? How can mutton not have a gamey smell?

"Miss, would you like some chive blossom sauce?"

An Moxue glanced at him sideways and said casually, "Do you have beef buns?"

The waiter bowed and scraped, "Yes, yes. Here's a plate for you."

After choosing the lamb, she picked out the plates. "Fine, I told you last time I was on the bus that the pattern on your plates wasn't nice, why didn't you listen!"

"Yes, I've already spoken to my supervisor, but it takes time, doesn't it? Please understand."

"Hurry up! If it's the same plate next time, don't blame me for complaining to the Chief of Staff about your train captain."

After hearing her words, the flight attendant bowed even more humbly, "Yes, yes, I will definitely pass on the message to the conductor."

"Alright, you can go now! That's all for now."

Zhuang Zhou watched in stunned silence.

An Moxue looked at her and asked, "What did you figure out?"

"Miss Jido, why is he so obsequious to you?"

"Good question. Remember, this isn't the Lan Kingdom. Don't treat this place like you would in the Lan Kingdom, or you'll suffer. There are classes here. Nobles are a chasm that commoners can never cross, even after several lifetimes. Nobles are the ruling class, understand? If I weren't a noble, see if he would still give me a good look. Learn and observe more. I won't be staying in Mongolia for more than a few days. I'm going to Oseri soon. Do you want to come with me, or stay in Mongolia for a while before going?"

"Miss Gido is taking me to Osiri?"