The little girl heard this and suddenly looked up at Ji Xingzhi. Her big eyes sparkled and she smiled brightly: "You are right, nothing is more important than being alive."
Ji Xingzhi also smiled and said, "So it's only right that I thank you. I will definitely repay you for saving my life."
The little girl smiled a little embarrassedly, and suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "Oh, I don't know your name yet. My name is Bai Qingman, Bai means white clouds, Qingman means singing and dancing. You can call me Xiaoman. What's your name?"
Ji Xingzhi lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before saying, "Snow is a sign of a good harvest."
Bai Qingman smiled and said, "Your name is really nice and auspicious."
Ji Xingzhi casually curled the corners of her mouth. Xue Zhao was an auspicious name, but she usually used this auspicious name to do unlucky things, so Xue Zhao also became a blood omen.
Bai Qingman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked at Ji Xingzhi in surprise and exclaimed, "Could it be that you are the Master Xue Zhao who won first place in the trial competition?"
Ji Xingzhi laughed and said nothing.
Then, Bai Qingman looked puzzled again, and said thoughtfully, "No, it's said that Master Xue Zhao has dark skin, is accompanied by a wet nurse, and is protected by guards. Besides, Master Xue Zhao is a man, and you are a woman. I was confused and thought you were Master Xue Zhao."
Ji Xingzhi looked at the pink dress she was wearing, and understood. Then she asked, "Xiaoman, where is this place?"
Bai Qingman replied, "This is Wuyang City. We are now in Uncle Qin's private courtyard outside Wuyang City. Outside the courtyard is only a vast expanse of white snow, and there are few people around..."
Ji Xingzhi didn't hear anything Bai Qingman said afterwards. She just stared at Bai Qingman with wide eyes and asked, "Wuyang City?"
Bai Qingman nodded slightly and said, "Yes."
"Has there been any important figure appearing in the city? Or is there anyone who looks like an immortal?" Ji Xingzhi asked.
Bai Qingman thought for a moment, then frowned and shook her head. "I've never heard of it. If such a great figure had come, how could Wuyang City be so quiet? Besides, the only people in the world who look like immortals are people like the Prince Regent. And the Prince Regent is of such noble status, why would he condescend to come to such a barren place?"
When Ji Xingzhi heard this, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly: "What if he comes?"
Bai Qingman didn't expect Ji Xingzhi to say that. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "Haha... Even though he's here, we can't just see the Regent whenever we want."
As he was saying this, someone suddenly called Bai Qingman from outside. Bai Qingman covered Ji Xingzhi with a quilt and walked out with the empty bowl, closing the door behind her.
As soon as Bai Qingman left, Ji Xingzhi got up from the bed, stretched his body, walked to the door and looked outside quietly. Listening to the noise outside, Ji Xingzhi suddenly realized that it was Bai Qingman's turn to sweep the snow.
For several days, Ji Xingzhi stayed in this servant's room to recuperate. Bai Qingman would bring Ji Xingzhi a small bowl of food and hot water in the morning and evening, and at night he would snuggle up on the narrow wooden bed with Bai Qingman.
However, that afternoon, an uninvited guest came to the servant's room. It would be better to say that he was the owner of this yard, because the visitor was none other than Uncle Qin.
Ji Xingzhi sat on the bed, supporting herself with her hands on the edge, and looked quietly at the middle-aged man in front of her.
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