Ji Xingzhi looked at the sunset in the sky for a long time. She didn't know whether it was because she was sad or because her eyes were sore, but she shed two lines of tears.
When Liu Yang saw Ji Xingzhi crying, his face changed slightly. He thought that her illness had not yet fully healed, so he asked worriedly, "Is your Majesty feeling unwell?"
Ji Xingzhi shook his head and said nothing.
Hearing this, Liu Yang couldn't help but wonder: "Then why are you crying?"
Ji Xingzhi was slightly startled by these words. She slowly reached out and touched her cheek. Sure enough, her fingertips touched the liquid remaining on her face. Her hand paused slightly, a little lost in thought. How many years had it been since she thought of her past life? She hadn't thought of Yao Yao? It had been so long that she thought she had forgotten everything, but it turned out that at some point, she would still inadvertently recall some fragments.
After feeling sad, Ji Xingzhi came back to her senses, but she was in a state of confusion. When did she become so sentimental? If Yaoyao knew about this, he would definitely say two words to her with a cold face: "Useless."
Thinking of Yaoyao, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but hold her forehead. What should she do? She wanted to see Yaoyao, but she also didn't want to see him... She was afraid of being beaten...
"It's just my eyes are sore." Ji Xingzhi replied to Liu Yang indifferently and turned around to return to the palace.
However, the moment he turned around, Ji Xingzhi, who was originally preparing to go home, caught a glimpse of a figure moving very fast out of the corner of his eye. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was a child who had stolen an adult's wallet.
The child had already run away. The old woman who had been stolen was still unaware of the child's disappearance and sighed slowly: "Poor child..."
Seeing this, Ji Xingzhi frowned and said, "Liu Yang, chase that kid and return the money to that old woman."
Liu Yang hesitated when he heard this: "If I leave, who will protect you?"
Ji Xingzhi thought about it and it seemed so. She originally thought that it would be more efficient to let Liu Yang go alone, but once Liu Yang left, she would have no one to protect her. Her martial arts skills were okay against ordinary people, but if she met a master, she would be finished...
"Find someone to look after the old woman, and then take me with you." Ji Xingzhi thought for a moment and stretched out his two little arms towards Liu Yang.
Liu Yang nodded slightly, bent down and picked up Ji Xingzhi, saying: "I'm sorry."
Then he picked up Ji Xingzhi and left the place with a light tap of his toes.
When Ji Xingzhi and others found the child, they were in a dilapidated courtyard in the northernmost part of the imperial capital.
The yard looked quite large, and the bronze lion statue at the gate was quite exquisite. The lion's mouth was tightly biting the door knocker, but its face did not look ferocious.
The plaque on the door is covered with dust, and the spider has inevitably become a symbol of desolation.
There are two seals on the face of the bronze lion statue. The words on the seals have long become blurred due to wind and rain, and the paper has become transparent and fragile, obviously it is very old.
Ji Xingzhi took a closer look and could vaguely see the blurry words "sealed by the court" and "Tingweifu", but the time of the seizure was no longer clear.
Since the yard was sealed off and it was difficult to push the door open, Liu Yang took Ji Xingzhi and jumped into the yard.
As you enter the courtyard, the scenery that comes into view is quite elegant. Even though it is covered with dust, it still cannot conceal its former charm. Pavilions and towers are arranged in an orderly manner, and garden flowers are in full bloom. The long-dusty courtyard does not emit moldy and pungent odors, but instead emits the fragrant scent of flowers.
The books scattered everywhere seemed to have taken root in the ground, with green grass sprouting around them.
The damaged wooden furniture was still covered with young mushrooms, moss covered the stone slabs, and there were already swallows' mud nests on the eaves. Unfortunately, just like this yard, the owners of the mud nests had long disappeared.
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