Miss Jun felt that she should think of something, but in fact she had no idea at all, and a strong wind also hit her at the same time.

"Friend, if you want to see me, come down and see me. Can you see clearly from such a distance after following me all night?"

Zhu Zan's voice followed.

Miss Jun only felt her legs go numb and painful, and she fell forward to her knees uncontrollably.

In front of her were steps that got lower and lower, and she fell down just like she had fallen from the wall of Cheng Guogong's house.

Miss Jun felt the world spinning around her, and then she fell to the ground with a thud.

The ground was paved with smooth bluestone, and Miss Jun felt like a cake that was slapped on it.

Her tears suddenly welled up.

Sometimes we shed tears not because we want to cry, but because it is a natural reaction because it hurts so much.

"Oh my god! Is this the level of the current female leaders of the Royal Guard?"

Zhu Zan's voice was still shouting in my ears.

"You sent the wrong person. Shouldn't you be doing the errand in the brothel?"

As he spoke, he walked closer, but Miss Jun did not get up. She continued to lie on the ground. The pain had slowly subsided, but she was so exhausted from running all night that she could not get up once she lay down.

Miss Jun simply lay on her side and looked at Zhu Zan.

Zhu Zan also saw her face and his eyes widened immediately as if he had seen a ghost.

"You?" he said.

Miss Jun looked at him.

"Yes, what a coincidence," she said.

Zhu Zan looked her up and down, somewhat stunned and a little amused.

"It was you who followed me this night?" he said.

Miss Jun wiped her tears with her sleeve and slowly stood up.

"Did you know someone was following you?" she said.

"Of course I know." Zhu Zan said, "But these people are like this. I have to beat them up, but if they want to follow me, I still have to let them follow me. Anyway, they can't do anything to me. This is called hitting me with a stick and then giving me a sweet date."

Nonsense again.

Miss Jun lowered her eyes.

"How is this nonsense? Haven't you heard that good people don't fight with crazy people?" Zhu Zan saw her thoughts and said, "Give these crazy people some sweet things, let them think they are powerful, so that it will be easier to get things done."

gibberish.

Miss Jun stood up and walked towards her own grave.

Your own grave, sounds weird, doesn't it?

"What are you doing?" Zhu Zan said.

Miss Jun was already standing in front of the tomb, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The tomb of Princess Nine-Year-Old.

She looked at the words on the tombstone. She could read the contents of the epitaph with her eyes closed.

She closed her eyes, trying to feel the complex emotions, but as soon as she closed her eyes, a faint strange smell came into her nostrils.

The fruits and vegetables placed before the tomb had lost their former fragrance. The only fresh thing here was the strange flower.

Is this what the flowers of the northern sand birch smell like?

Miss Jun couldn't help but open her eyes.

No, this is not the scent of flowers, this is the smell of medicine.

Her eyes fell on the stone platform in front of the tombstone. The flowers had been thrown and hung on the tombstone. Two small bottles and the spilled juice were still there.

juice.

What kind of juice is this? It can actually make dead trees come back to life and dry flowers bloom?

No way...

Miss Jun didn't care about being sad. She picked up some juice with her hand and put it into her nose to sniff it, with a look of disbelief.

"What is this?" She turned and asked Zhu Zan beside her.

"Water." Zhu Zan answered readily.

Miss Jun pouted.

"Is your water like this?" she said unhappily. She swiped the juice again, "Is this the purple fairy plant?"

Zhu Zan raised his eyebrows.

“I know that, but you’re still asking.” he said.

Before she finished her words, Miss Jun had already stood in front of him, and her head almost hit his chin.

Zhu Zan sighed and stepped back. Miss Jun had already reached out and smeared the juice on his clothes.

"This is the purple angelica plant. Do you know how precious it is?" she asked anxiously.

It took the master so many years to find one. She also finally found one, this Zhu Zan!

She felt angry and anxious but didn't know what to do, so she subconsciously raised her hand and hit him angrily.

I just regret that I don’t have a whip in my hand.

Zhu Zan dodged in two or three moves.

"You are a woman with a problem." He said, "Of course I know how precious this purple fairy plant is. Do I need you to tell me?"

Miss Jun stopped and looked at him hatefully.

"You know you're still messing around like this!" she yelled.

Zhu Zan frowned.

"Waste?" He sneered with disdain, "Just because your so-called precious things are not used, it is a waste? Your so-called precious things are precious to you, and to me, this is the most precious use."

Miss Jun looked back at the flowers on the tombstone. They were no longer as fresh as before, and gradually turned gray and withered under the morning light.

"Just this one broken flower..." she pointed and said.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhu Zan.

"None of your business," he said, and turned away.

Miss Jun gritted her teeth in anger.

"Don't go," she shouted.

Zhu Zan turned around and pointed at her, with no trace of the usual smile on his face.

"I don't care who you are, or why you followed me. You'd better not provoke me again." He said coldly, "It's not your turn to talk about nobility. Don't forget that your life was bought with this herb. If you think I've wasted it, does that mean your life is worthless?"

Although Miss Jun felt a little embarrassed when he pointed at her nose and scolded her, she still calmed down.

Her emotions fluctuate too much.

Suddenly he saw his own grave, and saw Zhu Zan, with whom he had never met before, offering flowers in front of his grave. He also discovered that the purple fairy plant was actually used for this kind of thing.

All these things came together and she really couldn't control her emotions.

Miss Jun clenched her hands to calm herself down.

"Master Zhu, that's not what I meant." She softened her tone and said, "I... am not doing this for the Purple Immortal Plant. It is indeed yours. You can decide how to use it."

Zhu Zan glanced at her and muttered something, seeming a little surprised by her change of expression and mood.

"That's good," he said, and turned and left.

"Prince Zhu," Miss Jun called out again, "Why did you come to the capital? Do you know this Jiuling Princess?"

Zhu Zan didn't even turn his head and just ran away after hearing the last word.

This bastard!

Miss Jun started to chase after him.

"Why are you running!" she shouted, her temper rising again, "Stop right there."

But if she really started running, she was no match for Zhu Zan. Her legs were badly hurt from the fall just now, and the people in her sight were getting farther and farther away.

The morning light was brighter. As they got closer to the capital, more and more people were walking on the streets. When they saw Miss Jun, who was running breathlessly and looking a little wolfish, they all looked at her in surprise.

Miss Jun ignored the stares and continued running forward with gritted teeth. Even though the smell of the herbs had dissipated a lot and the increase in the number of pedestrians and horses on the road diluted the smell, she was still able to follow the trail with difficulty.

The city gate was seen in front of us. Unlike in the past when people could enter and exit freely, there was a long queue in front of the city gate. Countless officers and soldiers as well as Jinyiwei in flying fish uniforms stood in front of the city gate, searching the people entering and leaving with serious expressions.

They are investigating Zhu Zan.

Miss Jun looked at the shadowy figure in front of her, feeling somewhat puzzled.

How is he going to get into the city?

This is different from at night. Having been fooled by him, these people are now on guard.

Wouldn't it be a sure thing to go into the city and catch everyone if we did so now?

Even if you want to seek shelter from others, you have to find another opportunity.

Miss Jun saw Zhu Zan standing behind the crowd in line.

Let’s see what else he comes up with.

Miss Jun gritted her teeth and hurried to catch up. Just as she got closer, she saw Zhu Zan in the crowd suddenly raise his hand impatiently.

"Hurry up, will you?" he shouted, pushing forward.

The crowds in front and behind, who were already anxious from queuing, became a little agitated.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you squeezing for?"

"Hurry up and reincarnate, grandson!"

The crowd, which was squeezed to the ground, burst into curses.

This caused chaos throughout the city gate.

Zhu Zan, however, continued to push forward.

"You grandsons, let me pass first, and then you can go ahead and do whatever you want," he said.

This remark caused a barrage of scolding from the crowd.

The officers and soldiers in front of the city gate began to scold and ran towards this side at the same time.

Can I still sneak in during the chaos?

With so many officers, soldiers, and civilians involved, it won't be easy to fight.

Miss Jun couldn't help but clench her hands.

However, Zhu Zan, who was surrounded and pushed by the crowd, did not take out his weapon, but raised his hand suddenly.

"I am Zhu Zan!" he shouted, "I am the son of Duke Cheng! Come and catch me!"

Miss Jun was stunned.