Song Qinglan shook her head vigorously as she looked at that excessively delicate face, tears streaming down her face, but she didn't say a word.
Ye Sisi felt utterly bored; the human heart truly was the most complex thing in the world.
"Since you refuse to talk, let's go see the magistrate together. What crime should attempted murder be punished for?"
Song Qinglan cried, "No, I can't go to see the officials, otherwise my reputation will be ruined. Please, please let me go!"
Ye Sisi hadn't expected that this wicked little girl would care so much about her reputation. Well, it was true, this place was similar to ancient times in their world, where a woman's reputation was indeed very important.
Song Qingfeng hesitated, then Ye Sisi tilted her head and said, "Tsk tsk, you want to be a living bodhisattva? Should I call you kind or stupid? In such a large group of people, besides you and this terrified little girl, do you think the others will let you go back alive?"
Song Qingfeng was startled. Needless to say, the servants and guards would all die if they abandoned their master and ran away. His other two classmates were from powerful families, so how could they allow themselves to have such a disgraceful reputation?
His own sister had done such a thing, and he believed that if given the chance, she would not hesitate to turn against him. Unbeknownst to him, he was now surrounded by enemies.
A bead of cold sweat slid down Song Qingfeng's forehead. He was starting to doubt his own existence. Had he been wrong?
Seeing his confusion, Ye Sisi, not wanting the world to lose such a refreshing breeze, calmly said, "If it weren't for what you did, I wouldn't have taken action at all."
Song Qingfeng snapped out of his daze, bowed in thanks, but he was still confused about what to do next.
Just then, two escaped guards peeked out from among the tall trees in the distance. The torrential rain had stopped sometime earlier, and the whole world looked brand new, but the atmosphere in the pavilion remained eerie.
Ye Sisi ignored Song Qingfeng and Song Qinglan. It was getting dark, and the rain had just stopped. There was no rush to report to the authorities, and it wouldn't be right to bother them in the middle of the night.
Su Jiuli smiled and said, "Are you hungry? I'll go hunt some game."
Ye Sisi nodded, and couldn't help but swallow hard: "Senior Brother, I want to eat lamb skewers."
Su Jiuli put on a bamboo hat and slowly walked into the forest. He wasn't worried about this little situation at all and let his junior sister do whatever she wanted.
"Brother Qingfeng, what should we do?"
Song Qingfeng also wanted to ask them what to do. The young girl beside him was just a merchant's daughter. Even he was in danger, let alone her.
Why did things turn out this way? If he said he forgave them and wouldn't tell anyone about what happened here, would they let him off the hook?
Thinking of this, Song Qingfeng smiled self-deprecatingly. It was better to trust this girl he had just met than to gamble his life on these people who had betrayed him.
Thinking of this, Song Qingfeng reached out and helped up the young girl from the Yang family who shared his fate, and walked step by step toward Ye Sisi.
Ye Sisi raised an eyebrow, eating jerky and drinking fruit wine. Without the suppression of spiritual power, her face was slightly flushed, making her look quite charming.
If you ignore the group of people lying not far from her, the scene would be beautiful.
Suppressing his chaotic thoughts, Song Qingfeng bowed and said, "Could you please escort me for a while? The Yongning Marquis's mansion will certainly reward you handsomely."
Yang Zhirou, who had been stunned, quickly said, "Miss, please do us a favor and give us a ride. My father is a wealthy merchant in the Zhu Li Dynasty. You can have anything you want. My father only has me as his daughter. It's definitely not a loss for you to give us a ride."
Ye Sisi chuckled. This little girl was really honest. Before she even spoke, she had already revealed her family's secrets.
However, she did not immediately agree to their request. Instead, she looked at Song Qingfeng and asked, "Young Master Song, what about your younger sister?"
Song Qingfeng gritted his teeth. After all, she was his own sister. If she were really sent to prison, she certainly wouldn't die, but her reputation would be completely ruined.
"You must be an immortal, young lady. Could you please erase Qinglan's memories? It is my fault as her brother that Qinglan is like this. If you agree, I, Song Qingfeng, am willing to serve you like a slave."
Ye Sisi smiled. Song Qingfeng was indeed very smart. She would help someone who was both intelligent and upright.
The next day, something particularly interesting happened in Liancheng.
A group of fierce-looking but limping men voluntarily surrendered themselves to the county magistrate, leaving the magistrate completely bewildered.
It would be difficult for him to eliminate such bandits who had the protection of cultivators, but now they were all revealing all the unscrupulous things they had done.
This is an achievement that fell from the sky! It must be the work of some noble and virtuous immortal. It's a pity that the immortal refuses to show himself, otherwise we would definitely erect a longevity tablet for her.
Ye Sisi changed into an ordinary woman's face and set up a stall at the market in Liancheng with Su Jiuli, who was equally ordinary and not worth a second glance. She also listened to the excited discussion between the vendors and the aunties buying vegetables next door.
No one could have imagined that this noble and virtuous immortal was mingling in the crowd, listening with great interest to her own achievements.
As Su Jiuli skewered the mutton, she listened to Ye Sisi and the guests chatting idly, and couldn't help but twitch her lips.
He never expected that Ye Sisi would choose to sell barbecue skewers in Liancheng after erasing the memories of everyone except Song Qingfeng.
The key is that business is still very good, with customers coming in droves.
He, the former sect leader of the dignified Tianling Sect, has actually been reduced to selling mutton. Who can he complain to?
Ye Sisi handed two skewers of grilled mutton to the uncle in front of her, took the coins, and said with a smile that she was welcome to come again next time.
Compared to aimless sightseeing, Ye Sisi felt it was better to earn some money this way, so that at least the two of them wouldn't have to worry about food and drink.
After selling out of lamb skewers, the two headed back home. As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, Ye Sisi stretched and then smiled as she waved the money bag in her hand: "Senior Brother, guess how much money we made today?"
Su Jiuli's lips twitched, and he announced a number. Ye Sisi shook her head: "Senior Brother, that's not very interesting. You should ask how much we made today."
Su Jiuli discovered that when Ye Sisi returned to her previous state, he was completely unable to handle her sharp tongue, mainly because his brain couldn't keep up at all.
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