After walking out of Jiang Taichang's house, Mingshu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the emotions that were pressing on her heart were dissipated.

"Why did the host speak for her to help her?" No. 666 was very confused.

"We are all traveling through time, so we can help a little bit."

Mingshu explained: "She was afraid that she was poisoned by those time travel novels. If she did such a thing under imitation, there was no need to completely ruin her reputation."

"There are quite different from the ancient times. She didn't adapt to her thinking for a while, and she was afraid that she would still think that time traveling was a joke."

"But in ancient times, life was not as easy as she thought."

Mingshu's tone was faint: "If she was stubborn and did something to commit suicide, I would not help her..."

"Hey!" A pair of hands patted her shoulders.

Mingshu was concentrating on communicating with No. 666 when someone suddenly appeared behind her and was shocked.

At this time, she was on the edge of the stairs, frightened, and her ankle sprained and fell straight downstairs.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, her back collar was lifted and her whole body rose into the air.

Then, he was lifted to the wall before he was put down.

First, he almost went downstairs, and then he was pinched by fate's back neck. The successive encounters made Mingshu, who had not eaten, unable to feel at ease for a long time.

She leaned softly against the wall like a noodle, as if she had lost her soul.

Shen Mingshu: It almost got cold, I have to go slow.

"Hey, you... are you okay?" A little girl's voice rang in her ear, her tone was quite nervous.

Mingshu replied weakly: "First, I don't call him Hey, my name is Shen Mingshu..."

"Second, I have something to do, I want to be quiet."

"Haha." The little girl burst into laughter, "I know you are Shen Mingshu, but how do you know I am Jingjing?"

"We probably haven't seen it before."

As he said that, a small face came to Mingshu, his eyes full of curiosity.

Only then did Mingshu see clearly the little girl's appearance. Her skin was as white as white, clean and smooth. Her cat's eyes were slightly raised, shining with a cunning light, looking clever and beautiful.

Looking at Mingshu's dazed eyes, Jingjing giggled again: "You are so interesting."

As he said that, Jingjing stretched out his hand to Mingshu: "I was sorry just now. I just wanted to say hello to you, but I didn't expect to scare you."

Mingshu barely stood up with the hand that Jingjing handed over. She shook her head: "It's not your fault, I'm distracted. Thank you for holding me in time."

She looked at Jingjing's appearance and was a little surprised. Such a thin little girl actually lifted her up just now?

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"Hahaha, it's not me who pulled you in time just now." Jingjing shook her head and pointed to the edge of her finger, "It's him."

"Ha?" Mingshu looked in the direction she pointed, and then she realized that there was someone else on the side.

The bamboo green brocade robe is well-made and has exquisite silver patterns embroidered on it. Mingshu's eyes moved upwards, but when she saw the man's face, she was shocked and bounced back.

"Thank you... Thank you?" She stuttered, and her ears quickly turned red.

Xie Jiayan's eyes stayed on her trembling legs for a second before saying, "If you are still uncomfortable, just sit for a while, don't force it."

As he said that, Xie Jiayan glanced at Jingjing seriously: "If I weren't here, you would have caused a disaster."

Mingshu's ears were like they were burned by fire... So, was the person who mentioned her just now Xie Jiayan?

Shen Mingshu: Ahhhhhh! I have had close contact with the male god, happy!

Shen Mingshu: But was I very embarrassed just now? Hey, I won’t leave any bad impression on him, right?

Huh huh huh huh...

The desperate voice of No. 666 sounded: "Host, don't whimper in my heart anymore, I'm going to be clamored to death."

"Just say it out loud. No. 666 is innocent."

Jingjing stuck out her tongue embarrassedly: "I originally wanted to call her at the door, but that's too often, don't you know that we are listening to the corner of the wall?"

Shen Mingshu: Listen to the corner of the wall???

Xie Jiayan raised his head: "You are the one who listens to the corner of the wall."

He raised the food box in his hand: "I'm here to deliver lunch to the teacher."

Jingjing:??? Didn’t you listened so enthusiastically just now?

Mingshu shook her head and looked at Xie Jiayan with bright eyes: "I'm fine, thank you for the prince's rescue. My name is Shen Mingshu, and I am a student in the inner room."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha." Jingjing laughed and hiccupped, "Thank you, prince, hahahahahaha..."

Xie Jiayan was too lazy to pay attention to her, but just nodded slightly to Shen Mingshu: "I know you, Shen Mingshu."

"Ah." A light flashed in Mingshu's eyes, "Thank you, Prince... Do you still remember me?"

"I happened to see it when you memorized the book last time." Xie Jiayan recalled her bud head and subconsciously looked at Mingshu's head.

Well, today I was wearing tender yellow beads.

Xie Jiayan thought it was pretty good too.

Mingshu was a little disappointed. It turned out that she didn't recognize her...

Yes, after so long that he may not still remember her.

However, whether it is her in the past or her now, Xie Jiayan always remembers her now.

Thinking of this, a shy expression appeared on Mingshu's face again.

"Aren't you looking for a teacher?" Xie Jiayan did not mention the previous topic. His eyes turned to Jingjing, and his tone was a little impatient.

Jingjing shook his head: "Next time next time."

She smiled and said, "I want to be intimate with Mingshu first."

Shen Mingshu:???

Xie Jiayan nodded, carried the food box and was about to leave.

Mingshu's gaze quietly attached to his back, but unexpectedly he took a step, turned around, looked at her seriously, and said in a deep voice: "What you said just now..."

“It’s right.”

After saying that, Xie Jiayan did not wait for her to respond and turned around and walked towards Jiang Taichang's room.

Woo woo woo woo woo woo... being praised.

Mingshu held her face and felt that the temperature was hot.

"It's coming back to her senses!" Jingjing's little hand waved in front of her eyes.

Mingshu then remembered that there was another Jingjing who said she wanted to be intimate with her, so she became even more shy.

Jingjing smiled and approached her: "You like Xie Jiayan, don't you?"

Suddenly, Mingshu looked around in a hurry and found that no one was allowed to breathe a sigh of relief.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm her emotions, and shook her head: "No..."

Jingjing pulled her hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely not tell anyone."

Obviously, I decided on this matter.

After several years, she talked to Xie Jiayan face to face again. She couldn't control her emotions for a moment, and her expression was too obvious.

Jingjing said regretfully: "I don't know what you think. Xie Jiayan is like a stinky stone. He has a bad temper and hates his words. Where is the best place?"

"Forget it, Xu Shiyun is so stupid. You are such a fragrant and soft little girl, so you can't even think about it?"

As she said that, she leaned close to Mingshu and sniffed: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Xu Shiyun, a strange name, but in Jingjing's tone, seemed to be Xie Jiayan's admiration.

However, when they heard Jingjing mention Xie Jiayan's tone, they should be familiar with each other, but they don't know what the relationship is.

Mingshu asked tentatively: "What's your name?"

Jingjing rolled her eyes and waved her hand and said, "Just call me Jingjing."

This is because I don’t want to say it anymore, and Mingshu didn’t force it. She said seriously: “Jingjing, is there anything you are going to ask me for?”

"It's nothing..." Jingjing smiled, "I just want to know you."

"Know me?" Mingshu scratched her head.

"I think what you said just now is very special." Jingjing's pupils were very light in color, and her eyes seemed full of spirituality as she circulated.

She looked at Mingshu and said in a curious tone: "You are the legitimate daughter. Whether the concubine can enter school or not does not matter to you. Why do you want to say that to Taichang?"

"Besides, aren't there usually no incompatible relationship between the legitimate daughter and the concubine? Why do you still have to talk to your concubine sister?"

Mingshu thought for a while: "It's probably for fairness..."

"I said those words not as a legitimate daughter, not even as a woman, but as a person who longs for fairness."
To be continued...