Half an hour later, Jing Ling happily changed into new clothes, had enough food and drink, and then got on the carriage back to Beijing.

Looking at the figure of the carriage gradually walking away, the few young eunuchs guarding the imperial mausoleum could not return to their senses for a long time.

The person who reacted first pushed the person next to him and asked in a low voice: "Is that guy just now really not a ghost?"

There were only a few of them, but they personally watched her coffin being lowered the day before.

Even if he was still alive at that time, a whole day and night had passed. Even a living person who had been buried in a coffin for such a long time would probably be dead.

Xu Shi also thought of this, and for a moment, the faces of the young eunuchs suddenly became ugly.

The more courageous little eunuch pushed everyone and signaled everyone to go back to the house quickly.

"What my father-in-law said is what he said. Don't ask what we shouldn't ask, and don't understand what we shouldn't understand."

Working as a royal servant, you can't even take care of your own life, so who has the extra leisure to think about other things?

……

At this time, in a side hall behind the imperial mausoleum, the old eunuch who was called father-in-law by the young eunuchs just now was kneeling on the ground, showing a frightened but flattering smile to the people behind the curtain.

After giving the man three sips, the old eunuch weighed his tone and said, "Everything I said just now is true. That man really called himself the eldest princess who has come back from the dead."

Perhaps because he was afraid that the man would be unhappy, the old eunuch hurriedly described Jing Ling's dress and appearance in detail, from top to bottom.

With the smoke curling up in the room and the sound of wooden fish praying for blessings not far away, the room seemed distant and Zen-like.

"is it?"

After a long time, I heard a voice coming from behind the curtain.

The voice was deep and clear, like deep spring water in the mountains, making those who heard it feel relaxed and happy.

But the man's words are also not angry and self-defeating.

As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw the old eunuch taking two steps forward with great fear and uneasiness, and his wrinkled face was filled with obvious flattery.

"Sir, everything my slave said is true. If I dare to deceive you, my lord, even ten of my slave's heads won't be enough to chop you off!"

As if he heard something funny, a burst of ironic laughter came from behind the curtain.

"I'm not an emperor. I can chop off whoever's head I want."

The old eunuch, who had become a human spirit over the years, wisely did not continue talking.

Your Excellency is obviously in a bad mood today.

Quiet in the house.

The breeze blew in, carrying the faint fragrance of pear blossoms outside the window, and inadvertently lifted the curtains in the house.

For a moment, the man's eyes were revealed.

Those eyes were dark and tranquil, like deep lake water, unable to see the bottom and unfathomable.

At the same time, those eyes are also very beautiful.

Maybe he was sleepy, but he heard a casual yawn from behind.

The kneeling old eunuch suddenly cheered up again and straightened his back respectfully, waiting for the man's instructions.

"Let's go and have a look at the eldest princess's tomb."

……

Three days later.

outside the capital.

The system looked at Jing Ling, who was leisurely standing under the tree playing fruits, and was speechless for a while.

Three days have passed.

The young lady did nothing but ate and slept. She felt like she was going to retire here.

The system sucks.

Jing Ling didn't bother to pay attention to Xiao Jiujiu in the system, picked up the freshly beaten fruit and walked back.

Along the way, I met several children greeting Jing Ling.

"Sister Jing Ling, did you go hunting fruit again today?"

"I can't help it, I'm hungry." And there were still a lot of people hungry.

I don’t know if there is a bug in this world. My body that used to be full after just a few bites of food has been wanting to eat a cow every day since Jing Ling arrived.

Jing Ling was hungry basically every day.

"Sister Jing Ling, my mother baked pancakes today and asked you to eat them at noon."

The boy just now came over with a smile and grabbed the corner of Jing Ling's clothes, with a look of anticipation on his face, "My mother knows you can eat it, so she made it big for you, and even baked a few more."

Jing Ling nodded, indicating that he understood.

The children ran away again laughing.

Jing Ling was a little worried.

Before he became the most noble person in the world, he had a dark history.

What if everyone in the country knows what she can eat?

It's all the world's fault!

System: […Seriously, little sister, I’ve wanted to tell you this question a long time ago. 】

[We have tested the world system countless times and there are no bugs!No! 】

So it's your own problem that you can eat so much.

Don't keep blaming them, they will be very tired.

Jing Ling was silent for a while and walked forward expressionlessly.

The bastard recited the sutra and refused to listen.

That's their problem.

Along the way back, Jing Ling almost ate all the fruits she had beaten. When she walked to the door of a house, she smelled the fragrance emanating from inside, and Jing Ling's stomach felt very conscious. It rang.

Picking up a piece of fruit, Jing Ling just put it in her mouth, and when she was about to bite it, Jing Ling thought about it and took her hand back again.

After wiping it, Jing Ling pushed open the door and entered.

In an instant, a lively greeting sounded in the room.

"Miss Jing, you are back. The food is ready and waiting for you."

"Yes, I specially asked you to bake a few more cakes today. I'll make sure you have enough to eat."

Jing Ling smiled and handed over the fruit in his hand.

The one closest to Jing Ling was a woman who looked extremely enthusiastic.

After taking the fruit, the woman gave Jing Ling a funny look and pulled Jing Ling onto the kang with a smile.

"It's not easy to snatch food from your mouth!" After touching Jing Ling's head, the woman handed Jing Ling a big cake, "Have a try, I baked it specially for you today."

Jing Ling started to eat with her head down.

But the more he ate, the more Jing Ling felt that there was something strange about today's group of people.

For example, what are these people doing, two or three, looking at her?

Jing Ling put down the bowl reluctantly.

"What do you want to do?"

Can we please talk about something and stop staring at her with glaring eyes?

The woman was startled, and her face showed a bit of sadness.

On the contrary, Goudan—the kid who asked Jing Ling to eat at his house just now on the road—was much more sharp-tongued.

The child happily moved closer to Jing Ling, with a look of anticipation on his face: "Sister Jing Ling, my brother wants to marry you as my sister-in-law."

Jing Ling was stunned for a moment, then turned to the young man sitting in the corner.

Goudan’s brother... Da Zhuang?

A bit of an impression.

However, in Jing Ling's impression, this man always had a cold face and spoke in few words to her.

Sometimes Jing Ling even felt that she was some kind of man-eating monster who could scare a 1.8-meter-tall man to the point of stammering.

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