Tomb Raider: The Saint of Wanjiang and Her Guardians

Chi Furong saw Chi Lin looking at her. The meaning in his serious eyes could perhaps only be understood by their childhood sweethearts.

Chi Furong smiled and said, "In that case, why not give it to me?"

As soon as these words came out, the hall fell silent. Even the envoy and Yang Hui looked at him puzzledly.

Chi Furong gently waved the feather fan in her hand. The densely packed night pearls on the wall illuminated the hall exceptionally brightly. The light fell on the feather fan in Chi Furong's hand, and the peacock feathers on it sparkled.

"If I planted my peony in a human head and took a portion of its internal organs and ground them up to feed it every day, it would surely be extraordinarily fresh and beautiful."

Everyone in the hall looked at Chi Furong's gentle words and did not react much, except for an outsider.

Yang Hui's face turned pale. The envoy pulled her to kneel down. If it were any other country, she would have left, but this was Wanjiang.

"Sister, why don't you give her to me?"

Yang Hui looked in the direction of the voice and saw a girl wiping her oily hands. She was petite and cute, with some oil stains on her mouth.

Chi Furong looked at Jia Xingchen, who was almost unable to maintain his gentle expression, and chuckled: "What does our general want her for?"

Chi Miaomiao wiped her hands without caring: "Oh, if you want to plant flowers, why don't you go to the prison and find a few death row prisoners? It's a pity to let such a beautiful woman become fertilizer."

In the end, Yang Hui followed Chi Miaomiao back to the General's Mansion, but Yang Hui was still feeling uneasy. This uneasiness reached its peak after arriving at the General's Mansion. Chi Miaomiao ignored him and asked someone to take him to rest.

But the people I met along the way were like zombies, as if they only listened to Chi Miaomiao's words.

After arriving at the room, Yang Hui, who was exhausted from the journey, fell asleep, but Chi Miaomiao met Jia Xingchen who attacked the general's mansion at night.

As soon as Chi Miaomiao returned to the room, she saw Jia Xingchen drinking tea leisurely: "Why are you here?"

Jia Xingchen poured himself another cup of tea slowly: "The tea in your general's mansion is excellent."

Chi Miaomiao walked slowly to sit opposite him: "Just to drink tea? So late at night?"

"Don't you know why I came? I thought I made it very clear." Jia Xingchen smiled and looked at her: "I like you"

Chi Miaomiao was stunned. This was not the first time she had heard this: "You are not my type, you are weak and fragile."

Jia Xingchen sneered: "I am weak? I can come and go freely in your general's mansion, and I can also come and go freely in your boudoir. Do you want to try whether I am weak or not?"

Chi Miaomiao's face turned red with embarrassment

Seeing this, Jia Xingchen picked up the teacup that Chi Miaomiao had drunk from, drank the tea in one gulp from the place where she had just taken a sip, put the cup down, and turned away: "Miaomiao, don't make me wait too long."

The next morning, Yang Hui went to look for Chi Miaomiao, but found out that she had already entered the palace.

Thoughts return

"Chi Miaomiao was really nice to me at first. I stayed in the general's mansion, cleaning the flowers and writing every day, and she never restricted my freedom. I thought she was one of the few good people in Wanjiang.

Because my relationship with her has improved, it is said outside that our country has united with Wanjiang, which has led to our country becoming stronger day by day." Queen Mother Xi leaned against the wall and spoke intermittently about what happened in the past.

Chi Gu and Chi Jue also listened patiently, Chi Gu was somewhat unmoved.

Chi Jue chuckled: "If that's the case, why are you doing this?"