Reaper of Faith [Quick Travel GL]

She stared blankly at the scene in front of her.

The young girl's skin is fair and delicate, like the finest suet white jade, no blemishes can be found up close, and even her delicate features look cute and lovely under the sunlight.

Her eyebrows are thin willow-leaf eyebrows, her eyelashes are long and dense, her nose is small and cute, her lips are round and shiny, delicate and not real.

If Zhao Wanchen was in modern times, he must know what he suffered.

Beauty crit.

She told Zhao Wanchen yesterday that if she had lit the lamp, she would definitely be able to recognize her.

But Zhao Wanchen looked at this face, but no matter what, he couldn't match her with anyone in his memory.

She is not Lin Mingzhu, nor Zhang Fengyi, nor Zhu Qiyun.

The beauty of the young girl in front of her is completely better than that of the three sisters in the capital city in the past.

Zhao Wanchen was sure that he had never seen her before.

However, the heart was beating violently, clamoring to rush out.It's like the joy of meeting suddenly, and it's like the love of reunion after a long absence.

She had never felt like this before.

She murmured an unfamiliar name, "Chaoxi..."

The Shinto monk opened his eyes when she called out the name.

It was a purely instinctive reaction to being called by name.

The seemingly clear eyes stared at her for a long time, and after not hearing the appeal behind the words "Chaoxi", they gradually became confused.

Shen Zhaoxi closed her eyes again, her mind finally recovered from her deep sleep, and she gradually took control of her body. The softness in her arms made her reluctant to let go, and she rubbed her hands subconsciously before slowly opening her eyes.

After seeing the person close at hand, she was silent for a moment: "..."

She let go, got up from the bed, stood on the ground and straightened her clothes.

"Offended, Your Royal Highness."

……

After one night's effort, Zhao Wanchen's injuries almost healed.

When she untied the bandage, she couldn't believe what she saw.

The wound that was originally pierced has grown new flesh and blood, and there is no trace of the previous hideousness.

"you……"

Zhao Wanchen looked at Shen Zhaoxi in disbelief, hesitant to speak.

Is she... really a mortal?

She said that she had met her before, but she really couldn't match her with anyone in her memory, could it be...

Thinking of the script about the ghost repaying favor that she had read when she was young, Her Royal Highness felt that she seemed to have found the answer.

She paused, then asked hesitantly, "What is your prototype?"

Didn't the script say that the little rabbit and fox who the protagonist saved when he was young turned into a beautiful woman and came back to repay his favor.

I don't know what the prototype of the girl in front of me will be?

Is it a rabbit?Or a fox?Or a sika deer?

"……prototype?"

Shen Zhaoxi had the feeling that she went to the toilet while watching a movie, but missed the key plot.

"What prototype?"

After asking, she came to her senses, "...Does Your Highness think I'm the incarnation of a ghost?"

Zhao Wanchen looked puzzled, "Isn't it?"

Shen Zhaoxi: "..." What an idea.

Concede defeat.

She said with a half-smile: "Your Highness really is a nobleman who forgets things a lot. At last year's Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet, the women and His Highness had a great conversation. How do you know that His Highness didn't recognize me after only one year?"

Zhao Wanchen racked his brains to recall who he had met at the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet last year.

This kind of banquet, which is called viewing flowers but is actually a blind date, has hundreds of large and small banquets in the capital throughout the year, and Zhao Wanchen has always kept them at a respectful distance.

Even if I go, I don't want to get involved too much, at most I just talk to a few people I know, or I just sit and wait for the banquet to break up.

She frowned and stared at Shen Zhaoxi for a while, and a portrait vaguely appeared in her mind.

"Lin... Lin Mingzhu, no, you are not Lin Mingzhu."

When denying this answer, Zhao Wanchen's tone was firm.

Shen Zhaoxi raised her slender eyebrows. If someone who knew her saw it, they would know that it was a sign that she was interested in something.

She asked Zhao Wanchen back, "Why do you say I'm not Lin Mingzhu?"

Zhao Wanchen was very horrified, because she suddenly understood the subtext of this sentence, "Who the hell are you?"

Shen Zhaoxi chuckled, "Who does Your Highness think I am?"

Zhao Wanchen's face turned pale.

She retreated subconsciously, but forgot that the bed was behind her, and sat down on the hard bed board.

Shen Zhaoxi was standing not far away, tilting her head to look at her, her face was full of innocence, her eyes were as clear as water, but her back was already drenched in cold sweat.

If the person in front of him is Lin Mingzhu, then who is hiding in Lin Mingzhu's body?

She subconsciously grasped the dagger, her face was condensed, and her eyes were fixed on Shen Zhaoxi, as if she might explode at any time, but she was frantically thinking about how to get the matter over with.

She saved herself, which means that she has no killing intent on herself for the time being, otherwise she would not heal her wounds.

She had repeatedly asked herself if she knew her, probably because she wanted her to admit her identity...

Zhao Wanchen had almost no expression on her iceberg face. Ordinary people might have been bluffed by her, but for some reason, Shen Zhaoxi was able to guess her true thoughts at this time from her calm eyes.

On the outside, she still pretended to be innocent and ignorant, and she would not even blink her eyelids if she poached someone's heart, but inside she was already laughing like crazy.

The princess of this country is too much fun.

Shen Zhaoxi didn't speak, Zhao Wanchen's heart rate jumped to the limit, she swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, forced herself to relax her facial nerves, and just now said as if nothing happened just now: "So it's Miss Lin, I haven't seen you in a year I don't know that Ms. Lin's appearance is getting more and more outstanding."

"Pfft-"

Shen Zhaoxi finally couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Wanchen looked at her blankly: "..." What happened just now?

Shen Zhaoxi simply admitted her conjecture, "I am indeed not Lin Mingzhu, but what I am using now is indeed her body."

She watched Zhao Wanchen's complexion change happily, as if she wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, inexplicably aggrieved.

After a while, she asked cautiously, "Then what are you? A goblin? Or a ghost?"

"I'm not a goblin, nor a ghost. If you want to know what I am..." Shen Zhaoxi thought for a moment, and then gave an answer, "You can think of me as a god."

Zhao Wanchen obviously didn't trust her answer.

How can a god possess someone else?

But so far, the other party has not shown any malice towards him.

Zhao Wanchen also gradually regained her composure, no matter whether the person in front of her is a god or a ghost, she doesn't believe that the other party will treat her for free.

Her Royal Highness, who returned cautiously, asked calmly, "What do you want?"

The topic finally came back to the right track, Shen Zhaoxi showed a little smile on his face, "You shouldn't ask me what I want, but you should ask Lin Mingzhu who summoned me what she wants?"

What does Lin Mingzhu want?

I want revenge, I want justice, I want my dead family members to be resurrected, I want to turn back time and stop everything from happening!

Zhao Wanchen's mouth was a little dry, "...Sorry."

She knew when something happened to the Lin family.

She was unwilling to believe that the Lin family, who had been loyal for generations, would do something to collude with the enemy and treason the country, but the emperor was bewitched by something, and insisted on the crime of the Lin family, no matter how others pleaded, it was useless.

Several officials who interceded for the Lin family were even charged with the same crime, and now no one dared to speak for the Lin family.

She was stunned when she received the news that the Lin family had been executed at the border.

"I'll rehabilitate my husband when I get back." Father Lin had been a teacher in Shangshufang for several years, and he and Zhao Wanchen had a teacher-student friendship, so she called Father Lin Mr.

In fact, even without Shen Zhaoxi's rescue, when she returns to the capital this time, she will definitely bring up the Lin family's case and retry it.

She doesn't care who is sitting on the emperor's seat, but she can't just watch the loyal and good officials of the court be buried in the hands of the emperor.

The existence of these people is not only for the stability of the imperial power, but also for the peace of the people in the world.

"Then thank Your Highness in advance."

Princess Heng'an agreed to help, and she seemed to be taking care of everything. The progress of this matter was better than Shen Zhaoxi expected.

Of course, it is impossible for her to let Hengan do all the things, and there are many things that Hengan, a princess alone, may not be able to complete.

Therefore, after some negotiation, Zhao Wanchen agreed to let Shen Chaoxi change her appearance and follow her, returning to the capital first.

Ancient times are no better than modern times. If you want to control many things remotely, you will only get four words - beyond reach.

Moreover, apart from rehabilitating the Lin family, Zhao Wanchen had more important things to do.

Now that he has become an ally and knows that Shen Chaoxi's ability is elusive, Zhao Wanchen is not afraid to share the news he has obtained.

"There are generals collaborating with the enemy at the border. I must bring this news back to the capital, otherwise the border will be in danger this year."

Shen Zhaoxi asked: "Are you planning to go back secretly?"

Zhao Wanchen nodded, "Yes."

The post station couldn't be trusted anymore. When she was ambushed by the enemy shortly after she sent the first letter, Zhao Wanchen knew that she had been discovered, but if she sent her subordinates back to Beijing, she was afraid that the other party would be intercepted and killed , so this matter is the most reassuring to do by yourself.

I just didn't expect Sun Yushan's people to be so vicious.

She stroked the wound on her shoulder that she could still feel, and her eyes sank.

As a border general, how long has Sun Yushan been collaborating with the enemy, and how many civilians he has, because he died at the hands of the enemy...

Just thinking about these questions made her heart sink.