Chapter 1526: Will the Princess Still Love Me When She Comes Back?
The weather is getting colder and colder. After a snowfall, water turns into ice.
Shi Li took out her thickest clothes and wrapped them around herself layer by layer, then lit a ball of hay she had picked up earlier and sat beside the fire shivering.
I felt a slight warmth but not much, but it was better than nothing.
Sometimes a gust of wind blew in through the cracks in the doors and windows, choking my throat with thick smoke, causing me to cough again, and my face became blackened by the smoke.
But at least I'm alive.
Shi Li coughed violently for a while, picked up the water beside her and took a sip, then shook her head with a positive attitude, "What a sin..."
This journey through time is really bumpy.
[Come on, anchor! 】
[To be honest, it’s not easy to be a host~]
[Why say those useless words? Giving the anchor some gifts is better than anything else~]
When someone spoke, someone responded. Various small gifts flashed across the screen, comforting Shi Li's heart a little.
Just hold on, one day at a time.
A gust of wind blew, and thick smoke rushed towards her face. Shi Li dodged to the side, and this time she was lucky not to be choked by the smoke.
The choking smoke drifted out of the simple palace and slowly drifted into the distance, from thick to thin, and finally seemed like a layer of dust.
It was snowing outside and few people were walking around.
A group of people were walking from the direction of the palace gate. There was a young man in gray clothes, followed by four servants in bright red robes.
The faint light from between the clouds fell from above and sprinkled on the hair of the gray-clothed young man, glowing faintly, like a mysterious and gorgeous crow feather. Layer upon layer of soft light was coated on his body.
The face was clear and white, the eyebrows were as dark as ink, and the eyes below were like the bright moonlight, or like calm water, without the slightest ripple.
Although he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he exuded a sense of calmness that was otherworldly, as if he had already walked through the mundane world and seen through everything in the world.
Calm and composed, remote and unworldly.
Every time he appeared before his people, all of them would agree from the bottom of their hearts that this was the Son of God who came to the world, and they would forget his name - Mingshi.
The faint smoke was carried by the wind and came to the front of the Son of God, like an invisible soft rope that restrained his steps.
The Son of God tilted his head slightly and looked at the numerous palaces and temples. As if he had sensed something, he accurately located the dilapidated palace where Shi Li was.
"Is the princess from the Yu Dynasty living there?" His voice was ethereal, and his plain words sounded like heavenly music to his ears, gently hitting his earlobes.
The red-clad attendant behind him stepped forward and said, "Yes, it's a hostage sent by the Yu Dynasty."
The Son of God glanced at the servant's rigid and indifferent face, then turned his eyelashes to the dilapidated palace, revealing a trace of pity.
"It's bitterly cold in the west, don't forget to bring enough charcoal."
The red-robed attendant then glanced at the palace in the distance, curled his lips contemptuously, and answered "yes".
There is no need to disobey the Son of God because of a proton.
In the evening, two burly men broke into Shi Li's palace carrying a basket of charcoal. They put the basket on the ground roughly, without even looking at Shi Li or speaking to him, and turned away.
Shivering with cold, he was stunned for a moment, took two steps at a time and walked over. He pulled the basket and saw piles of black charcoal inside. He almost cried for joy.
This kind of lowest quality charcoal was never even offered to her in the East Palace before, but now it is her life-saving straw.
I don't know why Xifan suddenly felt guilty and came to her rescue.
In the evening, the old woman with a sullen face came to deliver food and, for the first time ever, said a few more words.
"You have to thank Lord Son of God. He is naturally merciful and doesn't want to see you freeze to death." The old woman had no respect for Shi Li at all, but her expression became peaceful when she mentioned the Son of God.
The people of Xifan all believe in the Son of God.