Chapter 170: South City

Tong Jie smiled and didn't say anything. He only sent them to the room and put them on the table, and then said with a smile: "Ms. Nanyan, take a look, if you like it, you won't be in vain."
Say goodbye and leave.
Nan Yan felt something was wrong and hurried in.
Opened one brocade box, looked at it, and opened another.
After opening several in a row, she was stunned.
The hairpin in Caidiexuan, the two pieces of silk and satin in the Satin Village, a pair of jade bracelets, a box of rouge...
These things were nothing at first, but what really surprised her was that they were all things she had seen while shopping today.
That Tong Jie actually wrote them all down, and he turned around and let someone buy it for her.
She couldn't help but frowned and sat in the middle of the pile of things, unable to recover for a long while.
Tong Jie, what does this mean?


Nan Yan failed to see the emperor for several days.
Not many people even saw him in the Jing Palace.
Because, every morning, Zhu Feng went out to play with Jing Wang Zhuxuan until the evening when he returned, but it didn’t count when he came back. He had to hold a banquet at Jing Wang’s Mansion and sing songs every night.
And these days, almost every day, Tong Jie would visit her.
It was indeed to see her, just to sit, talk for a while, or walk around with her, there was nothing to overstep, but Nan Yan wanted to return the things that day to him, but he refused to accept it. Repeating that sentence with a smile--
For a wonderful person like Nanyan Girl, all the good things in the world should be presented to you.
Nan Yan felt that she was stepping on a ball of cotton, soft, making it difficult for her to get out, but she didn't know what was under the ball of cotton.
She could only seal up all those things and pile them in the house, and wait for a chance to tell the emperor. After all, her identity was not only his servant, but also the female servant of Shangbao. Such a thing was unusual.
On this day, Nanyan got up early.
However, Zhu Feng was still unable to stop him. Hearing that it was not dawn, he went out with King Jing. It is said that she was going on a hunting trip. She was dejected and left Jingwang's Mansion alone, wandering in the street quietly.
Walk and walk away.
She remembered that she was only strolling in the northern city yesterday, but she never went to the southern city to see it, so she walked slowly south along a street.
The streets that were bustling before, gradually became a little deserted.
Those wealthy and gorgeously dressed people are almost nowhere to be seen in this place. They can see everywhere, with only two words-devastation.
The houses here are very low and dilapidated, and some have even been damaged. The homeless people are sitting under the broken walls with soot and dull eyes.
This is what it looked like after the war.
But they hadn't seen it before.
Nan Yan frowned and looked at the surrounding mess and the city wall in the distance. It was also different from what they had seen before. The city wall here was also broken, leaving some traces of scorched black, apparently attacking. It was destroyed at the time.
Nan Yan's brows were furrowed, looking at all this, she felt sad for a while. At this moment, she saw a familiar figure flashing past the end of the gloomy long street in front of her, as if--
She hurriedly raised her foot to catch up: "Jane—"
Before he had time to speak, the figure had already flashed by, and was no longer visible. Nan Yan was a little surprised and hurriedly looked around.
Suddenly, she stretched out a hand behind her and patted her on the shoulder.