These people are highly disciplined, and Jing Yuanyu had originally suspected that they were from the palace, as this was also the only place with connections to her. But if the palace wanted to capture someone, they could have simply gone to the Grand Temple in a big way, why did they need to be so circuitous?

  This group of people didn't come from the palace, and for some reason, she felt a slight sense of relief.

  It's not in the palace, so it's fine. The Xicha upstairs is obviously threatened, but there should be no life danger.

  Jing Wan'er told them not to make things difficult for Xi Cha, but the person in front of the carriage coldly said: "You can't even protect yourself, yet you still have the leisure to care about others' lives and deaths."

  Jing Wan'er looked at him: "Since I'm in a precarious situation myself, and this is still the streets of Chang'an, it's too noisy, what good does it do for you?"

  The people in the carriage seemed to be silent for a while, and then the man listened again.

  The man stared at Jing Wanyan and said: "If you want that girl to live, just obediently follow what we say."

  Jing Wan'er stared at the horse carriage, although this was a deserted alley with sparse crowds, but with so many people blocking here, it was likely to cause a disturbance.

  The man looked at Jing Wanyan and kicked open a door beside him: "This teahouse has already been booked by my master, please come in?"

  Occupying a teahouse is nothing, but the other party has already set up an ambush here to guard against Zhun Wan'er.

  Jing Wan'er didn't say a word, gazing at the kicked-open back door, and slowly walked past it.

  Everyone in the teahouse was dispersed. This group of people came in and guarded all the entrances, not even a fly could fly out.

  Jing Wan'er still didn't show any fear now, and the pair of eyes in the carriage stared even more tightly.

  Jing Wan'er looked at these people: "Is there anything you can say?"

  If she wanted her life, killing her and burying her in a tea house would be a perfect crime.

  The man in front of the carriage at this time showed a special expression: "You really"

  "Not afraid of death?"

  Jing Wan'er looked at him and knew from his expression that this was a question asked by the "master" in the carriage.

  She said in a moment, "Am I afraid of death? It's better to say what you want to do?" The other person had an emotion that shouldn't be there, which was curiosity. Curious about her?

  The man in front of the carriage beckoned with his hand, and then he saw that Xi Cha was being escorted down from upstairs.

  Jing Wan'er least wanted to implicate others, but the other party had grasped her weakness. Jing Wan'er's palms were sweating profusely because she didn't know how much the other party already knew.

  She looked at Xi Cha, Xi Cha clenched her teeth and shook her head at Jing Wanyu.

  Xi Cha didn't say anything, nor did she reveal their identities as palace maids. Apparently, this was a secret they would take to their graves, related to the entire Chang'an and the sisters who had already "escaped" from the palace.

  Jing Wan'er felt a hint of melancholy in her heart.

  She looked at the carriage again, and the people inside didn't seem to have any intention of showing up, apparently they didn't plan to show up either.

  The man in front of the car became even more arrogant, "This girl's background is not clean, if my master wants to investigate, it will naturally come out. Whether you choose a life or death path depends on you."

  The other party has been trying to create pressure all along, which also shows that what they want Jing Wanyi to succumb to is not simple.

  Jing Wan'er stared at the carriage, trying not to show any expression: "Wan'er has been in the palace for five years and thought it was impossible to know a girl like you, may I ask why you are so eager?"

  Her words fell, and there was a silence around the carriage.

  The man in front of the carriage suddenly became angry and shouted: "What are you talking about!?"

  Jing Wan'er ignored him, the carriage was tightly closed, and it was impossible for anyone inside to be seen. Even so, people inside had to communicate through attendants, if this was meant to show off, it might not be suitable for today's occasion.

  Then there's only interpretation, the "master" in the carriage, as soon as he opens his mouth, it's enough to reveal his gender.

  Jing Wan'er just tried it out like this because the current situation was always her being passive, which made her feel uneasy.

  The man in front of the carriage suddenly pulled out his sword and was about to walk towards Jing Wanyan.

  At this time, a gentle voice finally came from the carriage: "Li Shih-wei, you are being impolite, step down."

  The man with the drawn sword stood still, gazing at the carriage for a long time: "Master..."

  Upon hearing this voice, Jing Wanyan clenched her fist. It was a woman's voice, but she didn't recognize it.

  It seems she missed some important clue about him finding her.

  The voice in the carriage continued: "It's no wonder that someone who can stay in the palace for five years has such observational skills, I must say I'm impressed."

  Although her female identity had been exposed, the other party's tone of voice seemed

  He deliberately said calmly.

  Jing Wan'er had no time to think about these things, she just knew that she didn't recognize this woman.

  And after the woman in the carriage spoke out, the people surrounding her tightened their encirclement even more.

  "Li Shih-wei, give it to her," said the person in the carriage.

  The man stretched out his hand from the partition in the carriage and pulled out a wrapped package, which he accurately threw at Jing Wanyu's feet.

  "I suppose even if someone is not afraid of death, they would still choose a path that leads to life when there's an option, right?"

  Although Jing Wan'er didn't know what was in the bundle, she looked at the carriage and smiled faintly: "If the young lady is asking me, of course I would choose to live." Only by living is there hope.

  The people in the carriage seemed surprised: "In the package, there are silver tickets and a pass to enter and exit the city gate. Take it and leave Chang'an, the world is vast, go wherever you want."

  This time it was Jing Waner who was really surprised, she suspected that she had misheard.

  "Leave Chang'an?"

  "In the carriage, he said: 'For a woman like you, isn't freedom the most precious thing?'"

  Jing Wan'er remained silent for a long time. It wasn't just that she cherished this moment, but rather that in her entire life, she had never dared to hope that she could be free again.

  Who are these people in front of her and what makes them think they can give her freedom?

  That bundle was just by her feet, touching the tip of her shoes, and for the first time it felt like her legs were filled with lead.

  The man in front of her stared at her: "You can open it and take a look."

  Open and take a look, then you will know it's not empty talk.

  Xi Cha suddenly said, "Miss, don't believe it." They came out of that hell in the palace, and being too trusting of people always ends in death. Everyone can be deceived, how could Jing Wanyu?

  Jing Wan'er's gaze shifted from the package to the carriage: "Why?"

  Xi Cha stood there, reminding Jing Wanyu of something she would never forget.

  Because Xi Cha was one of the palace maids who mixed in with the corpses when Jing Wan'er was collecting bodies in the palace and brought out of the palace. Many people came to find Jing Wan'er, but there were some people that Jing Wan'er could only watch as they went to their deaths, unable to save them.

  She has only one quota per month to hide a person in a corpse, what she needs to do is to select from them, and "save who".

  The palace maid who delivered the human skin tattoo to Pei Tan was valuable because of her.

  Xi Cha is also valuable. She rescued these palace maids in the hope that they could survive in Chang'an City, and this survival skill is essential.

  Save those who can't even live on their own, why take up the quota for others to survive.

  Jing Wan'er felt that her pores were chilled by the wind, and in recent years she had indeed chosen people this way - survival of the fittest. In such a world, there was no room for compassion.

  "What benefit is it for me to leave Chang'an City, or rather, to leave permanently...for the young lady?" No one does good deeds without a reason, Jing Wanyi's gaze

  Quietly, he asked as he faced the horse carriage.

  The horse cart fell into an extreme silence once again, confirming Jing Wanyu's thoughts. She never went to pick up that package.

  "A pass to come and go through the gates of Chang'an," Jing Yuanner smiled, "If I were to count on my fingers, how many people in Chang'an can issue such a document?"

  This is Chang'an of the Great Tang, the land of Chang'an where history has been made. If the city gates were so easy to enter and exit, Ziyue and her companions would not have been trapped in Chang'an for so many years.

  Jing Wantong can turn them from dead to alive, but it's also impossible for her to truly set them free.

  The person in the carriage before one's eyes is of what status, isn't it equivalent to the imperial family's "power over life and death"?

  Those eyes staring at Jing Yuanyu began to show apprehension, and the tone of voice fluctuated: "If it's a clever person, even if there's something to say, at least it should be rotten in the belly. Wait until you leave Chang'an, get freedom, and think about these irrelevant things, you should feel ridiculous yourself."

  A clever person wouldn't ask anything and would leave Chang'an with their luggage, which is the predetermined outcome of the people in the horse carriage.

  Seeing Jing Wan'er remain silent, the man in front of the carriage lost his patience, and naturally, so did the master inside the carriage.

  "In front of you is a path of life and a path of death. If you don't take the path of life, then go to your death now." The man drew his knife again, revealing his fierce appearance.

  But this time the effect was far worse than last time, Jing Wanyu took a step back, her eyes scanning the people around her: "Originally killing a slave like me would be the simplest way, after all the goal is just to make me disappear forever. On the contrary, giving me a letter and letting me leave the city, this 'kindness' makes me feel that I won't die."

  The man with a knife in front of him froze, his expression stiffening again.

  "Either Master doesn't want me to die, or he's waiting for me to leave the city before killing me."

  No matter which possibility it is, at least neither of them is worth Jing Wan's choice. She admits that in that instant, she really had a crush on him.

  The people in the carriage seem to be getting a bit agitated, with slight undulations

  The voice came out.

  It should be said that today's situation is what they wanted to control Jing Wan'er, but the script didn't go according to the original plan, and the people in the carriage seemed not to have planned any countermeasures for unexpected situations.

  A bizarre stalemate scene.

  Jing Wan'er's eyelids moved slightly as she thought of four words: making a show of strength.

  She said slowly: "The freedom you give me is what I want, but in this world, there is something else I want more." For this, she had long been willing to abandon her freedom and all the dignity and honor that came with it, as long as she could do it, Jing Wanyan would not frown.

  The tea that was being pressed down suddenly lifted its head, and with sparkling eyes, it stared at Jing Wanyan. Only she knew what Jing Wanyan truly wanted - something that no one else in the room understood.