In order to have a reasonable identity to sneak into the hot spring palace, Mu Ningyao is also mixed in the team of job seekers, anyway, she is idle, if she can be selected, she can not only farm to pass the time, but also find out the news of the fire sacrifice lotus.

Ning Yao stood on tiptoe, looking at the team full of old and young, men and women standing in front of her, and then looked at the increasingly dazzling sun overhead, why is it so slow, at this speed, I don't know when it will be her turn.

The June sun still hurts a little when the sun hits the body, so I knew that I would have come to line up early, and by noon, I might be able to get oil.

Two men who were defeated on the spot passed by, and one of them spread his hands in frustration: "You say, why do you have to check the cocoons on your hands?" It's not like I'm not without a cocoon, so why don't I say I don't? ”

The other replied: "People say, we are like this, the cocoon is too thin, and at first glance it is not the material for work, alas, let's go, the royal money is not easy to earn." ”

The eldest sister standing in front of Ning Yao looked at her hand and looked happy: "If I'm like this, I will definitely be admitted." ”

People in front and back began to look at their hands.

Ning Yao also raised her hand and looked at it, the back of her hand was white and tender, and her palm was a little calloused, but compared with the hands of these working people before and after, it was completely insufficient, what should I do? Otherwise, don't stand here in the sun for now, go back to chopping wood and fetching water for a month, and then try it again?

Just as he was about to retreat in advance, he saw a large group of people pouring out of the farm, rushing out, and then kneeling in front of a group of people: "I don't know that the emperor has arrived, and the lower officials have missed the welcome, and I ask the saint to forgive me." ”

Only then did Ning Yao find out that in the team of the people in cloth, I don't know when a team of people in brocade clothes mixed in.

The one headed by him looks pretty good, with a mustache, but he has gained weight in middle age, and his figure is not very good, it turns out that the emperor looks like this? This was the first time she had seen a living emperor.

The people around her hurriedly pulled the placket of her clothes: "Girl, don't look at it, when you see the emperor, you have to kneel." ”

Ning Yao complained in her heart: The evil feudal society is going to destroy the old lady's knees again.

But he still knelt down like a good follower, lowered his head, and pretended to shout long live with everyone.

Because she knelt late, she was relatively eye-catching.

Duan Yunqian, who was following the emperor, saw her at a glance, and his eyes widened in surprise, it had been almost two months, and Jun Yi's people had just turned over the capital, and they had not found her.

They even thought that she had run back to Jiuju Mountain quietly.

Although she was dressed as a peasant woman at the moment, with gray coarse cloth clothes, a big brown belt, pants of the same color, and a piece of earthy floral headscarves that could no longer be soiled to cover part of her hair, Duan Yunqian still recognized that face was Mu Ningyao, definitely Mu Ningyao.

Except for a few brothers who grew up together, Duan Yunqian doesn't have many friends, because of their background and family background, the things involved behind them are too many and complicated, even if they are related, they don't know their hearts and don't dare to make deep friends.

But Ning Yao is different, although she is a woman, she is very special.

In the desert, Duan Yunqian knew how heavy the injuries on his body were, and he supported it all the way, although he didn't say it, but he secretly thought in his heart, could it be that this Xiling was his burial place?