A few days later, an old case was also brought up in the capital.

Eighteen years ago, the Qinghe Prefecture was said to have taken bribes. Now it is clear that the Qinghe Prefecture was wronged by King Qi because he blocked the way of King Qi and refused to go along with King Qi. This will happen. Kind of thing.

The prefect of Qinghe was naturally almost dead. In the end, his daughter stepped forward to obtain Qingming for his father again.

"Miss, shall we go back to Qinghe?"

On the official road, a carriage drifted away.

"Yes, go back to Qinghe!"

This voice is very affirmative and very soft.

Han Qingming was in the palace, accompanying Mu Xi to practice calligraphy. At this moment, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"The system prompts that the task is complete, Li Daitao is stiff, use OR and don't use it!"

"use!"

Han Qingming glanced at Mu Xi, although there was a lot of reluctance in his heart.

But there is no way, she has to continue the task.

Every time she traveled through a plot, she didn't dare to bring her emotions into it because she was afraid of separation.

This time, inexplicably, he had this kind of affection for this child, and he came very suddenly.

Han Qingming stretched out his hand and touched Mu Xi's head gently. Her soul slowly disappeared from the body.

Ji Qingming came to Ji Zexi's room, and Ji Zexi sat on the sofa, reading an English book.

He felt Ji Qingming come in, smiled slightly, and gently closed the book in his hand.

"Are you going to take a break?"

He looked at Ji Qingming's face with a tired look.

"I am not tired!"

Ji Qingming shook her head. She hasn't sensed A Jin until now, she is not convinced.

She has to keep going to the task, only then will she feel A Jin.

"then you go!"

The smile on Ji Zexi's face disappeared in an instant.

With a light wave of his finger, a white light shot out from Ji Zexi's finger.

Ji Qingming's body was immediately swept by this light.

In an instant, she felt a warmth in her body, and then she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was already lying on a hospital bed with a drip on her hand.

Ji Qingming opened his eyes, looked at the white light, and felt that his head was dizzy.

She quickly closed her eyes again, and continued to close her eyes to rest her mind. With this physical condition, she felt like she could absorb the plot.

It's all impossible.

Therefore, Ji Qingming had to lie down like this, resting.

After a while, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

A rush of footsteps also came in.

"elder sister--"

Someone was pulling her sleeves, calling out to her sister, and sobbing quietly.

Ji Qingming opened her eyes. First, she squinted slightly, and then waited for her eyes to slowly accept the light in front of her, which made her feel more comfortable.

Seeing the girl crying in front of her, she was still wearing a high school uniform and carrying a schoolbag. She looked like a clear and pleasant little Baihua.

Seeing Ji Qingming opened her eyes, her body flew into Ji Qingming's arms again.

"Woooooo-"

I cried even louder.