Chapter 3

Before getting off the boat, Tong Shiying could still feel the suspicious eyes from other boats, but she ignored them, she just turned her head and glanced at the flower boat standing under her feet.

Strange, there should be no one on board, but why does she always feel that there are still a pair of eyes staring at her?
Then, the weird premonition in my heart struck again.

She hurriedly got off the boat, walked quickly along the quiet path by the lake, and quickly walked out of their sight.

After she walked away, no one noticed that there was a young man in red sitting lazily on the roof of the luxurious flower boat. He was holding a delicate wine pot in his hand, and there was a smudge on his thin lips. It seems to have an innocent radian.

Obviously, he had a panoramic view of what happened on the boat, including the conversation between Tong Shiying and the man in brocade.

But based on his current position, it stands to reason that people on other boats around him should be able to see it, but they didn't look at him at all, as if there was no one on the top of the boat.

……

Tong Shiying walked straight along the lake, and after a short walk, she saw a place similar to a street.

She was dumbfounded.

I finally understood what that bad premonition was about.

She, time-traveled? !

Otherwise, how to explain everything she saw now?
Tong Shiying stood on the street in a daze, looking at these men and women wearing various ancient costumes, people coming and going, people riding horses, driving cars, and sitting in sedan chairs...

All kinds of people walked and watched on the noisy and extraordinary streets, and there was an endless stream, and the sounds of shouting and selling lingered in my ears.

But at this moment, standing on the street, she seemed to stand out from the crowd, and she was particularly eye-catching.

So, no surprise, she was surrounded by people again, and the people around her looked at her as if they were rare animals, pointing and whispering.

Curious, puzzled, interesting...

And, when a little girl in the crowd saw Tong Shiying, her face turned pale, and her eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

How can it be?

She didn't die.

But clearly...

No, she must immediately notify the Eldest Miss and the Third Miss.

The little girl ran into a rich and luxurious gate in a panic.

At this time, Tong Shiying really wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in. She didn't care about other people's eyes. She was on the boat just now. After all, there were not many people, and the distance was not too close. Staring at him the same way made her feel at a loss.

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded: "Old Futou, look quickly, is that the Second Miss?"

"Where is it?" The voice trembled with excitement in an old voice.

"This way, this way." The voice shouted eagerly: "Miss, miss..."

Tong Shiying turned her head and saw an old man and a young man seem to be running towards her direction.

Getting closer, getting closer...

When the girl was half a centimeter away from her sleeve, Tong Shiying turned sideways, and the girl flew into the air.

She seemed to be aggrieved: "Miss, you have been missing for two days and two nights, and the servants are almost worried to death."

Tong Shiying is confused.

The old Futou who had just caught up was panting slightly, but his eyes turned red: "Miss, you are back, I can't find you again..."

He didn't say any more about the latter words, but the sourness in them was obvious.

"You..." Tong Shiying's expression was flat, and she wanted to say something, but she closed her mouth again.

Are they mistaken?

(End of this chapter)

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