The right time?

What is appropriate?

It depends on cultivation, mind, or merit?

Although Yang Yuying was not in trouble at the end of this mission, she was still in a bad mood.

What's so unhappy?

She would have lost the Marshal forever, and even herself would no longer exist, but now she has returned to the past and has a new life. Moreover, it is not impossible to meet the Marshal again. Shouldn't she feel satisfied?

Many flowers and trees were planted in the Imperial City Division, and flowers bloomed all year round. After Yang Yuying finished her mission, she smelled the familiar fragrance of flowers. Her spirits were naturally relaxed and she slowly returned to her room to sleep.

The next day, it was not until the sun rose that it woke up again in the fragrance of flowers.

The breakfast in the kitchen of Huangchengsi was quite rich, but Yang Yuying cooked a pot of porridge by herself, and pancakes with shrimps and egg whites, and rolled with crisp cucumber strips, which were refreshing, delicious and delicious.

So the food in the kitchen was left.

The Yangling Department all had old acquaintances and went to Yang Yuying to eat and drink. Fortunately, there were many people in the Imperial City Department, and many envoys were traveling outside all night, so they would not be able to travel thousands of miles a day, but there would definitely be some hard work.

Especially in the past few months, people often go out before dark and go back until dawn. Don’t care about how much rice they cook in the kitchen, they can’t feed their stomachs.

After breakfast, Deputy Chief Zeng slowly arrived, holding a scroll of map in his arms. As soon as he approached, he smiled at Yang Yuying and others: "Come on."

Everyone gathered over to take a look. Deputy Chief Zeng spread the map flat, and the area inside was circled with various lines.

"Everyone from Yangling Department, everyone will do a daily task next, patrol the streets."

Everyone: "..."

I just looked at the gate a few days ago and now I have to patrol the streets. After a long time of trouble, the people from the Yangling Department really want to steal the errands of the Jingzhao Mansion, right?

Deputy Chief Zeng's expression was very serious: "In recent years, different events have occurred frequently in our Dashun, and the capital is not peaceful. The envoys of our Imperial City Department have put a lot of effort into summarizing the news and finally made such a map, which marked the most noteworthy location. Everyone, you have a great responsibility and work hard!"

Whether it was Yang Yuying or Xia Zhiming, even Fang Shuo, the simplest one, was not inspired by him to make his blood boil.

However, the task is still received and the work is still to be done.

When Yang Yuying and the others sorted out the files, they had already remembered all the strange things that happened in the capital during this period. At this time, they only glanced at the map and didn't even have to take the booklet prepared by Deputy Chief Zeng, so they left the Imperial City Department and started to do the mission seriously.

Before leaving, everyone draws lots to group.

As soon as Yang Yuying drew, she drew with Lin Guan. Today, they formed a team of two people, and the patrol range was three streets southeast of the capital.

Xia Xiaoxue stared at the green tag in her hand, then looked at the red tag in Lin Guan's sleeve. She was quite unhappy with her face bulging. She raised her eyebrows and hooked her fingers secretly. A spider silk suddenly fell from the tree in front of the Imperial City Gate and quietly reached towards Lin Guan's cuff.

Official Lin didn't even look at it. He flicked his sleeves and the spider silk bounced back and hit Xia Xiaoxue's forehead.

Xia Xiaoxue was so angry that she glared at him.

Official Lin was particularly proud to make a gesture of invitation to Yang Yuying and went out with her.

Yang Yuying actually doesn't hate errands like street patrols at all.
Chapter completed!