Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 889 Transmission error?
If it is the latter, Shi Jia will consider changing the task.

Although people are selfish, disregarding the law and killing people at will is beyond her code of conduct.

Faced with betrayal, Zhao Wenwen had countless choices, but she chose the most extreme and illegal one, which is really not advisable.

After all, no one is perfect in this world, and everyone may make mistakes or let others down in their life. And in love, there are very few people who can stay together until old age without betrayal.

If every betrayed person chooses this kind of violent and illegal act of revenge, there will be no social stability.

Likewise, this is not how a civilized society, nation, or country should exist.

"Host, this task has no other requirements except stabilizing the small world." said the small system.

Stable small world?
Shi Jia breathed a sigh of relief. Now that she had a target, she could work out the cause. She nodded, "The fundamental reason for the instability of the small world is Zhao Wenwen's constant rebirth. If that's the case, we just need to retrieve the treasure of time and space."

"Okay! Xiao Si, open the passage to the small world. I'll be back soon."

"Okay!" As soon as the small system finished speaking, a black hole appeared on the wall in front of it.

Shi Jia stood up and walked in. The next second, her body was sucked in by a strong suction force, and she also lost consciousness.

Pain, heart-wrenching pain.

Cold, heart-piercing cold!
There was also boundless fear that almost overwhelmed the whole person.

She couldn't open her eyes and could only see red. She smelled a fishy odor from the tip of her nose, but it soon disappeared. No, it should be said that her nose could not smell any odor.

She only felt a tearing pain.

"Boom, boom!"

Suddenly, she felt a vibration around her. She raised her head subconsciously. There was still scarlet in front of her eyes and her ears were buzzing, as if someone was talking.

"Huh? Not dead? What bad luck!" Wang Wu was shocked when he saw the person on the ground looking up at him, and his face suddenly turned bad.

He looked at Li Si with a bad tone, "Didn't you say she was dead?"

Li Si was also startled, and said with a pale face, "No, Brother Wang, when I came to inspect this morning, she was dead. I felt her, and she had no pulse." He added, "She wasn't breathing either."

Wang Wu looked at him questioningly, but there was really no need to lie. "Have you asked the coroner to come and see me?"

Li Si shook his head when he heard this. "Well, the coroner is busy, so how can he have time to come here? Besides, such a vicious woman is dead."

Under Wang Wu's cold gaze, Li Si spoke lower and lower.

"Brother Wang, I..."

"Go and talk to the adults yourself later." After saying this, Wang Wu turned and left. Li Si spat at the woman on the ground viciously and left dragging the cart.

A trace of confusion flashed across the woman's face on the ground.

Where is she now? A coroner? What? She seems to be here to... um, what? Hiss, it hurts.

Feeling her head becoming more and more painful, the woman finally gave up trying to recall the past. She just lay there quietly.

On the other side, after Wang Wu left the dungeon, he quickly went to find the prefect, "Sir, the criminal Zhao is still alive."

Han Shuo, who was busy, suddenly raised his head and said, "You said Zhao Wenwen is still alive? Just now?"

"Sir, I deserve to die!" Li Si, who was next to Wang Wu, knelt down quickly.

After a while, Han Shuo understood the reason and frowned. This was not going to be easy. Zhao Wenwen was a hot potato. It would be fine if she died. At most, he could find a chance to make amends to Prime Minister Zhao and the matter would be over. Now that she was alive, he would face pressure from Prime Minister Zhao, Marquis Anding, and Earl Cheng'en. And as long as Zhao Wenwen was still alive, Prime Minister Zhao, Marquis Anding, and Earl Cheng'en would find it difficult to live in peace in the court.

The emperor also asked about this matter.

In the final analysis, it is because Prime Minister Zhao is too powerful. It doesn't matter that he is powerful, the key is that he protects his own people, and he does so without any principles.

Alas, Prime Minister Zhao didn’t even consider what outrageous thing his daughter had done.

"Sir, spare my life!"

Han Shuo came back to his senses and saw that Li Si's forehead was already blood red. He waved his hand and said, "Get up."

"Thank you, sir!" Li Si breathed a sigh of relief, endured the pain in his head and knees, and quickly got up.

With this hot potato in hand, Han Shuo couldn't concentrate on his work, so he simply put aside the official documents and went to the palace. Not long after he entered the palace, Prime Minister Zhao, Marquis Anding, and Duke Cheng'en were also summoned to the palace one after another.

Not long after, the three men came out with unmoved expressions.

Han Shuo looked at the three carriages that were moving away and shook his head. The storm had just begun. Although the Emperor had acted as a peacemaker this time and had suppressed the matter forcefully, he had not solved the problem.

The hatred of cutting off one's lineage and grandchildren cannot be easily resolved.

Prime Minister Zhao~ Han Shuo shook his head. "Is it because of his doting on his daughter that the well-known Prime Minister Zhao made a wrong decision, or is it because of the expansion of power that blurred his eyes?"

This step taken by Prime Minister Zhao undoubtedly pushed himself and the Zhao family into the abyss of destruction.

The power of the Luo and Rong families cannot be matched by the Zhao family alone!
He said that the moment Prime Minister Zhao learned about the incident, he should have announced that he would sever ties with Zhao Wenwen, and brought generous gifts to the Anding Marquis's residence to apologize, and said that they could do whatever they wanted with Zhao Wenwen.

Only in this way can the Zhao family be saved. Of course, the consequence of doing so is also foreseeable, that is, the authority of Zhao Xiang will be gone, and he will always be inferior to Anding Hou and Cheng En Bo. And it will also affect the future career of Zhao's children.

Of course, Prime Minister Zhao could also simply resign and return to his hometown, which would most likely not affect the descendants of the Zhao family.

Han Shuo laughed and shook his head. What was he thinking about here? He should go back and send this hot potato away.

Shi Jia was dazed and realized that she was being lifted onto a cart, and then being carried out in a shaky manner. The cart was shaking so badly on the way that she could not hold on any longer and fainted again.

When she woke up again, she found herself lying on the grass. Her whole body was in great pain. She tried to open her eyes, but could only see a blur.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, carrying the fishy smell of water into her nose. She subconsciously turned her head to look, her vision was still blurry, but she could tell that there was a river not far away.

"Splash, splash," the sound of flowing water reached her ears. The river must be very turbulent, Shi Jia thought silently, and then she became a little confused, "Where am I?"

She recalled the plot introduction she had read before, and it seemed that there was no such part? So which period of Zhao Wenwen's life had she returned to?
"Hiss~ pain~" The pain made Shi Jia's consciousness, which had finally cleared up, gradually blur again. But after all, Shi Jia's soul was strong, so he did not faint this time.

She endured the pain and tried to recall Zhao Wenwen's memory, but after a long while, it was still blank. She was a little puzzled. Even when she thought she had obtained the fast-travel mission system at the beginning, she could also obtain some fragmented memories of the original owner of the body. Why is there nothing now?
"Xiao Si, what's the situation now? Where's Zhao Wenwen?"

"Wow, host!" The intermittent crying sound of the small system came.

Shi Jia has a headache.

"Say!"

"Host, it seems that the transmission went wrong. We, hiccup, have been teleported to..."

"Where?" Shi Jia couldn't stand it anymore.

"When Zhao Wenwen died."

"What do you mean?"