Traveling through time and space to become a lady of a noble family, but she only wants to escape

Qiao Wanwan slapped her thigh and sighed, "My sister-in-law is so bold that she even wants to kill the old lady. Now that she has left, what should I do? Should I find the medicine for the old lady?"

"Look for it, of course. But since this thing is poison, it may be difficult to find, so leave it to me." Bai Zhi put the handkerchief in her arms. Qiao Wanwan said happily: "How is your brain? You always have a way."

Bai Zhi just smiled and said nothing.

"Then hurry up and find it. I have to accompany the old lady to burn incense tomorrow morning. I don't want to see her stinky face again." Qiao Wanwan stood up and stretched, as if she had unloaded a burden. "I feel so relaxed. Okay, I'm going back. You stay here and take good care of your baby."

Not long after Qiao Wanwan left, Gu Yan came over with a bowl of osmanthus soup: "It's just out of the pot, come and try it."

Bai Zhi took the small bowl and handed over the handkerchief with the Avici grass. "You came at the right time. Before Ge Zhen left, he gave the old lady Avici grass. Now she's out of food and is short of medicine. Do you have any idea to add some ingredients?"

Gu Yan raised his eyebrows, took the handkerchief and looked at it carefully: "Ghost communication?"

"Correct."

"Sister-in-law, you really exceeded my expectations." Gu Yan's eyes rolled slightly, as if he had thought of something good, and he clapped his hands and smiled, "Then let's fulfill Sister-in-law's wish. By the beginning of next spring, the effect of this medicine should be so severe that it would make life worse than death. A mad woman and a blood gate... It's really quite appropriate."

He tilted his head slightly, with a look of madness on his face. Bai Zhi stretched out her hands and pinched Gu Yan's cheeks. Gu Yan was caught off guard, staring at her blankly with his mouth opened.

This pinch pulled Gu Yan out of his previous madness. Bai Zhi coughed twice: "Ah... Then I'll leave this to you. Remember to get the medicine later. I have to deliver it to Qiao Wanwan in the evening."

She let go, but before she could take it back, Gu Yan grabbed her wrist. His ears were slightly red, but his eyes were full of charming smiles: "Why are you always so interested in my face?"

Bai Zhi subconsciously pulled her hand away, but Gu Yan used some clever force to just lightly hold her hand, and she felt as if she was locked by heavy iron and couldn't move.

Is there anything more difficult to explain than touching someone's face and being questioned in public?

"I... I'll wipe the dust off your face." Bai Zhi said a few nonsense words, and used her other hand to slap open Gu Yan's restraints. She hurriedly picked up the half-eaten bowl of osmanthus soup and walked away. "I'm going to teach. Um, don't forget to get the medicine."

Gu Yan looked at Bai Zhi's back as she hurriedly dodged away, raised his hands and covered the cheeks that Bai Zhi had just pinched, and slightly curled the corners of his lips.

After a moment, his eyes dimmed, his hands became increasingly fierce, and his trimmed, round nails dug into the fake face.

Early the next morning, Bai Zhi was sleeping soundly when she was disturbed by the whispered conversation.

"Third brother, ah, I originally wanted to ask your wife to take good care of the pregnancy, but mother insisted on asking her to go with us to burn incense and pray for a boy."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. I'll pick out clothes for Zhi'er right away."

"Third brother is so thoughtful that he even prepared clothes for his sister-in-law. Oh, third brother, your clothes are piled up in layers... It must be hard to find them."

"It's easy to find. Since you're going to burn incense, you should wear plain clothes."

"Third brother, you have good taste. This dress is simple and elegant, just right for burning incense. Then I'll go and wake her up."

"I'll go call Zhi'er, and ask Second Sister-in-law to pick out some jewelry for Zhi'er to go out with."

"Oh, don't worry, I will definitely dress your Zhi'er up beautifully."

Bai Zhi was annoyed by the noise, so she rolled over and curled up in the bed, covering her head with the quilt. Gu Yan lifted a corner of the quilt and called out like coaxing a child, "Bai Zhi, wake up."

Bai Zhi pulled the quilt down and wrapped herself up again. Now Gu Yan couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried.

"Third brother, how long are you going to keep yelling like this? Let me call her. Don't feel bad for your Zhi'er." Qiao Wanwan came over in a hurry, grabbed the corner of the quilt, and lifted the whole quilt into the air with all her strength, "Bai Zhi, get up!"

The warm quilt was taken away with her head and feet, and the cold wind kept blowing into her inner clothes. Bai Zhi could no longer bear it, so she sat up suddenly, half-opened her eyes and said unhappily: "Who are you burning incense for? Bring this here, and I'll burn incense for him to get out of here."

"What are you talking about? Bah, bah, bah." Qiao Wanwan dragged Bai Zhi off the bed and said, "Third brother has picked out all the clothes for you. The sun is bright today. Don't stay in the room all the time. Get up quickly."

Qiao Wanwan was quite strong, and Bai Zhi let her do whatever she wanted while half asleep and half awake, and then fell asleep again. When she opened her eyes after a good sleep, she was already in the swaying carriage.

"Ancestor, please be willing to wake up." Qiao Wanwan stuffed the cake into her hand, "Fill your stomach."

Bai Zhi's stomach growled with hunger. She stuffed cakes into her mouth in big mouthfuls and rolled her eyes at Qiao Wanwan: "Pregnant women are sleepy. What's wrong with me sleeping a little longer?"

Qiao Wanwan: "You, you are not fake, aren't you?" She looked at Bai Zhi's belly suspiciously, "No way, I was so excited yesterday, are you real or fake?"

"It's fake, I'm just teasing you." Bai Zhi said, "But even if I'm not pregnant, I don't want to get up. Look at what time it is outside, it's just dawn. If we go to worship the Buddha now, will the Buddha wake up? Wouldn't the Buddha be angry if he was woken up?"

"It will take an hour for the carriage to get there. Besides, there are many people burning incense these two days." Qiao Wanwan lifted the carriage curtain, "Look."

There were dozens of ordinary people outside, dragging their families along the road. Most of them were dressed in rags, with faces full of lingering sadness. An octogenarian, with his back bent almost flat against the sand, was walking slowly forward with the help of a stick. People around him hurriedly passed by him like water flowing around rocks without scolding or getting angry. A woman with a face so dirty that her original appearance could not be seen unbuttoned her front clothes to suckle the crying baby in her arms in the street, and her husband beside her just held a patched rag to cover her shame with an expressionless face.

Bai Zhi was shocked: "This is..."

"These are all people who escaped from the north." Qiao Wanwan sighed. "There have been constant frictions in the north in the past two years. I heard that there was a big war a while ago, and the enemy occupied one or two cities, and many people were displaced. Dajue Temple is the most spiritual temple in this area within hundreds of miles. Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar month, and the people should all come here to burn incense and pray for peace. Damn it, I don't know what these big shots are thinking. Fighting and fighting, they just stopped for a few years and want to fight again. What kind of people are they who want to be reborn as princes and grandchildren of the royal family?"