Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

"What? She's gone?!" In the Zhenguo Mansion, Princess Hua Jing of Anle County threw the teacup on the table to the ground fiercely, "How dare she!"

Ruyi exaggerated the reply from the courtyard, "Yes, our things disappeared before. The escorts who live in the escort agency are numerous and powerful, so we dare not easily alert them. I wanted to ask a Taoist nun but was rejected. There must be something fishy going on here!"

Hua Jing clenched the handkerchief in her hand, looking frantic. What on earth was going on? Why was everything different from the previous life? !

It was obvious that Ye Qinghuai should have died last year, and Ye Qinglu would be the only descendant of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, so she married him.

But why didn’t Ye Qinghuai die?

It would have been fine if he didn't die, she could have planned to make him die once, but she didn't expect that Ye Qinghuai was so powerful. The weapons she bought were either burned along with the armory or intercepted.

If this continues, can Hua Jing make a comeback?

Wouldn’t all her planning over the years become a joke?

She had to think of another way.

Ru saw that she was silent, so he asked, "Do you need me to find someone to tie her up?"

"Idiot!" Hua Jing scolded, "Do you want Ye Qinghuai to know? Don't worry about it, I'll think about it."

On the other side, at the Princess' Mansion, people were the most indifferent to Wen Yan's departure.

Princess Zhaoyang leaned on the couch and said to Luo Yin who came to report: "Just leave if you want to. The prince consort came to explain to me yesterday. He just saw a child go to the mansion. He thought it was an acquaintance, so he investigated. You don't have to worry about it."

Luo Yin: “Yes.”

Zhao Yang thought of something and asked again: "Have you seen the Taoist nun? Is she beautiful?"

Luo Yin had never seen her, but she had heard about her when she came back. "It is said that she looks very ordinary, and seems to be an ordinary girl in her thirties."

Zhaoyang was completely relieved and waved his hand to let Luo Yin go.

……

Wen Yan kept on traveling, and the journey was surprisingly smooth. She arrived at Xiahe Town safely three days later.

Chen Hu and his companions were not from Xiahe Town. Their base was in another place. When they left, Chen Hu, riding on his horse, clasped his fists towards Wen Yan and said, "Master, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, we might never come back. If you need me in the future, just come and find me. I, Chen Hu, will do my best until my death!"

Wen Yan did not refuse. She smiled and clasped her fists in response, "See you later."

After everyone left, Wen Yan took off her disguise and rode her horse slowly back to Chunxing Village.

It was already evening when I got home. White smoke was rising from the kitchen chimney, and the smell of fried chicken came from the yard, as well as the sounds of children playing.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, the children inside ran out in a hurry.

Wan Xuan poked her head out and shouted happily to the people inside: "Mom is back!"

"Mom!" Wan Xuan ran over and stretched out her hands for a hug, "Mom, you're finally back!"

Wen Yan carried her to the front of the carriage and sat her down. People in the yard came out one after another, and the sound of conversations was heard one after another.

Sitting in the carriage, Xiangyun was very confused. Wasn't it the Taoist nun who saved her? Why did she always call her mother? Could Taoist nuns get married now?

The curtain was opened, revealing a beautiful and gentle face. She smiled and said, "We are here. We are sorry to have you living with us for a while."

Xiang Yun looked at her face in doubt, "You..."

Wen Yan explained: "There are people in the capital that I don't want to meet, so I disguise myself."

There were not many rooms in the Wen family, so Wen Yan carried the person to her own room first, planning to make a bed for him later so that she could look after him at night.

What surprised Xiangyun was not her disguise, but her appearance. Why did the woman in front of her look 70% similar to her?

Seeing Wen Yan busying herself with making the bed and applying medicine for him, Xiang Yun couldn't understand more and more things.

"Why are you so nice to me?" Xiang Yun wondered.

Wen Yan's hands did not stop. She always did things according to her heart.

When she went to the capital for treatment, it was mostly for the favor of Mrs. Liu and to see Wan Xiaqing. But after seeing Xiangyun, she just wanted to cure her for no reason.

"Maybe it's fate?" Wen Yan smiled, full of comfort, "Don't think too much, just stay here."

Recently, everyone close to Wen Yan has been very busy, and now the one cooking at home has become Auntie Wang next door. Wen Yan saw her washing another handful of vegetables and hurried over to help.

"Auntie Wang, thank you for your hard work during this period."

"Why are you working so hard? I just did something." Aunt Wang skillfully threw a handful of greens into the pot and fried them. "You young people, just do whatever you want. I'm an old woman at home."

"That's something I should thank you for."

For dinner, there was a big plate of stir-fried edamame and chicken, stir-fried chicken greens, and a pot of dumpling soup.

Wen Yan served a bowl of dumpling soup to Xiang Yun. She needed to rest, so she didn't call anyone out to eat with her.

Life without air conditioning in ancient times was really hard. After dinner, Wen Yan felt sweat all over her body. It was already completely dark. Wen Yan changed the layout of the room and bought a bed from a family in the village. She simply wiped it with a rag and dried it, and laid a mat on it.

I also lit mugwort to repel mosquitoes.

There was originally a recliner in the corner of Wen Yan's room, which was taken out by Wen Yan and placed in Wan Dongling's room.

After finishing the work, I simply washed off the sweat on my body. When I came back, Wanxuan and Wanhe were already asleep.

The candlelight in the room was very soft. Xiangyun sat on the edge of the bed, patting their bodies from time to time, and was obviously a little sleepy.

"You're here." Xiang Yun heard the noise and opened his eyes.

Wen Yan nodded, walked over and whispered, "It's getting late, you should go to bed soon."

"Okay." Xiangyun got up and went to sleep on the other side. She lay down and felt comfortable for the first time in a long time. The peaceful life here was like a dream, without intrigue or struggle for power.

The lights are off and the moonlight outside the window is bright and clear.

Xiang Yun turned his head slightly and saw Wen Yan and the children, but he never asked the questions in his mind.

She thought of how her mother had told her a long time ago that she had an older sister.

But by then my mother had gone mad, and no one believed what she said, including herself.

But now, she began to think about the truth of this sentence.

If it was true, would Wen Yan be her sister? Her half-sister...