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

According to Wang Jiu, Wen Yan's family had to be careful. After all, if Wan Gaofeng saw them by mistake, he might cause trouble. If he just caused trouble, that would be the least of his problems. This scumbag was after their lives.

Wen Yan sighed and said, "Never mind, just take it one step at a time."

She must try it on the day of the Flower Festival. If she misses this opportunity, it will not be so easy to get the food in this big granary again.

Wen Yan didn't sleep well that night, and finally received a letter from Ye Qinghuai, which was consistent with what Wang Jiu said.

The next day, we went to one of the small granaries to get food as planned, and everything went smoothly.

This means there is only one last day left.

Wen Yan called a family meeting with the whole family in the evening and told them about Wan Gaofeng's appearance here the next day.

Wen Yan never avoids talking to Wan Xuan and Wan He. Although they are young, they are sometimes more reliable than adults.

"That's what's going on," Wen Yan sat at the table and glanced at the people around her, "The team from the palace will be here tomorrow. We should try to avoid going out and run into them."

"The day after tomorrow is the Flower Festival. They will all go to the temple on the mountain to pray for blessings, and then we will go out. On that day, let Xiangyun pretend to be me, and I will pretend to be Xiangyun and pretend to be recuperating in the inn."

Wen Yangu watched his daughter arrange everything in an orderly manner, knowing that she had her own ideas and would not change them easily. "Is there any danger?"

"Yes," Wen Yan did not shy away from the topic, "but Qing Huai has arranged it for me. I will definitely survive."

This was just Wen Yan's excuse. At worst, she could just hide in the space. Who could pull her out of the space?

Wan Xiaqing frowned, "Can't you let me go with you? I can protect you."

"No, it's easier to act with fewer people." Wen Yan refused quickly. She softened her voice to comfort him, "I still have the hidden weapon made by Xiang Yun. It's full of poison. It can also protect me."

They wanted to persuade her again, but were rejected by Wen Yan. What she wanted to say today was that everyone should be careful when going out and not be recognized by scumbags.

The news that the emperor was coming to Huachao County was not publicized in a big way, and people who were not in the know thought that he was an official from somewhere.

Wen Yan stood on the second floor, pushed open a small gap and looked at the slowly moving team, she sighed deeply. In ancient times, it was really hard to deal with such a Phoenix man who abandoned his wife and children.

The other party is still dependent on the princess, and the difficulty of dealing with him is simply hell level.

When I was giving Xiangyun a medicinal bath at night, I told her the plan, and at the same time created the illusion that Xiangyun was unwell, so that everything for tomorrow would go smoothly.

Even though there are many people attending the Flower Festival now, if people find out that food is missing in the future and they start questioning everyone, and if they are found to be suspicious, they won't be able to explain themselves even if they have a mouth.

Fenglai Villa.

When the emperor went on a private visit in disguise, although there was no need to alert ordinary people, all officials had to be present.

The courtyard was cleaned in advance, special meals were prepared, and the dancers and singers were also in place.

It was not the first time that Huachao County Magistrate Song Jin entertained the emperor, but he was still so nervous that his palms were sweaty. The last time he served the emperor was when he had just taken office ten years ago.

Fortunately, everything went very smoothly.

The last dish was about to be served. Song Jin stood up and said, "Your Majesty, this is a famous dish of Huachao County, steamed mandarin fish. It is cooked without any fishy smell and is very tender."

The maids filed in.

The delicious smell of fish wafted in. This generation was worthy of being called a land of fish and rice. Each fish was as big as an arm, and the best ones were picked to be presented to the emperor.

The old emperor is already fifty-six years old this year, with gray hair on his temples. When Song Jin last visited him, he remembered that the emperor was still strong and mighty. He did not expect that when they met again, he had become much thinner and looked very old.

Next to him, a gorgeously dressed woman who looked only in her early twenties, with seductive eyes, was enough to make one's bones soften with just a casual glance.

Song Jin couldn't help but secretly gasp in amazement. The emperor was so thin, such a beauty. He should stay away from this woman.

But he didn't dare say these words out loud and could only think about them secretly.

Sitting next to him were the Crown Prince and his wife, and sitting opposite were Princess Zhaoyang and her husband. Of the two couples, one was newlywed and in love, while the other had no communication at all, as if they were just strangers.

"Zhaoyang, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly, there was a noise coming from Princess Zhaoyang's side.

Song Jin's heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked over: "What's wrong?"

The Prince Consort supported Princess Zhaoyang and was also anxious, "What happened? Why did you vomit?"

Song Jin hurriedly asked someone to summon the imperial physician.

There was chaos at the banquet for a while, but in fact Princess Zhaoyang did not feel too uncomfortable, she just felt nauseous.

She had a vague guess in her mind that her period had not come this month...

When the imperial physician came over to feel her pulse, she immediately knelt down and congratulated him: "Congratulations, princess, congratulations, prince consort, you are two months pregnant."

"Really?" Princess Zhaoyang was delighted. She held Wan Gaofeng's hand tightly and said in a sweet voice, "We are having a child."

Wan Gaofeng also showed an indulgent look, "Yes, we have a child."

The emperor sitting above had a gloomy look on his face. The two had only been married for less than a month, but the baby was already two months pregnant. She was truly his good child.

As soon as Concubine Shu saw the emperor's expression, she knew he was a little unhappy, and hurriedly approached the emperor to comfort him: "Your Majesty, I am very happy to see Princess Zhaoyang so happy. The princess has been alone for so many years, but now it's good that she can have someone to accompany her."

The emperor likes it most when Concubine Shu shows weakness. It has always been like this. As long as Concubine Shu speaks in such a soft and gentle voice, the emperor will usually listen to her.

But it failed today.

The emperor looked at the chaotic Zhaoyang with a gloomy expression, but he was thinking of a woman he brought back more than 20 years ago.

When they first met at Jinghua Temple, he fell in love with her at first sight and took her back to the palace by force, regardless of her status as a married woman. Unexpectedly, he soon discovered that she was two months pregnant, but he had only brought her back to the palace for a month.

That child was not his, and it was the shame of his life.

After the banquet, the old emperor stood in front of the window. The moon at this time was exceptionally bright and clear.

The chief eunuch asked, "Your Majesty, should we ask Concubine Shu to come over tonight?"

The old emperor did not answer immediately. After a long while, he said with a sigh, "I remember, is she here now?"

The chief eunuch quickly realized who he was talking about and immediately said, "Yes."

"Tomorrow we will pray for blessings. I will go alone, and the rest of you will stay here."

When the eunuch heard this, he replied in doubt and uncertainty: "Yes, I will pass the message on right away."