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

Xiangyun has always treated the prince as his own brother, so how could he possibly accept him?

But it is undeniable that the prince also saved her, so Xiangyun became his subordinate and used what he had learned to help him do things.

When she was in the palace, she was a princess without a title and was not allowed to appear in front of outsiders.

Outside the palace, the prince's men called her Miss Yun.

She stayed with the prince for five years, and he expressed his love to her all the time.

But Xiangyun could never get over the hurdle in her heart and never agreed to him.

Even so, the Crown Princess still regarded her as a thorn in her side.

Finally one day, while she was injured, the Crown Princess planned to burn her to death. Xiangyun was drugged by her and watched helplessly as the flames devoured her body.

Just at this moment, Peng Luoyun came to rescue her.

In order to clear herself of suspicion, the Crown Princess evacuated all the people in the yard, allowing Peng Luoyun to break in easily.

To Xiangyun, Peng Luoyun was just someone she rescued casually, and even she herself barely remembered him, but he unexpectedly gave her a glimmer of hope.

When she woke up, she found out that it was a maidservant beside Peng Luoyun who died for her. Coincidentally, the maidservant's name also had the word "yun" in it, and her name was Xiangyun.

"So, I survived with the identity of Xiangyun."

Xiang Yun gave a bitter smile. "My former names were Yun Yi, Hua Yun, Yuan Yun, Miss Yun... I have so many names. The funny thing is, I never felt that these names belonged to me."

"No wonder the Crown Princess wants to kill you... But how did she know you were here?" Wen Yan rubbed her brows, "Is it the Flower Festival?"

Xiang Yun had a vague guess. She lowered her head in guilt, "The man who came out of the city to ask you that day was one of the prince's men. I'm afraid he saw that you look similar to me, so he told the prince about it."

"I don't know where the Crown Princess got the information from, but this person is very thoughtful and vicious. He would rather kill someone by mistake than let him go."

Wen Yan nodded slightly, and suddenly said: "But the prince said that you are not the emperor's biological son, then who is your biological father?"

This question made Xiangyun fall into memories. She actually didn't know. After she came back, her mother's memory was a little confused and she didn't say who her father was.

She originally thought it was the emperor, but it turned out not to be him.

But the only thing that is certain is that my mother once said that she had an older sister, a biological sister.

Xiang Yun told Wen Yan everything he remembered about his life experience, "I'm afraid my mother is the only one in this world who knows who my biological father is."

After Xiangyun left the palace, she had no idea how the prince rescued her from the palace under the emperor's nose. But she was already a dead person in the palace and could not appear in the open.

Therefore, even if she wanted to go into the palace to save her mother, she had no idea where to start.

As for the prince, Xiangyun had done so many things for him, but the most common thing he said was: "Ayun, I will help you save her in the future, but the situation is unstable now and I can't do anything."

He even hinted to her that if she devoted herself to him, she could help rescue her mother.

Now Xiangyun thought about it and felt that she was really stupid. She died twice without any brains and did not realize that the prince had never intended to help her save her mother.

Wen Yan was listening nearby, and suddenly an idea popped into her mind: Is it possible that Xiang Yun and she have the same father and mother?

is it possible?

If that's true, then wouldn't her mother have entered the palace while pregnant?

Wen Yangu, who was eavesdropping outside the door, also fell into memories. Xiangyun's current age seemed to match the age her mother was when she left.

It seemed as if Yang Xiaojiao came back in a luxurious carriage, standing at his door and said to him coldly: "Wen Yangu, I will be the daughter of a wealthy family from now on. If I hadn't been lost when I was young, you, a country teacher, would never have even met me. From now on, just pretend that we never had any relationship. Don't come to find me, and don't let Wen Yan come to find me."

No matter how he tried to try to keep her, Yang Xiaojiao left without looking back.

That's why he treated her as dead all these years.

In the room, Wen Yan asked again: "Let's put all these aside for now. In short, no matter whether the Crown Princess wants to get rid of you or me, this place is no longer safe, right?"

Xiang Yun looked at Wen Yan apologetically: "That's right."

"In that case, let's all leave. After all, I will be gone for three months, and since everyone is in danger, then everyone should come with me."

Wen Yan waved her hand and said, "Let's go to the border together!"

Wan Xuan, who had fallen asleep while listening to the story, suddenly perked up, "What! Let's go to the border together!"

Wan Dongling couldn't help but smile, "Since mother has said it, you can't go back on your word."

Wan Xuan raised her hand: "Okay, okay! Let's go together!"

In the second half of the night, the family began to pack their luggage as quickly as possible.

However, the incident happened suddenly and Wen Yan's family did not have any extra carriages, so in addition to the little black donkey, the red bird and the white fox all joined in the ranks of transporting people, and then they could barely sit down.

Before leaving, Wen Yan went to find the village chief Tao Shi and explained the current situation to him. If anyone came to inquire, she would say that the Wen family had offended someone and fled south to seek refuge with relatives.

Tao Shi agreed.

Before the sun rose, all the members of the Wen family had left, and there was basically nothing left in the room.

The Wen family of Chunxing Village disappeared, but all the way north from here, a group of Taoists with accents appeared.

There were six Taoists in total, wearing simple Taoist robes, heading north.

"I thought the winter in Chunxing Village was cold enough, but I didn't expect it to be so cold in the north that it would make my back stiff." Wen Yangu put his hands in his sleeves and spoke to Wen Yan beside him, "We should be there soon, right?"

Wen Yan looked at the map and said, "We have already reached the border of Youzhou and just passed Lingnan Road. We will probably reach Lingxiao City early the day after tomorrow."

"Dear guests, your noodles are here! Hot sliced ​​noodles!" The proprietress was big and strong, holding two large trays, each with three large bowls of noodles on it, "Six bowls in total, all ready, enjoy!"

When they got here, they had already taken off their Taoist robes and put on ordinary thick coats. They also wore hats covering their ears and thick boots.

When the weather got cold, Wen Yan would often boil some spiritual spring water for the few people. When they arrived in the north, none of them got sick. Although they were all frozen like quails, they were in very good health.

A few people sat in this remote mountain area, slurping noodles, which tasted very special. The hot noodles drove away the chill in everyone's body, and their bodies gradually warmed up.

Wen Yangu had heard about Wan He from Wen Yan, and he asked in a low voice, "From here on, it will snow all over this area, right?"

"That's right. There were very few people along the way we came here, and we only saw some people here." Wen Yan knew what he was worried about. If the news that it would snow for three consecutive months could be spread, many innocent lives could be saved.

But how exactly is this done?

Wen Yan's eyes turned, thinking about how many people had used things related to gods such as hiding books in fish bellies and engraving words on stone tablets to convey information, so she could do it too.

After they left, a huge red bird flew across the sky.

The people in the noodle shop looked up and listened carefully. They found that the bird was speaking human language. It said, "War has started and food has not been delivered. On the fifteenth day of the month, the snow will not stop."