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

A basin of cold water was poured over her, and Wen Yan shivered from the cold.

She slowly opened her eyes, with water still dripping from her eyelashes. It took a long time for her vision to become clear, and she saw the exceptionally strong general sitting in front of her.

Wen Yan looked around and found that her hands and feet were tied to a wooden rack, and there was a burning pain behind her neck.

"Awake?" Dongfang Qi smiled and swung the whip in the air. "Tell the truth or not? If you don't, don't blame me for being merciless with the torture device in my hand."

It was impossible to tell the time in the cell, so Wen Yan pulled the corners of her dry lips and asked, "What time is it?"

Dongfang Qi looked at her: "Why are you asking this? Is it related to your evil deeds?"

Wen Yan: "How is this considered an evil act?"

"That's not enough?" Dongfang Qi felt that this witch was really stubborn. "Then tell me, what does it mean? The world is peaceful now, what do you mean by doing this? And what about the snow not stopping? Where is the evidence?"

"Why don't you wait another day? Maybe it will snow by then." Wen Yan chuckled, not taking the person in front of her seriously at all.

Looking at the mocking smile on her face, Dongfang Qi felt angry and furious, but that face was so shining even in this prison that it could not be ignored.

Ignoring the trace of pity in his heart, he cracked the whip and said, "I see you are not willing to accept my toast, so you have to drink the penalty wine!"

As he said that, he swung the whip towards Wen Yan.

Just as the whip was about to hit Wen Yan, there was a sharp cracking sound, and wood chips flew everywhere. The huge wooden stake used to tie people up was actually torn apart by Wen Yan.

Wen Yan dodged the whip. Dongfang Qi approached her in two or three steps and clamped his big hand tightly around Wen Yan's neck: "You witch! What kind of magic did you use to have such great strength!"

Warm liquid slid down Wen Yan's cheek, which was the mark of sawdust scratching her cheek. She ignored the pain and secretly equipped the hidden weapon in her hand.

"What do you want to do?" Dongfang Qi looked straight at her.

Wen Yan didn't want to waste her breath on him. This man's body was covered with soft armor, and her silver needle had to find a place to penetrate.

In Dongfang Qi's eyes, it was a soft and beautiful lady touching his body to seduce him. His rough fingers stroked Wen Yan's chin, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Beauty trap?"

Wen Yan curled her lips, "Found it."

"What did you find..." Dongfang Qi felt a slight pain in his waist, and then he realized that he had been tricked, "You..."

Wen Yan pried his hands apart, letting him fall to the ground casually, and did not forget to taunt him: "Reckless man!"

There were footsteps in the dungeon passage, and Wen Yan quickly hid.

"Brother Qinghuai, my brother is inside." A gentle voice said, gradually getting closer.

But when she saw Dongfang Qi fall to the ground silently, Dongfang Zhenzhu screamed sharply: "Brother! Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Yan found out that it was Ye Qinghuai and Lao Er, and breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out from the darkness: "Xia Qing..."

"Mom!" Wan Xiaqing rushed over to Wen Yan as soon as he saw her. When he got closer, he found blood on her face and asked angrily, "What happened? Who did it? Dongfang Qi?"

Wen Yan shook her head, "I got scratched by sawdust when I was trying to break free."

Everyone finally noticed the messy ground here, and Ye Qinghuai roughly guessed what was going on. Thinking of the invincible Dongfang Qi being defeated by Wen Yan, he couldn't help but smile, "Aunt Wen, you go back first, I'm here."

Wen Yan nodded.

"Wait!" Dongfang Zhenzhu stopped Wen Yan, "You can't leave! You hurt my brother, you are not allowed to leave!"

Wan Xiaqing stood in front of Wen Yan and said coldly, "Your brother arrested my mother and put her in jail, and even wanted to torture her. I didn't cause any trouble for your brother, but you actually caused trouble for my mother?"

"Who are you?" Dongfang Zhenzhu pinched her waist, "You are just an attendant of Brother Qinghuai, and you dare to yell in front of me!"

"You!" Wan Xiaqing wanted to refute, but the fact now was that she really had no name or status in the army.

Wen Yan grabbed Wan Xiaqing's wrist and patted it soothingly. Dongfang Zhenzhu in front of her was a completely different body type from her brother. She glanced at Dongfang Qi who was sleeping on the ground and said, "If you have time to gossip here, you might as well remove the silver needle on his waist. He will wake up in an hour."

"Also, no matter what my daughter's identity is, it is not someone else's place to tell her what to do. Next time, the silver needles will not be coated with drugs, but poison that kills instantly upon contact with blood."

Dongfang Zhenzhu's face turned pale with fright. She looked at Wen Yan from head to toe, not knowing where the hidden weapon came from. After all, even her brother couldn't block it.

"Brother Qinghuai... look at them..." Dongfang Zhenzhu hurried to ask Ye Qinghuai for help.

But Ye Qinghuai, who was always polite and distant to others, looked at her coldly, then turned and left.

Dongfang Zhenzhu watched the three people leave, stamped her feet and said angrily to Ye Qinghuai: "Without my Dongfang family, how can your Ye family army gain a foothold in the border!"

Ye Qinghuai stopped and turned around: "My Ye Family Army has always relied on its own strength. No matter how many generals your Dongfang family has, it has nothing to do with whether my Ye Family Army can stand firm or not."

"Ye Qinghuai! Just wait for me!" Dongfang Zhenzhu was so angry that she jumped up and down, but she could do nothing about it.

Wen Yan and the other two walked out of the prison and found that it was already dawn the next day.

"Mom, how do you feel? Are you okay?" Wan Xiaqing looked at her worriedly.

Wen Yan nodded: "Fortunately, it's already daybreak. I wonder if it will snow today."

Ye Qinghuai also said, "Aunt Wen, don't think about it for now. Go back and have a rest. I'll be watching General Dongfang here, and I won't let her bother you again."

Wen Yan was about to nod, but thought of the blood on her face: "Let's go find a place to wash our face first, otherwise the kids at home will be worried."

"Mom! Don't you ask me if I'm worried?!" Wan Xiaqing said dissatisfiedly.

"Isn't mom alive and well now? Why are you still worried when you've seen it? It just looks scary." Wen Yan poked her head, "Let's go and find an inn."

"it is good."

The three of them went to the inn. While Wen Yan went to wash up, Wan Xiaqing ordered porridge and buns for them.

"Qing Huai, you haven't eaten all night. Let's eat together now." Wan Xiaqing pushed the plate in front of him.

Ye Qinghuai looked at the hot porridge and couldn't help asking, "Xia Qing, don't you have anything to ask me?"

Wan Xiaqing didn't understand, "What are you asking?"

"For example, the relationship between me and Oriental Pearl..."

"Why are you asking?" Wan Xiaqing took a bite of the meat bun, looking very satisfied. "Isn't she Dongfang Qi's sister?"

Ye Qinghuai looked at her expression, which was indeed without any hidden emotions, and couldn't help but feel very frustrated. But it was true, after all, after this year, she was only eleven years old.

But some girls at this age are ready to get engaged, and some get married at the age of 13. He is afraid of missing out.

Wen Yan heard their conversation as soon as she came down, coughed, and sat opposite them.

She looked at Wan Xiaqing who only knew how to eat and drink, then looked at Ye Qinghuai whose face was flushed, and sighed deeply.

This child is about the fifth grade of an elementary school student in modern times. Even though women in the Ning Dynasty can get married at the age of thirteen, she absolutely cannot accept her child getting married at this age!