The first time in history

Only after they were far away from the city did Qian Mingduo tell Diao Chan what he had just seen. They both breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for Qian Mingduo's caution, Diao Chan might have fallen into the wolf's mouth.

The carriage was moving slowly, Qian Mingduo and Diao Chan sat in the front of the carriage, wrapped tightly in their cloaks. Both of them were filled with worries about the future, and they didn't know how many dangerous things were waiting for them along the way.

"It would be great if I had a sniper rifle," Qian Mingduo sighed and said viciously, "First I'll shoot the thief Dong to death, then I'll shoot Zhao Qian and his family's two bastards through, only then will I be able to relieve my hatred."

Qian Mingduo would occasionally say something that Diao Chan couldn't understand, and she was used to it. So she just looked up at Qian Mingduo gently, smiled and said, "I'm a little cold, and my body feels very hot."

Qian Mingduo quickly touched Diao Chan's forehead and felt it was hot.

"Baby, do you have a cold?" Qian Mingduo asked.

"What is a cold?" Diao Chan asked softly.

"Oh! It means... I caught a cold."

"Maybe." Diao Chan curled up in Qian Mingduo's arms. "Anyway, it's sometimes cold and sometimes hot. It's uncomfortable."

"We can't sleep in the car tonight." Qian Mingduo looked at Diao Chan's somewhat pale face and looked around anxiously.

Exhausted, they finally found a house with a faint light in a remote and desolate village. Qian Mingduo parked the carriage and carefully helped Diao Chan get off.

Qian Mingduo knocked on the door gently with a give-it-a-give attitude. After a while, an old woman opened the door tremblingly.

The house looked very simple, with only a white-haired old woman in it. Her face was full of deep wrinkles of time, but her eyes were filled with an indescribable mysterious light.

Qian Mingduo and Diao Chan asked the old woman for permission to stay for one night with trepidation.

Diao Chan looked worried and said earnestly, "Old lady, we are trying to avoid being hunted by the evil people. We have been running all the way and have nowhere else to go. I have caught a cold, so please, old lady..."

The old woman raised her head slightly, her eyes lingered on Diao Chan's face for a moment, and she said slowly, "Come in, and pull your carriage to the back of the house."

The old woman refused Diao Chan and Qian Mingduo's help and leisurely cooked a pot of noodles for them.

After eating a bowl of hot noodles, Diao Chan's expression improved a lot.

"The girl has an extraordinary face and is as beautiful as a fairy, but because of this, her fate is full of misfortunes. However, there will be a turning point in the dark." The old woman stared at Diao Chan and said slowly: "These things... are arranged by God, and no one can change them."

Diao Chan and Qian Mingduo looked at each other in surprise. Qian Mingduo said anxiously, "Old lady, what do you mean by that? We are really confused and at a loss. We hope you can give us some advice."

"Young Master is definitely not an ordinary person." The old woman looked at the anxious Qian Mingduo and smiled slightly. "If I am not mistaken...Young Master...is a person from outer space, definitely not from this dynasty or this generation!"

When Diao Chan heard the old woman say this, she turned her head, looked at Qian Mingduo, then looked at the old woman, her eyes full of confusion.

"Old lady, how could you..." Qian Mingduo widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Can you see through the weird things in this world?"

"You should know that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, right?" The old woman smiled at the two of them, and that smile seemed to contain supreme wisdom and profound meaning. Her eyes were deep and mysterious, and her voice was soft and firm, with an irresistible power that drew people involuntarily.

When the old woman said this, the air around them seemed to freeze. Only the rapid breathing sounds of Qian Mingduo and Diao Chan due to their extreme nervousness could be heard.

The old woman sighed softly, stood up and slowly walked into the inner room. After a moment, she took out an exquisite wooden bottle, handed it to Diao Chan carefully, and said, "The water in this bottle can help the girl change her appearance, and perhaps it can help you escape this disaster."

Diao Chan took the wooden bottle, looked at it carefully, and asked doubtfully: "Old woman, can this potion really change my appearance? What if it can't change it..."

Qian Mingduo also frowned and interrupted worriedly, "Mother-in-law, how did you know that our disaster was related to my wife's appearance?"

Diao Chan looked at Qian Mingduo, then at the wooden bottle in her hand, pondered for a moment, and said with a firm look in her eyes: "Husband, now we have no choice and no way out. This may be our only hope. We can only take a risk. Thank you, old lady, for the medicine."

The old woman nodded slightly and said calmly: "Girl, everything is fate. It is up to you to use it or not. But remember, drink it all in one gulp and don't hesitate."

Qian Mingduo was still a little worried and continued to ask: "Old lady, how long can this potion last? What should we do next?"

The old woman shook her head slightly and said, "It is difficult to predict the future. Everything depends on your luck."

Diao Chan suddenly felt weak all over and could not stand steadily. She leaned against Qian Mingduo's back and said softly, "Husband, I feel so uncomfortable. My legs are weak."

"I'm afraid the girl has caught a cold?" The old woman and Qian Mingduo supported Diao Chan and let her lie on the kang with her clothes on. The old woman covered her with a thick quilt. Soon, Diao Chan fell into a deep sleep.

"Sir, don't you think you are the luckiest person in the world?" The old woman used a silver needle to pick up the candle wick, and the light of the candle instantly became brighter. However, the old woman's face was hidden outside the candlelight, looking extremely mysterious.

"Mother-in-law, what do you mean by that?" Qian Mingduo, who had been looking at Diao Chan, turned his gaze to the old woman's face. "Why am I the luckiest person in the world?"

"Having one of the four beauties is the ultimate in life. And you, young master..." The old woman's smile was full of mystery and wisdom. "Do I need to tell you everything that happened to you?"

When Qian Mingduo heard the old woman say this, he was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out.

"Mother-in-law, how could you know all this?" Qian Mingduo quickly glanced at Diao Chan and whispered, "It seems that you know everything about me?"

"I have already said it just now." The old woman also looked at Diao Chan, "Young Master is a person from the outside world, definitely not from this dynasty or this generation. I wonder if what I said is right or not?"

"You are right," Qian Mingduo nodded, "I did travel here from two thousand years later, but...how do you know all this?"

The old woman did not answer Qian Mingduo. She looked at Diao Chan lovingly and said slowly, "Sir, do you know that the lady's misfortune has a lot to do with you?" The old woman raised her eyes and stared at Qian Mingduo, with a little sternness in her eyes, "If it weren't for you, the lady would not have had this misfortune at all."