Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

One afternoon in September, Qiao Shinian watched Wen Jiu being respectfully dressed and having her hair done by a group of people, and she felt that her life had experienced great ups and downs in the past two days.

When she was also packed up and took the carriage into the palace with Wen Jiu, she felt that she had completed the Long March. Now she had to wait for the clouds to clear and the moon to appear, and the game had to have a happy ending so that she could exit perfectly.

She even planned to write this miraculous journey into a novel for future generations to admire.

"Sister, get off the bus." Wen Jiu woke up Qiao Shinian who was immersed in writing a gorgeous ending for her own time travel.

Qiao Shinian was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Oh, okay."

As she said this, she followed Wen Jiu, but when she saw that she was about to step on the back of a little eunuch, a sense of terror belonging to this era suddenly crept up Qiao Shinian's back. She suddenly doubted whether she could really go back after Wen Jiu recognized his ancestors.

The idea that it would end after Wen Jiu returned home seemed to be just her wishful thinking. What if she couldn't go back today, or if she went back after the three-month deadline and then came again?

Suddenly she shuddered and followed Wen Jiu's steps.

"If you were to be an idle prince, you could live a life of wealth and luxury." Qiao Shinian whispered. Surrounded by eunuchs and palace maids, and led by the somewhat scary leader of a certain force, the journey was extremely dull.

She didn't know how long she had been walking, it felt like half an hour, or maybe even longer.

After climbing countless stairs and passing countless teams of guards, Qiao Shinian nervously clenched his sleeves at the entrance of a palace guarded by armored soldiers holding swords and spears, as the eunuchs and palace maids bowed their heads.

"It shouldn't be that easy." Wen Jiu stopped and looked at the man in a yellow robe sitting in a high position not far away, looking at him with dignity and scrutiny.

Looking at the princes and concubines standing on either side of the man in the hall, he vaguely felt that his life might not be so smooth.

Qiao Shinian held Wen Jiu's hand tightly, her legs trembling a little. This was the first time she met the ruler in the feudal dynasty, and the oppressive welcoming team made her feel timid.

Those people standing there looked like an old-fashioned painting to Qiao Shinian, but they were also a symbol of identity and status.

"Come on, keep your back straight, and don't let anyone look down on you." Qiao Shinian let go of Wen Jiu's hand and took a deep breath to prepare himself mentally.

The guards standing nearby were filled with a murderous aura. They looked straight ahead. The red and white armor and the long swords in their hands made people feel that walking along this road was a very dangerous and solemn thing.

"Thirteen, you're back. You must have worked hard along the way!" Emperor Gao Wen of the Great Chu stood up and looked down at the child who had fled back from famine. There was no expression on his face, and his tone did not show the excitement and joy of a father for his long-lost son. It was as if the one who came back was just a cat or a dog.

Qiao Shinian kept his head down, looking at the finely crafted hem and exposed shoe tips in front of him. The queen's clothes were truly dignified and majestic, the pearls on the phoenix robe were truly beautiful, and the edges of the phoenix robe looked quite textured.

There were no machines in this era, so the exquisite phoenix robe is the undisputed ceiling of handicrafts.

The concubines' clothes were also quite gorgeous, and the scent of rouge on their bodies varied, some strong and some weak, and was very pleasant.

Compared to the two of them, these people were like the spotless inhabitants of heaven, while they were just stray dogs fleeing famine to beg for food.

Wen Jiu stepped forward, blocking the gazes of those people, and replied in a deep voice: "Yes, Wen Jiu is back."

"You must have suffered a lot along the way." The Queen followed the Emperor and looked at Wen Jiu, her voice soft, "It's good that you're back. When your mother and you were kidnapped, Your Majesty searched for you many times but couldn't find you. Now you're back, it's really a blessing from God."

"That's right. It's really not easy for the Thirteenth Prince. He must have suffered a lot during these years of living among the common people, right?"

"Poor sister Mu Qing, she couldn't come back after all."

Qiao Shinian had heard everything about Wen Jiu's mother on the way. Now seeing this hypocritical scene, Qiao Shinian knew that this was an attempt to whitewash the fact that Wen Jiu's mother took him away from home.

After all, the emperor's concubine fled the palace with her son because she hated the emperor. This was a scandal for the emperor that made the world laugh at her.

"Thirteenth brother, I heard about your story. You've had a really hard time along the way." A princess stood up and pretended to wipe her tears with a handkerchief.

"Thirteenth brother, it's great that you can come back." A prince came forward happily.

"Thirteen, I'm glad you're back. You're home." He seemed to be Wen Jiu's brother.

"Thirteen, it's great that you're back." It seemed like he was another prince who was a brother.

Qiao Shinian stood behind Wen Jiu and listened to the enthusiastic greetings. Everyone in the palace seemed to get along well with each other, and everyone seemed to welcome Wen Jiu back.

Watching this happy scene, Qiao Shinian always felt as if there was some conspiracy. TV dramas and novels would not be played like this, and this was not a group pet script. It was very unusual for Wen Jiu to be treated like this.

Wen Jiu's eyes would occasionally glance at Qiao Shinian's face as he was distracted, and he felt relieved when he saw Qiao Shinian standing there safely.

He responded to this sudden enthusiasm in a serious manner. Glancing at the emperor's expressionless face, he suddenly had an urge to take Qiao Shinian and escape from here. He finally loosened his clenched fists.

He wanted to stay here, among this group of people with ulterior motives, and live a life of power and wealth.

He liked the place where the woman was going to escape, and he was even quite interested in the position of emperor.

In the emperor's study, a group of people were asking Wen Jiu questions in a lively manner, as if everyone was a rare good person and a relative who cared about Wen Jiu's suffering.

Finally, at the emperor's order, the queen led all the concubines, princes and princesses away.

Qiao Shinian silently took two steps forward and stood behind Wen Jiu, fearing that she would be squeezed out. At this moment, she was nervous and uneasy. Could she end her journey when Wen Jiu returned to the palace?

It seems that all game endings should end here, with the protagonist returning to his home and never having to wander again.

"Miss, Miss, please follow me down." The steward gave Qiao Shinian several looks, but Qiao Shinian ignored him as she was distracted. So the steward had no choice but to remind her.

Qiao Shinian suddenly came back to his senses and blankly responded twice: "Oh, okay."

"Wait for me outside, don't go too far." Wen Jiu warned worriedly.

"Okay, don't worry." Qiao Shinian made an OK gesture, then realized something was wrong and quickly put his hand down.

Outside, the butler approached Qiao Shinian and asked in a low voice, "How did the young lady and His Royal Highness the Thirteenth Prince meet?"

Qiao Shinian's eyes lit up as he looked at the eunuch in front of him, who seemed to be about the same height as himself.

She really wanted to ask, "Are you a real eunuch? Are you the kind of eunuch who clears the way for the emperor and shouts "Here comes the emperor" wherever he goes?" But she shouldn't ask that. Qiao Shinian just felt that she had many questions to ask the steward in front of her.

'For example, how do you go to the toilet? What time do you get up in the morning and go to bed at night? How much is your salary? How much money can you get in a year that others secretly give you?'

However, these kinds of questions could not be asked out loud, so Qiao Shinian could only swallow these curious topics in disappointment.

"He suddenly helped me a lot. Without him, I might have frozen to death." Qiao Shinian replied indifferently.

The steward saw that Qiao Shinian treated him as if he were a new person, and the light in his eyes scared him. He watched as Qiao Shinian's curious gaze dimmed, then brightened and dimmed again.

He was stunned by what he saw. This girl was a little puzzling.

"Uh, haha, it's really, really a rough experience." The butler didn't expect Qiao Shinian to say these two words after holding it in for so long. Not giving up, he asked again: "Does the girl have any relatives? What are her plans for the future?"