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

"Hey, mom bought you two a small cake." In the afternoon, Qiao Shinian and An Tian packed the supplies needed for the night's time travel, and Qiao's father came back from shopping with Qiao's mother.

Both of them were carrying a lot of things in their hands.

"Yoyo, take a break first and come over to eat something." Father Qiao patted Qiao Shinian's shoulder and said softly, "Tiantian has worked hard, come out and eat something."

"Okay." The two responded in unison.

In the living room, Qiao's mother had already divided the cake. When she saw the two of them coming out, she waved with a smile.

"Yoyo, is it time to finally have a good time? Wen Jiu is coming back to China. Is what he said about wanting a fiefdom reliable?"

Facing his mother's question, Qiao Shinian shook his head: "I don't know, but judging from his appearance, it shouldn't be difficult."

"Is school okay? How about I give you two months off? I see you haven't been in a good state recently, and you don't want to tell me what happened. Seeing that you have to go to school every day, I'm worried that you can't cope with it." Mother Qiao touched Qiao Shinian's head with a look of pity on her face.

"It's okay, Mom. I want to go to school." Qiao Shinian looked up at her mother and gave her a 'don't worry, I'm fine' smile.

An Tian lowered her head and silently ate the strawberry cake on the plate with a calm look.

Seeing Qiao Shinian say this, Qiao's mother didn't know what to say, so she asked again, "Have you not danced over there for a long time?"

Qiao Shinian paused with the fork in his hand, and nodded after a few seconds: "Well, I've been a bit busy dealing with Mu Qinglan and the imperial concubine recently, so I haven't practiced."

"It's okay, Yoyo, do you want to go abroad? Let's go abroad, ride horses on the grassland and see lions. By the way, Dad can help you get some guns and ammunition abroad." When Father Qiao said the last sentence, An Tian looked up at Father Qiao.

"Uncle, are we going to play so big now?"

"It doesn't matter. If you don't want to go abroad, we can also make some lethal weapons in the city." Father Qiao said in a low voice.

Qiao Shinian raised his head and shook his head at him: "It's not needed for the time being. Wen Jiu and I are going to the fiefdom to grow food. He and I plan to make sure the people have enough food first before we think about other things."

"After all, it's ancient times. If I bring those things with me, it will really be a dimensionality reduction attack, which will cause panic. As for weapons, that world is completely self-sufficient. I've been learning how to farm from netizens recently! I bought a lot of fertilizers and various seeds. Only when you have enough food can you have the strength to unify the countries, right?"

Father Qiao nodded and smiled, "Yes, yes, yes, you see, isn't Dad too violent?"

Then Qiao's father and mother looked at each other, and Qiao's mother asked, "Yo Yo, are we still going out for hot pot tonight?"

"Well... I want to eat junk food tonight." Qiao Shinian turned his head to look at An Tian: "Fried chicken, hamburgers, spicy hot pot."

No one mentioned Mu Qingchen, because Qiao Shinian hadn't mentioned Mu Qingchen for many days. After this conversation, Qiao's father was sure that Mu Qingchen and Qiao Shinian were completely separated.

Late at night, Qiao Shinian stared at the ceiling, with An Tian lying beside her.

"Yo yo, don't worry, everything will go well." An Tian said softly.

"Yeah." Qiao Shinian nodded in response, and then she said softly: "Everything will be fine."

·

In the cold winter, the capital of Chuwen State was bustling with people standing on both sides of the street looking at the prince who had returned from Zhou State and was protected by the goddess.

Wen Jiu rode into the palace on horseback, walked from the outer city to the inner city, and was finally surrounded by princes and officials and entered the palace.

Faced with the warm greetings, Wen Jiu did not seem very happy.

What he was looking forward to was tomorrow, the day when Qiao Shinian would return.

He was not sure if she would be back on time.

I heard that she went to Foguang Temple every day after he left, waiting for Mu Qingchen to come back.

Thinking of Mu Qingchen, Wen Jiu felt even gloomier. He knew that Mu Qingchen would never come back, and he was afraid that she would lose hope and become devastated.

This game of fate has not yet ended, and Qiao Shinian cannot leave early.

·

"Wen Jiu, get up." Qiao Shinian yawned and walked to Wen Jiu's bed.

The charcoal fire in the house was almost going out, but Wen Jiu's upper body was still covered with a corner of quilt that was lifted up by him and hung on the ground.

"Sister~" Wen Jiu was so sleepy that he couldn't even lift his eyelids. He held Qiao Shinian's hand and called her like a spoiled child.

"Drinking?"

"Well, a little bit." Wen Jiu still had his eyes closed, his voice hoarse and tired.

"Where is this?"

Wen Jiu stretched out his hands and held Qiao Shinian's hands: "Your hands are so cold."

"Nonsense, how can I not feel cold when I'm wearing so little?" Qiao Shinian pulled out his hand and tapped Wen Jiu on the forehead, "Get up!"

"No!" Wen Jiu pulled up the quilt and rolled himself up.

Qiao Shinian looked at Wen Jiu, whose head was only visible, and put his hands on his hips, wanting to threaten him. At this moment, a shrill voice came from outside the door.

"Your Highness Thirteen, are you awake?"

"No! Get away from me!" Wen Jiu's voice was filled with anger.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Soon, there was no sound outside.

Wen Jiu opened his eyes reluctantly and looked at Qiao Shinian aggrievedly: "Sister, I only slept for more than four hours."

As he spoke, he took out the pocket watch from under his pillow and said aggrievedly, "I drank with those strangers last night. They asked me all kinds of questions. It was so annoying."

Qiao Shinian sighed, his voice full of comfort: "Okay, okay, let's go to sleep after lunch. Let's finish the things I brought first."

Wen Jiu arched his body upwards, then widened his eyes: "Fuck! Sister, why did you bring so much this time!?" As he said that, he walked to the pile of supplies wrapped in a quilt and looked at the words on the sacks.

"Selected wheat... fertilizer... purple sweet potato... pumpkin seeds. Hahaha, sister, I'm going to get rich with you!" Wen Jiu turned around and pounced on Qiao Shinian who was sitting on the bed.

"Oh, you unlucky child." Qiao Shinian looked at the handsome face in front of him, frowned, pushed Wen Jiu away, and stood up with a look of disgust, "You smell like alcohol, it stinks, go brush your teeth and wash your face quickly."

Wen Jiu's confidence was hit hard. He pouted and got up from Qiao Shinian, threw the quilt on the bed, and helped Qiao Shinian stand up.

"I knew you would come over today. I spent a long time washing up yesterday."

"Your Highness the Thirteenth?"

The eunuch's voice came from outside the door again: "Mr. Feng, who came into the palace with you, insisted on coming to see you."

"Okay, let him wait in the side hall! Where are Yue Yu and Chun Xue, let them come and help me change clothes." Wen Jiu looked at the ten sacks in front of the bed, and the joy on his face could not be suppressed.

Qiao Shinian kicked Wen Jiu lightly and scolded him, "How old are you? Why are you still the same as before? You and I should avoid suspicion and never do anything so outrageous again. Do you understand?"

"I don't want to talk to an old fogy like you." Wen Jiu turned his head away to indicate that he didn't want to talk to Qiao Shinian. After thinking for a while, he walked to the closet and took out a cloak and put it on Qiao Shinian.

"Humph! I'm happy today, so I'll forgive you." Wen Jiu said to himself, then turned his head and looked at Qiao Shinian happily: "Sister, is this bag sturdy?"

"solid."

Looking at Wen Jiu's overwhelmed joy, Qiao Shinian couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart. Wen Jiu returned to his own country, and at least here he would not be threatened with death.

There were ten sacks full of seeds and fertilizers. As long as they went to the fiefdom with Wen Jiu, these seeds would be of great use and value. As long as they were planted well, within five years the entire Chu Wen Kingdom would be strong and powerful. By then...

Qiao Shinian had a smile on his face, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.