The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

At dinner time, Yunqing pulled the lazy cat out of its sleep to feed it. After eating, it was carried back to its bed, and after a lot of fuss, it stayed up until midnight.

The next day, before dawn, while Mu Qingcheng was still dreaming, she was wrapped in a blanket and carried onto a carriage by Yun Qing.

Mo Yu was still the one driving the carriage this time. The sound of horses' hooves clattered and the carriage swayed slightly. Yun Qing recalled her first trip to Daxi Village amidst the bumpy ride.

At that time, he was poisoned by the Drunken Dream Poison, unable to see, and had just regained his ability to speak, his strength only slightly recovered. Mu Qingcheng was also wrapped in a blanket and carried into the car by him. She slept peacefully in his arms the whole way, like a completely unsuspecting cat.

Now, the scene is repeated. He looked down at the figure still sleeping soundly in his arms, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Before long, several carriages and a few light cavalrymen followed in succession. Yun Qing lifted the curtain and glanced back, a hint of annoyance flashing across her face, but she had expected these people to follow.

Su Qingyan and Mu Yao rode in one carriage, while Ning Dechang and Hui Niang rode in another. Hui Niang had lived in the Bamboo Forest Residence before and had even witnessed Yun Qing's birth; she wanted to go back and see it for herself.

Those accompanying them on horseback were the Little Black Guys, Ning Haochen, and Duan Muchen.

Yun Qing snorted softly, thinking to herself: These people are too idle; perhaps we should find some things for them to do.

The group traveled slowly, from sunrise to sunset, and finally arrived at the entrance of Daxi Village before dark.

The old village chief had received the news early and was waiting at the village entrance with the entire village, young and old.

Over the past six months, Daxi Village has undergone tremendous changes. They have successfully grown two seasons of rice, their granaries are gradually filling up, and they will no longer go hungry at the end of the year!

The garment factory and coal mine left behind by Mu Qingcheng also brought prosperity to the village, and many families built new houses. The village of Dahe, just across the bridge, was green with envy.

Upon seeing the prince's carriage arrive, the old village chief's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. Before the carriage had even come to a complete stop, he led everyone to kneel down.

Yun Qing stepped off the carriage first, turned around and reached out to firmly grasp the hand that Mu Qingcheng offered, protecting her as she got off the carriage.

The couple stepped forward and helped the old village chief up.

Yun Qing said gently, "There's no need for such formalities."

Mu Qingcheng's smiling gaze swept over the excited and simple faces. Beyond the crowd, she saw the village decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, as if it were New Year's Day.

"Yunqing, do you still remember the time we spent the New Year here? Just like today."

The village chief also sighed, "Your Majesty, you may not know this, but we have carefully peeled down the couplets that His Highness the Crown Prince wrote for us. Every household is preparing to frame them and pass them down to their children and grandchildren!"

Yun Qing said somewhat awkwardly, "There's really no need for that! Some of them weren't written by me!"

"Those were written by noble people, and they must be passed down."

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone walked together towards the village!

Su Qingyan, Mu Yao, Zi Jin, Zi Pei, and Linglong are friends who have gone through thick and thin together; this is the beginning of their new life!

The villagers were even more surprised to see Su Qingyan than they were to see Mu Qingcheng.

"Why does this girl look so familiar?"

"This, this must be Miss Su!"

Su Qingyan readily admitted that Doctor Feng had cured her face! The villagers were not surprised at all, after all, Feng Zhishang's medical skills were already considered miraculous in their minds.

When Zijing saw her uncle's family, she couldn't help but tear up. Before her uncle could call her, she rushed to him, knelt down, and kowtowed.

When Xu Yongfu saw the beautiful young girl in elegant clothes before him, with her fair complexion and pretty face, he couldn't believe that this was his unfortunate niece, Xiaocao. He was so frightened that he quickly helped Zijing up.

"Silly child, what are you doing here? Hurry back and serve the important person. Don't delay your duties!"

Zijing glanced at the two people walking hand in hand at the front of the group and said with a smile, "Uncle, don't worry! My mistress treats me like a sister. She has never hit or scolded me and treats me very well!"

"Yes, yes, good!" How could Xu Yongfu not believe it? He wiped away his tears and said, "Child, you are a blessed person. You must follow your master well from now on."

As the two were talking, the Xu family members gathered around.

Over here, the villagers were all overjoyed, their faces beaming with smiles. But from within the crowd, a faint sound of weeping could be heard.

"Huiniang, please stop crying, please stop crying..."

Ning Dechang put his arm around Hui Niang's shoulder and gently comforted her. Ning Haochen, who was standing beside them, looked bewildered.

The villagers, unsure of what was happening, dared not approach to offer any advice. Only the elderly villagers at the back of the group focused their attention on them. Several of the elders squinted for a moment, then suddenly gasped, "You...you are..."

The old village chief happened to walk by and was also surprised to see Hui Niang: "Who are you? Why do you look so familiar!"

Hui Niang was already in tears, and she said in a choked voice, "I came here twenty years ago... my young lady gave birth to a boy here..."

The old village chief suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at Yun Qing who was walking at the front, and then at Hui Niang. His lips trembled a few times. A thought that was about to come out made his back shudder, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

Yun Qing held Mu Qingcheng's hand and walked along the familiar path, a place filled with their memories. Behind them, a large group of people tactfully kept their distance.

Mu Qingcheng: "Do you still remember that night?"

"Hmm? That day?"

Mu Qingcheng's eyes sparkled: "It was that night when you were blind, yet you still tried to sneak into the mountains to save Mo Yu, and left without saying goodbye."

Yun Qing smiled: "How could I not remember? It's not that I didn't want to say goodbye, but that I didn't dare to say goodbye to you." He looked up at the darkening sky: "Fortunately, you guided me, but unfortunately, I didn't see what you looked like then."

The deeper the bamboo forest, the darker the twilight, and at the end of the bamboo grove, the mansion stood quietly. The gates of the Mu residence were tightly closed; the red-lacquered gate was new, and the blue brick and white walls were freshly painted. Two red lanterns on the gate swayed in the evening breeze.

Mu Qingcheng stared at the door, somewhat trembling, and said, "Do you remember how terrifying this door was the first time I came in? ... Even if there really was a female ghost in red standing at the door, I probably wouldn't be surprised."

Before she could finish speaking, the two doors suddenly creaked open! Caught off guard, Mu Qingcheng cried out in surprise, shrinking into Yun Qing's arms.

Yun Qing laughed and wrapped her arms around her: "Just like before—you hid behind me like this too."

The door was opened by Mr. and Mrs. Chen. They had obviously rushed over after hearing the commotion, their faces filled with joy and their eyes reddening. They hurried down the steps, saying, "Master! Miss! You're finally back!"

Meanwhile, deep within the bamboo forest, a fierce battle was raging! The faint sounds of fists and feet cutting through the air, along with suppressed groans, could be heard.

The little black-clad ones were stopped in the bamboo forest. Liu Liu, holding her sword, leaned against a bamboo, her skirt brushing against the tips of the grass, her expression aloof.

Mo Yu and the other six huddled together at a distance, none of them daring to approach. Mo Xiaoliu was pushed by someone and staggered forward a few steps.

Liu Liu reached out and lifted him up, her sword still sheathed, pressed against his neck!

"Heroine, spare my life! I surrender!" Mo Xiaoliu begged for mercy knowingly.

Liu Liu didn't even glance at him disdainfully and kicked him back.

She raised an eyebrow: "Speak. On the day of Master's wedding, who came up with the idea of ​​having you tie me up?"

Mo Yu's six bodyguards all took a step back, leaving Mo Xiaoliu all alone in front of them.

"It's really you."

"No, no, no! It was Master! It was Master's idea—" Before she could finish speaking, Liu Liu drew her sword! She swiftly pointed the tip of her sword, and Mo Xiao Liu dared not take the attack, only daring to flee in a sorry state. But no matter how she fled, she could not escape Liu Liu's five-finger fan!

Mo Yu and the others couldn't bear to watch, so they turned their backs.

"That wasn't a hard hit! How can that satisfy your anger?"

"I don't know when the game will be over, I'm still waiting for dinner!"

"Sigh! Why don't we go first?"

In the bamboo forest, cries of pain echoed one after another, but they did not bring their companions; instead, bamboo leaves were scattered and fell to the ground.