The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

Looking at the slender neck and deep collarbone before his eyes, Zhou Hui went completely crazy.

The girls' struggles and screams seemed to become a catalyst.

Zhou Hui had only one thought in his mind at this moment: he wanted it.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Nian."

Zhou Hui leaned over and kissed her.

And the next moment, the person in his arms disappeared.

"Are you okay, miss?"

Song Nian had not yet recovered from his shock when an old woman appeared beside him.

She subconsciously jumped away to distance herself from the old woman, and when she looked around she realized that she was now in a village.

Not Huai Village.

"Don't be afraid, young lady. I'm not a bad person. But what trouble have you encountered?"

Seeing her frightened appearance, the old woman spread out her hands, indicating that she had nothing dangerous on her. Then, looking at her torn clothes, she took off her coat and put it on her. "Don't be afraid, girl. This village is very safe. No one will bully you again."

Yes, she looked so miserable, as if she had just been bullied.

Just now, just now, she was almost...

Song Nian closed her eyes and opened them again, two lines of tears falling. She raised her hand and wiped them away carelessly. Looking at the worried face of the old woman in front of her, she forced a smile.

"Thank you, Auntie. I'm fine."

"Call me Granny, I'm glad you're alright. I was going to collect firewood when I saw you sitting here, dejected and distraught. I don't know what's happened to you, but remember, no matter what, you have to keep living."

The old woman spoke soothingly and had a kind face. She seemed like a very good person.

Song Nian broke away from Zhou Hui only after realizing that he had returned to ancient times. Coupled with the old woman's comforting words, his mood improved a lot.

"Thank you, mother-in-law. May I ask, where is this place?"

The old woman was surprised that someone didn't know where this person came from. She was about to speak when an explosion was heard in the distance.

"Quick, cover your ears."

As the old woman said this, she covered Song Nian's ears with her hands.

"What's wrong, old lady?" Song Nian was frightened, and his heart, which had just calmed down, rose to his throat again.

"War."

The old woman spoke slowly, pointing to the snow-capped mountains not far away. "That's the Northwest Camp. We're the village closest to it. Dajin and Beiling have been at war for a while now, and this sound has been heard frequently."

Seeing Song Nian's face getting paler and paler, the old woman thought she was frightened and nodded repeatedly, saying, "But you don't have to worry. With the soldiers from the Northwest Army Camp, the war can't reach us. I have never been to this village in all these years. That's why I told you just now that it is safe here."

It turns out that this is the place closest to Qi Yu.

It turned out that the explosion just now was the sound of two soldiers fighting.

It seems to be the village where Zhao Li was rescued.

For a moment, she wanted to rush to the camp madly, wanted to see Qi Yu, wanted to run into his arms and cry bitterly.

But the next moment, she dismissed the idea.

She couldn't let Qi Yu see her in such a miserable state.

"Yes, with the soldiers of the Great Jin here, we don't have to be afraid."

Song Nian raised his lips and helped the old woman carry the basket, "Old lady, let me help you."

"You are a fair and tender little girl, you don't have any strength. Don't let the firewood hurt your hands."

Seeing that her mood had improved and she was no longer afraid and sad, the old woman also smiled and said, "Come back with me. I will take you to change your clothes first."

Only then did Song Nian realize that a large area of ​​skin on her neck was exposed.

"Thank you, old lady."

Song Nian followed the old woman back to her home, a very simple but exceptionally clean house. There was a medium-sized courtyard at the door with many clothes hanging out to dry, some of them mended. It was obvious how poor the family was.

But the old woman took out a very good piece of clothing and gave it to her.

"This is the dress I wore as a dowry when I was young. If you don't mind, you can wear it."

Song Nian didn't understand the value of the clothes, but just looking at how well preserved they were, he knew that the old woman cherished them very much.

The clothes that she had been reluctant to wear all her life were given to a stranger.

Song Nian felt very guilty and planned to help a group of old ladies.

"No, old woman, I'd better buy it."

She pretended to search her pocket, but actually took out a gold ingot from the space in the ancient ring.

"Look, I'm out without any change, so how about I give this to you in exchange for this dress?"

"Oh my, no, no, I can't do that. I can't do that. My child will blame me when he comes back and finds out about this."

It turned out that she had a son who was still unmarried due to the family's poverty and was also trying to gain a good academic reputation.

The man was very upright and stubborn, and he never let his parents take money that they didn't deserve.

When Song Nian heard this, he came up with a plan.

"Mother-in-law, I came here to find someone to help me escort my goods, but I'm unfamiliar with this village and don't know where to find them. Do you think you can help me?"

The old woman's eyes lit up when she heard the girl's request.

"It's just a matter of finding a few people. There are plenty of strong young men in the village. Just tell me where to take him, and I'll go find them right away."

"Huai Village."

Song Nian said, "Although the journey is a bit far, there is no rush to deliver the items. Whether it takes half a month or a month, we will calculate the silver and money based on the number of days."

Song Nian thought that the things she had brought to Sun Xian during her last trip to Huai Village must have been used up after so long. She had promised to send more books and pens, but now it seemed she couldn't control herself to go to Huai Village. She wondered if Sun Xian was worried sick.

It was just the right time to help this old woman and ask her to find someone to help transport all the stock in the ancient ring space. The old woman could earn money, and Sun Xian wouldn't have to wait in vain.

"There aren't many items, and they're not expensive. Probably one or two people will be enough."

If the old woman's husband is still alive, he can be escorted together with his son. If he is not alive, the old woman will go with her son.

She left five gold ingots and asked, "Is this enough?"

The old woman was stunned and quickly took back four of them. "That's too many."

Song Nian insisted on giving it to her, "I'll be thankful if you can find a reliable person to help me escort it. Mother-in-law, as long as you can deliver the things safely, I won't lack the money."

After telling the old woman the detailed address and chatting with her about some family matters, Song Nian turned and left the village.

The Northwest Military Camp is right in front of us, but today is definitely not the time to meet Qi Yu.

Well, see you next time.

My fiancé.

Stopping and walking along the way, Song Nian simply walked around the village to appreciate the different scenery. She also used the things that had been stored in the ancient ring space to help several poor villagers she saw.

Until a strong gravitational force came and she was forced back to the club that trapped her.