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

Only after confirming that Sun Xian had imprisoned Yu Wenzhen again and detained the two arsonists did Qi Yu return to his place of exile.

Holding the jade token, he said softly: "Good morning"

Song Nian, who was taking a nap, suddenly heard a soft voice in her head. She thought it was a dream until she heard the sound of the printer. She yawned and slowly came to her senses.

"Good morning, my prince."

She also playfully sent an emoticon.

Qi Yu curled his lips and said, "I'll give you a gift."

Song Nian covered half of his face with the printed paper, blinked curiously, and watched as a big steaming meat bun appeared on the empty desk.

"I'm going~"

Song Nian couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. The aroma of the big meat bun, which was bigger than her palm, made her hungry.

Who would give a big bun as a gift for the first time?

You know what, it tastes pretty good.

"I'm getting better too. I've been eating the meat buns that the prince personally gave me thousands of years ago."

Song Nian muttered to himself, eating most of it in one breath before slowly replying, "It smells so good, did you make it?"

The smile on Qi Yu's face disappeared. "I will not disappoint the gods, Yu."

He could learn anything, but he never thought of being a cook.

"But if the gods like, I can learn."

Making dumplings shouldn’t be difficult.

Qi Yu immediately turned and walked towards the 'kitchen', which was a small stove they had temporarily built with stones last night.

The houses were all burned down, and cooking became a problem, so Zhao Li led everyone to build a temporary stove with stones. It was right next to the deep pit where they dug out water, so they could get water at any time. It was also outside the camp, which was very convenient.

The aunt in charge of cooking said that the temperature has risen in the past few days, and the remaining pork might go bad if it is not eaten. In addition, everyone was frightened last night, so they would have an extra meal today and eat buns.

Qi Yu didn't know how to wrap it, so he imitated the auntie's technique, pinching the folds little by little. He was able to pinch them, but the result was extremely ugly.

"I'm afraid those buns and I aren't meant to be together. Forget it, I'll give another gift to the gods another day."

When Song Nian saw the message from Qi Yu, although she didn't see him, it was as if she saw his embarrassed look when making dumplings, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you, no matter how long it takes."

"I bought some medicine. I don't know if your injuries are serious. I hope you can use it."

Song Nianxian passed the Chinese medicine over.

For Western medicine, easy-to-understand instructions are printed out, pasted on the corresponding medicine box and then passed around.

"The earliest delivery of the tents to the city will probably be this afternoon. I'll send them over when they arrive. You can get some medicine first. If you need anything else, let me know."

Qi Yu's heart was suddenly moved by the god's words "I will wait no matter how long it takes".

It was as if there was a fire in my heart that could not be extinguished and was only burning more and more fiercely.

He was thirsty, so he went to the well and scooped up some water in his palm and drank it, but it still didn't quench his thirst. He even wanted to dive into the water tank.

No one said to wait for him.

It seemed that the night before he was exiled from the palace, the maid who had been serving him closely cried and said, "I will wait for Your Highness to come back."

But this feels different.

Qi Yu didn't dare to think about it any further. God was his salvation in the dark times. How could he covet God?

Holding the jade token, he tried his best to control his throbbing heart. Before he could say anything, bags of medicine appeared at his feet.

"Chinese medicine, just boil it directly. The proportions are all arranged. One packet per meal is enough."

"The small box contains Chinese patent medicine and Western medicine. I have printed out the instructions and dosage and pasted them on it. Remember to take them according to the instructions. Western medicine works faster, but it also has mild side effects, so don't overdo it."

"The trauma treatment kit contains iodine, cotton swabs, and gauze. First, dip a cotton swab in iodine and apply it to the wound to disinfect it. Then, apply the medicine and wrap it with gauze."

"Don't hide your injuries from me in the future. I have a wide variety of medicinal herbs here. Good health is the capital of revolution."

Qi Yu listened carefully to the words of the gods coming from his mind.

When he was young, he studied pharmacology for a few days with the imperial physician in the palace, and he could tell the types of medicines just by smell without having to distinguish them.

Looking at the bags of matched medicine packs and the small square boxes scattered on the ground, Qi Yu's eyes became moist for the first time.

The gods were so good to him.

Not only is he responsive, but he is also very considerate.

She must have known that he was injured last night and knew that he was too embarrassed to ask, so she took the initiative to bring him medicine.

Last night, three or four people had their legs burned by fire, and two people were hit on the back by beams. They all need medicine.

He originally planned to go to town today to get some medicinal herbs.

Although Huai Village has been suffering from drought and famine for a long time and the pharmacy has long been closed, what if he is lucky enough to find it?

And the gods can always save him from crisis when he needs it.

"Gods are Bodhisattvas who save people from suffering."

"How could I have met such a kind and considerate female Bodhisattva?"

"If the Emperor can one day clear his name and return to the Imperial Capital, I will order a golden statue to be built for the deity and burn incense daily to express my gratitude."

After finishing the remaining half of the meat bun, Song Nian felt full.

No wonder the ancients ate less, they were big in stature.

"No, no, no, I'm a living person. How can a living person be subjected to kowtows and burning incense every day? I'm afraid it will shorten my life."

She finally got a chance to live again, and she doesn't want to die too early.

"I lied to you and said you were a god. I was just starting to communicate with spirits at that time and was scared. I thought you were my stepmother who deliberately sent someone to play a prank on me, so I teased you. My name is Song Nian, and I'm a prospective college student. Uh... I just passed the imperial examination and planned to enter the Imperial College."

"It's very difficult for a woman to pass the imperial examination, let alone enter the Imperial College. The gods are indeed excellent."

When Qi Yu heard her solemnly introduce herself, he couldn't help but feel moved.

The goddess is a talented woman.

My father once wanted to let the daughter of the prime minister, who was known as the most talented woman in the imperial capital, enter the prince's palace, but that most talented woman could not even enter the Imperial College.

Then understand the stepmother she mentioned.

He was very worried. "So the God has experienced the same thing as me. The God's stepmother must be very difficult to deal with. I wonder if I can help you. The God has helped me so much, and I want to do my best to help. I am not talented, but I grew up in the harem and have seen the intrigues and deceptions of the court. I also understand the open and secret struggles of the court. I hope I can help the God."

He didn't want anything to happen to the gods.

It wasn't out of selfishness; without the gods, he wouldn't be able to obtain so many resources. He simply didn't want to lose her.

Qi Yu was also shocked when he realized that the gods occupied such a high position in his heart.

He had never been so devoted to any woman before.

She said, her name is Nian'er?

"Nian'er?"

When Song Nian saw these two words coming from the printer, she got goosebumps all over her body. No one had ever called her so intimately. Her late mother only called her Xiao Nian.

Hey, what's going on here that's a bit ambiguous?

"No, I can handle it. The situation over there is more pressing, so you should focus on taking care of yourself."

"Qi Yu, you promised me that you would live well and return to the palace to clear your name. Your talent should not be left in Huai Village." You should not die early.

Qi Yu didn't know why the gods believed in him so much.

But since it was God's command, he had to do it.

"Okay, when Huai Village is restored to its former glory, I will find a way to return to the capital."