Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

The dawn and dusk are hazy, and the morning light is faint.

The harsh mountain chill had receded by half, and Qianqianluo finally awoke from the puddles of mud and the collapse of countless withered leaves and broken branches.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Old Jiatou, a resident of Wuzhou who was gathering medicinal herbs on the mountain, saw a pale, purplish-white hand slowly emerge from a thick pile of withered leaves. Terrified, he forgot all about gathering the herbs and screamed wildly, "Ahhh! A ghost! A ghost!"

"Uncle, I, I'm not a ghost! I came from the capital to escort the coffin!"

With her hair all messy, Qianqian staggered toward Old Jiatou. Her Sadako-style outfit terrified him half to death, and Old Jiatou felt like he was about to shatter.

"Waaaaah~ I'm a law-abiding citizen! I've never done anything immoral in my life!!"

"Waaaaah~ I, I only tricked a rich young master in Wuzhou into taking a few useless virility-enhancing pills, and I really haven't done anything wrong!!"

The old man, muttering to himself, kowtowed to Qianqian, begging her to spare him.

After listening for a long time, Qianqianluo, dressed in the style of Sadako, quickly grabbed the old man's wrist: "Uncle, I'm really not a ghost, can you feel it? My body is burning hot!"

Old Jiatou felt an unusual chill on his wrist. Looking down, he saw a skeletal hand, pale white and bruised with only a thin layer of white skin, grabbing him. "Ah! Ahhh!"

"No, stop calling me, Uncle, I'm really not a ghost!!" Qianqianluo pulled aside the messy hair that was blocking her vision and stepped forward to speak again.

Old Jia stared at the deathly pale female ghost, then cried out in terror, "Ahhhhh!!! Don't look for me! I haven't harmed anyone! Ahhhhh!!!"

"Uncle, I'm here to escort the remains of Grand Tutor Ma Su!"

"What? Grand Tutor Ma, going to the capital? So you, you...?!" Upon hearing her mention the name Ma Ji, the old man immediately calmed down and stepped forward to help her to her feet.

Qianqian was puzzled by the old man's sudden change in attitude.

"Hey hey hey hey!! Young Master Luo, don't be afraid!"

"You single-handedly saved the entire Mo family's lives in the capital, and then, outside the Xuanwu Gate, you single-handedly wrapped the body of a loyal minister in your robe. Such deeds have already spread throughout the land!!"

Old Jia helped Qianqian to a cleaner spot, then took out a straw mat from his basket—the one he had originally planned to use for gathering herbs and spending the night on the mountain—and carefully laid it on Qianqian's back before letting her sit down.

"Thank you so much, brother, for saving my life!" Qianqianluo quickly kowtowed and knelt to express her gratitude.

"Oh dear, Young Master Luo, you still have bruises on your body, so please don't stand on ceremony!"

"Here, this is a homemade savory pancake. Eat it well, don't starve yourself!"

"I, Jia, will immediately descend the mountain and send someone to deliver this Prefect Ma's coffin to his hometown of Wuzhou for a proper burial!"

Old Jia stuffed several rolls of sesame seed cakes wrapped in butter paper into Qianqian's hands, then immediately carried his medicine basket down the mountain.

"Alright, this junior thanks my benefactor!" She bent over and, with great difficulty, used her remaining fingers to take the pancake, then lowered her head and ate it while sobbing.

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The wildflowers in Wuzhou are indeed in bloom, covering the entire mountainside in a blanket of white.

Like the first snowflakes on a goose's down, taking advantage of the cool night air, they hastily unfurl their buds and reveal their new blossoms.

Qianqianluo, sitting on the oxcart, was wrapped in a straw mat, looking just like a dead corpse.

Old Jia, driving the oxcart ahead, offered words of comfort to Young Master Luo:

"Young Master Luo! I have already sent someone to escort Grand Tutor Ma to Wuzhou City, and I have also made arrangements for a proper burial for him!"

"Don't worry, come with me to my home to rest for a while before setting off to pay your respects!"

"Alright, thank you for troubling my benefactor!!!" Qianqian replied weakly, her voice hoarse and strained.

Qianqian was wrapped in a straw mat, unable to see the scenery along the way, including the grandeur of Wuzhou.

Old Jia drove the oxcart into Wuzhou City. After the guards checked the cart, it slowly entered Wuzhou territory.

The crowds hawked their wares, and the musicians played drums and zithers.

The noisy and chaotic sounds made Qianqianluo, who was slumped on the oxcart, feel like she had come back to life, as if she had returned to the human world.

Even in the capital, the flowers bloom beautifully, their petals scattered across the sky.

Qianqian sighed that being born is not easy, and living is even more difficult.

Mo Fanfan and the Crown Prince enjoyed the scenery and had a romantic time together at the official residence, where they were inseparable amidst the fragrance of gold and the soft touch of jade.

"Your Highness, did you hear from my brother that Young Master Luo went to Wuzhou?!" Mo Fanfan, dressed in a pretty pink dress, blinked and affectionately fed fruit to Qing Tingyu.

Before the wooden window, the Crown Prince looked at Mo Fanfan with tender affection, and bit into a green berry glistening with morning dew.

The bittersweet taste of the green embankment burst in Qing Tingyu's mouth as he leaned down to continue embracing Mo Fanfan.

"What? Is Fanfan feeling sorry for you?!" The Crown Prince's eyes sparkled, his cheeks red, and he asked Fanfan with tenderness.

"Ugh!!! Ah Yu, I'm talking to you about serious matters! Stop joking around!"

The girl's soft, pink fist was about to strike, but Qing Tingyu bent down affectionately, letting Mo Fanfan punch his chest.

Mo Xuanyu had just stepped into his younger sister's inner chamber when he witnessed this flirtatious scene: "Cough cough cough cough!!"

"This humble subject pays respects to Your Highness the Crown Prince. May Your Highness be well!"

Mo Xuanyu knelt and bowed, his eyes darting towards his younger sister, Mo Fanfan, who was hiding shyly behind the Crown Prince.

"Young Master Mo, there's no need for formalities. Hahaha, it was my insistence that I come to find Fanfan!!!" Qing Tingyu also bowed, but protected Mo Fanfan behind him even more tightly.

"Oh! Brother, don't be angry. A-Yu and I were just chatting for a bit, and besides, I was also asking about Young Master Luo for you!!"

Mo Fanfan emerged from behind the little tyrant, looking adorable with her puffed-out cheeks.

Mo Xuanyu's heart softened at the sight of his adorable, innocent, and lively younger sister, and he couldn't bear to scold her: "Alright! Brother understands; Brother came to invite His Highness the Crown Prince to have some dinner together!!"

"Father, do you...do you agree?" Mo Fanfan asked in surprise, grabbing Mo Xuanyu's sleeve.

After all, A Yu had been at the official residence for several days, and Mo Zhengbian had never come out to greet her or made any gesture.

"Thank you, General Mo. I have troubled you greatly!" The young tyrant was also delighted and quickly bowed to express his gratitude.

"Your Highness, there is no need for you to stand on ceremony with a commoner like me. Your father is simply treating you with respect!"

"Brother~!!" Mo Fanfan heard Mo Xuanyu's cold and distant words as always, and tears streamed down her face in grievance.

"Alright, Fanfan, your brother was just joking; Father values ​​Ayu highly and likes Ayu from the bottom of his heart! Come on, you little glutton, aren't you hungry?!"

Mo Xuanyu put his arm around his younger sister and tried to ease the tension.

"I hate you, brother!!"

Amidst laughter and misunderstandings, the group went together to this banquet, which they had known as a family feast back in the northern desert.

Qianqianlu's soul left her body again, and by some strange twist of fate, she drifted to this place, watching the ruthless tyrant and the heartless big boss putting on airs and acting like a scholar.

Qianqianluo, who was mistaken for an evil spirit by Old Jiatou, only had one thing to say:

While you enjoy spring-like weather all year round in Beijing, I'm experiencing heavy snowfall in Wuzhou!