The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

Helpless, Ying Ji asked the woman to get up, but the woman was very stubborn and remained kneeling on the ground.

Helpless, she summoned the guards and had all four members of her family packed into the carriage.

As for the three leaders, how could they possibly let them go? It was just to lure out who was behind them.

If the truth is found, he will surely be executed to avenge Yang's deep-seated hatred.

Ying Ji arranged for the woman and the girl to be in a carriage. The girl was well-behaved, but she had a large bump on her head from the impact, and the bleeding area had been bandaged. Now that she was awake, the little girl was weakly lying in her mother's arms.

Seeing the little one's eyes fixed on the pastries on the table, drooling, I took out a piece of candy and put it in her hand.

The little girl glanced timidly at her mother and asked, "Thank you, fairy sister." When her mother nodded, she obediently thanked her, "Thank you."

The woman smiled sheepishly, her smile as bitter as could be, but there was half a piece of maltose on her lips.

Looking down, the little girl swallowed hard, but still hid half of it for her brother and shared the other half with her mother.

The woman's eyes were full of tenderness as she took a small lick and praised, "Delicious. I've tried it, you can have it."

The little girl happily ate half a piece of candy.

Wrap the remaining half up and tuck it into your chest.

This scene was touching; Ying Ji wondered what else she could do in such a bitter world.

Seeing their loose and torn clothes, Ying Ji ordered four sets of clothes to be prepared.

The woman dared not accept it.

Ying Ji patted the woman and comforted her, explaining, "My dear girl was in the man's hands just now, and I couldn't save her. I could only use words to make him put the child down on his own. Don't worry, the land is still yours. Yang is very talented and can be considered my half-disciple. From now on, you can focus on recovering and this kind of thing will not happen again."

The woman's eyes reddened slightly, and she finally couldn't help but burst into tears, as if she wanted to cry out all the bitterness in her heart.

Ying Ji made no extra movements, simply watching the woman quietly and listening to her sobs.

The woman, however, was already at peace with the audience.

She never expected that the benefactor would deceive her. The most important thing in the family was two acres of land. Although it wasn't much, her son managed it very well.

My son has also talked about his studies, saying that he is both a teacher and a friend to his mentor.

She only thought that Ying Ji was not a disciple because she was a woman.

But seeing how considerate the woman was, how gentle she was to her, and how well her son and the head of the household were taken care of, she began to have a greater longing for this woman who was like a goddess.

It turns out that women can also hold high positions.

It turns out that women can do many things that men can do.

Ying Ji's appearance gave the woman a renewed sense of conviction, and she began to want to have a name.

She wanted to try being herself, and even asked Ying Ji to help her choose a name when she met Yang.

Ying Ji was having a headache; she was terrible at naming things.

But the helplessness in the woman's eyes and the faint glimmer of hope made her think seriously for a while.

"How about Heyang? The character 'yang' can be broken down into two parts: 'he' and 'yang' means sunshine. The days ahead will be as bright as sunshine."

The woman's eyes lit up, and she was so excited she was speechless: "Heyang, Heyang, what a beautiful name!"

After reading it several times, Dao seemed a little uneasy and said, "Such a beautiful name, do I deserve it?"

Ying Ji's smile vanished, her gaze hardening, and she placed her arms on the woman's shoulders: "I'll do."

He Yang felt much more at ease and tried to return the greeting by imitating the palace maid's movements. However, because he was unfamiliar with the movements, his gestures looked somewhat awkward.

But Ying Ji still returned a smile.

Ying Ji's departing figure moved against the sunlight, enveloped in a halo of light, gentle and all-encompassing.

The scene of leaving brought a ray of sunshine to Heyang's barren heart.

Yang was only knocked unconscious and slept for a few hours before waking up.

Upon opening his eyes, he was surrounded by silks and satins. The maid who brought him tea noticed that he was awake and hurriedly called out, "This young master is awake! Quickly, go and fetch the imperial physician to take a look."

He then held the teacup and said to Yang, "Young master, rest assured, all the women in your family are fine. Your father's broken leg has been reattached, and Madam Heyang will come to see you soon."

Yang felt like she was still dreaming, otherwise why would she be living in such a luxurious residence?

With the maidservant beside her being gentle and charming, and also a beautiful woman, how could she possibly whisper sweet nothings to a peasant like him?

"My son, you're awake! You almost scared your mother to death."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Yang hurriedly got up, but she was so angry that she felt dizzy.

After he recovered, his mother had already pressed him down onto the bed to rest.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Don't be afraid, your mother is here."

Yang thought of her three eldest sons, grabbed her mother's hand, and trembled uncontrollably: "Mother, are you alright? Is everyone in the family alright?"

He Yang looked at his son, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably: "It's alright, what could possibly happen? Your master will make it in time. Our family is fine, and the land is still here."

Yang felt relieved and was able to observe her surroundings. She noticed that her mother was wearing a fine dress, though not made of silk or satin. She then looked at herself and realized that she had also changed her clothes.

He Yang saw that his simple-minded son was still confused, but he was already giving him earnest advice.

"Mother knows that in this world, women are not in charge of the household, but the Imperial Preceptor is a divine being. You have a master-disciple relationship with him, which is a blessing you have received for several lifetimes."

Our family has been able to live peacefully until now thanks to the Imperial Advisor. You are favored by him, which is a great blessing for our family.

"From now on, we'll have to rely on you a lot. But let me make this clear: if you dare to cheat or do anything disrespectful to the Imperial Advisor, I'll skin you alive."

Before Yang could even process what was happening, before her mind could even process what was going on, her mother had already given her a long lecture.

In the end, it was the imperial physician who arrived and saved him.

After some investigation, it was found that the body was severely depleted, but it could be restored through gentle and gradual nourishment.

He Yang smiled gently, thanked the imperial physician profusely, and even helped prepare the medicine.

Upon receiving the news, Ying Ji also rushed over.

Seeing that Yang was recovering well, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Take a good rest for a while. We'll arrange things for you when you're fully recovered."

Yang nodded subconsciously.

After nodding, I realized why I had agreed so quickly, without even having time to think about it.

Ying Ji brought some materials and placed them by the bedside: "Study for two hours every day, and use the rest of the time to recuperate. Study hard, I can't do without you by my side."

Yang agreed with a blank expression, and then Ying Ji left.

He also picked up the bamboo slips and began to read them. An hour later, he put down the bamboo slips and began to digest the knowledge in his mind.

Half a month passed, and Yang still didn't understand why she so naturally obeyed the Grand Preceptor's orders. In the end, she simply concluded that it was because the Grand Preceptor had saved her family, so she wanted to repay him.

The poor kid was forced to work. Even after recovering, he worked eight hours a day with great dedication, which relieved Ying Ji, who was too busy with official duties to take time off.