She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

"Father, if you dare to go to the brothel, I... I'll tell Mother." Just then, Lian Chengmo suddenly tugged at Murong Fu's sleeve and said haltingly.

He's a very protective son who loves his mother.

"..." Lian Cheng Haoxuan, both father and son are sick.

What's wrong with a man having three wives and four concubines, or a few more confidantes?

If a woman doesn't accept you, it's because she's jealous, which is one of the seven grounds for divorce. Why not just divorce her?

I really don't understand, how can there still be men who are afraid of their wives?

"Well, I'm busy with business, and Wang's family is mostly taken care of by his mother, so, hehe, I'm closer to her and tend to side with her a bit." Murong Fu scratched his head, looking rather simple-minded.

"..." Lian Cheng Haoxuan didn't want to talk to idiots; it would lower his IQ.

Then he wrote a few strokes and left without saying a word.

As for an insignificant small businessman, who cares?

For some reason, just as he turned to leave, Lian Chenghaoxuan stumbled. He was holding a notebook and pen and ink, so he couldn't see the road clearly.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Lian Chenghaoxuan had no choice but to protect the transcript in his hand, close his eyes and wait to fall to the ground. However, the expected pain did not come, but his arm was grabbed hard.

He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw the timid boy who had been holding his arms tightly, pulling him to keep him from falling.

Seeing this, the boy's father quickly reached out to steady him and asked a question.

"Young master, are you alright? It was so chaotic just now, there's a lot of mess on the ground. Be careful when you walk," Murong Fu said with a "worried look."

"I'm fine, let go." Lian Chenghaoxuan frowned.

Although the father and son in front of him helped him avoid the embarrassment of falling, wasn't the force they used to pull him a bit too much? It hurts!

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu quickly released his hand, and also pulled his "son's" hand away. He then smiled apologetically at the person, while Lian Chengmo once again "cowardly" hid behind Murong Fu.

Lian Cheng Haoxuan frowned as he watched. This father and son were really something else. Oh well, looking at his slightly red wrist, he decided not to hold it against them, considering they had helped him.

But he wouldn't say thank you or anything; he just walked away.

As soon as he left, Murong Fu's expression immediately darkened.

"You're being too reckless," Murong Fu said in a low voice.

"He won't find out," Lian Chengmo said with absolute certainty.

Liancheng Haoxuan has always been arrogant and conceited, looking down on people, especially incompetent and cowardly people, which is his and his master's current "persona".

Sure enough, after questioning, Liancheng Haoxuan concluded that there was nothing wrong with them, so the master and apprentice were among the first group of small merchants and families to be released from the palace.

As for what would happen if word got out and the family they impersonated found out, that was beyond their consideration.

Of course, when that family discovered that he hadn't been able to enter the banquet that day, but that someone they knew had seen him, he was so frightened that he quickly stammered and refused to admit that it wasn't him.

Because the news of King Cheng's assassination attempt at the banquet that day had spread like wildfire, Liu Daquan dared not go out and say anything, for fear of being arrested and questioned.

Because after that day, the brothel madams of the two houses that had taken in those dancers, as well as all those who had contact with those dancers, were arrested and interrogated, which became a topic of much discussion among the people of Yunzhou and a subject of conversation during their leisure time.

This directly deterred many people from going to brothels. Who knew which woman the lustful Prince Cheng would take a fancy to? What if they had some interaction with her, and that woman happened to be an assassin? Wouldn't that be a disaster?

Even when Murong Fu heard about this later, he thought the person he chose was perfect. An inconspicuous small businessman who didn't have many social connections because he was afraid of his wife made him the perfect person for him to impersonate someone to steal things, or rather, to gather information.

It was late at night when the master and apprentice left the Prince Cheng's residence. Sensing someone following them, they quickly went to the real Liu Daquan's house.

However, he didn't use the main gate but the side gate. Murong Fu casually knocked on the door, and the old woman guarding the gate was quite shocked to see that it was her master.

How dare the master only return home at this hour?

Murong Fu didn't bother with anyone. He pulled his eldest apprentice through the door and went inside. Although Liu Daquan's family was a small merchant family and lived in a less prosperous part of Yunzhou, their house was still a three-courtyard house with several servants.

However, he just strolled around casually, and once he was out of the old woman's sight, he took his eldest apprentice and disappeared into the shadows under the cover of night. Then, he used his skills to leap over walls and leave the place, returning to their rented house.

The guards from Prince Cheng's residence who had been following them saw that the people had indeed returned home, so they went back to report.

Unbeknownst to them, the person they were following, while not the mastermind behind the assassination of King Cheng, was also highly suspicious of his identity.

Back at his rented room, Lian Chengmo, though used to being carried around by his master, still couldn't fall asleep; he was calculating the time.

They were calculating when Liancheng Haoxuan would finally be affected by the poison.

Meanwhile, in the Ten Thousand Valleys, Banxia, ​​who was fast asleep, had beads of sweat on her forehead.

Car accident, zombies, everyone trapped.

Hungry, they turned on each other and were almost pushed into a pile of zombies.

Upon entering the base, I was forced to grow food and various medicinal herbs day and night under someone's control, and then I fainted.

A happy little girl running freely across the mountains and fields, a gentle and kind mother, a dignified and reliable father, two obedient and sensible younger brothers, and kind grandparents...

The scene shifts to villagers fleeing famine with their families.

Suddenly, an army appeared to conscript men, and their relatives, friends, and neighbors were left in despair as they were taken away.

She clung tightly to her mother and her emaciated grandfather before she starved to death.

A large iron pot containing a child's hands and feet, heart-wrenching cries, and ferocious bandits raising their butcher knives at Changshan and Juanbai.

"No!" Banxia woke up instantly and sat up straight in her bed.

She gasped for breath, the scenes from her dream still vivid in her mind, as if they had really happened.

No, most of the scenes in it actually happened; it's her past life and the original owner's present life.

If she hadn't come, the original owner and Changshan Juanbai would have perished in human food.

"Changshan, Juanbai," Banxia murmured, then hurriedly got out of bed and ran outside.

She didn't even wear shoes in this freezing weather, and ran barefoot to Changshan's room. The door was locked from the inside, but how could that small bolt stop Banxia?

She went to the kitchen, took out a cleaver, inserted it into the crack in the door, and with a gentle chop, she broke the bolt cleanly, then pushed the door open.

Seeing the two brothers sleeping peacefully in each other's arms on the bed, Banxia's rapid breathing finally slowed down. It was all fake, the dream was fake, Changshan and the others were alive and well, and she was alive and well too.

She tiptoed to her two younger brothers' beds, slowly climbed onto the bed, and hugged them tightly, which made her feel much more at ease.