Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

That formula was the key to his rise to power and dominance; it was his lifeline, and he absolutely could not lose it!

Do you know the recipe?

"Your Highness, I do not know."

The nameless soldier turned pale with fright.

The prince's eyes are terrifying!

"Useless trash! How could you not know!"

Hong Kang swung his sword, and the soldier's head rolled off.

The others were so frightened that they immediately backed away.

"Thunderbolts! Find them! I refuse to believe there aren't a single one left! Find them quickly!"

"Your Highness, it's really gone! Your Highness, capturing Huo Chang'an is more important; he must know!" The subordinate quickly shifted the focus.

"Yes, arrest Huo Chang'an."

The Mekong River flows for thousands of miles, its waves magnificent, stretching towards the distant horizon.

Despite Hong Kang sending dozens of ships, no further traces of people were found.

He announced to the public that Huo Chang'an and Yan Meng were dead, and then began sending people out to search for Zhen Tian Lei.

He tried desperately to recall everything, always feeling that he would remember it all at some point, because he remembered it so clearly before!

……

"Huo Chang'an!"

Sang Ning woke up from a nightmare.

She dreamt that Huo Chang'an was eaten by a crocodile!

"Madam, you had a nightmare."

Yu Cui and Yu Bai were both guarding the bedside.

Both of them had bloodshot eyes, indicating that they had been working for a long time.

"What are you all doing here?"

Sang Ning regained her senses.

I calmed my aching heart.

Huo Chang'an will be fine; all the fortune tellers say he will live to be a hundred.

"Madam, you have been asleep for eight hours."

Sang Ning was sleeping longer and longer, but her energy level after waking up wasn't much better.

Yu Cui and Yu Bai were really afraid that one day she would fall asleep and never wake up again.

"Madam, I'm scared. Shall we...shall we send a message to the old lady and the others?" Yu Cui cried.

"Let's wait a little longer. It's no use bringing them here; they'll just be a bunch of people waiting to die with me."

In fact, she consulted several well-known doctors, who all said that she only had a cold ailment and that there was no danger to her life.

The fortune tellers all say that one's fate is strange and difficult to predict.

It's probably because she's a spirit from another world.

She has now fully accepted the reality of her death.

Let's wait a little longer. When she really feels she's going to die, she'll say goodbye to everyone.

During this time, don't let them suffer and wait with her until she dies.

Sang Ning got up.

She felt incredibly heavy and didn't want to move at all, but she would persevere as long as she could; she had to finish everything she could do.

"Don't cry, you all must remember this: don't let anything slip out of the room!"

Sang Ning issued a stern warning.

The commander-in-chief is far away in the southern border region and cannot be contacted. There are a few soldiers in the military camp, including Shao Qing, so she is not worried.

Bei Gongyao is about to arrive with his troops. We'll wait another day for news from the capital. If we still don't hear from him, we'll fight our way to the southern border.

At this point, it doesn't matter whether she's there or not.

So she could just focus on other things inside the tent.

Yu Cui and Yu Bai wiped away their tears, helped Sang Ning wash up, and then served her food.

After eating, place the desk next to the stove and prepare paper and pen.

Sang Ning can now write traditional Chinese characters. Huo Chang'an taught her to write them when she had nothing to do one evening.

She didn't study hard.

Adults understand this.

In this mundane world, with its food, drink, and desires, and not being a monk, who can resist the temptation?

She's quite glad now that she didn't waste time learning to write, since she won't need it anyway.

She still used her charcoal pencil to write simplified Chinese characters, which was faster and didn't waste paper, since Huo Chang'an and Jin Tang both knew them anyway.

Sang Ning used his knowledge to make soap, alcohol, glass, perfume, and sugar.

Rubbing technique, seed planter, grafting technique.

Traffic laws, public ownership of land, and unified management of money shops under the national treasury.

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, she wrote it down.

If Huo Chang'an becomes emperor in the future, with Huo Qingchuan as his advisor, he should know whether what he wrote will be feasible.

Huo Jingya entered the tent.

"Fourth Sister-in-law, you haven't gone out for several days. Are you writing again?"

"Yeah, it's cold, I don't want to go out. I'll stay in my tent this winter."

"If there's anything, discuss it with Shao Qing and the others."

Huo Jingya didn't think much of it and told her the news she had just received.

"Something terrible has happened! The old hag from the Hua family has taken control of the palace today!"

Oh?

This is unexpected.

They've already started fighting amongst themselves before they even got a chance to break in?

"It seems that the Grand Princess is still a notch above the Emperor."

"That's right!" Huo Jingya said in a harsh tone, "That old thing always considered herself the guardian deity of the royal family."

She had always looked down on Yan Mingyu, and Yan Mingyu was like a mouse seeing a cat whenever he saw her.

but……"

She was puzzled: "Now that the Third Prince is dead, and the other princes are too young to be of any use, why would she want to depose Yan Mingyu at this time?"

"We can't possibly replace him with that idiot Second Prince, can we?"

"Definitely not. There must be a reason why he had to be dismissed."

Sang Ning thought of the Northern Mongols around the Crown Prince and suddenly realized: "That Yan Mingyu is fake, could he be a Northern Mongols?"

"How is that possible?" Huo Jingya exclaimed instinctively.

But she quickly came up with enough reasons.

"No way. If it were fake, Xiao Yanzi would be able to tell; he's the best at recognizing people."

"Wow, you're not only good at recognizing people, but you're good at everything, aren't you? That's what they call 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder'."

Huo Jingya wasn't embarrassed by Sang Ning's teasing; instead, she gave a smug "hmm."

But the next second she started cursing fiercely: "So why did that old hag want to depose the emperor?"

Sang Ning didn't care why she was crippled. She only needed to wait one day. If no news came from the capital, she wouldn't hold out here anymore!

40 troops marching south! Who dares to stop them!

"Mistress, General Yan has sent another message!" Pei Ming'an also came to the tent.

The latest news from Yanhu.

The Grand Princess not only took control of the palace, but also killed everyone in Yuanshou Palace.

However, Yan Mingyu escaped through the secret passage!

The Grand Princess and Yan Hu are both looking for him now.

Now, even Huo Jingya began to suspect that he was an imposter; otherwise, why would the old hag suddenly kill him?

But among so many civil and military officials, wasn't one of them able to tell that he was an imposter?

"We must catch him. He must know why the Huo family suffered this misfortune!" Sang Ning said.

Pei Ming'an nodded, as he was just about to arrange for some people to search in the outskirts of Beijing.

Then they heard Feng Dali's excited report from outside.

"Mistress! That dog emperor has been sent to the military camp!"

"His concubine tied him up herself!"