Even women who travel through time can become prime ministers and nobles.

When the first snowflake falls, the forest quietly enters winter. The once lush branches and leaves have been blown away by the cold wind, leaving only bare branches shivering in the cold.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, like a golden carpet, which made a rustling sound when you walked on it.

The animals in the forest also sensed the approach of winter and began to prepare for it.

The squirrels busily collected pine cones, hiding them in tree hollows or underground burrows for a rainy day. The bears, meanwhile, began searching for a warm den to prepare for hibernation. The birds also migrated south, seeking warmer places to spend the winter.

Although the forest in winter lacks the vitality of spring and summer, it possesses a unique tranquility and beauty. Sunlight filters through the sparse branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

The distant mountains were shrouded in a thin layer of mist, appearing and disappearing intermittently. Occasionally, a few birdsongs broke the silence of the forest, making one feel the mystery and beauty of nature.

Shi Wanxia was woken up by the cold. Rubbing her eyes, she got up and saw that the campfire had shrunk considerably. She immediately threw in a few pieces of firewood, and the fire slowly grew bigger. The temperature inside the cave also began to rise slowly, but it was still unbearably cold.

Shi Wanxia huddled in the cave, pulling her cloak tighter around herself. The unusually cold weather today struck her as very strange.

She looked up at the cave entrance and saw snowflakes fluttering down outside, drifting into the cave with the wind.

Snowflakes landed on her cloak, instantly melting into water droplets that soaked her clothes. She couldn't help but shiver, a strange sense of loneliness and helplessness welling up inside her.

Shi Wanxia stood up, walked to the cave entrance, and looked out at the vast expanse of white. Snowflakes danced in the air, like a group of white sprites dancing joyfully. She reached out and caught a snowflake, watching it slowly melt in her hand, feeling a warmth in her heart.

She knew she couldn't stay in the cave forever, but luckily we had stored enough food and water to survive.

She took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and stepped out of the cave into the vast white world. Snowflakes swirled and fell on her crimson cloak. To be honest, as a southerner, she had never seen snow like this before.

"The northern landscape is a scene of ice and snow stretching for thousands of miles. Looking beyond the Great Wall, all that remains is a vast expanse of ice, and the mighty Yellow River has lost its roaring flow."

The mountains dance like silver snakes, the plains gallop like wax elephants. They seem to vie with the heavens in height. Wait for a sunny day, and behold, adorned in red and white, a scene of extraordinary beauty.

After reciting the words of the great man she had been taught in school, Shi Wanxia felt particularly depressed. She stared blankly at the snowflakes drifting in the wind, lost in thought.

"When the land is frozen for thousands of miles and snow falls for ten thousand miles, what a wonderful line the young lady wrote! What about the rest? Did she write this? I never expected that the young lady would have such talent; such talent is rare in this world."

Shen Yanchu was also awakened by the cold. He got up and searched the cave but couldn't find her. After a while, the girl's voice came from the cave entrance. Listening quietly, the poem was grand and magnificent, not something an ordinary person could write!

Hearing the sound, Shi Wanxia turned around, pulled him out of the cave, and her bad mood vanished. "Brother Shen, you're awake! Look, it's snowing! The world is all white, it's quite beautiful."

"That word is what I learned when I was in school. It refers to the founder of our country. He led our country from darkness to light and enabled ordinary people like us to stand up and be masters of our own destiny. I know that what I'm saying will not be accepted by you people of this era, and you might even call it treason. But we Chinese people will always love him and always respect him."

Shi Wanxia knew that what the great man had done was unacceptable in feudal society, but we were indebted to our ancestors, and each era had its own system. Even if Shen Yanchu was on guard, he would have to come to China first.

"Oh, Miss Shi, please don't mention anything about your hometown to anyone in the future. After all, the emperor is above all else, and those in power will not allow such subversive remarks to appear. I am enlightened, but I still think you should pay attention to some etiquette and hierarchy."

Although Shen Yanchu had a deep appreciation for the person she was talking about, no imperial power, aristocratic family, or powerful clan could allow this person to exist because of what this person had done.

Shi Wanxia stood quietly to the side, her gaze fixed on Shen Yanchu. His expression was serious and repulsive, as if he had erected an invisible high wall, isolating everything outside from him.

Shi Wanxia smiled bitterly to herself. She had thought that Shen Yanchu and Cui Yu'an were different from others, unbound by social class. However, his attitude at this moment made her realize how naive she had been.

She wisely kept quiet, no longer trying to break the awkward silence. She understood that some things couldn't be forced, especially when it came to deeply ingrained notions of social class.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Shi Wanxia's eyes, but she quickly composed herself. She knew she couldn't let others' opinions change her; she had to stick to her beliefs and pursuits.

They don't understand or need to understand the saying "practice makes perfect." After much deliberation, Shi Wanxia decided that she should never mention her hometown in front of them again. She should try not to reveal the current social concepts and novel things to the public.

For your own safety, it's best not to get too involved with these two, except in the mountains. Their identities are not simple, and even someone with such extraordinary status has been framed and fallen to this state. It seems that TV dramas and novels are still conservative.

Shen Yanchu was unaware of her thoughts. He simply watched the girl frolicking in the snow, her eyes revealing a free spirit, as if she were full of curiosity and a desire to challenge everything in the world.

Her smile was radiant and unrestrained, captivating all who beheld it. However, this unconventional personality also brought her some trouble. In the capital, a place that valued etiquette and reputation, her behavior seemed out of place. People would point fingers and gossip about her, believing that her wildness would damage her reputation.

"It's so cold, Brother Shen, let's go back!"

Shi Wanxia's face was red from the cold, and her hands were almost frozen from playing in the snow. She quickly rushed back into the cave, and Cui Yu'an also got up and warmed himself by the fire.

The girl's face was red from the cold. Why was she going out in such heavy snow?

"It's freezing cold outside, and it's snowing. What are you doing out there? Come and warm yourself by the fire."

Cui Yu'an was a little annoyed that this girl was restless even in the heavy snow. Shi Wanxia ignored him. After a month of rest, the two of them had basically recovered from their external injuries.

The scabs on Shen Yanchu's face began to fall off, and wounds of varying depths could still be clearly seen on her face, but fortunately, she looked much better than she did a month ago.

Their emaciated bodies began to gain some weight; they were still thin, but no longer looked too emaciated. Unfortunately, their symptoms of weakness in their hands and feet due to poisoning did not improve much.

Shen Yanchu was also frozen stiff by the cold wind. He rubbed his hands as he returned to the cave and sat down next to Shi Wanxia to warm himself by the fire. The three of them leaned against the fire, each thinking about their own things.

Shi Wanxia's idea was to collect as many valuable and precious medicinal herbs as possible before setting off, and then sell them in a larger market town after leaving the mountains, since she would be penniless and unable to move an inch.

As for these two, if they insist on accompanying me, I can find a suitable opportunity to slip away. After all, according to the tropes of novels and the conservative thinking of the ancients, their ideas and concepts are very different, and the longer I stay with them, the more dangerous it becomes.