Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

The soldiers driving the carriage, wearing homemade masks, got off the carriage, took out what looked like documents from their pockets, and handed them to the soldiers guarding the city gate.

After the soldiers guarding the city looked at it, they nodded and then let them pass.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Several carriages left the city gate and headed towards the outskirts. The people standing at the city gate fled in panic, almost unable to escape.

There were three horse-drawn carriages with more than a dozen corpses piled up haphazardly on them. Many people searching for their relatives stared intently at the bodies.

Suddenly, the man who had been kneeling on the ground was drawn to the carriage. He stared intently at the carriage, as if the person he was looking for was inside.

Yes, he saw the silk flower. He had saved up half a month's worth of spare change while working odd jobs to buy it for his wife, Xiujuan.

My wife usually doesn't wear it, but she made a point of wearing it yesterday morning when she went into town.

Moreover, he recognized the clothes the woman was wearing. A gust of wind blew by, and the silk flower drifted down and landed right in front of the man.

The man picked it up and realized it was the silk flower he had bought for his wife; it had a mark on it that he recognized.

"Xiujuan~"

The man's eyes widened in fury. He suddenly stood up and ran out like a madman, shouting, "Xiujuan! Xiujuan!"

The man ran out like a madman, chasing after the carriage, but no man can outrun a carriage!

Seeing that the carriage behind him was about to hit him, the soldier driving the carriage quickly shouted, "Do you want to die?! Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Although the soldiers were cursing and swearing, the carriage showed no sign of stopping. The man paid no heed, and as the carriage was about to hit him, everyone gasped in shock.

"Oh no! This man is doomed!"

"Oh my God!"

Some of the onlookers began to cover their eyes.

Just as the horse's hoof was about to kick the man away, at the critical moment, Zhao Lian moved swiftly and pulled him away.

Driven by external force, the man lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"You stupid idiot, do you really want to die!" Zhao Lian scolded him harshly.

"Xiujuan~"

The man burst into tears, turning around to glare at Zhao Lian: "It's all your fault! Why did you grab me? Give me back my wife!"

Zhao Lian was furious. She never expected that after she kindly saved his life, he would not only not thank her, but would also blame her and ask her to return his wife.

"Humph!"

Zhao Lian sneered, "You pig brain must have been kicked by a donkey. I should have known better than to save you and let that horse trample you to pieces."

"Mother~

"Father~"

"Big Bull~"

Shouts rose and fell as more and more people discovered their familiar relatives on the carriage and began to run after it.

"Xiujuan~ Gouzi~ My son!"

Seeing this, the man quickly got up and ran after the carriage with everyone else, calling out the names of his wife and children.

More and more people started running alongside the horse-drawn carriage.

People around me started muttering, "They're all crazy, they've all gone mad!"

"Auntie, what's going on with these people?"

Seizing an opportunity, Zhao Lian grabbed an older woman next to her.

The woman, who was in her forties, was dark-skinned and sturdy. She looked Zhao Lian up and down and immediately perked up: "Young lady, you haven't been here long, have you?"

Zhao Lian told the truth: "That's right! I just arrived here and wanted to go into the city, but I can't."

The woman looked around and, finding no one paying attention to her, lowered her voice and said softly, "Young lady, you don't know this, but these past few days, quite a few people have been dying suddenly in Suizhou City. I heard that the higher-ups are blaming them, and it seems even the prefect of Suizhou, Lord Song, will be implicated."

Hearing the woman speak so earnestly and with such spittle flying, Zhao Lian quickly pulled up her sleeve to cover herself.

"Auntie, how do you know so much about this?" Zhao Lian couldn't help but ask curiously.

The woman straightened her chest, her face full of pride: "You don't know this, my son is a yamen runner in there. Do you see him? That's my nephew. If he wants to go in or out of the city, it's a piece of cake for him."

The woman pointed to a group of soldiers with swords at the city gate and said that this was her nephew.

Hearing this, Zhao Lian perked up and quickly asked tentatively, "Auntie, is this prefect named Song Wenjie?"

"Oh! How did you know?" The old woman stared in astonishment, then pulled Zhao Lian aside and lowered her voice, saying, "I heard it from my son. This Lord Song is a good man, but good officials don't last long. I'm afraid he'll be implicated in this matter."

"I heard that the higher-ups have given a death order, instructing Lord Song to suppress this plague within seven days. If he can't cure it, things will be very difficult. Not only will he lose his official position, but his head could also roll off his neck at any moment."

The woman spoke so casually, but Zhao Lian was terrified.

I never imagined that my godfather would be in such a difficult situation after not seeing him for two years. I had originally planned to go to Suizhou to seek refuge with him first, and then go to Hengnan Prefecture.

It seems the plan has changed; her godfather is too busy taking care of himself to have time for her.

But no matter what, since we're already here, we have to go in and see our godparents.

Moreover, we must get into the city before dark today, or we'll miss our chance.

"Auntie, is there any way you can let me go into town?"

"Are you crazy!" The woman stared wide-eyed at Zhao Lian in disbelief. "Girl, to put it bluntly, you might go in alive, but you might not come out alive."

Zhao Lian's gaze sharpened: "Never mind that, just tell me, do you actually have the ability?"

"Yes, there is, but I don't do things for free."

Judging from what this woman was saying, to put it bluntly, she just wanted some money.

"Name your price!" Zhao Lian said without beating around the bush.

The woman gritted her teeth, as if making a decision: "Fine! Girl, it has to be you. Since we're destined to meet, here's the deal: give me one tael of silver, and I'll find a way to get you in."

"One tael of silver, that's way too expensive." Zhao Lian shook her head.

"It's not expensive. Think about it, if you want to get through this city gate, my nephew has to take care of those people." The woman was afraid that Zhao Lian wouldn't believe her, so she said a few more words.

"Alright, here's one tael of silver." Zhao Lian took out one tael of loose silver from her waist and handed it to the woman.

The woman's eyes lit up, and she snatched the silver away, saying, "You just wait."

After saying that, the lady quickly walked to her nephew's side, pointed at Zhao Lian, and whispered a few more words.

Actually, even without asking anyone, Zhao Lian could find a way to get into the city gate herself. However, this was her godfather's territory, and he was probably already overwhelmed with work, so she didn't want to cause him any trouble.

Besides, it's beneficial to spend a little money to smooth things over; it can avoid a lot of trouble.