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

At this moment, a maid brought two cups of hot water and gave them to Zhaofu and Zhaofeng respectively. After drinking the hot water, the two of them immediately felt much better, and their hands stopped shaking.

"Dr. Huang, how is it?"

Despite the freezing weather, Dr. Huang was drenched in cold sweat. After wiping the sweat from his forehead and taking a sip of hot water, he breathed a sigh of relief: "This child is lucky. If it had been any later, he would have had convulsions. Fortunately, we made it in time."

Hearing that Qiaodun could be saved, Zhaofeng was finally relieved, though she still felt a little guilty, since the whole thing was her fault.

After pausing for a moment, Dr. Huang continued, "The child is fine now. His fever is gradually subsiding. After taking a few more doses of medicine, he should be alright. However, he must not get chilled again."

Hearing that the child was alright, Song Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief: "Alright! Afu, quickly take him to Doctor Huang, and settle the bill while you're at it!"

Afu gestured for him to come this way: "Dr. Huang, this way please!"

Zhao Feng pulled Zhao Fu down to kneel, crying, "Benefactor, you have saved my brother's life again. Please accept my bow. My brother and I have nowhere to go. Please take us in."

Finally, Zhao Feng added, "My benefactor, we can do everything from washing clothes to cooking. Please take us in. I'm raising my two younger brothers all by myself, and I'm truly desperate."

"This girl is so pitiful; her parents died, and she has to take care of her two younger brothers."

"That's right, thank goodness this younger brother was saved."

In the afternoon, Afu told the story of Zhaofeng and her brother selling themselves to bury their mother. The news had already spread throughout the mansion, and several maids were whispering among themselves.

Song Wenjie pointed to the maids beside him and said to Zhao Feng, "I have plenty of servants in my mansion. What do I lack? I lack nothing!"

Zhao Feng kowtowed repeatedly: "My benefactor, I beg you, I am really desperate. You know how easy it is for a young woman to be bullied when she goes out in this day and age. She has nowhere to stay and lives in constant fear."

"You don't look like locals. Where are you from? How did you get here? If you're worried about your safety on the road, I can send someone to escort you back," Song Wenjie suddenly asked.

"I...we..." Zhao Feng stammered, thinking about how she and her father had killed those people.

My father is dead. Perhaps things will take a turn for the better. Even if I go back, I guess nothing will happen.

However, now that she has finally entered the Governor's Mansion, she has no intention of returning to Hengnan Prefecture.

“Girl, if you don’t tell the truth, I won’t tolerate you.” Seeing Zhao Feng hesitate and not daring to tell the truth, Song Wenjie concluded that she was hiding something from him.

Helpless, Zhao Feng had no choice but to tell the truth: when they were almost at Hengnan Prefecture, Zhao Feng and her companions encountered three villains.

Seeing that Zhao Feng was beautiful, he had evil intentions. Zhao Feng resisted desperately and begged her father to save her life. Originally, her father did not dare to lay a hand on her, and Li Chunhua even pulled her father and the others to escape.

But then Li Chunhua was also pulled back by them, and He Mu, I don't know where he got the courage, actually went up and fought them.

Zhao Lian once gave Zhao Feng a dagger for self-defense. This dagger could cut through iron like mud, and Zhao Feng always carried it with her.

At the critical moment, Zhao Feng pulled out the dagger, stabbed the person who was pressing down on her, and hurriedly pushed him down.

At this moment, the father was knocked to the ground by two other thugs. Just as they raised their knives, Zhao Feng arrived in time and stabbed another person.

He Mu seized the opportunity to snatch the knife from another person, and with a backhand slash, ended that person's life.

The two injured men were terrified and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy.

Even after calming down, Zhao Feng was still frightened. Thinking about what they had done, He Mu's evil intentions were aroused.

Since they had already killed someone and couldn't escape anyway, He Mu had no intention of sparing them. With a swift stroke, he killed them both.

Unexpectedly, this was spotted by some refugees who were fleeing famine. Fearing they would be implicated, they scattered in all directions.

After killing these people, He Mu and his group dared not linger there, nor did they dare to go to Hengnan Prefecture. They could only continue forward and eventually arrived in the capital.

Zhao Feng concealed some of the facts about these things, leaving only half of the story untold. She only said that she was almost defiled.

In order to protect himself, the father accidentally injured several people, one of whom was seriously injured. Fearing retaliation and arrest by the authorities, he had no choice but to flee with them.

Song Wenjie didn't doubt what Zhao Feng said; in those days, countless people died on the road to escape famine.

Some starved to death, some were murdered, and some were beaten to death for trying to harm others.

Song Wenjie pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, you all go with Aunt Su first, and we'll talk about it after your brother has recovered."

After saying that, he turned to look at Su Ma, who was standing to the side: "Su Ma, take them downstairs first, settle them down, and then get them a couple of sets of clothes."

"Thank you, benefactor, thank you!" Zhao Feng bowed repeatedly with excitement, and quickly picked up Qiao Dun to go down with him.

At this moment, Afu returned after seeing Doctor Huang off. Seeing Su Ma leading Zhaolian and the others out, he couldn't help but turn around and glance at them.

Then, he asked cautiously, "Young Master, are you really planning to leave them here?"

Song Wenjie glared at him: "You still have the nerve to ask? It's all because of you. If you had chased them away this afternoon, none of this would have happened."

Afu shrank back in fear, afraid that Song Wenjie would scold him, and dared not utter another word.

Seeing Afu's cautious manner, Song Wenjie frowned and waved his hand: "Alright, alright, it's not even dawn yet, go to sleep!" As he spoke, he yawned.

Thinking of what Zhao Lian had said before he left the restaurant during the day, he couldn't sleep at all during the first half of the night. Just as he was drifting off to sleep, A Fu came to knock on the door.

After all that commotion, I'm finally feeling a bit sleepy now.

……

The next morning, Zhao Lian woke up to find herself in an unfamiliar environment, and then she remembered that she was in the Qiao family home.

She arrived at the Qiao family's residence in the evening, and the restaurant closed early so that she could take Zhaolian home.

The current Qiao family residence is much smaller than the previous Qiao mansion, but although it cannot compare to the luxurious and grand Qiao mansion of the past, it is still considered a large house.

This is a three-courtyard house, and the house is spacious enough. The front yard is right inside the entrance, with some flowers and plants planted on both sides.

Passing through the hanging flower gate, you enter a larger courtyard. Inside, there are more flowers and plants, as well as a pavilion.

Walking further along the long corridor beside the hanging flower gate, you'll find the east and west wing rooms. Jordan stayed in the main room, while Qiao Feng stayed in the west wing room.

Ling Yun and Qiao Xin were overjoyed to see her. Jordan also hadn't expected that Zhao Lian would come to the capital.

It had been a few months since I last saw Ling Yun, and she looked much fatter and fairer than when she was fleeing the famine. Qiao Xin, on the other hand, had visibly grown taller.

Ling Yun had so much to say to Zhao Lian, and even invited her to stay for a while longer.

That night, Ling Yun insisted on having Zhao Lian stay with her, while she sent Jordan to the east wing.