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

Qiao Dun refused to do it, so the dirty work naturally fell to Zhao Fu. Zhao Fu didn't tolerate him; if Qiao Dun dared to say no, Zhao Fu would beat him black and blue.

At first, Zhao Lian tried to break up the fight, but later she was too busy taking care of herself to care about them, so she just let them be.

However, Zhao Feng warned them that if the two of them continued fighting, they would be kicked out and she wouldn't be able to save them.

Later, Qiaodun finally accepted reality and followed Zhaofu around every day, cutting grass and feeding the horses.

"Zhaofeng~ Zhaofeng, where have you been? Hurry up and do the laundry."

Just then, a voice came from the front yard; someone was calling for Zhao Feng.

"Hey~ I'm here, I'm here!" Zhao Feng answered loudly and quickly walked towards the front yard.

'……

Inside the main hall, the emperor wore a brocade blue robe with a matching belt around his waist, his cold and stern face exuding authority without anger.

This time, not wanting to attract attention, the Emperor didn't bring many people with him. Only two Imperial Guards, An Ye and An Hei, accompanied him.

As his name suggests, Dark Night was a dark-skinned man with deep, cold eyes. Although they were in the governor's mansion, the two of them did not dare to be careless and continued to observe their surroundings with vigilance.

"Your Majesty, please try this. It's even better than those twisted dough sticks." Song Wenjie took out the rice puffs and handed them to the Emperor.

I heard that all these things were made by Zhao Lian and the others, but even the Emperor doesn't believe it. Especially the rice puffs, they're really delicious.

Everyone says the food in the palace is delicious, but they only ever make the same dishes over and over again. The imperial chefs don't know how to cook them at all.

While enjoying the fragrant rice puffs, the Emperor couldn't help but grumble, "You said Zhaolian opened a shop, why didn't you tell me? I would have had all the ministers patronize it, and I guarantee her business would have been booming."

While Afu was away, Zhaolian secretly came to the window to eavesdrop. When she heard the emperor say such things, she immediately scoffed.

"Tch! That's easy for you to say."

"Who? Who's outside? Come out right now, or don't blame me for being impolite!" Dark Night shouted towards the door.

"Oh no, please don't!" Zhao Lian walked out with an awkward laugh.

"who are you?"

Dark Night, holding a knife, stood guard in front of the Emperor with a wary expression.

At this moment, Song Wenjie recognized her: "Your Majesty, it's Zhao Lian!"

"The daughter of the common people meets the emperor."

Upon seeing that it was Zhao Lian, the Emperor smiled and said, "You've come at the perfect time! I was just talking about you! When will you let me visit your shop?"

"Your Majesty, you can go anytime you wish. However, there are some matters I need to discuss with Brother Song right now."

"What is it? Speak!"

"How many people do you need?"

"Who?"

"You bought that Zhao Feng in your mansion, didn't you? To tell you the truth, she's my eldest sister!"

"What? She's actually your older sister?" Song Wenjie couldn't believe it.

"That's right, it's guaranteed to be genuine."

Zhao Lian told Song Wenjie that she was going to take Zhao Feng back.

Song Wenjie immediately replied, "Of course, that's no problem for me. You can take her away anytime she wants."

Immediately afterwards, Song Wenjie asked Afu to bring Zhao Feng and the others up. Upon hearing that Zhao Lian was going to take her away, Zhao Feng was not only unhappy, but even tried to distance herself from the situation, saying that she didn't know Zhao Lian at all.

Huh~

"Interesting," the emperor said, a smile playing on his lips.

This girl looked not much older than Zhao Lian, and had a delicate appearance. Unexpectedly, this seemingly frail girl was even more stubborn than Zhao Lian.

"Big sister, how did you become like this?" Zhao Lian asked, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"From the day you drove Father away, I had nothing to do with you anymore. It was Lord Song who saved us~"

"Sorry, I have other things to do~" Zhao Feng said coldly, turning her head and leaving without looking back.

Unexpectedly, her good intentions were misunderstood, and Zhao Lian's face flushed red and then turned pale.

Song Wenjie didn't know what had happened between the two of them, but since Zhao Feng had brought it up, he couldn't say anything.

"cough~"

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, the Emperor spoke up: "Zhaolian, let's go take a look at your shop."

"Okay! Let's go."

Zhao Di waited and waited but Zhao Lian didn't appear. Just as she was about to go out to look for her, she saw Zhao Lian come in with a sullen face.

"Second sister, let's go."

Zhao Di said anxiously, "Sister, my elder sister is here. Should we take her away?"

A hint of helplessness crossed Zhao Lian's lips: "Don't worry about it, they don't want to come with us at all."

Zhao Feng hid in a corner, watching them walk out the door, her eyes silently observing everything.

The man in the brocade blue robe looked distinguished, and he was accompanied by two attendants. Most importantly, even Lord Song treated him with utmost respect.

Zhao Feng guessed that this man's status must be quite high, at least higher than that of Lord Song in the imperial court.

Zhao Feng originally intended to work on Song Wenjie, but now she changed her mind. She thought it would be great if she could get involved with him.

Now that her father is gone, she has no one to rely on. She's almost 18, and it's time to find herself a good husband.

Now she can't rely on anyone else; she can only rely on herself. Thinking about the way he looked at Zhao Lian earlier, his attention completely focused on her, Zhao Lian felt a pang of resentment. Why was everyone so kind to her?

But seeing that they were about to leave, Zhao Feng became anxious. Her eyes lit up and an idea came to her.

"Ouch~ Ouch~"

Zhao Feng clutched her stomach in pain.

"You little rascal, trying to slack off again."

"Aunt Su, my stomach hurts. Can you call a doctor for me?"

Su Ma rolled her eyes at her: "You wish! The maid is even thinking of calling a doctor."

Zhao Feng frowned: "Aunt Su, I really have a stomachache. If something happens to me, you won't be able to explain it. Why don't I go out and find a doctor myself?"

"Okay, okay~ but don't blame me for not reminding you. You'd better hurry back."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Feng quickly ran out.

The moment the Emperor and Song Wenjie stepped out the door, they were being watched.

Wu Jingang had a concubine named Ke, who bore him a son named Wu Hai. Wu Jingang bought a large house for the mother and son, but no one knew about this.

From a young age, Wu Jingang treated his son exceptionally well, giving most of the money he had embezzled to the Ke family, hiring teachers to teach his son martial arts and education, and arranging for more than a dozen highly skilled martial artists to surround him.

After Wu Jingang was arrested, fearing that she would be investigated, Ke quickly sold off her family property and rented a small house.

During this time, Wu Hai was trying to avenge his father. He didn't know the emperor, but he knew Song Wenjie.

Song Wenjie became the Nine Gates Commander by capturing his father, and he couldn't swallow this insult. He gathered more than a dozen people and has been guarding this place for several days.

Zhao Feng ran as fast as she could and quickly caught up with Song Wenjie and his group. At that moment, she also noticed the suspicious-looking person behind Song Wenjie.