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

Zhao Lian heard everything Song Wenjie said and knew that he was in the cave at the moment.

At this moment, she and Zhu Yuanzhang were sitting on the cave wall next to a block of ice, forming a bend in the wall and being blocked from view. Song Wenjie was unable to spot them for the time being.

"Big brother~" Zhao Lian's voice was weak.

The sound was too soft; Song Wenjie didn't hear it at all.

"Knock knock knock..."

Zhao Lian raised her hand and tapped the ice, but the sound was still too soft.

Zhu Yuanzhang moved his feet with difficulty, took off his shoes, and pounded the ground with all his might.

"Snapped!"

A loud snap was heard, successfully attracting Song Wenjie's attention.

"Snap~ Snap~" Two more sounds rang out.

"Who?" Song Wenjie became alert, his eyes blazing, and asked sharply.

After hearing no further sounds, Song Wenjie cautiously walked toward the direction from which the sound had come.

As Song Wenjie rounded the ice block, the scene before him startled him. There seemed to be two people huddled together in the corner, their bodies covered in frost.

Although he couldn't see the figures clearly, Song Wenjie immediately recognized one of them as someone dressed like the emperor, and the other as a young woman.

"emperor?"

Song Wenjie was shocked and quickly rushed to the two men. He then recognized them as the Emperor.

He quickly shook off the frost from the other person's head and shook him with both hands: "Your Majesty~ Your Majesty, wake up! Your humble servant is late in coming to your rescue, please forgive me."

Just then, the girl in the Emperor's arms turned her face, and Song Wenjie was surprised to find that the girl was none other than Zhao Lian!

Zhao Lian was nestled in the Emperor's arms. Song Wenjie's heart clenched: "Zhao Lian~ Zhao Lian, wake up~"

Song Wenjie wiped the frost off Zhao Lian's face and looked at her pale face, his heart clenched.

"Big brother~" Zhao Lian slowly opened her eyes, saw Song Wenjie, and smiled weakly: "Big brother, I've been waiting for you to come. Am I dreaming?"

A pang of heartache flashed in Song Wenjie's deep eyes: "I'm late~" he said, pulling Zhao Lian into his arms, wanting to give her warmth with his own body.

The barbecue smells so good!

Zhao Lian sniffed the air, her eyes lit up, and she perked up, quickly reaching her hand into Song Wenjie's arms.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, the Emperor opened his eyes, pulled Zhao Lian back into his arms, and stared coldly at Song Wenjie: "Wenjie, hurry up and think of a way to get us out of here."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Song Wenjie glanced at Zhao Lian with concern, only then noticing that Zhao Lian had something else in her hand; the roasted meat he was carrying had been taken away by her.

"Brother, you're really not being fair. You have barbecue but you didn't even bring it out."

As she spoke, Zhao Lian took out a piece of roasted meat and handed it to Zhu Yuanzhang.

The two were starving, and their eyes lit up at the sight of meat. They stuffed it into their mouths and began to gnaw on it.

"I never expected this girl to have such a keen sense of smell!" Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled, not bothering to explain, and quickly went down to the bottom of the cave and shouted, "Darkness, quickly throw down some thick clothes, we've found the Emperor!"

Tell everyone to get ready and pull the Emperor up.

Several minutes later, cheers finally came from outside. Just as Song Wenjie was getting anxious, he finally saw the rope slowly lowering down with several pieces of clothing attached.

"Your Majesty, Zhaolian, you two quickly put on these thick clothes!" Song Wenjie handed each of them a piece of clothing, and then put one on himself.

Wearing an extra layer of clothing made me feel much warmer. Seeing that Zhao Lian and the others had eaten barbecue, they seemed to have regained some of their strength.

Song Wenjie quickly suggested that the Emperor go up first. But to his surprise, the Emperor said that Zhao Lian should go up first.

Song Wenjie frowned: "Your Majesty, how can this be? You should go up first!"

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at him: "Whose decision is it, yours or mine? I said Zhaolian should go up first, so Zhaolian should go up first!"

Because she had been sitting for too long and the temperature was low, Zhao Lian felt stiff all over and it took her a lot of effort to stand up.

After stretching her muscles and bones, Zhao Lian slowly walked over.

Song Wenjie tied the rope around Zhao Lian's waist and had An Ye pull them up.

With many people around and the rope being thick enough, Zhao Lian was quickly pulled up.

Once on the ground, Zhao Lian immediately felt much warmer and her hands and feet were no longer so stiff.

As Zhao Lian untied the ropes, she said, "Quick! Quick, save the Emperor! He's still down there!"

Everyone was surprised to see that it was Zhao Lian. No wonder they hadn't seen the girl; it turned out she had also fallen into the cave.

Not long after, everyone rescued the Emperor and Song Wenjie in the same way.

"Your Majesty, your humble servant has arrived late to save you. Please forgive me!" An Ye, An Hei, Fan Ze, and the soldiers all knelt down in unison.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked exhausted. He waved his hand and said, "We're not in the palace now, young men, no need to be so formal. No need for formalities!"

Fan Ze bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, let me carry you on my back. Shall we get off first?"

It was getting dark, so Fan had people light torches to urge everyone to descend the mountain as quickly as possible.

Although Wufeng Mountain is quite large, it is guarded by the army year-round and is home to many wild animals, including fierce tigers and wild beasts.

During the day, these animals are easy to deal with, but at night, some nocturnal animals come out to hunt, such as wolves, and encountering them is no laughing matter.

"Okay, let's go!"

Zhao Lian frowned and waved her hand: "No! My hands and feet are stiff and numb. Let me sit down and rest for a while."

Fan Ze smiled obsequiously, "Miss Zhao Lian, there are quite a few wolves on this mountain at night. If we can leave, we should!"

Zhao Lian rubbed her legs with her hands, without even raising her head: "Anyway, I don't care. I can't walk anymore. If you want to go down the mountain, you go down first. I'll sit down and rest for a while."

Song Wenjie walked up to Zhao Lian, squatted down, and massaged her legs with his hands. Zhao Lian obediently stretched out her legs so he could help her.

The Emperor glanced at them, his face immediately darkening. "Then let's do as Zhao Lian says and sit down and rest for a while."

Fan Ze had no choice but to have his soldiers form a circle with torches, protecting the emperor and his entourage.

The Emperor walked up to Zhao Lian'er, brushed Song Wenjie's hand away, and said calmly, "Wenjie, let me do it!" He then began to massage Zhao Lian'er's legs.

Unexpectedly, the Emperor brushed aside his hand and took Zhao Lian's foot, leaving Song Wenjie standing awkwardly to the side.

Seeing the Emperor's reaction, as if they were vying for his affections, Dark Night and Dark Black exchanged a glance, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes. They pretended not to notice and looked away.

Zhao Lian felt embarrassed at this moment. With so many people watching, the Emperor was actually massaging her legs.