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

With so many people watching, Zhao Lian suddenly felt embarrassed, her face turning red as she pulled her foot back.

Helpless, the Emperor held her foot tightly, a smirk playing on his lips, and raised his voice intentionally or unintentionally: "What? Now you know how to be shy? I wonder who was just snuggling in my arms like a leech, I couldn't pull them away."

"I don't care. You took advantage of me, so I have to repay you with my body. You can't escape now."

Looking at the emperor's aggrieved expression, it was clear that he had gotten the benefit but was still acting innocent.

At this moment, besides Song Wenjie, even An Ye, An Hei, and some other soldiers couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.

Seeing the smug expressions on everyone's faces, Zhao Lian blushed to the roots of her ears and couldn't help but retort, "No way! You were the one who took the initiative to hug me."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked aggrieved: "But you didn't object, and I see you're happy about it. I don't care, I'm sticking with you no matter what."

At this moment, everyone had a look of sudden realization and a meaningful expression.

Zhao Lian blushed deeply. This... this really couldn't be said; any further explanation would only make things worse. This wasn't the Emperor; he was clearly a scoundrel!

Seeing the two of them flirting, Song Wenjie pursed his lips and walked to the side.

On the surface, he appeared calm, but only he knew that his heart was in turmoil.

How he wished he had been the one with Zhaolian in the ice cellar back then.

Everything seemed unchanged, but he knew that he and Zhaolian could never go back to the way things were.

Not seeing Song Wenjie, Zhao Lian looked around and found that he had walked to the side, his back to them, seemingly lost in thought.

That lonely figure made Zhao Lian feel a pang of heartache. She knew Song Wenjie also had feelings for her. But if she really had to choose, she didn't know what to do.

Perhaps fate knew she didn't know what to choose, so it arranged this for her. Let nature take its course!

Anyway, she and Song Wenjie never started anything, and besides, he was her nominal godbrother.

Song Wenjie knew he couldn't win against the Emperor no matter how hard he tried. Before he could even feel sad, a faint green light emanating from the distant grass caught his attention.

The green lights flickered intermittently as they slowly approached them. Song Wenjie suddenly realized that they were probably a pack of wolves.

Judging from the glowing green light, there were quite a few wolves, at least several dozen.

Wolves are nocturnal animals, and nighttime is more advantageous for them. If a pack of hungry wolves attacks them, even if they outnumber the other side, they may not be able to escape unscathed.

Furthermore, Zhao Lian and the Emperor have not fully recovered yet. If someone gets injured, the smell of blood will definitely arouse the wolf pack and make them even more frenzied.

There was no time to lose; they had to get down the mountain immediately.

"Your Majesty, we must descend the mountain immediately; it seems wolves are approaching from there."

"Ow~"

As soon as Song Wenjie finished speaking, a loud howl was heard, followed by another howl from not far away, as if they were echoing each other.

Song Wenjie turned his head and saw that glowing green light on the other side as well. This was bad news. If the wolves started to flank them from both sides, diverting their attention, they would be caught off guard.

At this moment, everyone realized that it was indeed a wolf. Zhao Lian stretched her limbs and found it much easier than before, so she quickly stood up: "Your Majesty, my elder brother is right, we must hurry down the mountain."

The soldiers, of course, knew how dangerous wolves were. Upon hearing there were wolves, they were filled with fear.

Fan Ze's expression was solemn; his worst fears had come true.

Dark Night quickly handed the Emperor a torch: "Your Majesty, wolves are afraid of fire. You can use this torch to protect yourself and also to see the path ahead."

Fan waved to everyone: "Everyone, follow me!" He had been stationed here for so long, and he knew the mountain roads best.

Song Wenjie and Fan Ze led the way, with Zhao Lian following behind Song Wenjie. An Hei and An Ye protected the Emperor on either side, while a group of soldiers followed behind.

Because it was dark and visibility was poor, even with torches, the travel speed was still affected.

For those wolf packs, night and day are almost indistinguishable, and they seem to know their advantage, so they come out to hunt as late as possible.

"Ow~"

The wolf's howl rang out again, and this time it was clearly much closer.

"Hurry up, everyone!" Song Wenjie urged. At their current speed, the wolf pack would catch up with them before they even reached the halfway point down the mountain.

No one uttered a sound, focusing solely on making their way. But the more anxious they were, the more likely something bad would happen.

Zhu Yuanzhang accidentally kicked a stone, and he stumbled forward as he descended the mountain.

"Your Majesty!" An Ye was immediately shocked and reached out to grab the emperor's hand, but unexpectedly, his grasp missed its mark.

Zhao Lian walked in front of him. If the Emperor were to fall, it wouldn't just be him who would fall.

Just as the Emperor was about to pounce on Zhao Lian, as if she had eyes in the back of her head, Zhao Lian reacted quickly, dodging the Emperor to the side and then catching him steadily with a backhand.

The Emperor seemed quite frightened, and hugged Zhao Lian tightly: "Zhao Lian, you saved my life again! I'm sticking with you now." He then winked playfully.

"You're so irresponsible! You call yourself the Emperor? I think you're doing this on purpose!" Zhao Lian got angry and suddenly let go of his hands.

"Your Majesty~"

Song Wenjie and Fan Zeyi were immediately shocked and quickly and steadily caught the emperor.

"You want to murder your husband!" The emperor frowned, looking aggrieved.

"Pah, pah, pah!" Zhao Lian spat out, "What time is it? You're still thinking about these things."

She remembered that when she first saw the emperor, she felt that although he was only in his early twenties, he was very composed. She never expected that in just one day, her opinion of him would be completely overturned.

In fact, it wasn't just Zhao Lian who had this thought; everyone present felt that the Emperor seemed like a completely different person.

Only Song Wenjie knew that the Emperor was wary of everyone and wore a mask with everyone, but he could let his guard down with Zhao Lian. It seemed that he really liked Zhao Lian, and this realization made his heart ache again.

"Ow~"

The wolf pack was getting closer and closer, only a few dozen meters away, but they were still halfway up the mountain.

With a solemn expression, Song Wenjie made a decisive decision: "It's dark at night. You two escort the Emperor and Miss Zhaolian down the mountain. The rest of you come with me."

Zhao Lian shook her head: "Brother, if we're going to leave, we'll leave together. The guards will escort the Emperor down the mountain first."

The Emperor said with a serious expression, "How can I be at ease if you don't leave!"

There was no time to lose, and we couldn't delay any longer. Seeing that no one wanted to come down the mountain and that it was too late, Song Wenjie made a quick decision and had everyone light a fire.