Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

The carriage traveled for more than two hours, finally arriving at the village in Yun County near the hour of Wei (1-3 PM).

Zhao Qi, Shui Daoren, Ning Pu, and Zhao Buqi rode in the first carriage, Wen Zhengmeihua rode in the middle carriage, and Wu Xin and her son Zhao Rui rode in the last carriage.

Zhao Rui is two years old this year. He has a chubby face and leans against his mother's chest, saying, "Mom, I don't want to ride in the carriage. I want to go home and play."

Wu Xin paused for a moment, then patted his head: "You can have fun at the manor too."

"We've arrived just ahead."

She didn't want to come amidst everyone's disapproving gazes, but she had no choice but to come.

The carriage stopped, and Zhao Qi yawned as she waited for her mother, Wen Zheng, to get off. She then instructed Mei Hua to take care of Wu Xin and her son, while she and her daughter went ahead.

The houses in the village were made of blue bricks and tiles, and the interiors had been cleaned. As soon as Zhao Qi entered, her usual habit of taking a nap was displayed.

I kept yawning.

Wen Zheng told her to go to sleep for half an hour first, and then eat when she woke up.

"Okay, but remember to call me when Madam Gu arrives," Zhao Qi instructed her mother.

Wen Zheng nodded, and then she helped Ning Pu and Zhao Buqi, who were also drowsy, to take off their outer clothes and lie down on the kang (a heated brick bed). Before long, the three of them fell asleep close together.

After leaving the house, she asked the waterworks chief if she wanted to rest for a while, but he refused. She then asked someone to accompany her to walk around the estate.

Wen Zheng first unloaded the things from the carriage, made arrangements for the doctor, and then went to check the rooms prepared for the Gu family.

After a flurry of activity, the gatekeeper reported that several carriages had stopped at the gate of the estate.

Wen Zheng checked the time and saw that Aqi had slept for half an hour. She asked someone to wake her daughter up and tell her that the Gu family had arrived.

She went to greet the people first.

At the entrance of the manor, the Gu family, the Feng family, the Song family, and the four survivors who had been rescued by chance were waiting for their master's arrival in the carriage.

Lady Hou's surname is Yu, and she will be referred to as Lady Yu for the time being.

She stood at the very front, having changed out of her prison clothes and into a gray, round-necked, narrow-sleeved robe for easier movement.

She was just too thin, making her long robe look loose and baggy.

Looking at the estate, He Qingyu felt exceptionally safe. She whispered to Gu Ba Niang, "Do you think the Zhao family would agree if I wanted to start a small business?"

The amount of money she has is fixed; if she wants a better life in the future, she must earn money to support herself.

As for letting the Zhao family support her, haha, she's not that shameless.

Gu Ba Niang was not surprised by anything her third sister-in-law said now; she just felt that her third sister-in-law was terrified by her imprisonment.

She was used to rambling nonsense.

"Not for now, Third Sister-in-law, we are fugitives." Gu Ba Niang's eyes were deep and unfathomable. She had never imagined that one day she would be a fugitive.

But compared to exile, being a fugitive is better.

Wen Zheng had run all the way here, and when she saw Madam Yu at the front, tears streamed down her face involuntarily.

Holding Madam Yu's hand, which was so thin it was almost bony, she gently patted it: "Come on, let's go inside."

Wen Zheng's tears flowed uncontrollably. She looked at the haggard-looking person behind her and beckoned them to enter the manor first.

"You've suffered," she said to Madam Yu.

Madam Yu didn't shed tears. She simply held Wen Zheng's hand, wanting to express her gratitude, but she hadn't yet uttered any words.

He Qingyu's tears streamed down her face. After traveling for so long, she suddenly heard a sentence that sounded familiar and human-like, and she couldn't hold back her tears.

Everyone, including Wen Zheng and Madam Yu, turned to look at her.

He Qingyu: "..."

"...I was just a little touched."

Wen Zheng looked at her gently and comforted her, "It's good to cry." He then looked at Madam Yu and said, "It's better than keeping it inside."

Madam Yu even laughed: "Yes, it's good to cry, but it will disturb you."

"You don't need to be so polite." Wen Zheng changed the subject: "My child's father was originally going to come along, but His Majesty went to take charge of affairs in Youzhou."

Please bear with me.

Madam Yu was stunned: "His Majesty has gone?"

They hurried along the main road, fearing they would encounter pursuers, so they took a side road and were unaware of the emperor's death.

"Yes, he's gone." Wen Zheng's face was sad, but his tone was light, as if he were talking about a randomly falling leaf.

Mrs. Yu's smile was more genuine this time, showing both relief and happiness, but she said with a smile, "That was truly...sad."

The group covered their faces and walked sadly through the gate of the manor.

Halfway there, He Qingyu saw a pretty little boy, the child of her dreams, running towards her, followed by two other children with equally extraordinary bearing.

Zhao Qi stopped two meters away from He Qingyu.

The woman was of medium height and looked haggard, but her eyes shone with a vibrant life that other exiles lacked.

She recognized him at a glance as her beloved minister, who was waiting for her arrival.

Wen Zheng noticed that she was gazing at a woman with obvious interest.

I coughed twice to remind my daughter.

"Aqi, come here. This is General Gu's wife—Madam Yu."

When Madam Yu recalled that the person who saved them had mentioned Zhao Qi storming into the study and being the first to suggest saving them, her goodwill towards him unconsciously increased.

If it weren't for this child, her grandchildren would probably have perished on the road to exile.

"Hello." Mrs. Yu, afraid that her gaunt face would frighten her, gave her the gentlest and kindest smile she had shown in recent days.

Zhao Qi looked at her as well. She wasn't afraid; she just kept a serious face, took a few steps over, opened her arms, and hugged Madam Yu's stiff body.

The child's clear gaze and the warmth of humanity gently patted her waist.

He spoke words meant to coax a child: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm skilled in martial arts, and I will protect you, just like General Gu once protected us."

Mentioning General Gu and his achievements, many people turned away and silently wiped away their tears.

Madam Yu's stiff body slowly recovered. She gently stretched out her hands, squatted down, and hugged Zhao Qi.

Tears streamed down my face.

He Qingyu felt more and more that this little boy was the warm-hearted child she had always dreamed of.

Wen Zheng led the people into the house, which took a lot of effort, as there were quite a few people crying.

The Feng family, the Song family, the Gu family, and four other people were all taken to take a bath, change their clothes, and then have a meal.

As for those who were particularly hungry, no, there were pastries in the carriage.

Zhao Qi pretended to wait casually at He Qingyu's door. When He Qingyu came out, she saw three children chasing and playing in front of her yard.

Zhao Qi: Waiting a long time isn't boring.

Upon seeing He Qingyu emerge, Zhao Qiningpu and Zhao Buqi stopped their playful antics and ran to He Qingyu's side.

Zhao Qi looked up, the golden sunlight shining on her well-behaved face: "Hello, I'm Zhao Qi."

He Qingyu: So cute.

next second.

"Do you aspire to be ennobled and appointed prime minister?"

Do you want to be remembered in history?

Do you want to change the world?

He Qingyu: "..."