Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

Yun Pianpian and Wu Changchun were prepared for Zhang Liu's sudden attack.

"Sir, please take a look at this first!"

Wu Changchun calmly took out a letter from his pocket and handed it over, a perfectly appropriate yet neither humble nor arrogant smile on his face.

Zhang Liu frowned, took the document with suspicion, and unfolded it to take a look.

The content wasn't anything special, just a few words of concern, but the seal in the lower right corner of the letter made his pupils shrink sharply.

Imperial Grandson's Jade Seal.

His hand trembled slightly, and his expression instantly became serious. He closed the letter with both hands and handed it back properly.

"Ah, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

He said a few polite words, then turned around and went back to the front of the line, looking somewhat like he was fleeing.

From then on, Zhang Liu tacitly agreed to let Yun Pianpian and Wu Changchun follow the group.

Not only did he tacitly agree, but he also secretly instructed his subordinates to be more courteous to the people from the Ming Prince's residence.

Wu Changchun is also very good at interpersonal relationships.

He often treated Zhang Liu and his subordinates to fine wine and meat.

Over time, the two became friends.

Zhang Liu figured that since they were already in the Northwest, far from the emperor's reach, he was in charge of the entire team.

So they simply removed all the shackles and handcuffs from the Ming Prince's family, saying it was to "let them walk faster."

The food was still the same, but at least the whips were no longer being used on them.

And that letter played a crucial role.

Yun Shengsheng had to ask Yan Shijin for a whole day before Yan Shijin agreed to write it.

Yan Shijin's actions were actually quite risky.

If people in the court find out that he has connections with the Prince of Ming's residence, it will not be of any benefit to the Crown Prince's residence.

But Yun Shengsheng is very clever.

She had carved a fake seal out of a radish beforehand, which was 90% similar to the seal of Yan Shijin's imperial grandson.

Officials of Zhang Liu's rank certainly wouldn't have had the chance to see what the real imperial grandson's seal looked like, but based on common sense, he could tell that a seal of this rank could not possibly be fake.

Therefore, he had no doubt that the letter came from the eldest grandson of the emperor himself.

However, if someone were to make an issue of this in the future, the eldest grandson of the emperor could simply deny it, since the seal on the letter was fake and it was just a piece of waste paper if it didn't match.

After listening to Yun Shengsheng's incessant explanation of the procedure, Yan Shijin leaned back in her chair and watched her for a long while before finally smiling helplessly.

Did Yun Shengsheng know that forging a seal is a capital offense?

But Yan Shijin couldn't bear to punish her. So he went along with her plan.

Moreover, although this method is cunning, it is watertight.

Moreover, after his father ascended the throne, he would indeed need to make good use of the Ming Prince's faction. Giving the Ming Prince's faction some conveniences in advance can be seen as paving the way ahead...

Over the course of a month, Yun Pianpian would occasionally chat with Princess Ming.

Princess Ming was surprised to find that this country girl spoke eloquently and had a broad perspective that was unlike the peasant girl she had imagined.

After chatting a few times, Princess Ming regretted it more and more, feeling that she had been blind and underestimated people before.

Yun Pianpian was so clever and quick-witted that even Zhen Daoyuan loved talking to her. Once he started, he couldn't stop, wishing he could pour out all the knowledge he had to share with this girl.

But Yun Pianpian simply ignored Zhen Linqing. She didn't say a single word to him.

They didn't even glance at him, as if he weren't even a part of the Ming Prince's entourage.

Zhen Linqing was initially relieved, thinking it was better to ignore her so she wouldn't feel bad seeing him in such a pathetic state.

But after a while, he started to feel uneasy.

One day, while the group was resting by the water, Zhen Linqing silently walked to the stream and washed away the mud that had accumulated on her face for over a month in the icy water. Her fingers and face turned red from the cold, but she didn't care.

He also tidied his hair with his fingers and stuck a wooden skewer behind his head.

He tried to clean the winter clothes as much as possible and even tried to tie the belts neatly, but his hands were too cold to tie them properly. He tried several times but failed each time.

Instantly, a sense of defeat swept over him, his eyes turned red, and he felt utterly useless.

Suddenly, a pair of hands, not particularly fair but very slender, reached out, quickly tied his belt, and then turned and walked away.

Zhen Linqing was taken aback and turned to look; Yun Pianpian had already returned to the carriage.

Princess Ming saw her son suddenly transform from a "wild man" into a "normal person" from afar and couldn't help but take a second look.

She felt both amused and heartbroken.

He was usually a very talkative person, but since his family fell on hard times, he has become mute and is unwilling to say anything.

He couldn't even open his mouth in front of the girl he liked.

Now, they're secretly starting to tidy themselves up...

At night, Zhen Linqing exhaled several breaths and walked nervously to Yun Pianpian.

His mouth opened and closed repeatedly, finally managing to squeeze out only one dry, unintelligible sentence.

"Pianpian, I'm sorry. I've made you suffer because of me."

Yun Pianpian was squatting on the ground starting a fire when she heard this. She looked up and glanced at him expressionlessly.

After that, she lowered her head and continued to start the fire without saying a word.

Zhen Linqing stood there blankly, suddenly at a loss for words.

Pianpian seemed unwilling to pay attention to him.

Yes, he himself is disgusted with himself in his current state.

Princess Ming finally couldn't hold back and pulled him aside to whisper something.

"Don't you understand? Isn't it because you were cold to them before that they treat you this way?"

Zhen Linqing looked at his mother blankly.

Princess Ming sighed, "What are you all standing there for? Go help start the fire!"

Zhen Linqing's eyes lit up, as if she had suddenly gained insight, and she quickly squatted down to help.

He frantically added firewood to the fire, and although Yun Pianpian was annoyed, she didn't chase him away.

Yun Pianpian also stuffed a roasted sweet potato into his hand.

"Weren't we still hungry? We'll eat this."

Zhen Linqing's eyes were red. Pianpian had been paying attention to her all along, which was good.

He ate a few bites of sweet potato, but still couldn't help asking.

"This sweet potato is so delicious! Was it grown from seeds we bought from that foreign tribe?"

Yun Pianpian nodded, "Hmm," and after thinking for a moment, she told him her plan.

"And corn, potatoes, and tomatoes."

"Once we've settled down in the Northwest, you and the Prince should plant some too. They're not picky about the soil and are very productive. I brought some seeds with me this time."

Zhen Linqing nodded. He had received the news earlier and was preparing to plant on their manor, but before he could, his family was raided and he was exiled.

Thinking of something, he couldn't help but ask, "There are only twenty days left until the New Year, when are you going back...?"