The jade pendant connects the past and present; the exiled crown prince's wife takes her entire

When Song Wanzhen found out, she was extremely indignant and wanted to go to the second branch of the family to ask for half a cornbread for her brother, but she was stopped by Song Qingyan, who had just woken up after being unconscious for most of the day.

He remained indifferent, as if he didn't care about his disheveled appearance, and was extremely calm.

"It's late, let's rest."

"Can……"

Song Qingyan glanced over indifferently, and Song Wanzhen immediately gave up the idea. She even swallowed back the words that were about to be ridicule and blame Jiang Jinning.

She fears nothing and no one, except her older brother's glare.

Therefore, that night, the four of them ate with small pieces of cornbread and wild vegetables that Zhao had secretly dug up, barely managing to fill their stomachs.

It was late at night, and the guards had all gone to sleep.

Only Jiang Jinning secretly opened her eyes, her bright eyes darting around, and then she carefully moved her body closer to Song Qingyan.

"You're going already?" Song Qingyan lowered his voice, his tone filled with worry. "I can't go to that place, I can't protect you, and I don't know if it's safe. You..."

Song Qingyan wanted to say, "If it's not safe, don't go."

But Jiang Jinning suddenly looked up, her bright and sparkling eyes staring at him, abruptly interrupting her words.

Her features weren't particularly striking, not comparable to the outstanding noble ladies of Luojing City, but she possessed a pair of eyes as bright as stars, which unconsciously drew people in.

Song Qingyan felt his heart pounding.

Jiang Jinning, however, was completely oblivious. She sensed the young general's concern for her and was overjoyed.

"I'll try again. I couldn't get it to work last night, but maybe it will work tonight. I need to go find the medicine and steamed buns I traded for. I traded them for silk flowers. It's such a nice place where immortals live, I can't just take what's mine."

Jiang Jinning spoke a long string of words in one breath, more than she usually spoke in a month. She stuck out her tongue, her face slightly red, and lowered her head somewhat embarrassed.

She's said so much, the young general must be getting annoyed.

"If the young general doesn't let me go, then I won't go..."

The little girl twisted her fingers, looking dejected.

Song Qingyan sighed, knowing that she was usually quiet and timid, so he didn't say anything to stop her, afraid of making her cry again. He could only say, "Be careful."

Jiang Jinning looked up in surprise and nodded repeatedly.

She silently prayed to herself: I must go, please let me go. Those who took my things must return them.

A flash of white light, and Jiang Jinning had indeed moved to a different location.

She felt a weight on her hand, a warm and soft touch in her palm. She suddenly opened her eyes and was shocked to see the steamed bun and medicine that she had "swallowed" last night, as well as the remaining "silver notes"!

Jiang Jinning grinned and smiled silently.

They're all there, not missing. They're all in my hands.

But then she became doubtful again.

How come the steamed buns are still warm even after a whole day? But they are definitely much colder than when I left last night.

Could it be?

She carried the steamed buns and medicine, and ran a few steps.

She remembered that there was a clock in the middle of the street that the immortals called the gate clock, which was used to tell the time. She couldn't understand the two strange needles of different lengths on it, but she was sure that when she left yesterday, the shorter hand was pointing directly downwards, but now it was more than three divisions off.

Could it be that a day has passed in Dali, but only one or two hours have passed here?

This discovery served as a wake-up call, meaning she couldn't stay there for too long.

She looked at the things in her hands, somewhat troubled about how to take them back.

Previously, you could bring steamed buns and water with you.

The water pouch belonged to her, and the steamed buns were wrapped in paper and hidden on her person. Does this mean she couldn't take away items that clearly didn't belong to Da Li?

Jiang Jinning seemed to understand.

She went back to the stall that sold steamed buns earlier and hesitantly asked the stall owner for a few large sheets of oil paper to wrap the steamed buns and medicine.

The steamed bun vendor was a kind old lady who readily gave her several paper bags.

Jiang Jinning was flattered and repeatedly bowed in gratitude, stammering for a long time before she could finally finish a complete thank you sentence.

This amused the man, who said, "Child, judging by your size, you must have come from the South. No wonder you're so shy. Young ladies shouldn't be like this. Stand up straight and be more confident."

Jiang Jinning took the paper bag somewhat awkwardly, initially thinking she had somehow offended the immortals here. After listening for a while, she realized the other party meant well. She blushed, nodded nervously, and ran away.

Just as Jiang Jinning was about to pack everything up, she ran into the kind female stall owner.

She remembered that the other person's surname was Liang.

At this moment, she was wearing a peony silk flower that she had made herself, which made her even more radiant against her bright face.

"Your sister is so beautiful."

Jiang Jinning spoke up unconsciously.

Although the sound was soft, Liang Cheng heard it precisely. She was originally on her way to show off her newly acquired silk flowers to her friend who had a stall at the end of the street.

"Oh, miss, what a coincidence, we've run into you again."

Liang Cheng was delighted to run into Jiang Jinning again, and even more delighted when Jiang Jinning complimented her on her looks.

When Jiang Jinning saw Liang Cheng approaching, she lowered her head, feeling somewhat flustered, and her face flushed red.

This was the first time Liang Cheng had ever seen such a socially awkward girl here. Although it was a bit immoral, he couldn't help but laugh.

This made Jiang Jinning's face turn even redder.

"It's really rare to see such a gentle and beautiful little princess in our area. You know, the women on this street are all loud, they want to be heard all over the world."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jinning waved her hands in alarm.

"I...I'm not a little princess..."

Liang Cheng waved his hand, signaling Jiang Jinning to come forward, bending down and speaking in a low voice.

"You girls from the South are all little princesses, unlike us, where every single one of you looks like an assassin trying to kill a princess."

In Dali, impersonating a princess is punishable by beheading. How come in the fairy realm, one can easily become a princess? Won't one be punished?

Before Jiang Jinning could figure it out, Liang Cheng pulled her away.

"Come on, let me take you to eat something delicious. I'm telling you, nobody on this street knows the best places to eat better than me."

what?

Jiang Jinning was stunned and quickly refused. Who would just grab a stranger and start feeding them?

But the sound was so soft that Liang Cheng couldn't hear it at all.

And so, one person, full of enthusiasm, and the other, trembling with fear, devoured half the street's food stalls.

Jiang Jinning couldn't refuse, and was fed as soon as she opened her mouth, until she couldn't eat anymore.

Liang Cheng looked at Jiang Jinning with a smile, feeling a surge of pride.

She reached into her pocket and found a bag containing a flower wrapping kit she had bought earlier. She had originally intended to develop new products with it, but after watching a few videos, she found it too troublesome and left the kit aside.

If a little girl can make silk flowers so well, she should be able to make wrapped flowers too.

"Miss, do you know how to do flower wrapping? I can do it too."

Entwined flowers?

She can.

During the Dali Dynasty, both velvet and silk flowers were available, with silk flowers being more exquisite and reserved for noble ladies. Ordinary girls would either wear silk flowers made of better quality or woven flowers. Wrapped flowers, made by wrapping threads, also had a unique charm, but they were too tedious and required patience.

Jiang Jinning couldn't afford the silk thread for velvet flowers, so she could only make and sell silk flowers with wrapped patterns. However, velvet flowers were even more popular in Dali, and most of the slightly wealthier families would choose to buy them, making it difficult for wrapped flowers to sell.

Liang Cheng handed over a kit containing materials for making flower wrapping kits, which she had bought online.

"I have a kit here, you can use it to make something for fun."

Jiang Jinning dared not accept it.

The thread used for wrapping flowers is more expensive than ordinary needle and thread, or even embroidery thread. A small roll of thread, enough to make a few peonies, would sell for thirty coins.

The material kit Liang Cheng gave us, including that small roll of thread and the wooden hairpin inside, would sell for forty or fifty coins in Dali.

"Here you go. These ingredients are very cheap, worthless, just the price of that dried plum and vegetable pancake from earlier."

How much does one pancake cost?

Jiang Jinning opened her small mouth in surprise.

The pancake contained meat. In Dali, a pancake like that, with some minced meat, would cost ten coins, but here it only cost five yuan, and the ingredients she had only cost five yuan.

"I bought it on Alibaba. It was really cheap, but the quality varied. This pack looks pretty good, so I just made it for you to play around with. We agreed that you would sell it to me after you finished making it, and I would keep some for myself. I have to keep this good stuff for myself."