Song Yunqian went silent, sighed, and said: "If royal father had done it, this duke would never forgive him."

An Ran was his grandson. She was only three years old. She was a child who knew nothing and should have been by his parents' side. However, she had been involved in this royal dispute.

Wen Yi could no longer fall asleep. Her heart thumped wildly, feeling as if something was going to happen.

Nestled in Song Yunqian's embrace, she really wanted to personally go find An Ran and follow along with her dreams to find him.

Song Yunqian stood up and then continued to lead people out of the city to search.

Wen Yi sat inside the palace for a while, then said to Qian Shan: "I want to go out and look for An Ran."

Qian Shan said: "Master has ordered the Flying Dragon Sect's men to look for him, there's no need to go out personally."

Wen Yi thought for a while, then said: "That's fine, you go and give the order for the people from the Flying Dragon Sect to look for An Ran."

Qian Shan cupped his hands and said, "Yes!"

Even after Qian Shan left, Wen Yi's heart still could not calm down.

She thought for a moment, then changed into a new set of clothes.

She retrieved An Ran's clothes from the back door of Prince Yuan's mansion and smelled them for her. She said, "Cinderella, let's go find An Ran. I don't know where An Ran is, but you have to help me."

Charcoal seemed to understand her words, sniffing strongly at An Ran's clothes, and then led Wen Yi away with a woof.

Charcoal continued to bring Wen Yi towards the north of the city. North of the city was a relatively remote area, with many poor villages. Along the way, there were simple and crude mud brick houses and thatched cottages everywhere, Wen Yi never thought that there would be such a poor place under the feet of the bustling Emperor.

When noon arrived, the sky began to darken again. In the blink of an eye, snow began to fall from the sky.

When Wen Yi stepped on the fresh snow, creaking sounds came from beneath her feet. She felt strangely comfortable.

Suddenly, Charcoal let out a loud cry and shot out with a swish.

Wen Yi's heart skipped a beat, she thought that she had found something, and quickly chased after it.

However, he found out that Charcoal was nibbling on a piece of meat in front of a small courtyard farmer's door.

Wen Yi held the charcoal in her hands and sighed. "After walking for the entire morning, you should be hungry, but it's also my fault.

She looked around and saw all the houses in the village. There were Kids playing around, and some women came out to collect their clothes, muttering to themselves, "Do you still think it's going to be sunny and snowing again? Is it going to be a cold day?"

Wen Yi carried her charcoal and walked back, saying: "Let's find a place to eat, we'll continue looking after we eat something."

She didn't have a clue now. When she went out earlier, she still had a bit of intuition. Now, that instinct had completely disappeared. If the emperor captured An Ran, he probably wouldn't send her to such a place. After all, she was his own grandson and the only grandson he had right now was An Ran.

However, just as she turned around and took a few steps, her heart suddenly hurt. An image flashed through her mind: a brick courtyard, the cry of a child. She squatted down and closed her eyes. The house was gradually becoming clearer, with green walls and a plum blossom sticking out of the wall. There was a dog tied to the door, and in front of the house, there were two people dressed as guards.

After the scene in her mind disappeared, Wen Yi stood up. Looking around, the place was basically just a thatched hut and mud-brick house.

She closed her eyes, trying to get a better look around the house, but to no avail.

She thought for a moment, then walked to the woman who was collecting clothes and asked, "This sister-in-law here, can I ask you something?"

The woman took the clothes in her arms and walked a few steps closer. "What is it?"

Wen Yi asked: "Let me ask you, are there any houses with green walls nearby?"

The woman touched her hair and said: "There isn't any around here. Keep walking and walk out of Stone Village. There is a house near the river. It seems to be outside the green walls of the rich man's house!"

Wen Yi was overjoyed. She thanked her over and over again before leaving with the charcoal in her arms.

Charcoal had been extremely obedient all along, and not even a single sound was heard from him, allowing Wen Yi to carry him as she pleased.

After walking for half an hour, they finally walked out of the village. The scenery gradually became more desolate and the surrounding trees and leaves had all fallen off. The bare branches were all shaking in the cold wind.

In front of him was a fork in the road, one on the left and one on the right.

A axman carrying firewood and a sickle walked over from the left. Wen Yi walked up and asked: "Brother, may I ask where is a house with green walls nearby?"

The woodcutter raised his head and looked at her. He pointed to the right and said, "You're probably asking about the residence outside of Steward Qian, right? If we continue to walk from the right side, it will take about half an hour for us to meet again. "

Wen Yi thanked him, and then followed the path the axman had indicated and walked towards the right.

After she had gone, the woodcutter looked around, lowered his hat, and walked on.

Wen Yi hid behind the rocks and waited for the axman to leave before revealing his head. At first, she didn't suspect anything, but the moment the woodcutter extended a finger, she saw that his fingers were slender and white, his fingernails clean. A woodcutter who relied on chopping wood for a living definitely wouldn't have such a clean and white hand.

She walked quickly to the left, afraid that the woodcutter would turn and chase her, and ran with the coals in her arms.

About a quarter of an hour later, she saw a winding river. Looking far ahead, she saw a house on the left side of the mountain that looked exactly like the one she had seen in her mind.

Her heart was pounding as she crept closer to the house. She crouched behind a large rock, her eyes peeking out to see what was going on outside. As expected, there were two guards outside the house. She closed her eyes and listened carefully, she could hear the sound of children crying. It was An Ran.

Although she had never formally interacted with An Ran before, she didn't know why, but the moment she heard the cry, she knew it was An Ran. An Ran was her midwife and adopted her as her foster mother. In these three years, she would occasionally think of An Ran. It was a very strange feeling. Although he didn't have any feelings of flesh and blood, he had a feeling of connection with his heart.

Charcoal was very obedient, he probably knew that the situation was serious, thus he hid in Wen Yi's embrace, exposing his two dog eyes that were on guard as he looked outside.

Wen Yi thought for a while, then said to Charcoal in a soft voice, "Charcoal, go to the back door, make some noise at the back door to lure those two away, I'll slip in." Although she had not officially tried flying, she looked at the height of the wall and believed that she would be able to fly inside.

Charcoal seemed to understand what she was saying and darted out of her arms.

She lay behind the boulder and watched Charcoal pass through the gate and go out the back door.

She waited anxiously, all her attention focused on the two men at the door. After a moment, the two men looked around warily, then walked quickly to the back door.

Wen Yi took the chance and stood up quickly. She immediately felt that something was amiss, there seemed to be a sense of presence behind her, she turned her head quickly, and before she could clearly see who was behind, she felt a pain in her head, she cried out and fainted.

After an unknown period of time, she slowly woke up. The pain in the back of her head had already disappeared. When she opened her eyes, it was completely dark. There was a soft and soft thing crawling around her body, and there was even the sound of her tired breathing.

"An Ran?" she whispered.

A pair of chubby hands wrapped around her neck. With a glint in her eyes, an oil lamp in the room lit up. The windows were slightly open as a mournful wind blew in. The light swayed in the wind like beans.

Her hands were tied, but she gently retracted them. She broke free from the bindings and extended her arms to hug Kids.

An Ran looked at her with her eyes wide open. His legs were tied up and his face was covered in mud. She carried An Ran and examined him. Luckily, she didn't find any injuries, which proved that these people didn't make things too difficult for An Ran.

An Ran asked, "Who are you?" His voice was hoarse from excessive crying, and his eyes were still filled with panic.

Wen Yi smiled gently and said: "An Ran, I am your foster mother. She is here to bring you away."

"I want to see mufei. I want to see mufei."

Wen Yi covered his mouth and said softly: "Okay, okay, godmother will bring you to see mufei, but you have to promise me, only when you see your parents can you cry. Crying is a child's right, but there are bad people outside, we need to be strong."

An Ran blinked her large eyes and gave a grunt.

Wen Yi let go of him. Why was there no one watching? She put down An Ran and quietly went behind the window to take a look outside.

Outside the window was a courtyard. There were a few people walking around In the courtyard, but due to the dim moonlight, they were unable to see their appearances clearly.

An Ran remembered that it was noon when she had been knocked out, but now it was already dark. She raised her head to look at the moon in the sky and estimated that it was around midnight.

She was secretly worried in her heart. Song Yunqian should have realized that she was gone, but he didn't know why he was so anxious.

Wen Yi saw the few people slowly walking over and heard their conversation, "Eh? Why is there a light? "

Wen Yi quickly turned around, blew out the light, and hugged An Ran who was lying on the bed, signalling her not to make a sound.

Even though An Ran was only three years old, she was still the son of the Prince Zhenyuan.

Outside the window, a head peeked in and someone whispered, "Where's the light? "You're seeing things."

The light from the oil lamp was already very weak. The other person said in embarrassment, "I was probably mistaken."

guessed their identities. If there were only these few people, it would not be difficult to deal with them. Her spirit energy was still not being used skillfully, and sometimes it would even fail, so she had to be careful.

After waiting for a while, Wen Yi quietly stood up, walked over to the bedside and observed.

Suddenly, Wen Yi heard a running sound, and tiptoed to take a look. She saw a little dog quickly running over from the corridor.

It's charcoal! Wen Yi was ecstatic, she quietly stood by the window and waited.

Charcoal jumped in and rushed into Wen Yi's embrace. Wen Yi hugged charcoal, whose entire body was drenched, should have been thrown into the river by someone, and then swam back. She was glad that Zhu Fangyuan used to bring them out for swimming. In the past, charcoal was extremely afraid of water, but after Zhu Fangyuan brought them out for swimming, she actually fell in love with water.

Wen Yi used the blanket on the bed to wipe its body. Seeing An Ran looking at the charcoal curiously, she softly introduced it, "It's called Charcoal, it's cute right?"

An Ran stretched out her hand and gently touched the fur on Charcoal's head. She firmly said, "Is it a big rat?"

The charcoal was wet, and the hair was very small. It really did look like a big rat.

Wen Yi burst into laughter. Unsatisfied, she shook her fur and stared at An Ran.