"Let's go, what are you standing there for!" The old lady said this to Song Yan'er.

Song Yan'er was indeed stunned; this was not what she had expected!

Xiao Yang: "Okay, Grandma, let's go!"

Then they watched as Xiao Yang led Song Yan'er with one hand and the old lady with the other, walking towards the next house!

"Fourth Prince, this..." Bai Zihua's father was unsure what to do, so he asked the Fourth Prince for help.

"Uncle, it's alright. The Empress Dowager is right. This small place isn't dangerous at all. Besides, Xiao Yang is here, so you can rest assured!"

"Alright, that's the only way. But we still need to send two bodyguards to protect the Empress Dowager."

"Okay, Uncle!"

"Yeah, I need to sort things out too. I really can't take it anymore. I'll come find you later!"

Bai Zihua's father, Bai Jingshan, was a first-rank junior tutor, a civil official who rarely left the capital. He was not required to come to the negotiations with the neighboring Beiyang Kingdom, but he volunteered because he heard that the fourth prince was poisoned. However, the journey was long, and even though Bai Jingshan was usually in good health, he was having some trouble.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Uncle!" Knowing that his uncle was asking about his poisoning, Xiao Yuan didn't hide anything!

"You, come with me!"

Bai Zihua followed Bai Jingshan with a sense of utter despair. Well, what's coming will come!

...

When Song Dahai and his wife heard that Xiao Yang's grandmother had come to seek refuge with Xiao Yang, they warmly welcomed the old lady inside, calling her "in-law" repeatedly, which made the Empress Dowager beam with joy!

"Grandma, you must be tired from your journey. Have some watermelon to quench your thirst?"

This is a watermelon that Song Yan'er took out from her spatial storage. Her mother cut it into small pieces and put it on a plate for easy access.

"Oh, don't be so polite, but I am indeed a bit thirsty. Hmm, my dear in-law, this watermelon is delicious, even better than the ones I ate in the palace!"

"Hmm? The palace? What palace?" Mother Song looked at Song Yan'er with a puzzled expression.

The old woman said, "Oh, I meant 'in the ditch,' you misheard. In our area, watermelons all grow in the ditches. I'm telling you, your watermelons taste better than those from the ditch!"

Song Yan'er...

This is really ridiculous!

The old lady touched her forehead and felt a non-existent cold sweat!

Good heavens! We almost got caught! Luckily, the country folk didn't even think of that, otherwise we wouldn't have been so easily fooled!