Jiang Muyu thought for a long time, and only came out of the bedroom when it was dark.

She went to the kitchen and looked around. There were pots, pans, and bowls everywhere, as well as some fresh dishes, rice, and noodles.

She went to the kitchen and made a bowl of noodles.

After eating and drinking, he boiled some hot water for a bath and then went to bed.

The next day, she slept until she woke up naturally, which was a rare occasion.

Jiang Muyu walked out of the dormitory and just stretched himself, but stopped halfway.

She looked at the people in the yard and was stunned for a moment.

"Yunyan?"

She rubbed her eyes and looked again. The woman standing in the yard smiled brightly at her. Jiang Muyu was sure that she was not mistaken. That person was Yun Yan.

Yunyan was wearing a light-colored cloth dress, carrying a small bag on her back, and her long hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, looking like a young farm wife.

She walked up to Jiang Muyu and bowed: "I have come to see the princess. I am late, I hope the princess will forgive me."

Jiang Muyu immediately helped her up and said, "Why should we care about these empty formalities? I'm relieved to see that you're okay. How's Third Brother these days?"

Yunyan nodded: "Everything is fine. After the queen went out alone, the third master was very worried about you. He almost went to Dongxu's camp to kill you. It was not until the master wrote him a letter in your handwriting that he felt relieved."

"In that case... I hope nothing happened." She pursed her lips, then looked at the middle-aged woman standing behind Yunyan, and asked, "Is this the new nanny?"

"Yes." Yun Yan introduced, "Madam, this is Nanny Huang, she is an expert in cooking. She will take care of your three meals a day from now on."

Jiang Muyu nodded slightly to Nanny Huang, who returned her greeting respectfully. At first glance, her posture looked like she had just come out of the palace.

She had an idea in her mind.

Yunyan saw that she looked like she had just woken up in the morning, so she took off the bag on her shoulders and said, "I will help you wash up first, Madam."

Jiang Muyu nodded: "Okay."

Now that Yunyan is by her side, she feels much more at ease and is more certain that Liang Qingchen is safe and sound.

…

She lived here for a few days, occasionally dressing up and walking around the town to inquire about the current situation and the war situation.

At this time, she was sitting in a teahouse in the town, listening to the people around her talking:

"Now that Tianqian's commander has passed away and they are suddenly hit by a plague, their morale is low. We have repelled them by several miles in the first two battles. I am afraid they will lose to us Xuancang in the end."

"Have you forgotten that there is a Dongxu who is eyeing you covetously from the other side?"

"Dongxu's strength is not as good as Tianqian's. If we defeat Tianqian, wouldn't it be easy to capture Dongxu?"

"Although Dongxu is weak, its borders are well-known for being easy to defend and difficult to attack. We don't know how much manpower and resources we will lose in this battle."

"Alas - in the final analysis, it is us ordinary people who suffer in the war."

"That's right. I heard a few days ago that the second son of Tiezhu from Xicun also died on the front line. He had three sons in total, and two of them died in the war. His wife couldn't bear it and fell ill. I'm afraid she won't live for many days."

"Uh..." Jiang Muyu stood up after hearing this, placed a few copper coins on the table and left.

She bought two taels of rice wine in the town and brought it back, as well as a fresh big carp.

When she returned to the courtyard, she saw smoke rising from the kitchen. Huang Ma saw that she was holding a fish in her hands. She wiped her hands on her apron with a smile and came forward to ask, "How are you going to eat this carp, madam?"

"Let's braise half and steam the other half."

"Okay, Madam, please go wash your hands and take a rest. Dinner will be served soon."

"Well, there's Madam Lao."

"Your Highness, what are you talking about? This is what we servants should do."

Jiang Muyu handed the fish to Nanny Huang and went to the study with the wine bottle.

From some information she had heard recently, this place was only a dozen miles away from the nearest city, the war had not yet spread, and the scene in the city was relatively stable and peaceful.

She planned to go to the city to take a look in two days.

Since she was free anyway, she might as well find something to do. She couldn't help in the war, but she could still make money.

No matter what the world is like, money is always the foundation of one's life.

She did what she said. On the third day, she rented a carriage and took Yunyan into the city.

Since she had talked to Yunyan in advance, she got the pass to enter the city from Qingsi, so entering the city was very smooth.

The city scenes of Xuancang Kingdom and Tiangan Kingdom are completely different. Xuancang is located in the east and Tiangan is located in the south. Generally speaking, Xuancang is more prosperous.

Especially during the New Year, even this small border town is prosperous, with lights and decorations everywhere, making it almost impossible to tell that it is now in the midst of war.

There are shops lining both sides of the street, and vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the street. The warm afternoon sun shines softly on the red bricks and green tiles or the brightly colored eaves of the pavilions, adding a bit of haziness and poetry to the prosperous town scenery in front of you.

Jiang Muyu strolled along the street for an entire afternoon, visiting rouge and powder shops, clothing shops, satin shops, etc.

She found that Xuan Cang's style was similar to Tian Qian's, except that their clothing was more distinctive, with stronger colors and more exaggerated jewelry.

She suddenly thought of some ethnic costumes she had seen in modern times. The exaggerated patterns and bright colors were very distinctive. They might not be very popular in the country of Tianqian, where the folk customs were gentle, but they might be easily sought after by people in the country of Xuancang, where people were more outspoken and enthusiastic.

Thinking of this, she already had a plan in mind.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. Why don't we stay in the city for one night and go back tomorrow?" Yun Yan suggested.

Jiang Muyu nodded: "Okay."

Although the city seemed relatively stable, it was not necessarily the case outside the city. During the war, there were refugees and bandits everywhere, and they were just two weak women, so it was not safe to walk on the road at night.

So the master and servant found an inn to stay temporarily.

At night, Jiang Muyu sat by the window and looked at the scene outside. Red lanterns were hung in front of every house on both sides of the street. Although it was not the night market period, there were still one or two vendors setting up stalls and hawking their wares on the street.

Right below her window there was a small stall selling wontons. The stall owner was an old man with a white beard and a young man, who looked like a grandfather and grandson.

Occasionally, passers-by would stop to eat a bowl of wontons, and sometimes ask for a bowl of noodle soup. Wontons cost six cents a bowl, while noodle soup only cost one cent.

Jiang Muyu lay on the edge of the window and watched for a long time.

Until a familiar figure entered her sight, and she suddenly widened her eyes.

I saw a group of people passing by the wonton stall, led by a tall man in black clothes, with long black hair tied with a red headband. His profile was as delicate as white jade, his nose was high and straight, his lips were moist and thin, and his jawline was soft but sharp.

She suddenly stood up: "Liang Qingchen?!"