On Doubao's birthday, the family quietly entered the palace and had a meal with the old emperor, and quietly returned to Dingzhou with a reward, and simply cleaned up, and the family quietly left the capital early in the morning and headed north.

At this time, the weather was gradually getting hotter, and since Sister Yin was overly frightened and suddenly came out with the word "mother", she never heard the little girl shout a second time, and Song Qingyun was sad for a while.

Along the way, Sister Yin pestered Mu Qingao, only hugging her father's neck and being coquettish, Doubao obediently accompanied her in order to comfort Song Qingyun's injured heart, and Song Qingyun took the opportunity to teach him some practical survival skills.

"Mother, you are much better than my father." Looking at the cowhide rope with a strong buckle, Doubao didn't untie it for a long time, and looked at his mother dejectedly, even so, the kid didn't forget to encourage his mother.

Song Qingyun found that some of her memories of her previous life were becoming more and more blurred, she had participated in outdoor first aid training and won the first place before, but now she really couldn't remember how to tie the carabiner, and as a result, she made a mess and tied the good cowhide rope into a dead knot.

The weather was too hot at noon, so Mu Qingao asked people to drive the carriage to a small forest to rest, the servants began to bury the stove and cook, and the family of four sat in the shade of the tree to enjoy the shade.

Dou Bao took advantage of Sister Yin's sleep to show the rope to Mu Qingao and asked him to help untie it.

Mu Qingao was accustomed to the surprising performance of his mother from time to time, so he patiently fiddled with the rope with Doubao, and when the father and son finally untied the first dead button, the two cheered happily.

"Mother, my dad has unbuttoned the first button." Not far away, Doubao waved his hand to her excitedly.

Song Qingyun responded, then handed the recipe in his hand to Guo's mother, and looked up at the sky, "The weather is so hot, it looks like it's going to rain!" ”

"Yes, madam, the prince said that after eating, he quickly pulled out the stove and went on the road, there is a small village nearby, and he can get there before dark."

I don't know if I didn't sleep well last night, after resting for a while, Song Qingyun's brain was drowsy and wanted to sleep, after the meal was ready, Mu Qingao patted her lightly, and asked with concern, "Is there something uncomfortable?" ”

"No, it's not, it's too hot, and people become lethargic."

After eating, the servants hurriedly packed up their things, Song Qingyun glanced at Sister Yin, who was tired of being in Mu Qingao's arms, and climbed into the car first and fell asleep.

"Mother Guo, look at Mrs. more, and tell me when she wakes up." Mu Qingao glanced at Song Qingyun worriedly, and took the two children in another carriage.

Halfway through, there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, and Jiang Ting, who went to explore the road in front, galloped back, and hurriedly said to the carriage that Mu Qingao was riding, "Lord Wang, there was a sudden rainstorm last night, and the small village in front of it has been flooded, and there is only high ground nearby, and my subordinates found a temple on the mountain in front of me, and I can only spend the night there tonight." ”

Fortunately, they didn't have much with them, and after the carriage entered the forest, the bean-sized raindrops crackled down, and everyone entered the temple before the rain became heavier.

"Light clouds? Light clouds? In a guest house in the backyard of the temple, Mu Qingao patted Song Qingyun's cheek in a panic, making such a big noise, she still couldn't wake up, why didn't she worry him?

"Huh?" Song Qingyun opened his eyes with difficulty, and found that the dust above his head was gray, and it took a long time for his thoughts to return to his body.

"Lord Wang, I've slept for a long time!" She was now as stiff as iron, and Mu Qingao helped her massage her a few times before she regained consciousness.

"Qingyun, you're scared me to death, why did you sleep so dead? I can't wake up even when I scream. ”

"I don't know, maybe I'm too sleepy." She sat up with a strong spirit, heard the sound of wind and rain outside, and subconsciously asked, "It's raining?" ”

"Well, we are now living at the temple on the mountain, and the small village in front of us has been flooded and we can't get through."

"Floods?" Song Qingyun looked out the window blankly, she seemed to be ...... in her dream Floating in the middle of the endless water all the time.

Subconsciously, the water that suddenly grew tall was not the sea, because she could hear cries for help and various debris constantly washing over her body.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Qingao hugged her in a panic and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead.

"Qing'ao ......" Song Qingyun's breathing became short, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Qingao, I see my father!"

Yes, my father in that time and space, the river rose and flooded my father's head, he struggled to stretch out his hands to save him, and even his father's open and closed mouth appeared clearly in front of her eyes, making her shudder.

"Qingyun, are you missing your parents? When you arrive in Liujia Village, build a mound for your parents-in-law, and you will have a place to commemorate it. Mu Qingao gently patted her back and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, but she was very nervous.

Guo's mother brought tea, and after Song Qingyun took a sip, her mood gradually calmed down.

"Mother Guo, you go and rest, I'll talk to the prince for a while."

Guo's mother understood that the two wanted to say something considerate, so she took the little girls out.

"Lord Wang, the father I dreamed of is my biological father in another place."

Song Qingyun wanted to tell him about her experience, this matter was like a big stone pressing on the bottom of her heart, she wanted to say it, although it was unbelievable, but she firmly believed that Mu Qingao would be a good listener.

"I'm not actually the real owner of this body, when I came here, Song Qingyun was already dead, and I was just her replacement."

Mu Qingao frowned and looked at her incomprehensibly.

Qingyun smiled bitterly, "I woke up to find myself lying by the river, ragged, penniless, and lost. ”

Mu Qingao's face turned red and looked at her in a panic.

"You mean, I killed the real Song Qingyun?"

"Nope."

Song Qingyun shook her head, she couldn't tell her about this matter, even if she hadn't met Mu Qingao at that time, she would definitely die, in the final analysis, it was her lifespan, but God made a joke and sent the ghost of another time and space over, and she borrowed the corpse to return the soul.

After explaining clearly, Mu Qingao, who had experienced a hundred battles, was also frightened, and it took a while to accept the facts in front of him.

"Let me explain why I have some things that are incompatible with Da Zhou, such as building houses, starting workshops, and strange nursery rhymes and stories."

"Where I came from......"

As Song Qingyun narrated, the wind and rain outside became more and more severe, the torrential rain was overwhelming, the mountain wind was howling, and the low temple seemed so small in the vast mountains.

And Mu Qingao's shock can no longer be described in any words.

Guo's mother sent the temple food, and found Mu Qingao and Song Qingyun lying side by side on the bed, and there was a note on the table, which was left for Doubao.

Song Qingyun wrote that the two of them were just too sleepy to sleep, and let Doubao take care of his sister, and the family would go on the road again tomorrow after the weather was fine.