Three years later,

"Princess, Jiang Qing has already intercepted our food team with the rebels. Our current food supply can't last long." The soldier rushed into the camp and reported the latest military information to Xia Wanyuan.

In the tent, Xia Wanyuan was discussing the next step with the generals.

Hearing this news, obvious panic appeared on the others' faces. Everyone looked at Xia Wanyuan in unison.

Three years ago, after parting ways with Jun Shiling, Xia Wanyuan and Xia Wei went to find the subordinates of the previous dynasty.

These subordinates had risked their lives with the late emperor back then. They naturally treated Xia Wanyuan and Xia Wei as if they were their biological children and helped them.

After the previous dynasty fell, the previous forces were scattered everywhere because they no longer had a backbone that could gather them.

As for Xia Wanyuan, she was the princess of the previous dynasty, and Xia Wei was the legitimate crown prince. With the two of them holding down the fort, those scattered subordinates slowly gathered.

In the past three years, Xia Wanyuan's forces had gradually grown. They had already occupied about two-thirds of the south of the Yellow River and looked north of the Yellow River occupied by Jiang Qing.

Three years ago, Jiang Qing had raided Long Guan but could not find Xia Wanyuan and Xia Wei. At first, he had thought that Xia Wanyuan and Xia Wei had returned to the present with the memories of their previous lives.

However, after fighting with Xia Wanyuan for the past few years, doubts gradually arose in Jiang Qing's heart. Perhaps Xia Wanyuan and Xia Wei did not remember what had happened in their previous lives. It was only because time had reversed that some things had deviated.

Although Xia Wanyuan did not have the memories of her previous life, she had not been able to gain much of the upper hand in her fight with Jiang Qing over the years.

Because Xia Wanyuan had learned from Jun Shiling that Jiang Qing had memories of his previous life, all these years, when Xia Wanyuan made any decisions, she would immediately overturn her previous train of thought and use another method.

As a result, even if Jiang Qing knew what Xia Wanyuan had done in his previous life, it would be difficult for him to completely control the entire situation.

However, although Jiang Qing could not control Xia Wanyuan, he could control the others in the world. Their way of doing things did not change much from his previous life.

Although Xia Wanyuan had already instructed the team to change the route of transporting food in advance, there were not many official roads in this era. No matter how much they changed, there were always some roads that could not be detoured.

Jiang Qing waited at these places and intercepted all the food.

"Don't panic first." Xia Wanyuan gestured for the generals to quieten down. "How many days can our food last?"

"Three days." A general stood up. "Princess, the war with South County is tense. The battle definitely won't end in three days. If there's no food in three days, our team will completely return."

Xia Wanyuan looked down at the map, then pointed at Qinghu Town beside South County. "If I remember correctly, because of poverty, the previous years were tax-free. General Zhang, go and investigate here first."

Seeing where Xia Wanyuan was pointing, everyone had different expressions. "This is a poor town. I'm afraid..."

"Let's take a look first. If it doesn't work, we'll think of a way."

After Xia Wanyuan gave the order, the others could not say anything else. After the meeting ended, everyone left the tent and did their respective missions.

After everyone retreated, the curtain of the tent was pulled open and a tall figure walked in.

"Sister."

The person who entered was Xia Wei. After three years, Xia Wei had completely shed his youthfulness and become Xia Wanyuan's most trustworthy support.

"Mm." Xia Wanyuan was reading a memorial. "Is there any news of Xiao Yu and the rest?"

"Sister, Xiao Yu and the rest are staying well in Zhongnan Mountain. What news can there be?? You probably want to ask if there's any news of Jun Shiling, right??"

The brush in Xia Wanyuan's hand paused slightly, and the tip of the brush rippled on the paper. "Then, is there any news of him??"

"No, Sister, do you think this person disappeared?? It's been three years, and we've sent so many people to look for him, but there's no news at all."historical