The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

Bai Qing's smile deepened: "Go if you want. It'll be a good opportunity for the children to see what a real master is."

Qin Yanwan glanced at her: "How old am I? The younger generation is having fun, what am I supposed to do? Am I just an eyesore or a laughingstock?"

Although she said that, her eyes still couldn't help but look towards the arrow-throwing game.

After a moment, she finally couldn't help but say, "But your son's strength and power are really skillful, much better than mine."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qing immediately smiled and complimented him, "Ayu is quite good too. I haven't seen him lose many times in all these years of pitch-pot; it's all thanks to your excellent teaching."

Qin Yanwan's lips curled up slightly, but she was a very self-controlled person after all, and only said lightly, "It's still a little short. There's nothing I can do about it. That's just how talent is."

The idea that diligence can make up for lack of talent is a lie.

Some things are simply a matter of being born good.

Even so, there was a clear hint of maternal pride in her eyes: "But it's alright, as long as you don't embarrass me when you go out, I'll be content."

The ability to carve a piece of rotten wood into a useful tool—isn't that a remarkable skill?

Bai Qing was amused by her.

On the other side, Zhou Wanru was sitting next to Langhua, peeling oranges for her by hand.

Although she is now a grandmother, she treats Langhua the same way she did when she was still a young maiden.

"It's fortunate that the marriage alliance didn't go through."

Zhou Wanru said in a low voice, "Those days almost scared me to death."

As she spoke, she looked at Langhua with concern: "You must have been terrified back then too."

Langhua reached out and took the orange segment, but did not eat it immediately.

She had calmed down considerably, but upon hearing her mother's words, her heart suddenly ached, and a tear instantly welled up in her eyes.

She couldn't help but think of her past life, and of her mother who always disagreed with her.

For the sake of the Fucha family's so-called future, they helped the Empress Dowager, Ruyi, and everyone else, gradually pushing her to the brink of despair.

She was clearly scared and desperate at that time, but when she looked back, there wasn't a single person who was truly on her side.

Looking at Zhou Wanru in front of her again, Langhua couldn't help but feel a pang of almost painful gratitude.

"Who can argue with that?"

She said softly, "Fortunately, our Ning'er is still loved by someone."

Zhou Wanru understood the meaning behind those words.

Her eyes were a little red, but her heart was full of relief. Although Third Sister had married into the royal family, she had met someone who knew how to love children. Although she was muddle-headed and indecisive in small matters, she was clear-headed in important matters.

He then reached out and patted Langhua's hand gently, saying, "The Liao Kingdom's willingness to accept tribute in place of the princess's marriage is a good solution. Money is something you can't take with you when you die. If it can buy some peace, it's worth it no matter what."

Langhua nodded, "That makes sense."

Forget about saving face or saving substance; in this matter, she'd rather be shortsighted.

As long as I can save my daughter, what does it matter if it costs more money?

She was more than happy to do it, without feeling the slightest bit of heartache!

Just as Langhua was about to speak, a childish yet resolute voice suddenly rang out beside her: "Grandmother is wrong! Money can buy peace for a year or two, but it can't buy lasting peace. The Liao people are greedy wolves that can never be satisfied. Only when we beat them until they cry will they truly submit!"

The mother and daughter both paused, turned their heads, and saw a small figure standing beside them at some point.

Zhao Sheng, whose childhood name was Congge'er, had just turned five years old. He was only up to an adult's waist, and his cheeks were still chubby. Yet, he held a small wooden sword horizontally in his hand, striking a majestic pose.

"Wait until I grow up! I'll beat them! I'll beat them until they cry for their parents and beg for mercy on their knees! I'll beat them so badly they'll never dare to covet my Song Dynasty princess again!"

Langhua and Zhou Wanru exchanged a glance.

The next moment, they both burst out laughing.

Congge'er had initially thought his words were quite impressive, but when he saw that his mother and grandmother not only didn't praise him but also laughed at him, he became furious.

I was so angry I stomped my feet!

Zhou Wanru quickly suppressed her laughter and coaxed him, "Alright, alright, our Cong-ge'er will definitely be a majestic and awe-inspiring general in the future."

Langhua, however, wouldn't tolerate him: "Your older brothers and sisters are all playing over there. What are you doing here eavesdropping on the adults' conversation?"

Congge was taken aback, his eyes darted around, and he quickly found an excuse: "I'm hungry."

He said matter-of-factly, "I wanted to get some food."

Langhua smiled but remained silent.

Just then, the aroma of roasted meat wafted over from not far away, along with Bai Ye's voice calling to his younger siblings.

"Don't steal it! Don't steal it!"

"Yes, we have them all!"

It turned out that Bai Ye had set up a small barbecue grill at some point.

He was personally demonstrating to a group of younger siblings how to find food, hunt, and make a fire if they were ever stranded in the middle of nowhere.

He spoke with great enthusiasm and intonation, describing how to determine the wind direction, how to find dry firewood, how to skin a rabbit, and how to remove the fishy smell from a fish.

The younger children were so captivated by him that they didn't even blink.

Congge'er's eyes lit up immediately. He abandoned the small wooden sword in his hand, tossed it aside, and ran towards Bai Ye.

"Big cousin! Big cousin! I didn't hear you! Say it again!"

Bai Ye raised an eyebrow and, without hesitation, immediately began his story again: "When my grandfather passed through that wasteland, he only saw..."

Zhao Yu stood to the side, rolling his eyes as he listened, thinking to himself, "Can the eminent monks of Daxiangguo Temple summon demons?"

I think Bai Ye looked better when he first came back.

Zhang Bihua laughed heartily as she watched, and Langhua shook her head with a smile as well.

Zhou Wanru even laughed and scolded, "These brats, they're all the same."

After saying that, she looked at Zhang Bihua and said confidently, "It's a good thing you only gave birth to daughters. If you ask me, your good fortune is yet to come."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Yue'er, who had just received the kebabs, came running over, holding the kebabs high in her hand, and said in her childish voice, "Grandma, eat!"

Zhou Wanru's heart melted: "Oh my goodness."

Yao'er followed closely behind, running up to Zhang Bihua and holding up the string of pearls in her hand: "Mother, eat."

Zhang Bihua's eyes immediately crinkled with laughter.

The youngest, Wu'er, seeing that her older sisters all had someone to feed, held her own meat skewer and wobbled over to Langhua, saying, "Auntie, eat!"

Langhua looked down at the little girl's soft face, her heart softening.

She bent down, took a small bite, and smiled, "It smells so good."

Wu'er immediately smiled so much that her eyes narrowed.

Qin Yanwan and Bai Qing couldn't help but cast envious glances at this scene.

Zhang Bihua looked proud, while Zhou Wanru held Yue'er and showered her with affection.

Langhua smiled and gently touched Wu'er's soft face, her heart filled with affection.

But as she was laughing, she suddenly remembered something.

What about her daughters?