ion was faint and unconcerned."Do I have a pregnancy or not You know better than me. Did you used to squat in the corner"Jiang Wan rolled her eyes, and Shen Qian's face turned pale with anger. "How da...Soon the sky was getting light, and Ginger went to the kitchen before everyone else woke up.

She must have gained some reputation because even the kitchen staff, including the head chef, were very polite to her.

>I also gave her a stove so she could cook.

Ginger readily accepted the offer. She kneaded some flour and steamed some buns and flatbreads, and also cooked some meat patties.

When Song Jiubian and the others got up, Jiang Wan had already prepared a basket of dried food.

"Sister-in-law, why didn't you call me to join you"

Song Jiuli was a little annoyed with herself. She blamed herself for sleeping like a pig and not thinking of helping her sister-in-law more.

"Seeing you sleeping so soundly, I didn't wake you."

Ginger thought to herself, "If we keep taking things from the space together, it's going to be inconvenient."

She handed out a meat patty to each person, and everyone also had a bowl of steaming hot soup.

The aroma was so enticing that everyone in the room drooled, but no one dared to step forward. They could only watch silently as they ate.

Perhaps because everyone's eyes were too direct, they ate very quickly, finishing in three or two bites. Song Jiuli went to wash the dishes.

Then Song Daniu began to pack her belongings, and Jiang Wan gave Song Jiubian acupuncture by the way.

This time when she went to An County, she didn't have time to give him acupuncture, but he recovered well anyway.

Having settled on today's departure, everyone conscientiously packed their luggage. It was at this moment that Wen Ruoyu, who had been missing for several days, emerged.

"Song girl, I have some things I want to talk to you about. Can I"

"Sounds good."

Jiang Wan smiled and got up, but was suddenly pulled back by Song Jiu's sleeve, "I'll go with you."

I can handle it.

Ginger soothed patted Song Jiubian's hand, but Song Jiubian still insisted.

"I know, but..."

Let's go.

The gentle smile at the door was like warm jade, and she even proactively said, "I borrowed a wheelchair."

Ginger and Song Jiubian looked at each other, confirming that this fellow had come prepared.

This inn doesn't have wheelchairs, he must have ulterior motives for bringing one.

"Jiū Chí, take good care of Mother and Lí'er."

Ginger solemnly instructed Song Jiuxi, who nodded seriously.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will take good care of your mother and Li'er."

After he finished speaking, he lifted Song Jiubian onto the wheelchair. Jiang Wan then pushed the wheelchair, and said to Wen Ruyu.

"Let's go."

"Well, Miss Song, you mentioned needing some herbs before, and I found some."

Because I don't know what you need, come with me and choose what you want.

Wen Ru Yu's smile was like that of a person acting innocent, appearing harmless like a big-tailed wolf.

"Then we should tell the magistrate first."

Ginger cautiously said, "Resulting in Yu once again smiling, "Rest assured, I have already spoken with Ren Bang about it."

"The place where you get medicine is just ahead, not far. It's about a quarter of an hour's walk there and back."

"Alright."

Ginger's heart had already risen with caution, it seemed this fellow wasn't coming here for good.

That's right, he was always the Sixth Prince's person, so there was definitely no good intentions.

Ginger and Song Jiubian looked at each other, their eyes conveying a shared understanding.

Out of the inn, Wen Ru Yu took the initiative to talk to them, "I heard that Song's wife solved the smallpox."

I'm still a little disbelieving, after all, no one in history has ever been able to save someone with smallpox. I thought about it all night.

Song's wife could even solve problems with celestial flowers, so the detox pills she made must be quite good. Therefore, she couldn't wait to take you to see the herbs.

"It seems that Young Master Wen trusts me very much."

Ginger smirked, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "You seem to trust me completely. Everyone else is worried I won't make it back in time."

I didn't expect you to have the medicinal herbs ready as well. It seems I can't disappoint Master Wen's trust.

"That makes sense."

Song Jiubian's cooperative agreement made Wen Ruoyu feel a sense of dissonance.

No, this plan was just thought up by him and his master last night. It's impossible for it to have been leaked. They definitely wouldn't be able to sense it.

Thinking this way, Wen Ru Yu's mind calmed down. She led them forward.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Jiang Wan and Song Jiubian realized there was a thatched cottage in front of them.

Wen Ru Yu excitedly said to them, "I found a doctor, he collected quite a few herbs, they should be inside. Let's go have a look."

"Hmm."

Ginger tightened her grip on the wheelchair, her mind slipping into the space and retrieving a dagger and a packet of poison.

Ready, Ginger relaxed and followed him into the courtyard.

"Doctor Li"

Wen Ru Yu called out a few times, "I brought people to pick herbs, are you home"

Since no one replied, Wen Ru Yu simply pushed the door open. There was no one inside the room.

What made both Jiang Wan and Song Jiubian speechless was that it was an abandoned thatched hut.

There wasn't much furniture inside, perhaps it had been hastily cleaned once, but it was still obvious that no one had been there for a long time.

Wen Ru Yu's eyes held a hint of confusion as she apologetically addressed Jiang Wan:

"I made an appointment to meet him here, he probably hasn't arrived yet. I'll go greet him."

"Alright, we'll be waiting for you here."

Ginger seemed not to notice anything amiss, and even smiled at Wen Ru Yu with a look of trust.

Wen Ru Yu took a few steps away from the house, and even thoughtfully closed the door.

It seems the key lies within this house.

Song Jiubian's voice was cold and clear, fortunate that he had followed along. Otherwise, with just Jiang Wan, a young girl, he wouldn't have felt at ease.

"Don't move, I'll look around."

There's nothing out of the ordinary, at a glance, nothing suspicious.

She decided to just start looking, and as she turned her head, she saw Song Jiubian standing there looking for something.

"Can you... leave now"

"Not yet."

Song Jiubian shook his head regretfully, "All we can do now is stand here for a short time."

You'd better just stay seated here. Leave this to me. Since he dared bring us here, there must be someone keeping an eye on us in the shadows.

Ginger thought to herself, the Sixth Prince's people were probably watching them from not far away in the thatched hut.

"Hmm."

Song Jiuyuan obediently sat down, his pale fingertips pushing the wheelchair. Suddenly, he noticed something was amiss with the bed in front of him.

He channeled his internal energy, exerting just a slight amount of force, and lifted the board covering the collapsed opening, revealing a dark tunnel beneath.

"It seems the secret lies beneath. Song Jiubian, you keep watch for me outside, I'll go down and have a look."

Jiang Wan actually hasn't figured out the intentions of the Sixth Prince and his people, but she needs to act quickly.

"Okay."

Song Jiubian was self-aware. With his current frail body, continuing would only hold them back. He completely trusted Jiang Wan and decided to rely on her.

Jiang Wan skillfully flipped over the collapsed bed and went down the stairs. Only then did she discover that underneath the thatched cottage was a secret room.

Inside was pitch black. Ginger pulled out a candle and lit it, her pupils contracting the next second.

She thought she knew the Sixth Prince's intentions. This was to frame her and Song Jiubian.

She saw that the room contained some weapons and provisions. She carefully searched through them and even found a forged treasonous letter supposedly written by the sixth prince to incite rebellion.

Well now, he even wants to use Song Jiubian's name to get rid of those pesky officials in the capital. though she was hurting, she still chose to pretend not to understand the dismissive tone in Song Jiajia's voice."Hmm."Song Jiajia suddenly thought of Ginger Wan, the person she used to hate the most....