with some doubt. The noble ladies of Kyoto all thought gold was vulgar, but she wasn't the same."Wrong!"Ginger arched her eyes, "I don't just like gold, I like gold and silver jewelry, anything valua...Ginger's words made the Sixth Prince's expression ugly. She was clearly trying to embarrass him, her heart full of malice.

"Young Master," Hua Xiao lightly tugged on his sleeve, trying to comfort him. However, the Sixth Prince ignored her and instead looked straight at Chu Xiaoyun.

Sure enough, his face didn't look good, but he was still kind to Jiang Wan.

"Not rush."

Chu Xiaojun hadn't expected to be difficult, let alone that Ginger Wan looked unwell at this moment.

Her clothes were stained with blood, and not only hers. Song Jiubian had also been supporting her just now, so his clothes were covered in blood too. It was quite a frightening sight.

Zhu Xiaochun couldn't help but glance at the sixth prince with a faint disapproval. It left her with a bad impression of him.

For his own self-interest, Song Jiubian repeatedly harms those who have given so much to Da Feng. If such a person were to take that position, it would be the beginning of suffering for the people.

Chu Xiaochun's eyes were so obvious, the Sixth Prince wasn't stupid either, naturally feeling it. He swept over Song Jiubian and Jiang Wan, a flash of malice in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, forcing down the anger welling up inside him, and said to Chu Xiaogun:

"Master Chu, I still need to deal with those bandits. I'll take my leave first."

He refused to explain, simply stating that he was the sixth prince. Surely, he was entitled to deal with an exiled person

"Goodbye."

Master Chu's attitude towards the Sixth Prince has become noticeably colder. Yesterday in the other courtyard, they were actually getting along quite well.

The sixth prince clenched his fist, not looking at Ginger and Song Jiubian. He was afraid he would be angered to death, so he directly flipped onto his horse.

"Let's go!"

He winked at the county magistrate not far away, and the magistrate hurriedly ordered his officers to escort the bandits.

"Sixth Young Master…"

Huāxiǎo glared at Jiāngwǎn, then thickened her skin and flipped onto her horse to follow.

Ginger:...

It's fine if you chase after men, but what's your problem with glaring at me

"Hongyan, give Song's husband and wife two sets of clothes."

Chu Xiaojun saw that Ginger Waist was fine and let out a sigh of relief. Luckily, this girl was a doctor, or she definitely wouldn't have made it just now.

"It's alright, Lao Chu. My husband and I have other clothes."

Ginger hastily refused, she had plenty of clothes in her space, but as an exile it was not appropriate to wear anything too extravagant.

But the fabric she wore underneath was of the finest quality. Dressed in coarse hemp robes on the outside, no one else could tell.

Although she refused, Pan Hongyan still stuffed her with two sets of ordinary clothes. There were no women in their team, so these were the smallest size men's clothing.

All of them are brand new, never worn before. Ginger readily smiled in response.

Thank you, sir.

"Hmm."

Zhu Xiaojun returned to the carriage with a grim face, resting and looking in a bad mood. After all, the sixth prince was the person he initially favored.

Ginger was fine. Some were happy, some were sad. The Song family, of course, was overjoyed. But the elder members of the Song family were so angry they were about to spit blood.

Especially Song Lao Er, feeling the piercing pain in his body, he hated Jiang Wan to the bone.

"This won't kill him!"

"My dear husband, don't worry yet. She will die sooner or later!"

Song Erniang also glared viciously at Jiang Wan. If looks could kill, Jiang Wan felt she might be killed by her gaze.

"Song Niangzi, are you alright"

Ren Bang strode over, his concerned nephew Xiao Deng trailing behind him.

"Don't worry, Ren Ge. I'm fine. Although I felt a sharp pain just now, it's gone after taking the medicine."

While Ginger hides her talents well, she also occasionally reveals glimpses of her abilities.

Only then would Ren Bang look at her with admiration. Sure enough, Xiao Deng looked at Jiang Wan with admiration on his face.

"Ginger sister, you are so amazing!"

"Cunning tricks, all for the sake of survival."

Ginger chuckled wryly, as if making light of the situation, but everyone knew she was putting on a brave face.

"There's a cave ahead, you can go in and change your clothes."

Ren Bang looked at Jiang Wan and Song Jiu-yuan's appearances, and couldn't help but sigh.

If Jiang Wan really died today because the Sixth Prince was gone, he would be helpless. As an ordinary clerk, he couldn't do anything to a prince.

Thank you, Brother Ren!

Ginger smiled and thanked him, not blaming him at all. People were selfish, she had never expected him to disregard his own safety to save her.

Song Jiuchi carried Song Jiuyuan on his back, Jiang Wan held the clothes and silver needle pack, and they entered a small mountain cave.

As dusk approached, the cave grew dark. Song Jiuci kindly started a fire for them before leaving the cave.

"You change first."

Song Jiubian sat by the fire with his back to Jiang Wan. If you looked closely, you could see that the tips of his ears were pink.

However, Ginger felt sticky and uncomfortable, she didn't hesitate. "Okay."

A rustling sound came from behind him. Song Jiubian's bony fingers, clutching the burning stick, tightened their grip.

Images of Jiang Wan involuntarily popped into my mind. She was changing her clothes.

"Ah!"

Ginger let out a soft cry, and Song Jiubian immediately stood up, anxiously asking, "What's wrong with you"

"It's nothing, I just slipped a little."

Jiang Wan calmly adjusted her belt, which had loosened. She had just stepped on a pebble while changing her trousers.

But when she met Song Jiubian's concerned gaze, her gaze gradually fell on Song Jiubian's legs.

"Song Jiubian, can you stand up"

Song Jiu Yuan: !!!

He suddenly came to his senses, his eyes falling on his own legs. He... he really stood up

Consciousness returned, and Song Jiubian only then realized his leg was aching terribly, a piercing pain. Jiang Wan ran over quickly to support him.

"It will take another hundred days for a bone injury to fully heal, your leg has recovered quite a bit though. It's best to rest and slowly rebuild it."

It's only been a little over a month, and if it weren't for the spiritual spring water, I wouldn't have recovered this quickly.

"I know."

Song Jiu-yuan obediently sat down, not daring to exert any more force. But under his sleeve, his hand clenched tightly.

He was excited. He thought he would never be able to stand up again, but he didn't expect to have this day of recovery.

His emotions were too volatile. Jiang Wan narrowed her finely drawn brows and said softly, "Song Jiubian, calm down."

"Ginger, thank you!" Song Jiubian stared deeply at Ginger with his profound eyes, as if they held stars, causing Ginger to be momentarily lost in thought. However, she quickly regained her composure.

"Put on some other clothes first, and I'll give you acupuncture."

"Good!"

Song Jiubian calmed down his excited emotions. Jiang Wan was considerate and turned her back to him.

After he changed his clothes, Jiang Wan used their old clothes to make a bed on the ground for Song Jiu Yuan to lie on.

She skillfully inserted the silver needles into his body. Her movements were gentle, and when she was serious, her face was expressionless. When she got closer, a sweet scent drifted into his nose.

Song Jiuyuan's breath hitched for a moment, but Jiang Wan didn't notice. After applying the acupuncture, she sat quietly beside him, combing through her slightly messy hair.

The atmosphere was very tranquil, with only the crackling sound of the burning firewood.

"Ginger, actually you didn't need to take that drumstick for me today."

Song Jiu's expression was complex. She had blocked more than just the drumstick; she even absorbed the resentment of the Sixth Prince. I'm afraid the Sixth Prince already holds a grudge against her.alt pool wasn't large, but the guards were very strict. Ginger's palms flipped, a bamboo tube appearing in her hand.As the smoke drifted in, the guards at the gate gradually began to feel sleepy. In a...