rent. This filled Wen Ru Yu with a sense of unease."I had some steamed buns prepared. Song, you can go take a few to tide yourself over."He flashed a harmless smile, so much so that if Ginger hadn't b..."Tell me more!"

The sixth prince gritted his teeth, this was exactly the same as the scene when the sixth prince's mansion was robbed.

As expected, Yingwei said, "The storeroom, kitchen, even the cellar have all been emptied. Now there's only an empty house left."

Pff!

The Sixth Prince spat out a mouthful of old blood, his pupils widened, and he collapsed straight onto the couch.

"Your Highness!!"

……

When chaos reigned in the Sixth Prince's manor, Jiang Wan had already safely returned to the inn.

It was already getting light, Ginger retrieved a few cotton coats from the space and put them in her knapsack, then took out some food.

When she slowly walked into the inn, Ren Bang was sitting at the inn's entrance.

"Brother Ren."

Ginger adhered to her principle of "what's embarrassing for others isn't embarrassing for me," and greeted Ren Bang with a smile.

Ren Bang had no time to worry about where she had gone. He only sighed and asked, "How is the situation outside"

Not good.

Speaking of this, Jiang Wan's face tightened, "I went outside to check the situation, it was a mess out there, you listen."

"The wind is howling outside," Ginger said, her expression serious. "This wind seems like it's about to pick up again. We'd best not set out now."

"What might happen on the road is really uncertain."

Here, at least there is an inn, a place where we can temporarily find shelter.

Let me think about it.

Ren Bang was in a state of disarray, scratching his head and muttering to himself that this time he was truly unlucky. He wasn't even sure if he could deliver the person to the barbarian lands on time.

"Okay."

This time, Ginger didn't say much, because on the way back she had already noticed that the wind was growing stronger.

This is also why she took out her quilted jacket, you never know when a heavy downpour might start. At that point, Ren Bong wouldn't even be able to leave if he wanted to.

When Ginger finally returned to the room, everyone had already gotten up. Song Jiubian gave her a faint glance and said nothing.

Ginger then suddenly remembered that because there were so many people last night, she seemed to have forgotten to give him acupuncture. So she handed her cotton-padded coat to the madam.

"Mother, it's probably going to be windy and rainy outside. Please put on another layer of clothing, and divide the rest among everyone."

"Good!"

Song Daniu's wife hurriedly agreed, but when it was time to divide the clothes, she kept the thickest one for Ginger.

Ginger's heart warmed. If at first she had been kind to Song Da Niangzi because of the original host, now she truly felt the warmth of affection.

Before dawn had fully broken, Song Jiubian slept in the corner, with Song Jichu and Song Jiuli shielding everyone's view. Ginger Wan expertly administered needles to him.

After the acupuncture ended, Song Jiubian suddenly spoke: "Jiang Wan, come closer, I have something to ask you."

With too many people in the house, Song Jiubian didn't want others to hear their conversation. Ginger Wan understood and helped him put on his clothes.

"You asked."

"My leg, will it be able to walk soon"

Song Jiu-yuan lowered his voice, his breath spraying onto her earlobe. Jiang Wan strained to ignore the strange feeling and replied in a low voice:

"Yes, once I've finished these pills you'll be able to try walking. Just..."

Jiang Wan thought of the Emperor Dog and couldn't help but say, "There are many people who don't want you to return to power."

"I know."

Song Jiubian glanced at the person who had been staring at him from afar, and smiled: "I will deal with the people in the dark as soon as possible."

Yes, there have always been Emperor Gou's informants within the exile squad, so even though Song Jiubian hasn't done anything these days, he has been observing every day.

Observing everyone's words and deeds, he has already set his sights on the target.

"Okay, I'll cooperate fully with you."

Ginger tilted her head and smiled. "Oh right, I have a feeling we still can't leave today."

Ginger was right, when everyone had finished packing and came to the inn's lobby, the wind outside was about as strong as it was last night.

The wind and sand were mixed with rain, making it impossible to see the road ahead. Even if they wanted to walk, it wouldn't be easy.

Ren Bangchou's hair was almost pulled out by him, his heart silently praying for a quick recovery.

Besides them, there were many other guests in the inn. At this moment, they all stood by the door, each with a furrowed brow and a worried expression.

At this moment, Pan Hongyan walked up to Jiang Wan and said, "Miss Song, this is the ginseng we bought. What do you think"

He handed a box to Jiang Wan, they had hurried to the inn yesterday when it was windy.

Mr. Chu was feeling a bit unwell from the wind and was resting at the moment.

Ginger quietly pried open a sliver of the box and immediately shut it, "I'll make the Heart Protecting Pills as soon as possible."

This rain hasn't stopped yet, so Jiang Wan simply sat in a corner and slowly ground her herbs.

Compared to the worries of an official position, those who were exiled actually enjoyed this kind of weather, even feeling a secret sense of joy in their hearts.

Since they can't walk, it means they can rest.

Looking at the joy in their eyes, Ginger shook her head helplessly. Some people can only see happiness in the moment.

I had never thought about it, what if we stayed here too long and couldn't leave What would they eat and use

"Sir, please help me find my mother!"

Lao Er Song appeared, his face pale and haggard. His usual ragged appearance was now etched with sorrow, as if he were deeply heartbroken.

Ginger saw through it, and said, "He's just trying to comfort himself."

"Such a big storm, you have to find it yourself."

Ren Bang glanced coldly at Song Lao Er, he really looked down upon such a person.

Song Lao Er looked out the window. The wind was howling outside, and in no time at all, water began dripping from the edge of the inn's door.

The innkeeper's brow was furrowed, and he nervously clicked his abacus. While it was gratifying to have so many guests, the dwindling supplies in his kitchen were causing him serious concern.

"You are responsible for your own food, clothing and shelter. I will notify you when it's time to leave."

Ren Bang had a headache, so he simply returned to the large dormitory. Outside, with this devilish weather, no one dared to venture out.

For breakfast, they didn't cook. Ginger retrieved some fruit and hardtack biscuits from her knapsack.

Song Jiuli's little face was beaming with a smile, "My feet have blisters, just in time for a rest."

"Let's pick some medicinal herbs."

Jiang Wan handed Song Jiuli a bottle of medicinal herbs she had ground herself. However, Song Jiu's expression was not very good.

"The ingredients generally stored at inns are insufficient. With so many people in the inn, they're probably only enough for today's consumption."

And they, too, were exiles. Those ingredients were not theirs to have.

The smile on Song Jiuli's face, which had been full of joy and delight, vanished. She immediately turned to their own knapsack and said proudly:

We have food.

First, the firewood is not enough.

Ginger calmly analyzed, "Second, when ingredients are scarce, all that wild boar meat becomes a burden."

Song Jiubian nodded in agreement, "So we must always keep an eye on our luggage."

Especially you, Song Jiuli, don't lose your way just because someone offers you some sweetness.

"I understand."

Song Jiuli hung her head in dejection. At this moment, Chen Wenhao ran in from outside and plunged directly into Mrs. Chen's arms.

"Mother, it seems that the young man in white yesterday was distributing food to everyone."

A young man in white

Ginger quickly thought of Bai Ruyu, he is good at buying people's hearts, but I wonder if when he himself can't even eat enough later, he will regret it!ust that this matter isn't a small one."What do you saySong Jiu-yuan rubbed his fingertips together, feeling a bit nervous inside, but his face remained unusually calm.Ginger moved closer to him, her...