The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

"If we could find the little boy from back then to say a few words for us, it might make things easier."

Su Ziqing wasn't trying to take advantage of the situation; she just felt that having someone she knew to help make the connection was better than the rest of them running around like headless flies.

Given the instability at the border, they had agreed beforehand not to reveal their true identities.

They were just ordinary scholars with a modest fortune.

Su Qiruo thought about it and felt that Su Ziqing made sense.

"Alright, I'll leave this to you. Just say that you helped him back then, and don't drag me into it."

She had almost caused Si Qianling to be framed because of a bad romantic interest, so she has been very careful in her actions ever since, and will never give other men the chance to get close to her.

Su Ziqing stared blankly at Su Qiruo, who had ridden away on horseback, utterly speechless.

How could someone be so afraid of their wife?

Si Qianling is certainly good, but she's not that good!

Spurring her horse to follow, Su Ziqing shook her head and sighed.

It's because she's all alone and can't understand what it feels like to like someone.

Someday in the future, she may meet a soulmate, and the two will be of one mind.

She might also follow the ancestral custom of marrying a husband and taking concubines, just like her elder sister, to continue her lineage.

Since her best friend needed her help, she wouldn't refuse.

After traveling for about ten more days, they finally stopped in a small town.

The town was bustling with activity, and many merchants came and went. Judging from their clothing, it was clear that there were not only people from Dongling, but also many people from other ethnic groups.

This is common at the border between the two countries. After the opening of the border trade, people of all ethnic groups traded here and obtained what they needed.

This was also a new policy introduced by Dongling after it subdued the surrounding tribes. Only when the people have the ability to survive can the world be at peace.

An Shou summoned his men, who had been disguised as peddlers and had been guarding the town, to lead Su Qiruo and her party to the best inn in town.

The wooden inn on the second floor has a strong ethnic flavor.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged woman who greeted Su Qiruo and her group with a smile as soon as they entered. Bai Lu stood silently in front of Su Qiruo and casually tossed out a small ingot of gold.

"We've booked the entire inn."

The shopkeeper held the gold ingots in both hands, his smile so wide it almost disappeared from his eyes.

"Hey, hey, alright! Please come in, distinguished guests. Please rest assured, we guarantee no one will disturb you here."

Border towns are no safer than Kyoto; those who do business here have all paid protection money.

We've finally found a generous customer; we have to treat him well.

I hope they stay a little longer so I can earn more money.

"Please trouble the shopkeeper to have someone send over more hot water."

"Of course, of course, I'll send it over to you right away."

Bai Lu followed the waiter who was leading the way, walking at the front and keeping a watchful eye on everything around her.

The hidden guards, who had been lurking in the shadows, all found their positions, and the entire inn was completely surrounded.

As soon as Si Qianling entered the room, he collapsed onto the bed. He was utterly exhausted from the journey.

He alternated between riding in a carriage and on horseback, but that didn't stop his legs from swelling, becoming painful and swollen.

Zhi Shu and Zhi Yu also came, and their condition wasn't much better than Si Qianling's.

Si Qianling felt sorry for them because of their arduous journey, so she didn't call anyone to come and serve them.

There were only Su Qiruo and him in the room.

"Your legs hurt again? Here, let me massage them for you."

Su Qiruo half-squatted by the bed, lifted Si Qianling's legs and was about to take off his boots, but Si Qianling stopped her with his hand.

"I can do it myself." (End of Chapter)