Exiled to Lingnan, the Crown Prince's wife raises children, cultivates the land, and leads the

"An'an".

When Cheng Qiqi saw the rope break, a box of candy was thrown at her daughter's head, and her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

Cheng Qiqi rushed over, but they were too far apart.

When Heitu leaped forward and unhesitatingly pulled Jin Suian into his arms, his full beard suddenly looked much more pleasing to the eye.

"Uncle Beard."

Jin Suian was startled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"I'm fine."

Jin Mozhi's expression remained unchanged as he forced a smile to reassure everyone, "See, Uncle is alright."

Jin Mozhi pulled Jin Sui'an to stand aside, as if nothing had happened.

"My uncle saved my life, and I will repay him tenfold!"

Jin Sui'an's eyelashes were wet with tears, and her expression of wanting to repay kindness with her life made Jin Mozhi laugh.

"An'an, are you alright?"

Cheng Qiqi rushed forward, picked up her daughter, and saw the blood on Jin Mo's back. Judging from his words just now, he probably didn't want his daughter to feel guilty.

So, Cheng Qiqi made up an excuse and left with her daughter.

Back home, Cheng Qiqi was still shaken.

We should thank them properly.

Liu Suyi was embroidering a fan at home when she heard Cheng Qiqi talking about what happened at the sugar shop. She looked at Jin Sui'an with concern, worried that Jin Sui'an might be frightened, and even specially cooked some sugar water to calm her nerves.

After eating the sugar water, Jin Sui'an was coaxed to sleep.

After all, he's not even four years old yet.

"Mother, I want to deliver medicine to Heitu, but my identity makes it very inconvenient."

Cheng Qiqi was always mindful of her status as a widow. Even if Heitu was a eunuch, in the eyes of outsiders, he was still a guard.

"It's alright, I'll have your dad go see him."

As Liu Suyi spoke, she asked, "Is he injured?"

"It should be, but he didn't want An'an to feel guilty or upset, so he deliberately didn't let An'an know."

Cheng Qiqi explained, gave the medicine to Liu Suyi, and then went back to her room. She was so frightened that she wondered if An'an would have nightmares.

"Sister Qiqi, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not taking good care of Miss Sui'an."

Chun Tao had been squatting at the door. When he saw Cheng Qiqi coming over, he quickly stood up and apologized. His self-reproachful and guilty eyes almost overwhelmed him.

"Silly Chuntao."

Cheng Qiqi grabbed her hand, which was trembling with self-reproach, and said, "Who could have known the rope would suddenly break?"

"This isn't because you didn't take good care of her; it's just an accident, an accident that nobody wanted to see."

Cheng Qiqi comforted her, saying, "Chuntao, I want to make meat soup for An'an tonight."

"I'll go."

Chun Tao volunteered and then went to the kitchen to get busy.

Okay, get busy. As you get busy, you'll forget about feeling guilty.

In the middle of the night, Jin Sui'an indeed developed a fever.

Cheng Qiqi was prepared. After giving Jin Suiquan the fever-reducing medicine, he broke out in a sweat all over his body, and his fever gradually subsided.

I worked on it for most of the night.

The next day, when Cheng Qiqi got up, she felt like she was walking on cotton balls. She had only taken a few steps when she bumped into someone.

"sorry."

Cheng Qiqi snapped to attention and instantly snapped back to reality, instinctively apologizing.

"It was me... I didn't say anything."

Looking at her sleepy face and listening to her apology, Jin Mozhi's eyes revealed a thoughtful look as he asked, "Young Madam, your hometown is Zhangjiang. I've heard that Zhangjiang has a lot of fish."

"What does the abundance of Zhangjiang fish have to do with us?"

Cheng Qiqi tilted her head and subconsciously replied. The next moment, her heart tightened. Was Hei Tu testing her?

More than half a year has passed since Cheng Qiqi transmigrated, and she never expected that the first person to suspect her would not be someone close to her, but rather a stranger, a guard.

"You're mistaken. My home is in Zhangjiang, but it's not by the river, so there are no fish there."

Cheng Qiqi corrected, "My dad is a pig butcher. It's a pity I didn't learn the skill, otherwise I could have done it too."

Cheng Qiqi quickly searched through the original owner's memories.

"It's good that the young mistress is a woman and doesn't know how to slaughter pigs."

Jin Mozhi's suspicions subsided considerably. Perhaps, her life in the Marquis's mansion hadn't been easy these past few years, and things had changed drastically?

Jin Mozhi had already automatically imagined Cheng Qiqi in the mansion, with Jin Sui'an and her daughter, looking like pitiful little girls with no one to protect them.

The Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion ranks among the top in the capital, where there are countless powerful and influential people.

Cheng Qiqi, a country girl, even with the status of a prince's wife, has probably been ridiculed by many, both openly and secretly.

Jin Mozhi looked at her with a hint of sympathy. Back then, he... should have protected her more.

Having more skills is never a bad thing.

Cheng Qiqi found it strange. Was she getting presbyopia? How could she see pity in Jin Mozhi's eyes?

Why should I sympathize with her?

Do we sympathize with her being a widow or with her being exiled?

"Thank you for saving An'an yesterday. How are your injuries?"

Cheng Qiqi glanced at his back.

"Thank you for the medicine, young mistress. I'm almost fully recovered."

Jin Mozhi smiled slightly, having discovered another of her virtues: kindness.

"Young Madam, this is my unique method of tying knots, and I also have a specially made rope that can be used in the sugar shop. In the future, there won't be any more incidents like this where Miss An'an was almost hit."

Jin Mozhi picked up the hemp rope that he had woven overnight from the side.

It is sturdy and durable, and with its unique knot, it is absolutely unbreakable unless you cut it with a knife.

"You're so thoughtful."

Cheng Qiqi naturally wouldn't refuse something good, so she said, "Then the money..."

"This is something the Crown Prince taught me before, and now, it can be considered a return of that knowledge."

Jin Mo thought: He is the heir apparent. He is teaching his wife what he knows for free. There's nothing wrong with that!

"OK."

Cheng Qiqi didn't say anything more, but she started thinking about how to repay this favor.

"Uncle Beard."

As soon as Jin Suian got up, he handed the bird egg he had found to Heitu and said, "Thank you, Uncle Beard, for saving me."

"An'an, bird eggs are very nutritious, I'll save them for you to eat."

Jin Mozhi squatted down. His daughter's hands were small, and even the tiny bird eggs looked quite large in her hands.

"No, Mother said that since someone saved me, I should thank them."

Jin Suian said crisply, "An'an has no money, but An'an has bird eggs. I'll give the good stuff to Uncle."

Jin Sui'an grinned, her sweet smile making Jin Mozhi feel that the little bird egg in front of him was even more precious!

"An'an, I'm your own uncle. I just asked you to give me one, but you wouldn't give me one."

Jin Yanzhi's sour remark rang out: He had come across this nest of bird eggs when he went up the mountain to gather firewood this morning. Jin Suian happened to be picking rabbit grass nearby, so Jin Yanzhi gave them to her.

Who knew, he turned around and smeared the big-bearded man with black dirt.

A big beard and a guard, what's so special about them that they're worth An'an giving away little bird eggs?

"Uncle, Uncle Beard is amazing! He saved my life yesterday."

Jin Suian retorted, "An'an gave the bird eggs to Uncle Beard as a way of thanking him."

Jin Yanzhi's eyes darted around: "Hei Tu, how many years have you been following my older brother?"