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

"Qiqi, I'm sorry."

Liu Suyi held Cheng Qiqi's hand, her swollen eyes filled with tears and guilt.

"Mother, we're family, no need for formalities."

Cheng Qiqi lowered her head and took a handkerchief to wipe Jin Sui'an's mouth, who was sitting obediently drinking porridge beside her. Although her mother-in-law, Liu Suyi, did not like her, she had never made things difficult for her.

Most of the time, she and her daughter were at ease in the Marquis's residence; the only thing that would make things difficult for them was...

"Cheng Qiqi, Yanzhi is injured. Quickly bring him the medicine."

Lin Huilan's commanding tone rang out, condescending and superior.

Cheng Qiqi looked up and saw that Lin Huilan's beauty had been severely damaged. In the Marquis's mansion, the only ones who liked to make things difficult for her and her daughter were the mother and daughter.

Cheng Qiqi was drinking her porridge, too lazy to pay any attention to Lin Huilan.

"Hey, Cheng Qiqi, my mom is talking to you."

Jin Xue'er stepped forward, clearly displeased with Cheng Qiqi's disregard. She said, "My brother is the only son of the Marquis's family!"

Why is this country girl putting on airs like a princess consort?

"no."

Cheng Qiqi's refusal was decisive.

"Then, this porridge is ours." Lin Huilan stepped forward to take it away, but Cheng Qiqi blocked her way. She was very vengeful!

"you……"

Just as Lin Huilan was about to scold Cheng Qiqi, who was in jail, she remembered Cheng Qiqi who had just shoved He Shi against the wall, and immediately put on a smile again: "Qiqi, we are all family. There is still a lot of porridge left. It is enough for the three of us to drink."

"Give me the money."

Cheng Qiqi reached out her hand.

That brat, a country bumpkin, she just got lucky and hooked up with that short-lived Jin Mozhi!

Lin Huilan cursed inwardly, but smiled and said, "Qiqi, we don't have any money. Can we owe you for now?" Who knows what will happen if we keep owing each other?

"No credit." Cheng Qiqi shook her head, looking completely unyielding. Not to mention Jin Xue'er, even Lin Huilan was furious.

"Do you want us to starve to death?"

Jin Xue'er was furious and rushed forward, saying, "Cheng Qiqi, the Marquis's mansion will still need my brother in the future. Do you really have to be so calculating?"

"You're right, we should indeed calculate it more precisely."

Cheng Qiqi nodded in agreement, her gaze fixed intently on the clothes she was wearing: "Speaking of which, the clothes, shoes, and socks you're wearing were all delivered by my maid. Haven't you paid for them yet?"

"These tattered clothes..."

Jin Xue'er had just opened her mouth when she thought of He Shi from earlier and was about to swallow her words when she felt a weight on her body.

"Since you dislike the clothes because they're tattered, then don't wear them."

Cheng Qiqi went straight up and pulled off Jin Xueer's outer garment, causing Jin Xueer to scream repeatedly and tightly protect her front.

"Cheng Qiqi! What do you want to do?"

Lin Huilan stepped forward to help, but Cheng Qiqi had been training every day since she transmigrated, so she was no match for the mother and daughter who had been pampered in the mansion.

Cheng Qiqi stripped them completely of their outer garments before saying, "If you want them, you'll have to pay for them!"

"You bastard Cheng Qiqi, I'll remember that!"

Lin Huilan and Jin Xueer quickly put on the prison clothes, feeling utterly humiliated in their undergarments.

Liu Suyi, who originally wanted to step forward to help, felt relieved upon seeing this scene!

Meanwhile, Mrs. He clutched her clothes tightly. Thank goodness her son had apologized for her earlier; otherwise, she would have been the one having her clothes ripped off.

Lin Huilan and her daughter Jin Xue'er cursed and complained to the Marquis, "My lord, you must do me justice!"

Since the Marquis was still unconscious, he naturally couldn't make decisions for Lin Huilan and Jin Xue'er.

Liu Suyi summoned everyone and said, "From the capital to Lingnan, it's a distance of three thousand miles. Qiqi's food supplies will eventually run out. Or do you expect Qiqi, a woman, to support us all?"

"Sister-in-law, I absolutely do not have that thought."

He was the first to speak up; she didn't want to get involved with that crazy woman, Cheng Qiqi, who stripped her clothes off.

"Second sister-in-law, you've misunderstood. There's absolutely no intention of letting my niece-in-law support all of us. Otherwise, we can continue as before, with the collateral branches eating together and your family eating together."

As soon as Madam Wen finished speaking, Madam Li from the fourth branch of the family spoke up: "Since we're going to divide things up, then we can all just eat in our own little families."

There are only four people in their family, seven in the eldest branch and six in the third branch. If they were to eat together, it would be too unfair for them.

"Qiqi, there's nowhere to buy food right now. Can I buy some from you first? We can buy more food when we get to the supply depot."

Li looked directly at Cheng Qiqi and said, "I don't want to hang out with the eldest and third wives."

Cheng Qiqi didn't speak, but looked at Liu Suyi.

Liu Suyi said, "Qiqi, you can make the decision."

"Borrow grain, return grain."

Cheng Qiqi was very clear-headed. In exile, money might not necessarily buy food. Besides, how much should one charge for grain?

"I agree," Li said.

He and Wen exchanged a glance before nodding and saying, "Alright."

"Then, what about us?" Lin Huilan asked weakly.

Liu Suyi lifted her eyelids: "Of course you three eat by yourselves, just like in the manor."

Qiqi is a kind-hearted child. For her to take off their clothes, it must mean that Lin Huilan and her daughter bullied them in the past.

"I...we have no money." Lin Huilan was furious. She had only hidden so much stuff; if they relied on themselves, they would probably starve to death on the road. She said, "If the Marquis knew that you were driving the three of us away and trying to starve us, he would definitely..."

"Go find it."

Liu Suyi didn't even bother to glance at her. She stared at the collateral branch of the Jin family and said, "Then it's settled. From now on, everyone will take care of their own affairs."

Soon, the third branch of the Jin family came to Cheng Qiqi to exchange grain. They had received advance notice that they would be arrested later, so they began to hide silver and money on their bodies.

They will give you silver leaves and silver notes, and they will do so very decisively.

"Today, my eldest uncle, second uncle, and third uncle took turns carrying the Marquis and the old lady, and each of them received an extra bowl of rice." Cheng Qiqi also packed three small bags of rice into a separate bag.

"Third Aunt, this is for Jin Runzhi. Thank you for helping to carry An'an." Cheng Qiqi took two sweet potatoes and served Jin Runzhi an extra bowl of porridge.

"We're all one family."

Madam Wen said with a smile, but did not refuse. The three men took turns carrying the Marquis on their backs. Madam, how can you not eat your fill?

The eldest and fourth wives were naturally all smiles, having received more grain.

"Qiqi, if you were to manage the household, you would definitely be able to do a great job."

Liu Suyi looked at Cheng Qiqi with admiration. When dealing with Lin Huilan, she was ruthless when necessary.

When dealing with the collateral relatives of the Jin family, they neither granted every request nor provided unrestrained assistance. Instead, they gave each person an extra bowl of rice, making them even more willing to help behind the backs of the Marquis and the Old Madam.

pity……

A hint of regret flickered in Liu Suyi's eyes. The Marquis's mansion had fallen, and she no longer had the chance to teach him.

"Oh no! Uncle has a fever!"

Jin Lizhi's anxious voice came through, tinged with panic, "Second Aunt, Second Uncle's wound has become infected."

Fever, festering wounds—that's how many people die!