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

"You're talking nonsense."

Jin Yanzhi raised his voice eight notes, feeling guilty and not daring to look at Cheng Qiqi.

"Grandma Jiang, please don't scare the child."

Cheng Qiqi realized what was happening and patted Jin Yanzhi on the shoulder, saying, "Look, he's just a child who hasn't grown up yet. Don't scare him."

In Cheng Qiqi's mind, Jin Yanzhi was more or less like a younger brother, well, a slightly taller younger brother.

If Cheng Qiqi remembers correctly, she is three years older than Jin Yanzhi.

"..."

Jin Yanzhi stood stiffly, and even through his clothes, he could almost feel the softness of his sister-in-law's hands.

The next moment, upon hearing his sister-in-law's words, Jin Yanzhi's heart sank.

"Grandma Jiang, Third Grandma, thank you for thinking I'm a good match and wanting to introduce me to someone, but I have no such intention."

Cheng Qiqi lowered her eyes and said sadly, "My husband has only been gone for half a year. I have to observe three years of mourning and have no intention of getting married."

Last time, Cheng Qiqi had already subtly mentioned it, but she didn't expect that someone would still be eyeing her marriage.

Let's just say it all today.

"My husband is like a second life to me. Without him, An'an and I would not have the days of being well-fed and clothed. So you don't need to worry about him."

Cheng Qiqi's gentle words carried an undeniable firmness.

Observing mourning?

Three more years?

Jiang Pozi and San Pozi exchanged a glance. Seeing the sorrow in Cheng Qiqi's eyes, they moved their lips but didn't say anything: "They've already been exiled, why bother with these formalities?"

"Madam Cheng, three years is the best time of your life."

Granny Jiang vaguely mentioned that Cheng Qiqi was now helping to earn money in the village, and that they had relatives in the family who had found out about her!

Now, Cheng Qiqi can choose whatever she wants.

Three years from now, it's hard to say.

"My husband has been incredibly kind to me, giving my daughter and me a safe haven. Three years is not a long time at all."

Cheng Qiqi smiled faintly, as if observing three years of mourning was not painful at all.

"You'll regret this later."

The old woman sighed, took the money for the delivery, and turned to go home.

As soon as the two midwives left, Liu Suyi immediately stepped forward: "Qiqi, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Liu Suyi looked at Cheng Qiqi with red eyes. If Mo'er were still here, she and Mo'er would definitely be a happy young couple.

"Mom, you've had a long night, go back to your room and get some sleep. You still have work to do later."

Cheng Qiqi changed the subject, and having stirred up the mess in the pool, she went back to her room to catch up on sleep after washing up.

Jin Yanzhi stood there like a wooden statue, and his sister-in-law actually treated him like a child?

The Jin family looked at Cheng Qiqi. Many of them had had this idea before, but none of them had said it openly. Now, hearing Cheng Qiqi's refusal, everyone looked at her with admiration.

"My sister-in-law and brother-in-law have such a strong bond; I used to laugh at him for marrying a country woman!"

Jin Xue'er muttered to herself, "If it were a noble lady from the capital, she would probably have taken advantage of her elder brother's death to try every means to avoid being exiled."

Or maybe I should find a man and get married?

"My sister-in-law is amazing."

Jin Qing'er nodded in agreement: "Big brother has excellent taste, it's just a pity..."

A hint of regret flickered in her eyes.

Chun Tao was deeply moved and said, "Sister Qiqi risked her life for the young master. When she gave birth to Miss An'an, she..."

"Chuntao, tell us quickly."

Jin Xue'er pulled Chun Tao and pressed her for answers, while Jin Qing'er was also curious.

Chun Tao wanted to clear her name as the young mistress, so she began to talk about how difficult it was for Cheng Qiqi to give birth to Jin Sui'an, saying that it took even longer than Gao Shenglan's birth today.

Cheng Qiqi even wanted to have a C-section.

Jin Xue'er and Jin Qing'er both turned pale upon hearing this, and their admiration for Cheng Qiqi grew even stronger.

Furthermore, how Cheng Qiqi longed for the return of the young master while she was in the manor.

"Sister Qiqi practices calligraphy every day."

That must be to be worthy of the eldest brother.

"Sister Qiqi also reads books every day."

It was so that I could have something to say to my older brother.

"Seventh Sister clearly doesn't know how to do needlework, but every time she makes clothes for the young master, her hands are pricked like sieves."

My sister-in-law really likes the prince.

……

Chun Tao's voice reached Jin Mozhi's ears without missing a single word.

When the two midwives acted as matchmakers, he thought that if Cheng Qiqi married and left the Jin family, no one would say anything bad about her.

However, Cheng Qiqi said firmly: She would observe three years of mourning.

Her clear voice seemed shrouded in sorrow as she said, "It's like being reborn."

But it was clearly her and her family who saved him twice, even her parents risked their lives.

She said: "I'm well-fed and warmly clothed."

But before the incident at the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion, she should have been a noble princess consort, so how could she only think about being well-fed and clothed?

Jin Mozhi staggered a step; every word Cheng Qiqi uttered felt like a knife being stabbed into him.

His dark eyes seemed to hold an unyielding guilt. He thought that marrying her as she wished would be repaying her kindness. But had he truly repaid her kindness?

Chun Tao's words seemed to conjure up a series of images in Jin Mozhi's mind.

Despite being a country girl, she clumsily practiced calligraphy for him.

Despite being illiterate, he diligently studied and read books.

She clearly didn't know how to do needlework, yet she stitched her clothes until they were riddled with holes, all just to make him... clothes?

In the three years after their marriage, he only went back once. She was timid and didn't even dare to speak to him. Did she think about giving him clothes countless times?

How disappointed she must have been!

Jin Mozhi felt as if a hand was tightly gripping his heart, causing him excruciating pain.

"Black Soil, come with me."

Marquis Zhongyong caught Jin Mozhi, who was about to collapse, and pulled him to an open space outside. Seeing the deep guilt and self-reproach in his son's eyes, he said, "Quickly find a way to clear your name and treat your wife well openly and honestly!"

"If you dare to betray your wife, don't blame me for breaking your legs!"

Marquis Zhongyong stared at him and spoke earnestly.

In the past, he only felt that Cheng Qiqi's status as his daughter-in-law was not high enough, and since she was his son's benefactor, he married her without hesitation.

Now, he feels that Cheng Qiqi, this loyal and affectionate girl, is a one-in-a-million good wife.

"Father, I was wrong."

Jin Mozhi's thick, dark eyebrows furrowed. How could he not trust Cheng Qiqi, and doubt her sudden acquisition of so many skills and such a drastic change...?

How much effort did Cheng Qiqi put in behind the scenes for him?

If Cheng Qiqi heard this, she would definitely roll her eyes: She studied for twelve years, from elementary school to university, and all of this was for him?

Unrequited love.

Cheng Qiqi held her daughter and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Gao Shenglan's childbirth was already dangerous, and with the torrential rain, plus the midwife not coming, she was terrified.

She was still very happy that two lives could be saved.

Jin Sui'an had just woken up and wanted to call out "Mother," but seeing that her mother was sleeping soundly, Jin Sui'an quietly got up, put on her clothes, and then tiptoed out like a thief.