The jade pendant connects the past and present; the exiled crown prince's wife takes her entire

Back in the group, Jiang Jinning clearly sensed that something was wrong.

She was still holding a large package in her hands. She turned her head slightly and looked blankly at Zhao Shi, who was still awake. Then her eyes suddenly widened.

"mother……"

Jiang Jinning called out hesitantly in a low voice, her mind filled with fear, helplessness, and apprehension.

Perhaps she was afraid that Zhao would treat her like a monster, or perhaps she was reluctant to part with the care she had finally received from her family. She was terrified and moved her body carefully, one hand gently holding onto the hem of Zhao's clothes.

Zhao watched as Jiang Jinning received a large package, and her heart was far from at peace. She remained silent, took several deep breaths, and turned to ask Song Qingyan in a slightly trembling voice.

"So, most of what we've been eating and drinking these days has been traded for by her from somewhere else?"

When Jiang Jinning heard Zhao ask this question, she thought Zhao was angry, or even disgusted that she was a spirit or monster who could use magic. She hung her head sadly.

Song Qingyan nodded. Seeing that Jiang Jinning seemed frightened, he reached out and held her small hand tightly, silently comforting her.

"Mother, Jin Ning's opportunity is a blessing from heaven, she is not..."

"You're just going to let a little girl like her go to a place like that to exchange for food? She's timid, and she cries at the slightest sound. You're her husband, how can you bear to do this?"

Upon hearing this, both Jiang Jinning and Song Qingyan were somewhat taken aback.

"What, did you think I mistook Jinning for a monster?" Madam Zhao glared at Song Qingyan, but then, as if her expression had changed, she gently stroked Jiang Jinning's head. "I heard from this boy that there are terrifying, moving iron lumps in that place. If someone gets hit by one, they could die. How could a little girl like you go to such a dangerous place? Be good, we won't go next time."

Jiang Jinning's eyes suddenly reddened, and she felt a pang of sadness she had never experienced before. She washed her nose and choked up a little.

"But there are so many wonderful things over there that Dali doesn't have. I want to take Mom and my sister to see them, but unfortunately I can't bring them back. There are even some exquisite things that I can't bring back. I can only bring some food. Mom, do you know, today I saw noodles that I really, really wanted, huge rice rolls, and so many delicious things, but I can't bring them back right away. Mom, I want to go. I want to earn money and buy lots and lots of food for you."

Zhao felt a lump in her throat and could no longer hold back, so she hugged Jiang Jinning tightly.

"Silly child."

Song Qingyan, who was standing to the side, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He could accept Jin Ning's differences, but that didn't mean others could. The reason he didn't tell his family was because he was afraid she would get hurt. He didn't expect his mother to accept it so quickly.

"No matter what, it's all this kid's fault."

Song Qingyan pointed helplessly to himself.

"Mother……"

After Zhao learned of this, many things became much easier to handle.

No need to forcefully hide the steamed buns on the little general anymore; they can be separated. The flower embroidery can also be done together. Compared to the little general who can't even manage to organize the thread, Zhao Shi is obviously much more helpful. This makes things much faster.

From then on, apart from Song Wanzhen who was fast asleep, the other three members of the family would always secretly work late at night when no one was around.

The master of the Duke's mansion, along with his three clansmen in Luoyang, were exiled to the south. As they traveled further south, the weather became increasingly humid and unpredictable.

On this day, the heavens were unkind, and it began to rain.

Jiang Jinning and Zhao Shi avoided the crowd and carefully wrapped the finished hairpins and threads in oiled paper, as these were not suitable for contact with water and would be damaged.

I initially thought it was just a light rain and that I could just keep going until I reached the next rest stop. But the rain got heavier and heavier and showed no signs of stopping.

The roads were muddy and increasingly difficult to walk on. The elderly could not walk steadily, and even if they were very careful, they were bound to fall. Twisting an ankle was the least of their worries; some even broke their legs.

There was a murmur of discontent within the group.

"Who's to blame for making us like this? And some people just sit there so comfortably without saying a word!"

Even without their names being mentioned, Jiang Jinning knew who they were talking about.

She knew they wanted the young general to tell the escorts to find a place to rest and wait for the rain to stop before continuing their journey.

This place wasn't without places to stay; she noticed that there seemed to be thatched huts where hunters from the mountains temporarily stayed, specifically for hunters who came here to rest temporarily.

The thatched hut couldn't hold so many people, but it had a large shed outside, which was just right for sheltering from the rain.

This request wasn't unreasonable, after all, the rain was heavy and getting wet could easily make one sick, but their sarcastic tone made Jiang Jinning a little unhappy.

What if you just tell me what you need?

She was sulking, and before Zhao could soften her heart and plead for her, she stopped her and winked at her.

Zhao didn't know what she was going to do, but seeing that she seemed to have a plan, she didn't say anything.

"Little General, don't listen to them. I think you're great, your mother thinks you're great, and your sister thinks you're great too."

Song Qingyan was already feeling somewhat uncomfortable, and hearing these words repeatedly would not make him happy, but after hearing her say this, he suddenly felt that these words were not so harsh.

"Eldest brother, go and tell Yuan Jiechai that it's raining so heavily, it's inconvenient to travel."

Liao arrived here at some unknown time, her words carrying a commanding tone.

The exile procession was divided into several small teams, each guarded by a different escort. They took turns watching over the procession, and apart from a little time for activities at night, they were not allowed to wander around freely during their journey.

Liao was originally with them, but later went to the second wife's place, and now she has reappeared here.

Looking at Yuan Jiecha, whose eyes kept drifting in their direction, there was nothing he didn't understand.

Without a doubt, if one of them were to actually plead for it, the Yuan Jiechai would seize the opportunity to give him a few lashes.

Jiang Jinning couldn't understand why the head constable was targeting Tianci from the second wife's family, who had committed such a serious crime as "stealing toilet paper."

"Grandmother, Father is gone. You are the elder, and it is not appropriate for your grandson to presume to do such things."

Liao choked, never expecting that Song Qingyan, who had always respected her, would learn to be sarcastic.

She was actually a little intimidated by this grandson, so she turned to Zhao Shi.

"Zhao, you know that if it weren't for the eldest son implicating the clan, we wouldn't be suffering like this. As his wife, you didn't stop him in time, leading to this disaster. Are you unwilling to offer even the slightest compensation?"

"Grandmother, I've heard the saying that if a son is not taught, it is the father's fault. Grandfather passed away early, and you are the elder in the family. Mother is just a wife. You can't put your responsibility on Mother's shoulders."

In other words, if you, as a mother, can't even manage your child, how can you expect your wife to? You're dreaming.

No one expected Jiang Jinning to say such sarcastic things, and the whole family looked at her with some surprise.

Jiang Jinning was naturally afraid, but she had said it in the heat of the moment, and since she had already said it, she straightened her back and refused to back down.

Liao finally realized where Song Qingyan had learned to be sarcastic.

She glared at Jiang Jinning with hatred, wishing she could tear a hole out of her.

"This is how you speak to your elders!"

"Huh?" Jiang Jinning tilted her head and looked at Liao Shi in confusion. "I learned it from my cousin Tianci. He used to talk to Mother like that. Everyone says that your cousin, whom you personally raised, has excellent manners, so naturally I had to learn from him. Am I doing something wrong?"

This was a difficult question to answer. Liao prided herself on coming from a prestigious family, and if she continued, she would be slapping herself in the face.

Her throat tightened, and her chest heaved noticeably, clearly indicating that she was quite angry.