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

Liao snorted coldly, her face showing a "you know what's good for you" look. She quickly got up from the ground, straightened her clothes, and said in a pretentious manner, "Ahem, since you are thinking of your grandmother, your grandmother will not refuse your kindness. Your grandmother will accept this cart."

After saying that, he quickly pushed the cart away, his movements were astonishingly fast.

"Brother! Why did you insist on sending the cart away? You've spoiled those guys from the second branch of the family, letting them treat us like blood donation bags!"

Song Wanzhen stamped her feet, clearly dissatisfied.

If her older brother hadn't given her a meaningful look, she wouldn't have given up the car so easily!

"Little sister, this cart is a nuisance; it would be better to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Hearing Jiang Jinning say that, Song Wanzhen and Zhao Shi were both somewhat confused.

"I humiliated Officer Zheng so much before, even with Officer Chen mediating, he wouldn't be so kind as to buy us such a high-quality cart. The wood on that cart is different from ordinary carts. Shake hands and make peace? Why would an officer like him bow down to us? Besides, he even embezzled all of Da Chong's money before, and didn't even think of offering a reward when we were in danger at the black market. Now he's being so polite. Don't you find that strange?"

"That does seem a bit suspicious, which is why the older brother sent the cart away and didn't take the bait. What was his intention in sending the cart?"

"Just look at what happened to the second wife and you'll know."

Song Qingyan spoke in a flat tone, gazing intently at the figure in the distance, a growing chill spreading in his eyes.

At the front of the procession, Zheng, the escort officer, was furious when he learned that the cart had been stolen by the Liao family.

"Song Qingyan is a general who has fought on the battlefield, how come he couldn't even protect a cart? I spent a lot of money on this cart, and it just fell into the hands of that old hag!"

A slightly short escort with a well-behaved, smiling face quickly stepped forward: "Filial piety is greater than heaven; General Song is probably powerless to help."

"But what should we do now? Should I continue delivering the cart? Those carts are too expensive! But if I stop, and if what you say is true, that kid might be reinstated one day..."

Zheng Jiechai was initially skeptical, wondering how a traitor could possibly make a comeback. But one day, someone suddenly enlightened him, and he realized the truth.

Despite the hardships he endured along the way, Song Qingyan made it all the way south unscathed, escaping danger several times. Even someone as prudent as Chen Hui became very close to him. If there was no one behind him, then his job as an escort officer would have been pointless.

It's likely that Song Qingyan and his family's exile to Lingnan was just a cover-up; he had already offended many people with his past actions!

"Please calm down. Let's drop the matter of the cart. Since you said Brother Chen is close to them, why don't you host a simple meal for General Song and his family later, and let Brother Chen mediate a bit..."

After the second branch of the family got a cart, the clansmen next to the Song family were extremely envious.

Some clansmen wanted to ride in a cart. After thinking for a while, Liao suggested that each family that wanted to ride in the cart should take turns pushing it for them, and that they should also share a steamed bun with each of them. Only then did she agree to let the elderly in their families rest on the cart for a while.

In an attempt to curry favor with the second branch of the family, the clansmen rephrased the words that belittled the eldest branch in a different way. The members of the second branch found it pleasant to hear, and Song Wanzhen gritted her teeth.

However, their smiles soon faded.

The tribesmen sitting on the cart didn't enjoy themselves for long before they started to itch all over. When they rolled up their sleeves, they found that they had developed red spots all over their bodies.

"Liao family, no wonder you were so kind to let us ride in that cart; you were actually after our lives! How vicious you are!"

Both Liao and Song Guangying, who sat on the cart, were covered in rashes, and Liao's rashes were even more severe than Song's because of their larger size.

"This cart came from the eldest son's family. They're the ones who sabotaged it when it broke down. We also got rashes; we're victims too!"

Song Wanzhen crossed her arms and said casually, "We were perfectly fine before we sent it over. We haven't developed any rashes in all this time. We still don't know who did it."

The second wife's provocative words were immediately rebuffed, earning her fierce glares from everyone who looked at them as if they wanted to devour them.

The second branch of the family retorted, "You clearly bumped into something dirty, yet you blame us. We kindly offered you a ride on the cart, and you've turned it into an enemy! Get out of here, all of you, if you don't want to ride, then don't!"

"You caused us to get rashes, you have to pay us back, and give us back our cornbread! We gave you the cornbread!"

"We've already given you a ride on the cart, and we haven't charged you. You still want us to return the cornbread? Dream on!"

Liao refused to return the cornbread, and the clansmen tried to snatch it back, causing a great commotion. Chen Jiechai's men watched the scene for a while before stepping forward to stop them, cracking their whips.

"Pfft..." Song Wanzhen laughed heartily. "Sister-in-law, look at them, tearing and fighting like that, it's so funny! Indeed, people always find joy in their suffering. But speaking of which, when was this cart tampered with? How come I didn't know?"

"What tricks could they possibly have? It's just that this kind of wood used to make carts is prone to causing skin rashes, so normally you need to expose it to the sun for half a month before it comes into contact with your skin. It just hasn't been exposed long enough..."

Zhao explained with a smile, then suddenly, as if she had just realized something, she quickly checked the children around her.

"How could I forget that? You children have delicate skin, and Qingyan, you're still injured..."

"Mother... their rashes were an accident. Maybe they ran into something dirty on the way. We're all fine. Besides, that board is of such good quality, it must have been expensive. If they couldn't even handle this, they would have been reported to the authorities long ago."

Jiang Jinning patted Zhao's hand reassuringly, exchanged a glance with Song Qingyan, and then her eyes fell on the short, inconspicuous figure at the front of the group.

That man had a smiling face, and none of the escorts in the group had any enemies with him; his name was Sun Quan.

Chen Hui once joked that one of the escorts was a scholar who wanted to take the imperial examination. He loved reading so much that he carried books with him even on his journey to exile, especially books on carpentry.

There is a type of wood that can be harmful to wounds, but it cannot be cured overnight; it requires a slow process, usually one to two months, which can lead to complete skin ulceration and death. By this time, they had just arrived at their place of exile in Lingnan.

The person who hadn't made a move until now suddenly attacked, probably because they suspected the young general's injuries had improved.

The other person seemed to hurriedly avert their gaze, so quickly that Jiang Jinning thought she was hallucinating.

She looked at Song Qingyan with concern, and Song Qingyan gave her a reassuring look.

"Mother, I'm fine. With Jin Ning's medicine, my injury has healed considerably."

"That's good."

He held a handful of wild grass in his hand, staring intently at the figure not far away, his gaze growing increasingly deep.

When I asked Chen Hui about Zheng Jiechai that day, Chen Hui mentioned Sun Quan briefly.

Even Chen Hui never deliberately mentioned them to Zheng Jiechai, but Sun Quan always spoke well of them in front of others and behind their backs, even when he was punished.

Chen Hui once said that the Duke's Mansion had been kind to Sun Quan, and the latter wanted to repay that kindness.

If it were the old him, he would naturally believe this explanation, but now he simply doesn't believe that there is anyone in this world who is as kind to him as this young girl.

That's why he sent out the cart.

Even if there's something wrong with the cart, it's unlikely to cause anyone to get a rash right now; he just tampered with it a little.

This act brought Sun Quan to light.

Even the little girl noticed the surprised look in Sun Quan's eyes, so he naturally noticed it too.

Therefore, this Sun Quan is indeed up to something.

"Mother, I'm afraid we won't be able to reach the next town today and will have to stay overnight in the wild. Please prepare some herbs to repel snakes and insects, as I've heard there are many snakes and insects along the coast."

"I'm from the province, so be careful while you're on the road?"

Jiang Jinning tilted her head, somewhat confused.

Because the young general was injured, his mother had a habit of picking herbs whenever she saw them along the way. Why did the young general have to go through all that trouble?

She had a bad feeling. After thinking about it carefully, she seemed to understand something and looked at Song Qingyan with some surprise.