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

The sounds of clinking glasses and toasts gradually drifted in from outside. Song Qingyan and Jiang Jinning peeked through the window and saw that they were drinking and eating until they were all full, which made Jiang Jinning hungry.

I've been busy all night and haven't even had a bite to eat yet.

"It'll be over soon, don't worry."

A soft, clear voice came from above her head. It was clearly just a normal sentence, but Jiang Jinning blushed instantly upon hearing it.

Soon, a man's low chuckle came from above.

Jiang Jinning was furious and embarrassed, so she raised her head and glared at him.

The little girl, like an enraged rabbit, puffed up her cheeks and glared at her with her round eyes.

I've seen her angry before, but seeing it on me is a different experience. That reproachful look brings us closer, and the previous reverence is gone. Perhaps it's because the girl has finally come to her senses, but the biggest reason is...

I remember how angry she looked when she came back, as if she had been upset.

"You've been bullied there."

"Someone's causing trouble..."

Jiang Jinning gave a brief explanation, but Song Qingyan could still sense the grievances she had suffered in her nonchalant tone.

It is because they have been wronged that they are angry; it is because they have been wronged and no one is there to protect them that they have to learn to shed their timidity and become brave.

If possible, Song Qingyan hoped she wouldn't have to go through this kind of growing up.

The banging on the urn became more and more intense, disrupting the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

At this moment, a very shallow crack appeared in the wooden lid that was loosely covering the top.

Song Qingyan and Jiang Jinning quickly pressed down the lid, afraid that the contents inside would escape.

Jiang Jinning got goosebumps all over, remembering the fleeting figure she had just glimpsed.

"Good heavens, young general, did you see that? What is that thing?"

Even Song Qingyan, with his usually composed nature, changed his expression.

He was a mischievous child, playing with cats and dogs, catching birds and insects, and he had never seen such an ugly insect before.

The insect had ten legs, which were asymmetrical, six on one side and four on the other. It also had three antennae on top, a sharp barb on its mouth, and a pair of intricately patterned wings on its back. Its whole body was crimson red. Just now, when it flapped its wings, the sharp barb pierced Xiaoqiang's back, going right through it.

"It seems like Xiaoqiang can't beat it."

Jiang Jinning was somewhat worried.

This hideous insect looks extremely poisonous; this cockroach is almost certainly going to die.

Song Qingyan wasn't too disappointed: "It was just a casual attempt, so it doesn't matter if it doesn't work. We can just find another way. Last time at that inn, Chen Hui and I collected a lot of low-class stuff, which will come in handy."

Song Qingyan himself didn't have much hope that these insects would scurry around and hurt people. He had already exchanged glances with Chen Hui, who was probably also trying to find a way to escape.

However, the other side had a large number of people and was much stronger than the rabble at their previous stop. He didn't go into the details of the difficulties, but he made it sound easy for her so as not to frighten her.

"That's right, the young general can do anything."

Jiang Jinning's unconditional trust in Song Qingyan gave him immense satisfaction, and the anxiety and unease that had been rising in his heart completely disappeared.

After a while, the banging sounds inside the jar became more intense, clearly indicating that the cockroach they thought was surely dead was still struggling to survive.

Jiang Jinning even had the leisure to marvel: "The people over there calling it the unkillable cockroach makes perfect sense."

Gradually, the sound faded away.

Just then, the "little guys" who had been relatively peaceful in the house suddenly started to riot. They became restless and began to run around aimlessly.

The two people in the room looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

It's most likely that something happened to that ugly monster!

Soon, these "little guys" became even more frantic, squeezing into every crack and crevice, showing a mixture of excitement and fear, as if they wanted to leave the room as quickly as possible.

Some attacked the two, but after getting within a foot of each other, they suddenly moved far away, as if they had been greatly frightened.

Jiang Jinning thought they were frightened by the cockroach that was so tough it couldn't be killed.

"Your hand is injured? Doesn't it hurt? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Song Qingyan wanted to use the water in the house to wash the wound and apply medicine, but he was afraid that the wound would not be clean.

Jiang Jinning didn't know when she got injured. Judging from the appearance of the wound, she must have been accidentally scratched while fighting the snake king, which is why she bled.

"what!"

The two were interrupted by the shouts outside. They carefully stepped over the snakes and insects in the house, unaware that the snakes and insects were startled when they saw them and fled frantically.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and a person covered in snakes and insects, whose face was obscured, rushed in.

Based on his build, it's not hard to tell that it's the thin man.

"It is said that some tribes in the south raise snakes and insects by feeding them with their own flesh and blood, but if they are not careful, they will be devoured."

The thin man was clearly suffering the consequences of his actions.

Jiang Jinning felt her hair stand on end.

Seeing that the thin man didn't care about them, the two quickly left. Out of the corner of their eye, they saw the man trying to open the jar, muttering something under his breath. Finally, he smashed the jar, but inside there was only some green and red slime and a few insect legs, nothing else.

"Hurry, it might be poisonous."

Jiang Jinning stopped looking and quickly followed them away.

On the other side, Chen Hui used the sharp stones he had hidden to cut the rope. He then rescued several of his brothers and found a suitable weapon.

Their knives had been confiscated by the bandits, so they were locked in the woodshed, where they were at least given weapons like woodcutting knives and wooden sticks to keep them safe.

As he left the house, a sound came from a nearby house, which sounded like a woman's exclamation.

"You'd be better off hitting someone with this stick than yelling!" Song Wanzhen had already broken free of her ropes, picked up a piece of wood, and slammed it hard on the head of a drunken bandit.

The bandit had just barged in drunk and dragged Song Yanxi out. She didn't want to get involved, as this man had caused her a lot of trouble along the way, and even Zhao Shi had chosen to ignore him this time. But when she saw Song Yanxi screaming in despair, she felt that no matter how outrageous Song Yanxi was, she shouldn't be treated like this.

Just then, Song Wanzhen picked up a stone, broke the rope, picked up a small piece of wood, and threw it.

Song Wanzhen was stronger than the average woman, but she was no match for an adult man. The bandit, hurt by the blow to the head, abandoned Song Yanxi and turned to pull at Song Wanzhen.

Song Yanxi, who had raised the stick, trembled all over and kept shaking her head, not daring to step forward.

She caught a glimpse of the open door out of the corner of her eye, grabbed the piece of wood, and tried to escape without thinking, but was pulled by Liao's leg just before she left.

"My dear granddaughter, take your grandmother with you on your journey."

"Yes, yes, and your mother too!"

Song Yanxi's legs were being held by the two men, making it impossible for her to move. She gritted her teeth and used the piece of wood in her hand to hit their hands. They felt the pain and naturally let go.

"That wretched girl, how dare she hit her elders! She's completely forgotten all the manners she learned..."

At this critical juncture, Liao still resorted to verbal abuse.

Before Song Yanxi left, she dropped the wooden stick she was holding, which rolled to Zhao's feet.

Seeing that the bandit's hand was about to reach for Song Wanzhen's clothes, Zhao could no longer hold back and used all the strength she had in her life to hit him on the back of the head.

Thud, blood splattered all over her face.

Zhao's ears were ringing, and all she could see was the blood in front of her. She stared blankly at her hands, seemingly in disbelief.

Compared to her children, she had never seen any bloodshed; this was the first time she had killed someone.

However, if she doesn't take action, her daughter will be bullied.

If she is soft-hearted, she will harm her own family.

At this moment, she finally understood Qingyan's words. But, ironically, she only came to this understanding because of Wanzhen. In the end, she was still selfish, which is why she could still laughably feel soft-hearted when Jinning was in danger.

While Zhao was still in a daze, the bandit, in pain, trembled and raised his knife to strike Zhao.

"mother!"

Just then, Chen Hui entered, his wood-chopping knife swiftly aimed at the bandits who were about to retaliate.

Seeing that the bandit had finally died, the mother and son finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Officer Chen, where are my brother and sister-in-law?"

"Oh, what's this?!"

Song Wanzhen was about to ask another question when she was interrupted by cries of pain from outside.