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Three days after Qi Yongchang left, something happened in Baizhi Valley.

That night, Ye Chen stayed with Jiang Ruoxi at Jiangcheng's home.

She's been suffering from severe morning sickness these past few days, vomiting everything she eats, and she's lost weight.

Ye Chen was so anxious that he called Su Qinghan to ask. Su Qinghan said, "It's normal, it will be fine in a while." Ye Chen was still worried, so he flipped through several more books on pulse diagnosis from Medicine King Valley and finally brewed a pot of tangerine peel and ginger soup.

Jiang Ruoxi drank about half a bowl and thankfully didn't vomit.

The two had just fallen asleep when Ye Chen's phone rang.

It was Seventh Uncle calling, his voice low and filled with a tension he'd never heard before: "Little Chenzi, three people have come into the valley. They've sneaked into the greenhouse and have knives. Guli is guarding inside the greenhouse, and I'm blocking the valley entrance. Come quickly."

Ye Chen's drowsiness vanished instantly.

He sat up, waking Jiang Ruoxi, who rubbed her eyes and asked what was wrong.

As Ye Chen put on his clothes, he said, "Someone is stealing flowers in the valley. I'm going to check it out. Don't move, stay home."

Jiang Ruoxi tugged at his sleeve and said, "Don't worry, Guli is here."

Ye Chen nodded, bent down and kissed her forehead, saying, "Don't worry, I'll be right back."

He grabbed the Kuzhao Sword, called Han Song to ask him to prepare the car, and sent a message to He Jianping asking him to bring men to the valley to provide support.

Then he rode off on that old motorcycle.

When we arrived at Baizhi Valley, an emergency light was on in the direction of the greenhouse, illuminating three figures moving around inside.

Aygul stood at the entrance of the greenhouse, holding a short knife in her hand, her back pressed against the door frame, refusing to budge an inch.

Seventh Uncle stood beside her, holding a shovel in his hand, panting heavily.

A person was lying on the ground, rolling in the mud while hugging their legs; they had clearly been knocked down by Ayiguli.

The other two were confronting Aygul; one was holding a machete, and the other was carrying an iron pipe.

The one with the machete was speaking, his voice rough: "Girl, give us the seedlings and we'll leave. Don't force us to fight."

Aygul ignored him, the tip of her knife slightly upturned, in a starting stance.

Ye Chen threw his motorcycle to the side of the road and strode over.

He walked over to Ayiguli, glanced at the moonflower seedlings on the ground, then looked at the two people still shouting, and said, "Who sent you?"

The man with the machete turned around, saw him, and paused for a moment before saying, "You're Ye Chen?"

Ye Chen said, "It was me. I'll ask you one more time, who sent you?"

The man held his machete horizontally in front of his chest and said, "Boss Qi sent us. He said you don't sell during the day, so we'll come and pick it up ourselves at night. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way, or don't blame us for being impolite."

Ye Chen smiled after hearing this.

He said, "Qi Yongchang is a man who doesn't follow the rules in business. He sends people to steal, and he doesn't care about rules at all. Today I'll teach you what rules are."

After saying that, he moved swiftly and drew his sword, Kuzhao.

The sword flashed by in the dim light of the emergency lights.

The man with the machete felt a sudden numbness in his wrist, and the machete flew out of his hand and stuck into the mud next to him.

He looked down at his hand; there was a gash between his thumb and forefinger, and beads of blood were oozing out.

Ye Chen pressed the tip of his sword against his throat and said, "Kneel down."

The man knelt down with a thud.

The other man with the iron pipe turned to run, but Aygul intercepted him from the side, slapping the back of his knee with the back of her knife, and he also knelt down.

In less than a minute, all three of them were lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

Ye Chen sheathed his sword, squatted down, looked at the leader, and asked, "How much money did Qi Yongchang give you?"

The man gasped in pain and said, "Twenty thousand per person, and we'll add more if the deal goes through."

Ye Chen said, "You dare to steal medicine with only 20,000 yuan? You must be desperate for money. Go back and tell Qi Yongchang that I'll keep these people for two days and let him come and pick them up himself. If he comes, I'll talk to him face to face. If he doesn't come, I'll send them to the police station. Stealing medicinal herbs will be a big problem for him."

The man kept saying "okay, okay," but he didn't even have the strength to get up.

When Han Song arrived with his men, the situation was already under control.

Ye Chen had the three thieves tied up and locked in the empty room next to the warehouse.

Seventh Uncle stood guard at the door with a shovel, saying, "Let's see who dares to make a move."

Aygul squatted at the entrance of the greenhouse, straightened the few moonflower seedlings that had been trampled and bent, and watered them.

Ye Chen walked over and squatted down next to her.

He said, "You did a good job today."

Aygul said, "The flowers are still there."

Ye Chen nodded.

He looked at the moonflowers in the greenhouse, swaying gently in the night breeze, the water droplets on their leaves glistening in the light of the emergency lights.

He stood up, dusted off his hands, and took out his phone to call Qi Yongchang.

The phone rang several times before I answered it.

Qi Yongchang's voice was sleepy, but he immediately woke up after recognizing Ye Chen.

Ye Chen said, "Boss Qi, all three of your men are with me. Come pick them up tomorrow and explain the situation. If you don't come, that's fine too; I'll take them to the police station."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Then Qi Yongchang said, "Ye Chen, you're ruthless."

Ye Chen said, "It's not that I'm ruthless, it's just that your people shouldn't have trespassed into my greenhouse. Boss Qi, I'm telling you one last time, I'm not selling moonflowers. If you want to buy prepared medicine, Anhetang has it. If you want to steal it, I'm waiting."

Qi Yongchang said, "I'll come tomorrow."

Ye Chen put his phone in his pocket and turned to walk back.

I took two steps, and my phone rang again.

Jiang Ruoxi: "How is it?"

Ye Chen said, "It's alright now. We've caught three people. Qi Yongchang will come to pick them up tomorrow."

Jiang Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you alright?"

Ye Chen said, "No, I didn't do much."

Jiang Ruoxi said, "That's good. When are you coming back?"

Ye Chen looked up at the sky.

"We'll be back at dawn, you go to sleep first."

Jiang Ruoxi said, "I'll sleep when you get back."

"Then I'll go back now."

After hanging up the phone, he gave Han Song a few instructions, then got on his motorcycle and headed towards Jiangcheng.

On the way back, it slowly got light.

The morning breeze blew into my collar, feeling cool and refreshing.

Even if this person comes to pick them up tomorrow, they might not be willing to let the matter rest.

But his words just now have clearly drawn the line.

Moonflower is a medicine, not a commodity.

If you want to buy medicine, we can discuss it.

If you want to steal, then there's no point in talking.

He suddenly remembered a sentence Su Qinghan once said: "Those who grow medicinal herbs must have the courage to protect them."

He didn't quite understand it then, but he does now.

Farming is not just about sowing seeds and watering.

If someone covets your things, you have to stand firm, sword in hand, and refuse to give them up.

It was already broad daylight when he parked his motorcycle in front of the villa.

Jiang Ruoxi stood at the door waiting, wearing a coat.

Ye Chen got out of the car and walked over.

She said, "I'm back."

Ye Chen said, "I'm back. The flowers are fine, and I'm fine too."

Jiang Ruoxi looked at him and suddenly smiled.

She said, "You're covered in mud."

Ye Chen looked down and saw that he was indeed covered in mud.

He smiled too.

The two walked into the courtyard side by side.

Big Yellow lay on the porch, glanced up at them, then lay back down to continue sleeping.

The moonflower in the yard has bloomed, its tiny white flowers shimmering silver in the morning light.