My house was confiscated and I was exiled. I emptied the emperor's warehouse and fled.

"Compared with skin, I prefer bones and soul!"

Looking at the two worlds, the only one Su Yunwan really cared about was Qin Junyi.

Qin Junyi thought of what she just said about "copper ribs and iron bones", so she still had her own in her heart!

Surprised and overjoyed, he carefully held Su Yunwan in his arms like a treasure, kissed her forehead, and murmured: "Wanwan..."

Seeing that he was just jealous, Su Yunwan didn't bother to argue with him anymore, and only warned: "Next time, let's see how I deal with you!"

"I quit." Qin Junyi said with a smile.

Suddenly, he stopped smiling and asked worriedly: "Wanwan, are you sensitive to pain?"

Su Yunwan was silent for a while.

In those last years, she was alone. Once she was injured, it meant double the danger. She had long been accustomed to protecting herself to the best of her ability.

But this silence made Qin Junyi think of his second brother Qin Mu, and how he almost failed to endure torture in the Shadow Guard Camp, and he felt pity in his heart: "Then pay more attention to protection in the future, and don't go there. We're on the mountain, just tell Shiyi and the others to take care of anything."

Su Yunwan smiled: "It's not that fragile."

"I know, but we won't suffer the pain and suffering that can be avoided." Qin Junyi's eyes were full of tenderness.

If possible, he hoped that he could have the ability to transfer Wanwan's injuries and bad luck to himself, so that she could always be healthy and happy.

*

Ding Qiutong looked at the prepared decoction and was in trouble for a moment.

She had just divorced and took her daughter with her, and she had no intention of looking for another man.

What's more, the official was about to return to Kyoto after escorting the prisoner, and as an exiled prisoner, she was not allowed to leave Youzhou City unless she was pardoned, so there was no way for the two of them.

It's just that his punishment was caused by her, and if she didn't do anything, she would feel bad about it.

But now that the medicine is ready, she doesn't want to come forward to avoid misunderstanding.

Yu Zhenzhen saw that she was in trouble and asked. After learning about her difficulty, she said, "Do you want to completely hide your presence, or do you want someone to send a message to express your gratitude?"

Ding Qiutong looked at the medicine soup and said, "As long as the medicine is delivered, it would be best if you don't mention me."

"Then there happens to be a suitable person." Yu Zhenzhen looked at the two people sparring not far away.

At this time, Wu Shaohan was fighting with Jiang Xiaoliu, and once again knocked down the attacking Jiang Xiaoliu without mercy.

The flesh hit the ground with a "bang" sound, and Jiang Xiaoliu screamed in pain: "Stop, stop, stop! This is the end of the night, let me take a breath."

Wu Shaohan stretched out his palm, pulled him up, and told him what needed improvement.

Just saying a thousand words and ten thousand is not as profound and effective as training and actual combat.

He himself went through brutal training to achieve the skills he has today.

However, Jiang Xiaoliu followed a different path than him, so it was pretty good that he persisted until now and stopped.

As encouragement, Wu Shaohan took out a bottle of potion specially designed to treat bruises and said, "Take it back and rub it."

"Thank you." Jiang Xiaoliu grinned and accepted, "It's no time, I'll go back first."

What he wanted most now was to return to the camp, lie on the ground motionless, and let the noisy aches and pains all over his body ease away.

"Master Jiang Cha, can I ask you a favor?" Yu Zhenzhen stepped forward and said.

Jiang Xiaoliu turned around and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Can you help me deliver a potion to the poor man who was punished?" Yu Zhenzhen said, "Just please don't say that I made the potion, just say that you prescribed a potion for him."

"Okay, no problem." Jiang Xiaoliu has been in the market all year round. Although he is young, he already knows the ways of the world.

Since Yu Zhenzhen wanted to avoid suspicion, he wouldn't say anything. As for whether Fan Chengwen could guess it, it all depended on his own ability.

Soon, Fan Chengwen, who was lying in the tent, was called out by Jiang Xiaoliu: "Brother Fan, I have a decoction here. Drink it before going to sleep."

"Where did it come from?" Fan Chengwen turned over and sat up.

Jiang Xiaoliu brought the soup bowl to him and said vaguely: "Don't worry about where it comes from, there is no harm in drinking it."

Fan Chengwen smiled, took the bowl and drank it in one gulp, "Thanks."

"Why are you so polite? If I hadn't asked you to take care of me, you wouldn't have been injured like this. Hey..." Jiang Xiaoliu let out a long sigh.

Two days ago, after agreeing to Wu Shaohan to take care of Lady Ding, Jiang Xiaoliu asked Fan Chengwen for help when he returned to the camp.

It was precisely because of this that when her ex-husband repaid rice with food, he gave half of it to her.

Ding Qiutong waited for everyone to go to work, then borrowed the kitchen utensils from the official to cook.

Later, she went to the mountains to collect things tirelessly, and she was able to interact with the eldest young lady of the Qin family without being humble or arrogant. He was attracted to her without knowing it and was attracted by her.

Now hearing Jiang Xiaoliu sigh, Fan Chengwen smiled slightly and said, "Even without you, I won't just stand by and watch."

"That's true." Jiang Xiaoliu nodded in agreement when he thought of his character.

Fan Chengwen asked again: "How is Madam Ding doing now? Are you okay at the Qin family?"

"It's pretty good. It's much better than being helpless before."

"I think the young lady of the Qin family doesn't get along with her mother-in-law. I wonder if Madam Ding will make things difficult for her."

"Don't worry about that. The young lady's fighting power is very good. Even the eldest son was beaten to death by her." Jiang Xiaoliu couldn't help but want to laugh when he thought of Su Yunwan's words about dogs.

Fan Chengwen suddenly said: "Isn't this medicine prescribed by Mrs. Qin?"

"Ah...this...I don't know." Jiang Xiaoliu really didn't notice who fired it. He was so focused on sparring that he couldn't care about anything else.

Fan Chengwen narrowed his eyes: "Didn't you find it specially?"

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't know how to answer these words, so he just changed the subject abruptly: "I'm going to take a bath in the creek!"

After saying that, he picked up a few pieces of clothes and ran away, which seemed to be a desperate escape.

Fan Chengwen looked at the empty bowl placed aside, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He just said that with the friendship between Jiang Xiaoliu and Wu Shaohan, it was not difficult to get a pair of medicinal materials, but they would not bring them back after they were boiled at the Qin family.

The Qin family has few servants now. No matter how hard Jiang Xiaoliu tries, he can't let the Qin family members or guards cook the decoction. He will definitely get the medicinal materials back.

But if it was Mrs. Ding who did it, then all the violations would make sense.

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't know that his running away would completely expose Ding Qiutong.

He lingered by the stream for a long time, guessing that Fan Chengwen had fallen asleep, and then returned to the tent.

Unexpectedly, Fan Chengwen not only didn't sleep, but also waited for a long time. When he saw him coming back, he immediately handed over a silver ingot and said, "Tomorrow, you can help me give it to Mrs. Ding and say it's medicine money."

Jiang Xiaoliu:......

How did he guess it? !