Time Travel Female Queen, Legend of Medicine Saint

As soon as Bai Ziliang got home, he immediately fell on the bed, as tired as mud, "Sister, you lose, you go and cook!"

Jiang Qingchen walked into the room with ointment in his hand and smiled slightly, "Okay, I lose, I'm going to cook. But let me take a look at your wound first and get food later."

While she was talking, she was about to pull off his clothes to see his shoulder injury.

Bai Ziliang suddenly became nervous, like a frightened deer, "Sister, what are you doing?"

He covered his chest with a blush on his face, "Get out quickly, get out quickly. I am not a casual man."

What is going on in this guy's head? Jiang Qingchen was stunned. She shook her head and put the ointment on his bedside, "Then I'll go cook first, and you can apply the ointment yourself."

Her voice was soft, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake. Bai Ziliang looked at her leaving back, secretly wondering in his heart.

He thought of Tie Tie in the forest and that annoying crow. Looking at the ointment on the bedside again, I felt a little confused.

In ancient times, there were no modern electric stoves and gas stoves, but only earthen stoves that burned wood. As soon as Jiang Qingchen entered the kitchen, he didn't know where to start.

It seems that we have to think about making money as soon as possible. It is indeed a good idea to hire a cook, so that the rich will not smell of oil smoke every day.

She didn't want her husband to turn into a yellow-faced man full of vicissitudes of life.

Jiang Qingchen was busy for a long time, and his face was covered with soot. It was only after dark that he brought out a bowl of pheasant that was slightly burnt.

Although the color is not satisfactory, the alluring aroma permeates the entire kitchen.

"It smells so good!" Bai Ziliang couldn't help but praise. Looking at Jiang Qingchen's soot-covered face, he couldn't help but feel a little apologetic in his heart.

She is the head of the family. They saved her and took her in. How could she be allowed to cook? "Sister Qingchen, are you really going to cook? Where is my brother?"

Jiang Qingchen looked at Bai Ziliang's guilty look and smiled softly, "I'd like to admit defeat. Just be happy. Yes, it's already dark. Why hasn't Jiang Lang come back yet?"

She went to the door and looked out. It was very dark at night in the village. Except for a few dogs barking, no one was outside. Could it be that Fugui was having dinner at Yuanwai's house?

It would be nice to have a phone, but it's really inconvenient to have no communication.

Bai Ziliang also looked outside the door, "How about we eat first? My sister may have dinner at her mother's house."

"I'll go check it out at Jiang's wife's house. You eat first!" Jiang Qingchen put down the bowl and ran to Jiang's wife's house worriedly.

"You haven't come back yet? I thought his father was having dinner with you. It's only an hour's journey back and forth to the nunnery. Why haven't you come back yet?"

Jiang Yuanwai's expression changed, something was wrong now, something happened, right?

Jiang Yuanwai quickly called his family members to discuss what to do.

Jiang Jinhua and Jiang Yinhua were both eating in their huts, and when they heard someone coming to report, they found out that their father, who paid homage to the Bodhisattva, had not come back yet.

"Mother, what's going on? Logically speaking, if you go in the morning, you can come back at noon?" Jiang Jinhua asked Jiang Yuanwai eagerly.

Jiang Yinhua also had a sad look on her face, "It's already so dark, will something happen? Why don't you send someone to look for it quickly?"

Liu Dafa and Sun Jinxi were too frightened to say anything. The atmosphere at Jiang's maternal home became tense. Everyone was worried and discussing what to do. .

Jiang Qingchen also felt unprecedented anxiety and worry. She kept pacing back and forth, silently praying in her heart that Jiang Fugui could return safely.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, suddenly there was a faint sound of rushing footsteps in the distance.

Everyone's hearts tightened when they saw a thin figure running over from outside, with an obvious cry in his voice, "Mother, something happened!"

"What's wrong? What happened?" Jiang Qingchen immediately recognized the person as Jiang Xiaoxiao. It was he who accompanied the master and the young master when they went out this time.

Her heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to her. The servant ran closer and cried: "We encountered robbers. The master and the young master are imprisoned on Wang Mazi's Jigong Mountain!"

"What?!" Jiang Yuanwai exclaimed, his face suddenly turned pale. At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.

Jiang Yinhua glared, "How did you take care of the master? They locked him up, how did you come back?"

"I, I..." Jiang Xiaoxiao was stared at by the second lady and felt guilty, "Wang Mazi asked me to come back and deliver a message to the head of the family. If we want the two of us to be safe, we should exchange it for White Foxtail's scarf. One scarf for one person."

This is strange. This scarf was just delivered to Yuan Wai’s house yesterday. Wang Mazi lives in the mountains. How could he know about the white fox scarf so quickly?

Jiang Qingchen looked calm. Of course she was anxious, but the more anxious she was, the easier it would be to cause trouble.

She must remain calm now, "Mother Lang, in this case, it is more important to save people. Give me that scarf, and I will send it up the mountain early tomorrow morning."

When Jiang Yinhua heard this, she immediately shouted: "Jiang Qingchen, this is my father's business. You are a son and wife, so don't worry about it. If you want to save Fugui, just bring the scarf. I will send it to the mountain now. .”

"Master Wife, it's so dark outside now, why are you going up the mountain? Don't go." Sun Jinxi tugged on her sleeve lightly and muttered softly.

Jiang Jinhua sneered, "Sister, brother-in-law, please don't argue. I am the eldest sister in the family. Leave the scarf to me and I will go to the mountain to redeem him tomorrow morning."

Seeing several children rushing to send the ransom in order to save people, Jiang Yuanwai's face became a little happy.

"You guys, stop arguing, Qingchen, go home and get the scarf first, and let the two sisters, Fugui, send it to the mountain early tomorrow morning."

Jiang Qingchen knew that if this scarf fell into the hands of others, he was afraid that not only would he not be able to save his husband, but it would create additional problems.

She pondered for a moment and said calmly, "Mother, something happened to Fugui. I am the head of his family. Waiting at home will definitely not work. How about I send it to the mountain with my two sisters tomorrow morning? .”

After hearing this, Jiang Yuanwai felt that it made sense, and nodded, "Okay, tomorrow morning you and your two sisters will send the scarves to the mountain together. Now everyone can go to rest, we will be busy tomorrow."

When Jiang Qingchen returned home, he kept thinking about how to successfully deliver the scarf to the mountain and rescue Fugui and Lang's father.

Bai Ziliang also clamored to go, "Sister, I'll go too, I'm good at shooting and I'll hide and protect you! If they don't let him go, I'll shoot that Wang Mazi through the heart."

"That's not okay. You can't go. Wait for us to come back at home. Don't worry, we will be fine."

Jiang Qingchen pretended to be relaxed and advised him, "Go to bed quickly. Don't go out tomorrow. Wait for us at home."

I don’t know what will happen when I go up the mountain tomorrow, so how can I let someone who is close to my heart follow me on the adventure?