The space boss's daily life of raising cubs, loving husbands and farming

"Don't be nervous, I won't bully you." Shang Wan picked up the thin blanket and wrapped Lu Chengjing's thin body tightly.

Lu Chengjing: Something seems to be wrong?

He coughed dryly, forced the topic back, and asked with concern: "Where do you and Yuanyuan live now?"

"We live in Yushu Village." Shang Wan briefly told him the current situation of the four people, focusing on Chen San and the others, and asked, "Have you ever had a feud with the Lin family?"

She had a hunch that Village Chief Lin's sudden targeting of them was not just to establish his authority, and their only connection with Yushu Village was Lu Chengjing.

"No." Lu Chengjing frowned, "But he deliberately designed to target you, it should be related to me."

Isn't this a contradiction?

Shang Wan looked at him and said, "Speak more carefully."

"Qin Cuixiang, the daughter of Qin Lizhang of Xiaohe Village, is the concubine of Li Can, the only son of Li Wenhua, the former magistrate of Dongning County. Li Can has few children. His wife and other concubines have no children. Only Qin Cuixiang gave birth to a son for him, who may inherit the family business in the future. The Qin family and the Lin family are in-laws."

"Wait, let me sort it out." Shang Wan felt that the amount of information was a bit too much. She pressed her temples, "You mean, the Qin family blamed you for poisoning the former county magistrate, and no one will help their grandson pave the way for success in the future. Out of resentment, they took out their anger on us through the Lin family in-laws?"

Lu Chengjing nodded.

Shang Wan was speechless. If he wanted to take revenge, he could just do it head-on. Was there any need to go through so much trouble?

After thinking about it, she still felt something was wrong. "Shitou didn't introduce himself when he went to exchange for food. How did Village Chief Lin know that we are from the same family?"

Lu Chengjing looked at her plain bun and said, "That silver hairpin has the Lu family's emblem engraved on it."

Shang Wan: “…”

So she is digging her own grave?

Lu Chengjing warned worriedly, "If one plan fails, there must be a backup plan. You guys live in the village, so be careful."

"Don't worry about us." Shang Wan said, "First, tell me, how can I rescue you?"

Lu Chengjing stared at her face for a while, and seeing that she looked serious and not fake, he couldn't help but pursed his pale lips and whispered: "There is no other way except to find out who really poisoned me."

"Then tell me the whole story of the county magistrate's poisoning from beginning to end." Shang Wan grabbed a handful of the messy hair of the person next to him and smoothed it out one strand at a time with his eyes lowered.

Lu Chengjing moved his head uncomfortably, trying to pull his hair back.

"If you move again, you'll be the one in pain." Shang Wan kept pinching her and urged, "Hurry up and tell me. The bailiffs will wake up soon."

Hearing this, Lu Chengjing had to suppress his discomfort and recount the key points of the poisoning.

In fact, the matter was very simple. The day before yesterday, when Lu Chengjing went to Fuyuan Inn, he met Li Wenhua and was invited to have dinner together. Unexpectedly, the wine was poisoned. After drinking the poisonous wine, Li Wenhua died of bleeding from all seven orifices. It was a tragic death.

Lu Chengjing luckily escaped the disaster because he was too weak to drink alcohol.

There were only two of them in the room. After questioning the innkeepers, the bailiffs did not find any other suspicious people, so the charge of poisoning the county magistrate naturally fell on Lu Chengjing.

"Unlucky child." Shang Wan sighed, "Why did you go to Fuyuan Inn for no reason?"

Lu Chengjing turned his face away and pulled the hair back from Shang Wan's hand with force, breaking several strands.

Shang Wan: “…”

This little temper will only cause him to suffer a thousand losses.

She carefully recalled what she had just said, and reached out to poke Lu Chengjing's arm, "I take back what you said, unlucky kid."

Now you shouldn’t be angry anymore, right?

But Lu Chengjing's face became darker, as if someone owed him several thousand taels of silver.

Shang Wan: “…”

I guess Shitou learned his weird behavior from this guy?

"Letter." Lu Chengjing clutched the quilt with his left hand, his voice a little muffled, "I saw the letter."

What letter?

Shang Wan blinked, and a scene suddenly popped up in his mind.

The sour love words on the letter, the original owner's blushing face and rippling heart in the mirror, and the little expression of wanting to refuse but also to welcome.

Damn! Lu Chengjing actually went to Fuyuan Inn to catch an adulterer!

No wonder Shitou blamed her when he just woke up. If it weren't for that letter, Lu Chengjing wouldn't have gone to Fuyuan Inn. If he didn't go to the inn, he wouldn't have met Li Wenhua, and if he didn't meet Li Wenhua, he wouldn't have been blamed for poisoning.

The original owner was delayed for some time because of Mrs. Lu's deliberate embarrassment. When he went out, the news that Lu Chengjing poisoned the county magistrate had spread. The original owner was so scared that he fainted on the spot, and the cuckold operation naturally came to nothing.

"If I say that the letter is fake, do you believe it..." Under Lu Chengjing's stare, Shang Wan curled her lips, "Okay, you definitely don't believe it."

"But I didn't have time to cheat on you, did I?" Shang Wan said confidently, "Don't worry about things that didn't happen. Men should be more generous."

Lu Chengjing was so angry that he laughed. Shang Wan immediately followed suit, "Hey, if you laugh, it means you don't care."

"Okay." Lu Chengjing responded unexpectedly.

Shang Wan was stunned and looked at him carefully.

If he can tolerate being cuckolded, he must be a fake man.

"You really don't care?"

"Yeah." Lu Chengjing responded again, his expression visibly relaxed.

The woman in front of you is not Shang Wan, why bother with her?

Shang Wan didn’t understand what Lu Chengjing was thinking, but since Lu Chengjing was so generous, could she hug him left and right in the future... Ahem, that’s getting off topic, let’s get down to business.

"Who do you think is most likely to poison Li Wenhua?"

Lu Chengjing stared at her for a long while before uttering a name, "Tian Sheng."

Tian Sheng was the county magistrate of Dongning County.

Shang Wan was puzzled, "Why do you doubt him?"

"That day, he came to the inn with an official document from the county government to look for Li Wenhua, and happened to see Li Wenhua having a poison attack."

Shang Wan felt that this reason was a bit far-fetched, "What if he just bumped into it by chance?"

"He was so surprised that he dropped the official document." Lu Chengjing recalled the scene at that time, "The official document fell at my feet. It stated that the county school had changed its teacher. As the county magistrate, he could have made the decision on such a small matter. Even if he had to ask Li Wenhua for his opinion, it was not urgent for him to run from the county government office to the inn in person."

"So you think he made this trip on purpose to witness Li Wenhua's poison attack?"

"Yeah." Lu Chengjing nodded, "I can't think of anyone else except him."

"Okay, let's check this Tian Sheng." Shang Wan said, raising his hand to cover Lu Chengjing's forehead, and found that the temperature had completely returned to normal.

Lu Chengjing could naturally feel the changes in his body. He looked at Shang Wan with his exceptionally dark eyes, "What did you give me to drink just now?"

Shang Wan didn't even blink, "Water."

Lingquan water is also water.

Lu Chengjing felt perfunctory: "..."

"Although the quilt is a bit smelly and thin, it's better than not covering yourself at all." Shang Wan stood up and waved to the people on the straw mat, "Let's go."

Lu Chengjing opened his mouth to say something, but saw a green shadow flash before his eyes, and then disappeared along with the sound of the lock being closed.

There is still a hint of the sweet fragrance of grass and trees in the air.

Lu Chengjing lowered his head, clenched the thin quilt with his left hand, and his eyes hidden in the shadows were dim.