The general's wife is too naughty, she starts to flirt with him

Song Qingci and Shan Li returned to the carriage.

While tidying up her clothes, she instructed Feng Er, "Go collect more firewood and bring back some more rice porridge."

Feng Er took the order and left.

Shan Li helped Song Qingci remove the dead leaves stuck in her hair.

"Are you sure the mother and daughter will come?"

Shan Li knew that the extra rice porridge was definitely prepared for the mother and daughter.

"Ninety-nine percent sure." Song Qingci felt that he had made himself clear. There shouldn't be any surprises.

The little bit that is missing is to prevent sudden accidents.

"I don't believe Chu Huaian attacked the mother and daughter for the sake of favoring his concubine and neglecting his wife. Madam Chu must know something else. Something very important to Chu Huaian."

If he wanted to favor his concubine over his wife, why would he wait until now? He could have done it after Aunt Zhu gave birth to the eldest son.

Chu Ling'er was younger at that time, so she didn't have to worry about so many things when she took action, which was more convenient.

From the information she learned, Chu Huaian had been the county magistrate in Boyang for more than ten years.

Logically speaking, he should have been promoted long ago, but it is very strange that he has been serving as the county magistrate in Boyang for so many years.

Originally, they were going to Boyang to find out the truth.

But before they arrived in Boyang, they met Chu Ling'er and her daughter.

This is like giving someone a pillow when they are sleepy.

Sure enough, just as Song Qingci expected, when the sky just got light, Chu Ling'er appeared in front of them supporting Madam Chu.

"You guys are here!"

Song Qingci looked at the two of them with a smile, "There are clean clothes and a bucket of water in the carriage. You two can get in the carriage to wash up, change clothes, and have breakfast in a while."

Song Qingci had previously put all the things in the carriage that did not belong to this era into the space.

I also took some things that could be used now and put them away.

Mrs. Chu and Chu Ling'er felt much more at ease when they heard the greeting.

He also got on the carriage obediently.

Without those space-consuming things in the carriage, there is still a lot of space.

The mother and daughter cleaned up each other and changed into the clothes that Song Qingci had prepared before getting out of the carriage.

Seeing them coming down, Song Qingci sat by the fire and greeted them, "Come over and have some hot porridge after you've packed up. It's still a little cold this morning, so drink some hot porridge to warm your body."

Only Song Qingci was sitting by the fire; Shan Li and Feng Er were not there.

Mrs. Chu took Chu Ling'er over and sat down.

The fragrance of rice porridge penetrates into the nose, making people feel refreshed.

Only then did Song Qingci see the appearance of the mother and daughter clearly.

Her face had been washed clean, and her messy hair had been combed and fixed with a wooden hairpin. Although her cheeks had become sunken due to thinning, judging by her facial features, the mother and daughter were very similar.

They all look like typical beauties from Jiangnan.

Even though its color has lost 70% of its original color, it still looks pleasing to the eye.

Chu Huaian is pretty lucky.

"Eat it quickly. You can take the medicine after you finish eating."

Song Qingci said as he took out the prepared pills from a small bag beside him.

Both mother and daughter now have to take medicine.

Mrs. Chu mainly needs to relieve pain and inflammation, while Chu Ling'er needs to strengthen her body and replenish her vital energy.

"Now that you're following me, it's not appropriate to call me by my old name. Think of a new one for yourselves."

Madam Chu glanced at her daughter before saying, "My maiden name is Qin Wanjun. From now on, my benefactor, please call me Nanny Wan."

"Okay, from now on you will be Nanny Wan by my side." Song Qingci looked at Chu Ling'er again, "What about you?"

Chu Ling'er thought for a moment and said, "Just call me Chunhe. The early spring wheat symbolizes new life."

"Okay, you can call me Chunhe."