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"I just feel pain!"

Jing Chunxi stopped and looked at his uncle with a frustrated look on his face. He looked aggrieved and swaying. He was so weak from the pain that he wanted to die.

Although the jade pendant looked very valuable, it was not certain whether anyone would recognize its value after pawning it. Pawnshops would cheat people, especially children. Anyone willing to give her 12,000 taels of silver must be a fool.

"Where does it hurt?"

Jing Changning was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly supported Jing Chunxi, who seemed a little unsteady, and checked her arms and legs again.

"It hurts! It hurts to exchange ten thousand taels of silver with the fairy aunt."

Jing Changning finally understood what was going on. His niece had already told him that medicines required silver. Seeing his niece on the verge of tears, he felt amused and quickly squatted down with his hands behind his back, "Come, Third Uncle, comfort me."

Jing Chunxi didn't hesitate and directly lay on her uncle's back. She also felt a little tired. Although she was not poisoned by the snake, the operation just now still took a lot of her energy. It was mainly because of the pain in her body. She felt that she had made a loss.

"Third Uncle, remember this! I'll compensate Sister Xi later. This deal was worth it." He hadn't expected the antidote to be so expensive. It seemed this divine aunt wasn't working in vain. But the fact that his niece wasn't harmed at all put him at ease. Accepting money and doing good things for her was always better than being two-faced and hypocritical.

Jing Chunxi was speechless and muttered to herself: "If anyone wants to accompany me, it won't be my uncle." Making money from family members is not making money, it's called cheating, and she would never do that.

It feels so good to trick the little dandy, it feels so good.

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Beijing,

Pingyang Houfu.

Even after reporting the case to the authorities, even the Dali Temple was alerted, and the government sent people to investigate several times. In the end, the theft in the Marquis' Mansion was determined to be caused by an internal thief, but the actual thief was not found. The fact was that their door had not been pried open, and there were no signs of thieves climbing over the wall. If they said that they had moved away all the things, shelves, and furniture, it would take at least dozens of trucks in broad daylight to move them all. No one would believe that it was not an internal thief.

The last time the Junior Official of the Dali Temple came to see the Marquis and Chu Xuan, his eyes were a little strange, and he even mocked them in his words.

They thought the people in the Dali Temple were all vegetarians who would allow them to deceive them, and even dared to report a false case to them. In their experience, such a case was impossible. The masters of Pingyang Marquis's Mansion were really interesting. After emptying their own warehouse, they reported a false case. Whether they wanted to deceive their superiors or to win the sympathy of the emperor was unknown. After all, their relatives in law had suffered such a great crime, they would not believe that they would not get involved in the crime.

The Dali Temple is not dependent on your Pingyang Marquis Mansion, but it has no time to get involved in this mess. It is good enough that they don't punish them. They should be reminded to withdraw the case and let them know that if they don't, it will only bring them more trouble.

Marquis Pingyang knew that he had to suffer this loss. It was just their bad luck. Many of his servants were beaten to death and those that needed to be sold were sold. He really couldn't find any evidence that someone else had come in and stolen the things.

However, the fact that the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion reported a false case was not suppressed and spread throughout the capital. The heat of the story of the separation of wives and children, which had finally died down, came back again.

The marquis's mansion was emptied, but no one knew that the deeds to their farm and shop were all gone. As long as no one reported it to the government, the farm and shop could continue to operate, and they could survive by relying on the rent from the shop and the income from the farm. However, the original accumulation was completely gone, and it was impossible to restore the former glory.

Concubine Liu ultimately couldn't escape the judgment of Imperial Physician Song. After a few days of taking strong medicine, her symptoms gradually improved, but she was still disfigured. A few days later, she was carried into a small Buddhist temple in the corner of the backyard and completely confined. She was never allowed to leave, and even her son couldn't see him again. She would only live a life of seclusion, contemplating the Buddha's presence.

After Mrs. Liu woke up, her mouth was a little crooked, and the new doctor couldn't restore it even after giving her acupuncture many times.

At first, people thought that Bao Ge'er's illness was really caused by his mother scaring him. He had nightmares and high fever every few days. After several times in a row, he would go crazy every time he had a fever. He would go crazy in the middle of the night and bark, scratch and bite people. Whenever this happened, his whole body had to be tied up. The intervals between the onset of the disease were getting shorter and shorter. The doctors who came to see him shook their heads and even suggested that they go to the temple to worship more often and donate more incense money. The implicit meaning of their words was: Maybe the elders in the family had done something shameful and wrong, and were punished by the Buddha or the ancestors on the younger generation.

"Why didn't I think of it? I'm afraid I really offended some god. Go find a Taoist priest and ask him." After the old lady lost two pounds due to the torture, she finally listened to the advice of the old nanny in the yard. If she continued to torture like this, she felt that she was about to die. Doctor Song also said that if she didn't calm down and take care of herself after the stroke, if it happened again, she would have to lie down for the rest of her life.

After three consecutive rituals and after being cheated out of a lot of money by the Taoist priest, Baoger finally stopped having a fever and was no longer crazy. However, he was no longer as alert as before. He looked dull, as if he had completely changed his personality. He could not even go to the front yard to read, and had to be watched over by two maids and two servants all day long.

Under everyone's persuasion, the old general and the old lady both got on the mule cart. Seeing that the cart was empty, Zhuang also took Qiaoqiao on board. This little guy was so adorable, sensible and well-behaved, sweet-mouthed and very hardworking. She could walk for an hour without feeling tired. But she was still young after all. She didn't weigh much anyway, so she had to be taken care of. At least she could play with Jing Mingzhu.

Because Lin saved the old lady that night without caring about her own daughter, everyone no longer looked at Lin differently. They were a little worried about her before, but now that her two cruel elders were dead and the old patriarch's family no longer cared about her, Lin and her daughter became the proper members of their family.

Lin also felt the kindness that everyone showed them. Now that her daughter was on the cart again, she was even more unwilling to sit idle. The cart was not heavy with just a few quilts and two children, so she always rushed to pull the cart. Everyone knew her personality and let her do what she wanted. Only Sugar Frosting would occasionally take turns pulling with her.

The quilt on the cart was still spread out like this, so people could take a nap on it during the lunch break when they felt sleepy. Jing Chunxi also liked to lie down on it when he was tired, and sometimes he even pulled Jing Mingyue along.

"That little dandy is truly precious. He hides away after a minor injury." Shi Lang was a bit bored, and seeing Qiaoqiao and her sister feeding the bunny with vegetable leaves and ignoring him, he felt even more bored. These past few days, he'd been restrained by his mother and couldn't go fishing anymore, and he was itching to do it.

Because Heizi had to serve the little dandy, he seldom stayed except to say hello to them when he turned around to look at his mother. Because of the snake bite, the children became much quieter and rarely fought or made noises. Even the quarrels had left them without playmates.

Fresh grass was scarce along the roadside in winter, so Jing Chunxi had plucked the vegetable leaves from his space. After a few days of feeding them to the little buns, the rabbit, once skinny and listless like a mouse, had become adorable and lively. Worried about it escaping, Shilang tied one of its legs with a small piece of cloth. The two buns adored it so much that they wouldn't even come down to run around during lunch break.