Transmigrated into a Prosperous Farm Wife, Pampered, Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Prime Minister

Inside the room lay an unconscious woman.

There was a bloodstained dagger, a severed man's finger, and a woman's little finger nearby.

The flamboyant man stepped forward and checked Meng Yingying's breath, then suddenly pinched her philtrum.

Meng Yingying woke up and screamed incessantly upon seeing the strangers.

"Don't scream, or I'll kill you!" The man sat down on the relatively clean bed with a cold face.

"I've already paid for this room, so it's mine now. You can leave, and take your things with you when you go."

The flamboyant man pointed to the severed finger and dagger on the ground.

Meng Yingying's witness had no intention of killing her, so she ignored the blood on her hands and ran away.

"Shopkeeper, will something go wrong up here?"

The waiter glanced at Meng Yingying as she ran out and sensed something was wrong.

The young nobleman ran away with his hands covered in blood, and then a man and a woman came out. The man was covered in whip marks, and just now a woman ran out, her hands also covered in blood.

Has someone died up there? Or is it haunted?

The innkeeper, who was sleeping in the back, muttered under his blanket, "Can you please stop talking so much? Of all the people who come to stay here, who do you think is a good person? After the guests check out, just clean the room and see, no one will cause trouble!"

He runs a shady business; only people from all walks of life with murder on their hands can find this place.

sleep.

The waiter scratched his head blankly and went back to cleaning. He was the only waiter in the shop, and luckily there weren't many customers. Otherwise, with the shopkeeper being so lazy, how could he possibly manage?

As soon as she stepped out of the guest room, Meng Yingying, who had circled around to the back, was grabbed by the arm.

"Miss, Miss, what are you doing here? The master and madam have been looking for you frantically. Are you alright?"

Meng Yingying was so frightened she almost fainted. After seeing that it was the maid who served her, she hugged the person and started crying.

"Miss, where's your finger? You've lost a piece of your finger!"

The maidservant cried out in surprise when she saw Meng Yingying's hand.

Not far away, Magistrate Meng, his face dark, watched as Madam Meng alighted from her carriage.

Seeing that her daughter, who had been missing for two days, was missing a finger, she almost fainted and quickly had her maid help Meng Yingying into the carriage.

Seeing that there was no one around, Madam Meng gritted her teeth and said, "Master, since Yingying says that the child is Jiang Changtian's, then let Jiang Changtian acknowledge her. She is, after all, our daughter. A poor scholar like him has gained your favor; he should be extremely grateful. I'm begging you to give our daughter a way out."

“The academy is protecting Jiang Changtian, and he’s the top scholar. You think it’s so easy for him? Look at the good daughter you raised. She eloped with someone at the slightest disagreement and ended up crippling herself!” Magistrate Meng was so angry that he wanted to kill his daughter.

He used to seem so proper and well-behaved, how could he have done something so outrageous?

"Then what do you suggest? We can't really let Yingying die, can we? She's my only daughter, how can I live without her!"

Madam Meng was both angry and resentful, but in the end, she still felt sorry for her.

"Let her bear the bastard child in her belly, lock her in her room and let her reflect on her actions. It probably won't work if she tries to frame Jiang Changtian."

Magistrate Meng glanced up at the guesthouse, then turned and got into his carriage.

Yingying was taken to such a place that even he, the county magistrate, had no way to investigate.

"Jiang Changtian? The top official?"

The flamboyant man stood by the second-floor window, listening intently to the words as he read them.

Seeing the two people get into the carriage, he jumped out of the second-floor window and followed them silently.

……

……

After examining Lin Hongzhi's injuries, Dr. Zhang stayed for a meal at everyone's warm invitation, and then left without disturbing the family's reunion.

Since he was the head of the hospital and now lived in the town, he could only be an ordinary doctor, occasionally treating minor ailments like headaches and fevers. That's why everyone called him Doctor Zhang.

"Master, dinner is ready, come and eat!"

Gui Tong, with his wrinkled, dark, round face, brought out two bowls of porridge and a plate of cold bok choy from the kitchen.

He cooked for several days, and the porridge he made was finally white and fluffy. The bok choy was blanched and then mixed with vinegar and salt, which tasted pretty good too.

"You eat, I've already eaten in the neighbor's yard! I'm going to take a nap, I'm getting old, I get sleepy after eating."

Dr. Zhang went back to his room to sleep while he was talking.

Once he wakes up, find a cook for Gui Tong to apprentice under.

Gui Tong muttered an "oh," and then said, "Master! Don't you feel any guilt eating all by yourself?"

It was obvious that Dr. Zhang wasn't in pain; he had just fallen asleep when Gui Tong came to wake him.

"Sir, is someone looking for you?"

"Dr. Zhang, are you home?" Lin Shuyun called out from the yard.

Dr. Zhang came out rubbing his eyes. "Yes, Madam Jiang. What brings you here? Are you here to buy medicine? Or is there something wrong with your elder brother's injury?"

"I brought some medicine. See if you can make it into wound medicine." Lin Shuyun opened a floral cloth package, which contained mostly the medicinal materials needed for wound medicine.

Doctor Zhang's drowsiness vanished instantly. He excitedly rushed forward, looking at the medicinal herbs in the package. "This, this... where did you get these herbs? These are all top-quality, top-quality!"

Seeing his excited expression, as if he had seen his own mother, Lin Shuyun raised an eyebrow. "My family lives in a village near the mountains. I picked these from the mountains. Do you think they would be more effective if we made them into wound medicine?"

She took these medicines out of her spatial storage, intending to make some convenient pills and powders, and that's when she thought of Director Zhang.

"It's more than just a little better, it's absolutely wonderful! I'll make it and send it over to you." Headmaster Zhang took the package, his eyes glued to the medicinal herbs.

"The extra money can be your consultation fee!" Lin Shuyun said, indicating that she wouldn't take advantage of anyone for free.

Dr. Zhang's expression was serious. "Gui Tong, Madam Jiang is our savior. From now on, you will listen to whatever Madam Jiang says. Do you understand?"

Gui Tong: ...

Lin Shuyun came out of Doctor Zhang's courtyard and saw Jiang Changtian.

She greeted him with a smile, taking his hand in hers. "Husband, did you wait for me here on purpose?"

Jiang Changtian's lips curled up slightly. "Yunyun, some of my men might be coming soon, so I thought I'd let you know in advance."

"You have subordinates?" Lin Shuyun hummed in response.

Her mind wandered to another matter. Since the space was upgraded, when she came into contact with Jiang Changtian, she only felt a slight fluctuation and had not absorbed any energy from him.

Could it be that her energy treasure has been completely drained, or that she's become immune to it?

Jiang Changtian nodded seriously, "He is my subordinate, and also a brother who has gone through thick and thin with me. I would like to introduce you to them later."

"Okay!" Lin Shuyun smiled brightly.

Jiang Changtian looked at her fair face, his ears burning slightly, and he stammered, "Yunyun, if I go back to the capital, will you come with me?"

"It depends on my mood at the time, but..."

Lin Shuyun rolled her eyes and drew out her voice.