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

"receive!"

Lin Shuyun, unable to bear it any longer, interrupted the two tearful people.

"Alright, it's just a little torn coat, what's so dirty about it!"

With tears still on her face, Lu Qiaoqiao looked at Lin Shuyun in surprise, "Sister, how did you know? It was an unknown hero who saved me!"

"I guessed it. Sister Qiaoqiao, this is pumpkin cake I made. Try it and see how it tastes."

Lin Shuyun changed the subject and took a small bamboo basket from the car, lined with a clean cloth.

Some were left for Madam Li; these were specifically for Lu Qiaoqiao to take with her.

"It's delicious." Lu Qiaoqiao immediately ate a piece and stopped crying.

Lin Shuyun took out another small box, "And this is something my older brother asked me to buy from town, saying it's a gift for my future sister-in-law."

"Sister, I..."

Just as Lin Hongzhi was about to retort, Lu Qiaoqiao opened the small box, inside which was a pair of red earrings.

Lu Qiaoqiao blushed immediately and looked at Lin Hongzhi with affection, "You're so handsome, thank you, Brother Hongzhi, will you still marry me?"

Lin Hongzhi wanted to back down again.

Even Old Man Xu couldn't stand it anymore and chimed in, "If you're a man, stop dawdling. Such a good girl, if you keep hesitating and miss out, you'll be crying in secret."

Lin Hongzhi finally seemed to have made up his mind, "Qiaoqiao, my hands will not be able to do delicate work in the future. Let Master take in a new apprentice. I want to marry you, I will be Master's son, and take care of Master in his old age."

Lu Qiaoqiao blushed, and the two gazed at each other deeply.

"What kind of talk is it to stand at the front door without coming inside!"

Carpenter Lu appeared at the door.

"Father!" Lin Hongzhi called out, his face immediately turning bright red. "Master."

Carpenter Lu gave him a disdainful look. "Can't you work with these hands anymore?"

Lin Shuyun spoke up first, "Dr. Yang said it depends on the extent of recovery. If the recovery is good, it's possible."

Lu the carpenter raised his eyelids slightly and said to Lin Hongzhi, "I don't need you to support me in my old age. Just treat my daughter well after she marries into your family."

Lu Qiaoqiao got anxious, "How can that be? Hongzhi has two sons and supports both sets of parents. We can take care of you. If you don't support us in our old age, I won't marry you!"

"Listen to what you're saying. It's only because Hongzhi is honest that he's angry. Anyone else would have left." Carpenter Lu rolled his eyes at his daughter and looked at Lin Shuyun.

Lin Shuyun smiled gently, "Uncle Lu, my husband has to go to school, so we'll be leaving now. My brother will stay here for now and go back on his own later."

Lu the carpenter tried to speak, but Lin Hongzhi grabbed his sleeve.

“Master, Qiaoqiao is right. I will take care of you in your old age with her.”

Lu the carpenter tapped him on the head, "What are you calling 'Master' for? Call me 'Dad'!"

Old Xu couldn't help but click his tongue, "That kid is truly a fool with good fortune."

Jiang Changtian suddenly spoke up, "Will that Manager Wang come again? Wouldn't the Lu family and your brother be in danger?"

"They probably won't come back now that they've offended someone important," Lin Shuyun said without turning her head as she drove the carriage.

If they come again, she'll smash their skulls in.

Jiang Changtian stared at the back of Lin Shuyun's head for a while, thinking to himself, "How could this be such a coincidence?"

She went to town and then ran away?

……

……

I went back to the county.

Fortunately, there were many rooms available, and one was set up for Xiaoqing to stay in.

Xiaoqing's eyes were brimming with tears as she said, "My little sister is the best."

Lin Shuyun ignored him, ate her meal, washed up, and went to bed to rest. Driving a donkey cart all day was tiring.

After Jiang Changtian finished reading the book, he noticed that the person on the bed seemed to have fallen asleep.

He glanced at the soft couch beside him, then at the person on the bed, and after much hesitation, lay down on the edge of the bed.

After lying down, Jiang Changtian felt like a shameless scoundrel. He knew he was going to leave sooner or later, yet he still slept in the same bed with her, ruining her reputation.

Just as she was about to get up, Lin Shuyun's voice came from beside her, "Husband, what do you think about me finding something to do?"

"Huh?" Jiang Changtian froze.

She wasn't asleep?

Did she know what he just said...?

"Say something, are you sleepy?" Lin Shuyun nudged his arm; it was hard and felt really nice.

It would be great if we could touch each other without any barriers or distance.

"No, what are you planning to do?" Jiang Changtian's voice was a little hoarse.

"Oh no, I think I forgot about the coal briquettes again!" Lin Shuyun replied, seemingly ignoring the question, and sat up abruptly.

Old Xu casually picked up the little thing, but the coal ball ran off into the mountains and was forgotten by her again.

Jiang Changtian shuddered in fright. Seeing her about to get up and put on her shoes, he said, "It's smart. It will find its way home on its own."

"Is it even able to find its way around when it's that small?" Lin Shuyun asked, somewhat worried.

Jiang Changtian was hoping that the dead cat wouldn't come back, so he took the opportunity to say, "It can understand human speech, it's not an ordinary cat. Wasn't it living a good life in the mountains before you picked it up?"

"Don't worry, maybe Coal Ball doesn't want to be kept in captivity, otherwise why would it always run into the mountains?"

Dead cat, better not come back.

"You're right." Lin Shuyun was a little conflicted, but she still lay down.

Next time I go back to the village, I'll ask Coal Ball if he'd like to come with her.

"Go to sleep early, you must be exhausted from rushing to catch the train." Jiang Changtian was relieved to see that she wasn't going to look for the cat anymore.

That dead cat is incompatible with him, and it even tried to steal his woman.

Lin Shuyun has excellent eyesight; even in the dark, she can see this face so close to hers, making one want to commit a crime.

"My husband, you are so handsome."

Jiang Changtian's ears burned a little. "Okay, go to sleep."

Lin Shuyun hadn't absorbed any energy in a long time. She secretly touched Jiang Changtian a few times while he was asleep, but he didn't react, so she could only go back to sleep with regret.

Little did she know that someone opened their eyes after she fell asleep, and looking at her half-pale face, their heart softened.

He reached out his hand, paused for a moment, and then withdrew it.

Mother, your son has found a woman he loves.

……

……

Beijing.

Late at night, the Guan family's backyard was still brightly lit.

It was only because Guan Lanzhi, the second daughter of the Guan family who had entered the palace as a concubine, had returned to visit her family.

"Mother, there's no need for such formalities. You're making your daughter feel terrible."

Supported by a palace maid, Consort Lan's petite figure, draped in a cloak, moved gracefully to help Old Madam Guan.

"Your Majesty, etiquette must not be disregarded." Madam Song, the old lady of the Guan family, remained expressionless and insisted on performing the ceremony before rising.

Madam Guan bowed, and all the women behind her bowed in return.

Consort Lan smiled and, after everyone had finished their greetings, stepped forward to support Old Madam Guan's hand. "Mother, it's been a long time since I've been able to leave the palace. Let's have a chat, and let the irrelevant people go back."

It was an honor for a concubine to return home to visit her family, but Consort Lan's late-night visit was purposeful, and it was not convenient for too many people to know.

Upon seeing this, Madam Lin, who was now in charge of managing the household affairs of the Guan family, withdrew with the other female members of the family.

Consort Lan was personally led to her courtyard by the old lady.

After sitting down, the servants served tea. Consort Lan, who had removed her cloak, was petite and exuded charm.

"I heard my sister went to Mount Mi, has she returned?"

"She just returned today and is chanting scriptures in the small Buddhist hall." Madam Song, the old lady of the Guan family, held a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, a hint of barely perceptible disgust in her eyes.