Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

The old lady's behavior was so obvious that it would be difficult for Sang Ning to pretend not to know.

Looks like I'm even planning to make her underwear?

That works too, she needs it too.

But I have to tell her to make it shorter, because she's not used to wearing long clothes.

Li Yuzhi and the others quickly hid the rest of their belongings.

But three bags of rice are too conspicuous; where should they be hidden?

Even the small cellar in the kitchen isn't big enough!

"Put it in the kitchen first, I'll deal with it later," Sang Ning said.

After that, everyone stopped caring.

Sang Ning then said to the old lady, "Mother, I'll leave half a bag in the small cellar. You can have your second uncle carry it back when you have time."

"Good, good, good."

The old lady's eyes were moist.

They were brothers after all; they couldn't just abandon them.

After everyone had gone to their rooms to rest at night, Sang Ning went to the kitchen again.

Unbeknownst to her, Huo Jingya was secretly following behind.

She was so curious. Everyone said that Fourth Sister-in-law knew the Five Elements Movement Technique, but how exactly did she move the elements?

I didn't see anyone burning incense or paper money, or chanting spells.

There was a small window in the kitchen, and a sliver of moonlight shone in, illuminating the three bags of rice.

Sang Ning didn't turn on the light either, but put his hand on the bag and grabbed it.

If she hadn't been covering her mouth, Huo Jingya would have screamed!

The bag of rice vanished into thin air!

Supernatural!

immortal!

Except for half a bag, the rest disappeared!

Huo Jingya was so excited that she trembled all over and almost knelt down on the spot.

That's absolutely amazing!

"What are you doing there?" a male voice sounded from behind.

The night was chilly and slightly gloomy.

Huo Jingya turned around abruptly, her first instinct being to run away.

"Fourth, Fourth Brother, I, that..."

"What are you doing here?"

Hearing the noise, Sang Ning came out of the kitchen and looked at the two of them suspiciously.

"Looking for Fourth Brother."

"Wait for you."

They both spoke at the same time.

Huo Chang'an gave Huo Jingya a cold look, then looked at Sang Ning and said in a low voice, "Go back to sleep. Don't make Mother overthink things."

what what?

Why is he so direct!

Asking that in front of Huo Jingya!

She only slept at her mother's for one day!

Besides, everyone knows she's on her period, even the little kids know! What's there to overthink?

"I'll stay here longer..."

"Fourth Sister-in-law!" Huo Jingya suddenly exclaimed, her voice loud and firm, as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

"If your fourth brother makes you angry, then beat him up! If you don't, our whole family will beat him up for you! You'll always be my dear fourth sister-in-law, and your fourth brother can step aside!"

What the hell is wrong with this brat?!

Huo Chang'an pulled out a stick from behind his wheelchair and was about to strike.

This is outrageous! Who's going to beat whom up?

Huo Jingya let out a "whoosh" and ran back to her room.

Sang Ning scratched his head, not quite understanding what was wrong with Huo Jingya again.

"Um, is the amber all set yet?"

"It's finished, but I haven't had time to polish it yet."

"Oh, no need to rush, take your time." Sang Ning had nothing more to say.

"Then I'll go back to sleep."

Huo Chang'an grabbed her sleeve, then quickly let go.

"She's right... If I make you angry, you can hit me."

The boy had a faint scent of soap on him, and his voice was exceptionally soft, making the cool air around him seem to warm up.

He lowered his head slightly, his black hair obediently spread on both sides, giving off an inexplicable baby-like vibe.

Little wolf cub?

This must be all the moon's fault!

"Why are you angry? Do you think I'm just bored? I'm not going home tonight, I'll go back to sleep tomorrow!"

This is so annoying!

She's already laid out the straw nest, she definitely won't move it, what if it leaks again?

The quantity will be less tomorrow.

She's not an unweaned baby, why force her to go back to sleep?

Sang Ning's heart pounded, and she deliberately made a loud noise before running away.

Huo Chang'an stayed in the courtyard for a long time before slowly pushing his wheelchair back to his room.

Jintang had been working as a wooden stake all day and was so tired that she fell asleep early.

The little guy really suffered.

She used to have delicate skin, and even grinding ink was done by a servant; she never had to exert herself at all.

Mother was already afraid of the cruelty of the battlefield, and now that another son of the Huo family had become a good student, she was overjoyed and even said that the Huo family was about to produce another young scholar who would become the top scholar in the imperial examination.

Who would have thought...

Ultimately, we still have to walk this path.

Huo Chang'an placed the candle on the kang (a heated brick bed), took out a pin, burned it, and pulled out Jintang's hand, which was hidden under the quilt.

The child had blisters on his hands, but he tried to hide them so no one could see them.

A bouquet of flowers sat by the window, arranged and placed there by my third sister-in-law.

The fragrance is delicate and refreshing, making it particularly easy to calm the mind.

He recalled that dreamlike experience.

The red flowers floating in the water, and the black fish that had exchanged a glance with him...

After purging four or five blisters and applying some medicinal powder to them, Huo Chang'an took the candle away and extinguished it.

He rolled his wheelchair to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and in the pitch-black night, he slowly, slowly... stood up.

However, it only lasted for a short while.

He couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

There is no rush.

If you want to speed, you can't reach it.

His eyes were sharp and burning with determination as he began to massage and stretch his legs.

He stopped when he felt a soreness in his lower back.

He reached out and grabbed the basin of water and towel that had been prepared beforehand by the kang (a heated brick bed), then wiped the sweat from his body.

He then covered Jintang with a blanket in the dark before falling into a deep sleep.

……

A dark, damp dungeon infested with cockroaches and rats.

The elder brother's hands, which were covered in bruises from writing, were so swollen he couldn't clench them into a fist.

My second brother's collarbone was pierced through his body, rendering him completely incapacitated.

The third brother's right arm, which he used to wield the knife, was limp and twisted.

They cruelly stripped everyone of what was most important to them.

Finally, the only unharmed boy was dragged away.

The eunuch, with a pale face and thin cheeks, had a sinister smile that hinted at evil.

"Fourth Young Master, you have such a beautiful face! Even more beautiful than the noble ladies who wear makeup every day."

"The first time I saw you, I was completely captivated by your face..."

"Fourth Young Master, before you die, let this servant serve you one last time!"

The boy, like a mad beast, bit off the eunuch's ear in one gulp.

During the punishment of the eunuch's madness, his face was pressed hard against the burning red iron...

"No, it's a promise that the four sons of the Huo family can't be missing, you you you..." Someone rushed over to stop them.

But the eunuch had already gone mad, and like a rabid dog, he stabbed the man to death.

Then, iron rods were struck repeatedly on the boy's waist and legs...

The boy convulsed, his eyes rolled back, his face contorted in pain, and he was drenched in sweat, yet he didn't utter a sound, only a muffled whimpering sound came from his throat.

He stared intently at the eunuch, as if he were a vengeful demon ready to devour everything.

Finally, he lost consciousness and was thrown back into his cell.

"Chang'an!"

"Fourth brother!"

"Xiao Si!"

The voices of the three older brothers rose and fell in turn.

Finally, the prison guards shouted, the shackles clashed, and chaos reigned.

His brothers were taken away, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what he did.

"Chang'an...remember this..."

"Chang'an..."

It was my older brother's voice.

But what did he say?

What did he whisper in his ear?

Tell me... tell me...