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

But what exactly happened?!

Huo Chang'an's eyes began to glare.

He called softly, ignoring everyone else, his fingers tracing Sang Ning's features.

"Ning'er, are you too tired? Open your eyes and answer me, then I'll carry you to the car and we can continue sleeping on the road."

He knew that Sang Ning was actually very alert when he slept.

Even when she's exhausted, she'll wake up at the slightest sound, but she'll just glance at it and then go back to sleep with her head covered.

So, she really was dizzy.

No matter how many times I called to him, he wouldn't wake up.

"I understand. It's because of insufficient nutrition. She hasn't eaten meat for a long time. Isn't she too weak?" Huo Chang'an turned around and questioned.

So does that mean monks don't live long?

Lu Shishen felt that Huo Chang'an was a little too anxious at the moment, to the point that his mind was a bit confused.

Has the Lord forgotten that he has searched for many nutritious and delicious ingredients from all over the world, and that the Mistress is the best at cooking, so they eat very well every day and don't lack meat at all?

"My lord, the mistress is in good health."

"Why isn't he awake! You quack!"

"Amitabha."

With a Buddhist chant, Master Duxin was invited over by the old lady.

"Fourth Master, please calm down. Your wife is fine. It was just that I placed a warning spell on her beforehand."

"What warning spell?" Huo Chang'an questioned, his tone icy.

What right did he have to cast a curse without anyone's consent, and how did he do it?

"Fourth son, don't be rude!" the old lady scolded.

"It was because the master was afraid of missing anything, so he placed a warning spell on Ning'er early on. If a calamity were to come, she would faint and seek refuge."

Master Duxin waved his hand and explained kindly, "I just calculated that the tribulation between you two should occur on the way to the Northern Frontier, and it should affect your wife. Therefore, if you want to resolve it, you cannot go together."

Is that true?

Huo Chang'an looked back at Sang Ning again.

Her breathing was even, and her face was serene; she showed no signs of illness whatsoever.

It's okay if she can't go; her safety is the most important thing.

When will she wake up?

"Once the calamity is over, she will naturally wake up. Hehe, Silang, get to the Northern Frontier as soon as possible, and your wife will wake up sooner. Once the calamity is over, I will personally take her to the Northern Frontier to meet you."

"Thank you for your help, Master."

Although they didn't want to leave, two hundred thousand troops were still waiting outside.

Huo Chang'an kicked everyone out.

He grasped Sang Ning's hand, and a thought entered his spatial dimension.

The space was warm and comfortable, with nothing unusual about it.

Huo Chang'an felt a little relieved. He felt that this space must be connected to Sang Ning. If she were in danger, it wouldn't be so peaceful.

Several more rows of iron cans have appeared where the explosives were stored; they were newly made by Sang Ning.

This item is difficult to transport, and I'm also afraid of people coveting it, so I originally planned to take it out from my space in the northern border region.

Since Ning'er can't travel with him now, we have to transport a portion of the goods first.

Huo Chang'an moved some things out.

Then he called Tao Liang into the house.

“Aunt Tao, Ning’er didn’t let you stay by her side before, not because she disliked you.”

Upon hearing this, Tao Liang's eyes widened slightly as he listened intently.

At first, Huo Chang'an also thought that Sang Ning disliked it, but later he understood.

“Ning’er doesn’t like being waited on. You’re getting old. She brought you here to take care of you in your old age, not to make you do things for her.”

Ning'er is different from the people here in many ways.

Take Tao Liang for example.

If it were them, they would continue to treat Momo as a loyal servant, giving her enough trust and important responsibilities.

But Ning'er actually treated her as her elder.

She felt uncomfortable being ordered around occasionally, so when Momo followed closely behind, she felt a lot of pressure. Eventually, he simply stopped allowing her to follow.

But what she didn't know was that Tao Liang, who had been a slave all her life, was only saddened by her inability to win the favor of her young master, feeling lost and ashamed.

“Aunt Tao, you are the most loyal to my mother-in-law and Ning’er. Although we have hired a few maids in the mansion, I don’t trust any of them.”

Tao Liang straightened his back, and a glow appeared on his aged face.

"After I leave, you must sleep in this room and stay by Ning'er's side. Except when my mother and third sister-in-law are watching over her, you cannot leave her side for even a moment. Can you do that?"

"Yes! This old servant can do it!" Tao Liang's eyes shone brightly, and he looked several years younger.

This is the difference between reusing and not reusing!

For Tao Liang, certain ideas were deeply ingrained; she was Sang Ning's servant, even in death.

She didn't want to be anything else either.

Huo Chang'an's lips twitched slightly.

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

The sun was already high in the sky, and he really had to leave.

He leaned down and whispered something in Sang Ning's ear before kissing her.

Like a light butterfly alighting on a spring petal.

Momoya unconsciously grinned.

She only closed her mouth after Huo Chang'an left.

Oh dear, I forgot, they're siblings!

That's such a pity.

The man was handsome, and the woman was pretty; she had never seen such a perfect match.

Or should we just let things slide?

As long as the young lady is willing.

Huo Chang'an asked Du Xin a few more questions before coldly ordering people to load the wooden crate containing the explosives onto the car.

Jintang carried a small bundle on her back and walked over with steady little steps.

Of course, Shao Songchen, carrying a large bundle, was also by his side.

"Fourth Uncle, Fourth Aunt said before that if she has something to do and is delayed, I will be the backup."

"What do you mean?"

Jintang smiled gently, her phoenix eyes curving upwards, without revealing a single tooth: "What I mean is, I am very important and indispensable."

Huo Chang'an was suspicious.

"Did your fourth aunt really say that?"

"It's true."

Huo Chang'an was somewhat convinced, because Sang Ning treated Jin Tang better than he did, praising him as a child prodigy and teaching him everything.

Well, my sister-in-law is coming along anyway, one more won't make a difference.

He glanced at Shao Songchen as he passed by.

What's with this silly child, always following Jintang around?

"Fourth Uncle, I am Jintang's backup plan, but also indispensable," Shao Songchen quickly said.

Who is your fourth uncle?

Huo Chang'an didn't care. Anyway, his father was going to the Northern Frontier, so he might as well follow.

Two hundred thousand troops, banners waving, magnificent and orderly, stretching as far as the eye can see.

In the distance, several carriages finally came into view, with figures riding fine horses in front of them.

"The Lord has arrived!" Pei Ming'an said.

Madam Shao came to see them off again.

Tie the new amulet to Shao Qing's scabbard.

The two were talking when they looked in that direction.

"Look how good other people's sons are," Shao Qing sighed.

The elderly lady got off the bus, supported by her two children on either side; the scene of filial piety between grandmother and grandchildren was truly enviable.

"No matter how much you look at it, it's not going to become ours."

After speaking, Madam Shao suddenly remembered, "How long has it been since Chen'er came back?"

"I don't know." Shao Qing blinked, then blinked again.

"Why do I feel like that tall one looks like our son?"

It wasn't until Shao Songchen ran up that Madam Shao realized that it was indeed her adopted son!

"Father, do you carry a blowgun? Give me one, I'll give it to Jintang for self-defense."

"Young master, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your father."

"Oh, General Shao, do you have a blowgun?"

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