Fleeing from famine? Not a chance; the divine healer's wife made her fortune.

When faced with obstacles again, we will support and help each other.

Su Yunlan and Xiao Yuhan heard news from the exile team that they were to depart ahead of schedule.

The news struck them like a bolt from the blue, shattering the brief moment of peace they had just enjoyed at the market.

A surge of indescribable urgency welled up in Su Yunlan's heart. Not all of her items had been sold yet, which meant that their preparations would be in trouble.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she scanned the market, as if searching for a solution.

Xiao Yuhan also frowned, a hint of worry showing between his brows.

As a war god, he was used to facing all kinds of difficulties and challenges, but this time was different. The early departure of the exile team meant that their time was more pressing.

He held Su Yunlan's hand tightly, offering her silent support and encouragement.

Su Yunlan felt his strength, and her heart became more determined.

"Cui'er, go back first and tell the others to prepare. We will return as soon as possible," Su Yunlan decisively instructed.

Xiao Cui nodded, then turned and hurriedly left.

Su Yunlan turned to look at Xiao Yuhan, her eyes flashing with determination: "We need to find a way to solve this problem. I'll go to the constables first and see if I can buy some time."

Xiao Yuhan loosened his grip slightly, but his eyes still held concern: "Be careful, the people over there are not simple."

Su Yunlan nodded and turned to walk towards the other end of the market.

She came to a small stall and found Constable Li, the town's constable.

Officer Li was leaning lazily against the table, drinking tea, when he saw Su Yunlan approaching, a hint of displeasure flashed across his face.

Su Yunlan took a deep breath, trying her best to remain calm.

"Officer Li, we've received word from our exile team that they're setting off ahead of schedule. We still have some important supplies to process. Could you please ask them to let us know so we can have a little more time?" Su Yunlan asked, trying to be as polite as possible.

Officer Li put down his teacup and sneered, "Madam Su, are you begging me? I don't have the power to change the decision of the exile team. Besides, you offended that bully Zhu before, isn't it a bit too late to come to me for help now?"

A surge of anger welled up in Su Yunlan's heart, but she forced herself to suppress it.

She knew this was not the time to argue with Constable Li.

She lowered her head and said softly, "We just want to buy ourselves more time to process the supplies we have. Please be lenient."

When the people around saw this scene, they began to whisper.

Some people sighed, while others shook their heads, as if accusing Su Yunlan of being ungrateful.

A suffocating atmosphere permeated the market, and Su Yunlan felt an invisible pressure.

Just then, Xiao Yuhan suddenly appeared beside her, his voice deep and firm: "Officer Li, we understand your difficulties, but we do need some time. If you can help, we will never forget your kindness."

Officer Li glanced coldly at Xiao Yuhan, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Fourth Master Xiao, how could I dare not help you if you put it that way? However, some things can't be solved just by talking."

Su Yunlan clenched her fists, her anger almost bursting out, but she forced herself to calm down.

She looked up at Xiao Yuhan, and their eyes met again in the air, as if silently conveying their firm determination.

"No matter what, thank you for your kindness." Xiao Yuhan seemed to see through Su Yunlan's thoughts, gently patted her shoulder, and the two turned around side by side, resolutely walking towards the road back.

Their figures faded into the distance amidst the crowd, leaving behind a whispering marketplace, the air thick with tension and unease.

Su Yunlan made up her mind that no matter what, she would not let this early departure affect them.

The road ahead for her and Xiao Yuhan will only become wider and wider.

Although Xiao Yuhan's tone was calm, it carried an undeniable firmness as he slowly took out a jade pendant from his pocket.

The jade pendant was entirely emerald green, warm and smooth, and emitted a faint luster in the sunlight; it was clearly priceless.

The people in the market fell silent instantly, their eyes all focused on the jade pendant. Even Officer Li, who had initially looked disdainful, couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring greedily at the jade pendant, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"Officer Li," Xiao Yuhan's voice was steady, "this jade is a heirloom of my late father, priceless. Could you exchange it for some time?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the surrounding people, with whispers rising and falling.

They never expected that this seemingly aloof Master Xiao would go to such lengths to buy time, even bringing out such a precious treasure.

The vendor, Song, gaped in astonishment, forgetting to offer the candied hawthorn to the customer.

Qin Shusheng raised his head, which had been hanging low, and looked at Xiao Yuhan with a hint of respect.

Officer Li stared at the jade pendant, his eyes gleaming with greed. He reached out his hand, then hesitated and withdrew it. He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said with feigned composure, "Fourth Master Xiao, you...you're too kind. Since you're so sincere, I'm not unreasonable. I agree to this." He reached out and snatched the jade pendant, clutching it tightly in his hand as if afraid someone would take it away.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Yuhan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Officer Li. We are extremely grateful."

After accepting the jade pendant, Constable Li became more efficient and immediately set off for the person in charge of the exile team to negotiate.

Before long, Constable Li returned with a beaming smile and said to Su Yunlan and Xiao Yuhan, "Gentlemen, I have spoken to the higher-ups, and the exile team has agreed to give you half a day so you can continue selling your goods."

Hearing this, Su Yunlan finally felt relieved. She took a deep breath and thanked Officer Li.

The surrounding people breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, as if they themselves had been saved.

Only Manager Hu

Su Yunlan turned her head and looked at Xiao Yuhan. She wanted to say something, but hesitated.

Xiao Yuhan felt her gaze and turned his head. Their eyes met, and both of them were filled with complex emotions.

"Let's go back first," Xiao Yuhan said in a low voice.

Su Yunlan nodded slightly and followed Xiao Yuhan's steps. The two walked side by side on the way back to the inn. The noisy sounds of the market gradually faded away, leaving only the light sound of their footsteps.

“Xiao Yuhan, you…” Su Yunlan began, but her words stopped abruptly.

Su Yunlan looked at Xiao Yuhan, her bright eyes filled with gratitude and tenderness.

The hustle and bustle of the market seemed to have faded away, leaving only the tenderness in his eyes reflecting his own image.

Xiao Yuhan returned a slight smile, raised his hand, and gently stroked the top of Su Yunlan's head, his movements as tender as if he were handling a rare treasure.

"It's all worth it." His deep voice carried a calming power, as if saying that he was willing to pay any price for her.

The tender affection between the two was like a spring breeze, softening the surrounding noise and filling the air with a warm atmosphere.

However, this moment of tranquility was soon broken.

Zhu the bully's henchmen, like rats in a sewer, lurked in the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike. When they saw Su Yunlan's stall reopen, their jealousy spread like a venomous snake.

So they began spreading rumors among the crowd, slandering Su Yunlan's goods as stolen, as illicit goods.

These rumors spread like wildfire, and the people, who were already prejudiced against exiles, began to point fingers and whisper about Su Yunlan.

Those customers who were still hesitant about buying also stopped and stood there, their faces full of doubt and distrust.

Su Yunlan's stall instantly became deserted and empty.

Looking at those avoidant gazes and listening to the unpleasant comments around her, she felt an indescribable sense of grievance welling up inside her.

She did nothing wrong, yet she has to endure such malice.

A feeling of isolation and helplessness overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, just to keep herself calm.

She knew this was not the time to be weak; she had to pull herself together.

Xiao Yuhan noticed Su Yunlan's unusual behavior. He tightened his grip on her hand, silently conveying his strength and support.

Su Yunlan looked up and saw his resolute eyes, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.

She took a deep breath and looked around at the people around her.

She took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her gaze was clear.

She smiled slightly, a confident curve appearing at the corners of her mouth.

She slowly walked to the stall, reached out and opened a wooden box placed in the corner of the stall. The moment the box was opened, a resolute glint flashed in her eyes.

“I…” Su Yunlan said softly.

Su Yunlan coughed lightly, her clear voice flowing like a spring in the noisy market, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

She slowly opened the wooden box and took out a roll of silk that shimmered with a faint luster.

The silk was densely covered with various characters and patterns, shimmering with an eerie light in the sunlight, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

"Fellow villagers, I know you have some doubts about me, believing that my goods are of dubious origin." Su Yunlan's voice was clear and powerful, carrying an undeniable firmness. "This scroll of silk records the origin of all my goods, with detailed records for each item. To prove my innocence, I am willing to invite a respected elder to verify it."

As soon as she finished speaking, a commotion arose in the crowd.

People began to whisper among themselves, discussing the matter.

Some questioned it, some were curious, and some expressed their agreement.

Su Yunlan's gaze swept across the crowd and finally landed on an elderly man with white hair.

The old man's name was Wang Deshan. He was a highly respected elder in the town, known for his fairness and was deeply loved by the people.

"Mr. Wang, could you please be my witness?" Su Yunlan asked respectfully.

Wang Deshan stroked his beard, slowly walked up to Su Yunlan, and took the silk scroll to examine it carefully.

The characters on the silk are not ordinary characters, but a peculiar symbol, like an ancient totem, exuding a mysterious aura.

Although Wang Deshan didn't recognize these symbols, he could sense the immense energy they contained, which made him believe Su Yunlan's words even more.

After a long while, Wang Deshan raised his head, looked intently at Su Yunlan, and slowly said, "The records on the silk are true and reliable, and this lady's goods are of legitimate origin."

Wang Deshan's words were like a stabilizing force, instantly calming the commotion in the crowd.

The people all turned their attention to Zhu the bully's men.

"So it was you who were spreading rumors and causing trouble!"

"How despicable!"

"Get out of here!"

Zhu the bully's men panicked. They hadn't expected Su Yunlan to have such evidence, and they certainly hadn't expected Wang Deshan to be on her side.

They looked at each other, their faces pale, and fled like stray dogs.

Watching their disheveled figures flee, Su Yunlan felt a surge of triumphant joy.

She knew she had won the battle.

Just then, a figure slowly walked over, a mysterious smile on his face.

"Madam Su, truly impressive." Manager Hu's voice rang in Su Yunlan's ears. "I greatly admire you, Madam. Would you do me the honor of discussing a business deal with me?"