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

The predicament was finally broken, and the mission was accomplished.

The torchlight illuminated Su Yunlan's face, revealing her resolute expression.

She calmly reassured the panicked shopkeeper Zhao, but she already had a plan in mind.

The Zheng merchant's blatant threat was clearly aimed at cutting off her supply and monopolizing the market.

Su Yunlan smiled dismissively. How could she be manipulated by others?

"Manager Zhao, take me to see Master Zheng." Su Yunlan's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

Manager Zhao looked troubled, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Su Yunlan saw through his concerns at a glance: "Master Zheng only wants to monopolize the market; he wouldn't dare to really hurt anyone. My trip here is not to show weakness, but to make him understand that there are some rules he cannot break."

Seeing Su Yunlan's determination, Manager Zhao had no choice but to nod in agreement and led her toward Zheng's mansion.

Night fell, the gates of the Zheng residence were tightly shut, and two lanterns in front of the gate swayed with a dim yellow light, adding to the somber atmosphere.

A faint smell of blood filled the air. Su Yunlan frowned slightly; the smell was coming from inside the Zheng residence.

Her heart sank; it seemed that the Zheng merchants were even more ruthless than she had imagined.

The heavy knocking on the Zheng family gate was particularly clear in the quiet night.

A moment later, the gate slowly opened, and a burly servant poked his head out, looked Su Yunlan up and down, and asked in an unfriendly tone, "What is it?"

"I want to see Master Zheng." Su Yunlan said coldly, meeting the servant's gaze without fear.

The servants seemed intimidated by Su Yunlan's imposing presence. After hesitating for a moment, they reluctantly led them into the mansion.

The Zheng family mansion's courtyard was spacious, yet it appeared unusually deserted. The artificial hills and ponds, along with the carved beams and painted rafters, seemed even more eerie under the dim lighting.

As Su Yunlan walked along, she keenly sensed the lurking danger around her.

Passing through the corridor, we arrived at the main hall, where Zheng Shangren was sitting in a grand chair, holding a teacup and slowly sipping his tea.

Upon seeing Su Yunlan, a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Madam Su, what brings you here so late at night?"

“Mr. Zheng, let’s not beat around the bush,” Su Yunlan said bluntly, “Your men injured my supplier.”

The Zheng merchant put down his teacup. "When have my men ever harmed your suppliers?"

"Is Master Zheng pretending to be ignorant?" Su Yunlan sneered. "Manager Zhao is right outside the door. He knows perfectly well how your men threatened him."

Zheng Shangren's face darkened, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes: "Lady Su, are you threatening me?"

“I’m just reminding Mr. Zheng,” Su Yunlan met his gaze without flinching, “there are some rules you’d better not break.”

"Rules?" The Zheng merchant laughed loudly. "In this place, I'm the one who calls the shots! You, an outsider, dare to talk to me about rules?"

Su Yunlan's eyes narrowed, and her tone turned icy: "Mr. Zheng, do you really think you can control everything?"

The merchant Zheng's smile vanished abruptly. He stood up abruptly, pointed at Su Yunlan, and roared, "You..."

Before Su Yunlan could finish speaking, a commotion arose outside the door, and then the door was suddenly pushed open, with Xiao Yuhan leading a dozen or so burly men inside.

They all had stern faces, held sticks in their hands, and surrounded the Zheng merchants menacingly.

The Zheng merchant's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Xiao Yuhan to appear suddenly, and he certainly hadn't expected the men he brought to be so fierce.

"Master Xiao... Master Xiao, what do you mean by this?" Zheng asked, his voice trembling slightly, his tone fierce but his heart weak.

Xiao Yuhan ignored him and walked to Su Yunlan's side, his gaze falling gently on her: "Lan'er, are you alright?"

Su Yunlan shook her head and gave him a reassuring look.

With Xiao Yuhan's support, she felt even more confident. She turned to look at Mr. Zheng and said in an icy tone, "Mr. Zheng, do you still think you can control everything now?"

Zheng Shangren broke out in a cold sweat. He then realized that he had underestimated Su Yunlan's strength and Xiao Yuhan's influence.

He originally thought Su Yunlan was just an ordinary woman who could be manipulated at will, but he never expected that she had such a powerful backer.

"I...I..." The Zheng merchant stammered, unsure of how to respond.

Su Yunlan pulled a stack of papers from her sleeve and threw them in front of Zheng Shangren: "These are all evidence of your malicious competition and suppression of other merchants. If these things are made public, do you think you can still protect your reputation?"

The merchant Zheng's face turned ashen. He trembled as he picked up the papers and looked through them one by one. They recorded all his crimes, each one clear and undeniable.

He never expected that Su Yunlan would have so much evidence, enough to put him to death.

"You...you actually..." The Zheng merchant looked at Su Yunlan in horror. He finally realized that he had offended someone he shouldn't have.

"Now, do you still think I'm threatening you?" Su Yunlan's tone was icy, her eyes filled with a hint of mockery.

The Zheng merchant panicked completely. He knew that his chances were slim, so he could only lower his head and say in a humble voice, "Madam Su, I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again."

Su Yunlan sneered: "Mr. Zheng, isn't it a bit too late to say these things now?"

Knowing he had no way out, Zheng Shangren could only grit his teeth and agree to all of Su Yunlan's conditions, including guaranteeing her supply of goods, compensating her for her losses, and issuing a public apology.

Su Yunlan felt a surge of pleasure as she looked at his disheveled appearance.

She succeeded!

She not only protected her own supply of goods, but also made the Zheng merchants pay a heavy price.

This joy of victory filled her with unprecedented excitement.

Su Yunlan took a deep breath, suppressing her excitement, and turned to look at Xiao Yuhan, only to find him gazing at her with deep affection...

Xiao Yuhan walked to Su Yunlan's side, his strong arms tightly encircling her, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

Su Yunlan leaned against his broad chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and her tense nerves finally relaxed.

A faint scent of pine lingered around her nose, mixed with his unique masculine aura, making her feel incredibly at ease.

The tense atmosphere melted away between the two, transforming into a warm current that flowed quietly in the night.

Having resolved the major concern of the Zheng merchants, Su Yunlan immediately set about arranging new sources of goods.

Although the peddler was shrewd and cunning, and made exorbitant demands, he eventually yielded under Su Yunlan's combination of persuasion and coercion, and provided reliable information on the source of the goods.

With a stable supply of goods, Su Yunlan began to continuously supply the daily needs of the exiled team with the resources in her space.

The coarse and hard-to-swallow cornbread was transformed into soft and fragrant white steamed buns, and the bland and tasteless wild vegetable soup was transformed into nutritious meat porridge.

Children no longer go hungry, the elderly no longer suffer from the cold, and everyone's face is filled with a satisfied smile.

Their gazes toward Su Yunlan were no longer filled with fear and unease, but with gratitude and admiration.

"Madam Su is truly a living Bodhisattva!" An old woman tremblingly grasped Su Yunlan's hand, tears glistening in her cloudy eyes. "If it weren't for you, we old bones would have starved to death on the road long ago."

"Madam Su, you are truly our benefactor!" A young mother said, holding her child and weeping with gratitude. "Thanks to you, my child is able to eat and stay warm."

Words of gratitude flowed into Su Yunlan's heart like warm currents.

Looking at the hopeful faces, she felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Xiao Yuhan stood to the side, his deep gaze fixed on Su Yunlan, his eyes filled with pride and love.

He reached out and gently stroked her hair, saying softly, "Lan'er, you are truly amazing."

Su Yunlan turned to look at him, smiled sweetly, her eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

As evening fell, the setting sun painted the sky a golden-red hue.

The exiled troops set up camp to rest, and wisps of smoke rose from their chimneys, carrying the aroma of food that filled the air.

Su Yunlan stood in the center of the crowd, receiving everyone's praise and gratitude, when suddenly, a childish voice rang out...

"Sister Su, you're amazing!" A little girl with pigtails ran up to Su Yunlan, holding a steamed bun in her hand, looking up at her with admiration.

Su Yunlan bent down and gently patted the little girl's head, a warm smile appearing on her lips.

Those who used to ostracize and make things difficult for her can now only watch from afar as she is surrounded by people, their eyes filled with regret and jealousy.

The Zheng merchant hid behind the crowd, not daring to meet Su Yunlan's eyes. He never expected that this woman he once looked down on would now possess such great power.

He regretted his foolish actions, but he could only swallow his pride and silently bear the bitter consequences of his failure.

Chairman Luo's face turned ashen. He had thought he could use Zheng the merchant to suppress Su Yunlan, but instead, he had helped her achieve her goal.

Just as everyone was immersed in the joyful atmosphere, a ragged man stumbled into the camp. His face was covered in dust, his lips were cracked, and he cried out in a hoarse voice, "Help! Help! Our village is dying of thirst!"

The crowd immediately fell silent, all eyes fixed on the man.

Su Yunlan quickly stepped forward to support him and asked with concern, "What happened?"

The man, panting heavily, said haltingly, "Our village... is on the other side of the mountain... it hasn't rained for three months... the wells have dried up... the crops have withered and died... many people... have died of thirst..."

Su Yunlan's heart sank. She knew how terrible drought was. Even in modern society, people in drought-stricken areas struggled to survive, let alone in ancient times when medical conditions were poor.

"Take me to your village!" Su Yunlan decided immediately.

Xiao Yuhan grabbed her hand worriedly: "Lan'er, this journey may be dangerous."

Su Yunlan shook her head firmly: "I am a doctor, and saving lives is my duty. Besides, we have sufficient supplies now to help them get through this difficult time."

Looking into Su Yunlan's determined eyes, Xiao Yuhan knew he couldn't change her decision. He could only hold her hand tightly and offer her silent support.

Su Yunlan quickly packed some essential supplies and then, along with Xiao Yuhan and several strong men, set off with the man.

As the last rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared into the horizon and night fell, the group struggled to move forward, relying on the faint moonlight. The mountain path was rugged.

"Once we cross this mountain, we'll reach our village," the man said weakly, pointing to a dark mountain peak ahead.

Su Yunlan looked up, a sense of unease rising in her heart. She had a feeling that this drought was not as simple as a natural disaster...

"Let's go." Su Yunlan took a deep breath and took the lead in walking forward.

Xiao Yuhan followed closely behind, and the group disappeared into the night, leaving only a trail of messy footprints behind them.