Who understands? He traveled through time with a high-spec spatial ability.

It took Lin a whole month to pack up all the dowry. When the villagers heard that Qiao Jingjing was getting married soon, they wanted to do something for her.

Li Xianglan and Qiao Furong were the first to offer to do her a dowry as her family members.

Everyone followed suit, but ordinary things were too shabby, so they pooled their money to make a jade Guanyin statue for Qiao Jingjing that would grant her a child.

The night before her departure, Qiao Furong quietly went to Qiao Jingjing's room.

Moonlight streamed through the window and fell onto the floor. Qiao Jingjing was staring blankly at the jade Guanyin statue that symbolizes giving birth to a child.

Qiao Furong tiptoed over, sat down beside her, and said softly, "Jingjing, you're going to Beijing tomorrow, and you probably won't be able to come back to Daba Village often. I don't know when we, aunt and niece, will see each other again..."

Qiao Jingjing came to her senses, looked at Qiao Furong, and her eyes were slightly red: "Aunt, Tantai Zhou said he wouldn't interfere in my affairs, so I can still come back often."

"That's true, but after all, she's married and a royal daughter-in-law, so things are different."

She stroked Qiao Jingjing's hair, looking at the little girl with affection, "I never thought our Jingjing would have such good fortune. Your aunt is also thanks to you, and Yu'er, who is so happy every day. It's all thanks to you that my daughter and I can live such a good life. Your aunt is grateful to you from the bottom of her heart."

"Hey, don't be so formal. My aunt didn't mind that I was mentally challenged when I was little, and she always saved food for me."

Perhaps recalling some past moments, Qiao Furong smiled and said, "You weren't stupid back then. When your grandma got angry, you ran away faster than anyone else."

As she spoke, she took Qiao Jingjing's hand, "Jingjing, go see your grandmother before you leave." Fearing Qiao Jingjing might misunderstand, she quickly added,

“Listen to your aunt. I’m not asking you to forgive your grandmother. She really wasn’t good to you before. That day, Master Zhuang said, ‘Don’t advise others to be kind if you haven’t experienced their suffering.’ I understand that principle.”

Qiao Jingjing remained calm and asked, "What does Auntie mean?"

"Firstly, your grandmother is ill, and this trip might be the last time you see her. After all, we are still related by blood, so it's not like you won't even see her one last time."

She paused to observe Qiao Jingjing's reaction, and seeing that she remained silent, she continued, "Secondly, I also wanted you to go check on her and see if she can make it through the next two months. I'm worried that if she doesn't survive, your wedding will have to be postponed for a year because of the mourning period. Do you think it's possible to…?"

She stared at Qiao Jingjing with hopeful eyes. She knew that Qiao Jingjing must have a way to save her mother, Xu Shi. Even if she didn't, the prince was of noble status and would surely have a way.

Qiao Jingjing had no idea that Xu was ill. After the family split up, they only saw each other once a year during the New Year, and had no contact at all on ordinary days. She had never thought that she had a grandmother.

How could she not know her aunt's thoughts? Her aunt wanted her to save Xu Shi.

She paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Ah, Aunt, I can go see her, but I can't guarantee whether I can save her."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Furong was overjoyed and tightly grasped Qiao Jingjing's hand: "Jingjing, your aunt knew you were kind-hearted. Go and see, maybe you can find a solution."

The next morning, before heading to the capital, Qiao Jingjing went to Xu's room.

Xu lay on the bed, her face as pale as paper, her breath weak.

When she saw Qiao Jingjing arrive, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, a mixture of guilt and expectation.

Qiao Jingjing stepped forward and saw Xu Shi like this. She felt a pang of emotion. This once fierce and assertive person had lost her former radiance.

Although he disliked Xu, he still took her pulse in order not to delay the wedding, and soon he had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

What Qiao Furong said was true; without her intervention, Xu Shi would have had at most a month to live.

After a moment's thought, she said to Qiao Furong, who was standing by her side, "Aunt, her illness has dragged on for so long that I'm at my wit's end. But I can prescribe some medicine to make her last days more comfortable and less painful, and perhaps extend her life by three months. I'll write down a prescription; go and see if you can find all the ingredients."

Qiao Furong nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, Auntie will take care of it right away."

Qiao Jingjing wrote down the prescription and handed it to Qiao Furong, who took the prescription and immediately left.

Qiao Jingjing took the opportunity to put some spiritual water in the water tank and teapot in the room, which was the key to keeping Xu Shi alive.

After doing all that, he left without even glancing at Madam Xu.

Xu opened her mouth, wanting to persuade her to stay but not knowing how to speak, and watched helplessly as Qiao Jingjing's figure grew further and further away.

A tear rolled down her cloudy eye. "I know, I know everything."

Once inside the carriage, Madam Lin immediately asked, "How is your grandmother?"

Qiao Jingjing shook her head, "It's not good. I can only guarantee her for three months at most."

Madam Lin breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good that it didn't delay you. It's not that I'm heartless, but when you were so sick, she refused to spend money to hire a doctor. I'll remember that for the rest of my life."