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Seeing that Lord Du had ordered his men to take everything away, Lu Jingchuan leaned closer to Song Qingqian and whispered:

"Qianqian, the rice and flour we have in the carriage is barely enough for one meal. I will have Beimu go to the surrounding area to buy more later."

"No need to buy any, I just lied to him, we have enough ingredients!"

As she spoke, Song Qingqian took a lucky bag out of her bosom and explained with a smile:

"Do you remember it? We'll go by carriage tomorrow. Let the soldiers handle the porridge, and we'll just take the supplies directly from them."

When she was browsing the Pinduoduo system, she saw that the cooking service had been restored. This would benefit the people and earn her a good reputation, and it would also help her use up the ingredients in her space. It was a win-win situation, so she was happy to accept it.

"Alright, I'll listen to Qianqian!"

Lu Jingchuan glanced at the lucky bag in her hand, his eyes flickering as he looked at her. He had just thought of this thing, and then it appeared. Wouldn't it be too far-fetched to call it a coincidence?

Upon hearing that they were going to distribute porridge, the Lu family members' expressions changed in various ways, and Lu Xieyue jumped up excitedly:

"That's great! I have to go. You can't leave me out of such a good thing, Third Sister-in-law."

"Sister Qian, I want to go too!"

Xuan Yuanxue spoke up. In the past, she had been living in the palace, only occasionally listening to officials talk about military strategy on paper, and had never had any real contact with the people. Now she wanted to experience the lives of ordinary people.

Lu Lanyue said worriedly, "But Third Sister-in-law, we don't even have enough to eat for ourselves, how can we help others?"

"Don't worry, of course we have that."

Song Qingqian explained with a smile.

Lu Yunqi nodded: "Alright, my injuries have almost healed, so I'll go out and stretch my muscles and lend a hand."

Bai explained in a low voice, "My sister-in-law wants to go too, but there's no one to take care of the child..."

Song Qingqian held Bai's hand reassuringly and explained with a smile, "Sister-in-law, we don't all need to go. Just two of us can go as representatives. You and your mother-in-law can focus on taking care of the children."

"Only when you are safe and sound can we have no worries!"

"That!"

Lu Lanyue hesitated for a moment and explained, "Third sister-in-law, maybe I shouldn't go. I'll stay home to take care of my mother and eldest sister-in-law. The two children have run away and can't be left alone for a moment."

Song Qingqian nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble Lan Yue!"

"Third Aunt, I want to go too!"

Zhan'er stood up and protested, "I'm a little adult now, I can help too!"

Lu Jingchuan objected: "No, as the eldest brother, I must protect my little sister. I'm entrusting Uncle Yu'er to you. Zhan'er has a great responsibility!"

"OK then!"

Zhan'er pouted unhappily, glanced at the little bean sprout beside her, and thought, "What a burden. Women are so troublesome."

After things were settled, Song Qingqian took out the snacks she had bought from her package and distributed them to everyone.

"I bought it in the city, and I think it tastes pretty good. Everyone should try it."

After saying that, she took a piece, put it in her mouth, and turned to leave.

Hearing that Sun Wuyin was staying at Yang Lang's residence, Song Qingqian wasn't too surprised, after all, birds of a feather flock together!

When Lu Jingchuan chased after her, Song Qingqian was nowhere to be seen in the entire courtyard.

Guessing that she might go to Yang Lang's residence, Lu Jingchuan followed her.

Sure enough, Song Qingqian did go to Yang Lang's residence. Originally, she came to collect things, but when she realized the timing wasn't right, she gave up.

Seeing a maid carrying a wine pot approaching from afar, Song Qingqian knocked her unconscious with a single palm strike.

Since she couldn't accept the gifts, she couldn't just come for nothing. She had to make this corrupt official suffer a bit, so she secretly added something to the wine pot.

A moment later, the maid woke up. She glanced around nervously, then hurriedly took the wine pot and entered the banquet.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a commotion arose throughout the room, and then a servant hurriedly ran out.

Seeing the two people in the room lying on the ground, convulsing, Song Qingqian left with satisfaction.

I had barely sat down in my room when Lord Du rushed over and knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?"

Lu Jingchuan stood behind him and asked.

Lord Du turned around and said anxiously, "It's...it's the Imperial Envoy. He's suddenly been poisoned, and the imperial physician is helpless. I thought that Madam's medical skills were excellent, so I wanted to ask her to take a look..."

"My wife isn't feeling well and has gone to bed. Let's do it tomorrow!"

"Besides, I saw that many doctors in the city went there, so they can definitely cure her. If they can't cure her, then my wife certainly can't either."

"I advise you, sir, to first capture the person who poisoned the poison. After all, if we know who poisoned the poisoner, we will know where the antidote is."

Lu Jingchuan analyzed with great confidence, thinking that having his wife deal with a greedy person was simply a pipe dream!

"Then...okay then!"

Since Lu Jingchuan had already said so, Lord Du couldn't insist and could only leave in a hurry. In fact, he also wanted Yang Lang to die from his illness, but he couldn't let him die here, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

"Qianqian, open the door!"

After watching the person leave, Lu Jingchuan gently knocked on the door.

"I'm sleepy. You can sleep with Lu Yunqi tonight!"

Lu Jingchuan was instantly dumbfounded. Was he some kind of monster? Why wouldn't Qianqian even open the door?

"Second Brother has Zhan'er in his room, so he can't sleep there!"

Lu Jingchuan lowered his voice to explain that if he wanted to go in, no door could stop him, but if he forced his way in, it would be even more difficult for him to enter her room in the future.

"Qianqian, open the door!"

"Chuan'er, what's wrong?"

When the old lady got up in the middle of the night, she saw Lu Jingchuan standing at the door without going in. She frowned and walked over, asking, "Did you make your wife angry?"

"No, Mother, you're overthinking it!"

Upon hearing the old lady's voice, Song Qingqian quickly opened the door and explained with a smile:

"I was just falling asleep, Mother-in-law, is there something you need from me so late?"

The old lady's eyes swept back and forth between the two of them, then, seeing her youngest son's ingratiating smile, she waved her hand and explained:

"It's okay, you've had a long day, go to sleep early."

Song Qingqian nodded: "Yes, goodnight, mother-in-law!"

Seeing the old lady turn around, Lu Jingchuan darted into the room.

Song Qingqian looked at Lu Jingchuan, who had instantly collapsed onto the bed, and closed and bolted the door without a word.

"Lu Jingchuan, you're using your mother-in-law as a shield? Have you no shame?"

"What is a face? I want a wife!"

Lu Jingchuan propped himself up on the bed with one hand, gave Song Qingqian a mischievous smile, and winked at her.

Song Qingqian glared at him, annoyed. "Why do I feel like you're getting more and more frivolous? Lu Jingchuan, how many faces do you have?"

"Qianqian, I can have countless faces for you. Just tell me if you're happy with it or not."

"I'm not happy!"

Song Qingqian ruthlessly exposed him, pointing to the soft couch beside her and saying, "You'll sleep here tonight, the bed is mine!"

"Qianqian, I belong to you too!"

"Sweet talk, get up!"

Song Qingqian reached out to pull him away, but Lu Jingchuan pulled her directly onto the bed and held her in his arms.

"Qianqian, I want to sleep with you. I swear I will never touch you unless you want to!"

Lu Jingchuan raised his finger and solemnly swore.