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"Then why did you come? You're just asking for trouble!"

Lu Jingchuan smiled and hugged her tightly, explaining, "I just missed you, my wife, and I was worried about you, so I wanted to come and see you."

Song Qingqian leaned close to his ear and whispered, "We've found an antidote for the Gu poison in your body. Just wait patiently!"

Lu Jingchuan affectionately stroked the tip of her nose with his finger, a smile playing on his lips.

"My clever wife, you are my lucky star!"

"Alright, now you can relax. Go back to sleep and don't let anyone find out."

Song Qingqian reached out and pushed him away, but Lu Jingchuan grabbed her wrist and gently pressed it above her head.

“Going back is fine. I’ve come all this way, so I should at least get some benefits.”

After Lu Jingchuan finished speaking, he placed his hand on her lips and rubbed it intimately, his eyes filled with desire…

Song Qingqian's heart pounded like a drum. This... who could bear this?

"Qianqian, what should I do? I miss you so much. I feel restless if I don't see my husband for even a moment."

"rhetoric!"

As she spoke, Song Qingqian opened her mouth and bit Lu Jingchuan's thumb.

His eyes darkened instantly, and he urgently sealed her lips with his, his actions possessive and forceful...

"You alluring little vixen, what am I to do with you?"

Lu Jingchuan kissed Song Qingqian and pinned her down, his slightly calloused hands pulling away the thin blanket covering her and roaming freely over her clothes...

Song Qingqian smiled ambiguously, then took the initiative to hook her arms around Lu Jingchuan's neck and pull him down.

"You've overcome all these difficulties to come all this way just to get some benefits, right? How about I give it to you?"

Lu Jingchuan was stunned for a moment, looking at her in disbelief, and asked:

"Qianqian, I was just joking, is it really okay?"

"What do you think?"

Song Qingqian smiled and asked in return.

"Alright, I know you're lying to me. I'm still a sensible husband."

Lu Jingchuan sighed and said frankly, how could he not want to? He dreamed about it all the time, but now that Song Qingqian was at someone else's mercy, he couldn't bear to put her in danger...

Song Qingqian noticed his dejection and whispered comfortingly in his ear:

"Brother Chuan, once the Gu worms in your body are cured, Qianqian will grant your wish, okay?"

"Really?"

Lu Jingchuan looked at her eagerly and asked in a low voice.

"Of course!"

Song Qingqian muttered softly, "Actually, our last time was no different from our wedding night."

"There are still differences..."

Lu Jingchuan chuckled and kissed her: "Qianqian, what your husband wants is complete."

"Then you should pray that the antidote works perfectly!"

"it is good!"

Lu Jingchuan smiled calmly, lowered his head and kissed her tenderly…

After an incense stick's time had burned, Lu Jingchuan quietly left through the window.

*

For two consecutive days, the number of locusts visibly decreased, and Lord Du wore a smile on his face when he went out on inspection.

However, Sun Wuyin could no longer contain himself. The journey was already much slower than before, and if it was delayed for a few more days, the trip to the barbarian lands would be even more distant.

He couldn't urge Yang Lang directly, so he could only come to Song Qingqian repeatedly, urging her to set off as soon as possible.

Song Qingqian waved her hand helplessly; without the antidote, they really couldn't leave.

These past two days, Yang Lang has lost his appetite and has visibly lost weight, barely clinging to life.

Finally, on the evening of the third day, news arrived from the capital: the prince consort's confidant personally delivered the medicinal herbs to the ancient city.

Song Qingqian's heart trembled as she looked at the two items that had been delivered; they had come so effortlessly...

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and prepare the antidote for me!"

Yang Lang spoke weakly, knowing that if he didn't receive the antidote soon, he would truly lose his life here.

"Alright, I'll take care of it right away!"

Song Qingqian nodded, and was about to take the two medicinal herbs with her when the prince consort's confidant stopped her and warned:

"The princess instructed me to personally witness the preparation of this medicinal material into an antidote, which would then be administered to Lord Yang to detoxify him!"

"Alright! Since you're worried, sir, then come along. The equipment is in my room; I need to go there to work on it!"

After Song Qingqian finished speaking, she walked towards the west wing, and the man followed her with two medicinal herbs.

In the room, Song Qingqian lit some calming incense, poured a cup of tea for the other person, and handed it to them, explaining with a smile:

"Sir, you must be tired from your journey. Please have a cup of tea to relax. It will take about half an hour to develop the medicine."

"I'll go ahead and do my research now, sir. Please make yourself at home!"

After finishing her explanation, Song Qingqian carefully took out the two medicinal herbs and placed them in a container to meticulously process them...

The man stared, somewhat bored, and dozed off in a daze. Song Qingqian, carrying him on her back, quickly switched the pills. Looking at the pills extracted from the equipment, Song Qingqian exclaimed in delight:

"It's done!"

"The sir is saved!"

The man took a long stride forward and examined the dish closely. He saw a red particle about the size of his little finger in the dish.

"Sir! There's no time to lose, we must give it to the master quickly!"

Soon, the two appeared in Yang Lang's room. Song Qingqian handed him the pills and a glass of spring water, explaining:

"Sir, this is freshly melted and refined millennia-old iceberg snow. You need to take this with you to take the pill. This two-pronged approach will definitely completely detoxify your body."

Yang Lang nodded, hurriedly took the pills and drank the spring water in one gulp.

After half an incense stick's time, he felt refreshed and his stomach started to rumble.

"Someone, prepare some delicious food! I'm starving, I must enjoy myself!"

Song Qingqian stepped forward and checked his pulse, then smiled and complimented him:

"Congratulations, Your Excellency! Congratulations! The toxins in Your Excellency's body have been completely removed."

"However, out of concern for your health, I still suggest you eat something light first, as your stomach might not be able to handle it..."

"Long-winded!"

Before Song Qingqian could finish speaking, Yang Lang interrupted her and addressed Lord Du:

"The locust plague has been eradicated. You may continue to follow up on the matter. I will depart for the capital tomorrow to report back."

"Yes!"

Lord Du replied respectfully.

Song Qingqian then said, "Since the Imperial Envoy is alright, I will return now. The exile corps will be leaving tomorrow, and I also need to go back and pack my things to get to the post station!"

"Fine, go!"

Yang Lang waved his hand dismissively. After Song Qingqian left the room, Lord Du followed her.

"Madam, please wait!"

"Madam, I must stay to accompany the Imperial Envoy in hosting a banquet for the guests from the capital. I fear I will not have time to see you off, General and Madam. I am truly sorry for the lack of hospitality..."

Song Qingqian nodded and smiled gently: "My family has been taken care of by Lord Du these past few days, and I am already extremely grateful. There is no need to say such formal things."

"My lord, you may attend to your own business. I'll head back now!"

"well!"

Lord Du shook his head helplessly, sighed, and returned to his room.

As soon as she stepped out of the mansion, Song Qingqian saw Xiao Zhuozi coming towards her. Xiao Zhuozi stepped forward and reminded her:

"The master and the Lu family returned to the post station half an hour ago. Miss Lu, please make yourselves at home!"

Song Qingqian frowned and looked at him: "You have horses, are you expecting me to walk to the post station by myself? How long will it take me to walk there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Mu emerged from the corner leading his horse and explained:

"Young Madam, Master instructed me to wait for you here!"