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"Who cares? If it doesn't work out, I'll just adopt Qingqian as my goddaughter. This girl is really good; she's a blessing to our Lu family."

Madam Bai nodded, touching the fabric in her hand and exclaiming, "Third son's wife is so thoughtful. This piece of fabric is enough to make not only clothes for the dolls, but also a set of small quilts. The cotton looks like top-quality cotton. If I were to go out and buy it, I definitely wouldn't be willing to spend the money."

The old lady sighed, "Putting yourself in their shoes, this child's kindness to people is genuine. How could the Song family not cherish such a good child? They really mistook a fish eye for a pearl."

Seeing that no one was around, Madam Bai leaned close to the old lady's ear and whispered, "Mother-in-law, last night I saw Aunt Xue go to Zhang He's room and stay there for a full half hour before she came out."

The old lady scoffed and said, "She's just a woman of the night. Old habits die hard. Nothing special about her."

Just after they finished eating, Jiang Ce urged the exile team to set off. The sky, which had just cleared up, was suddenly filled with layers of dark clouds, as if brewing a heavy rain.

Madam Jiang hurriedly helped the pale-faced Jiang Meier over, and pleaded with the men who were tidying up:

"Please help me, my Mei'er has a stomachache and can't walk. Could you let her ride in your carriage for a while?"

"Don't worry, we will not cause any trouble. Just leave her a place."

The old lady and Madam Bai exchanged a glance but said nothing. After placing the cloth on the carriage, they called the two children to come in.

The two Lu sisters glanced at Jiang Meier, who was feigning weakness, and snorted coldly before getting into the carriage with their things.

It's a shame that they all thought Jiang Meier was a good person and would marry Third Brother in the future, but after what happened last time, they no longer think highly of the Jiang family.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, Jiang Meier's long nails almost dug into her palms. She coughed a few times and collapsed into her mother's arms.

I looked at Lu Jingchuan with pity, and pleaded in a weak, feeble voice, "General Lu..."

"I am no longer a general, Miss Jiang, you may simply call me by my name."

Lu Jingchuan reminded her in a cold voice. He looked up and followed Song Qingqian's gaze, only to find that she was still packing her things and had no intention of coming over to push him.

"Brother Jingchuan, my stomach really hurts so much, please help me. I have no other choice. If we had a horse, let alone a carriage, I wouldn't be begging you."

"Brother Jingchuan..."

Jiang Meier looked incredibly frail, as if she were about to faint from the pain at any moment.

Lu Jingchuan ignored her fragility and directly refused, saying, "The carriage was bought by my wife. I am living under someone else's roof, so how can I help you? Miss Jiang, you should find another way."

"Brother Jingchuan..."

Jiang Meier cried and collapsed into Madam Jiang's arms.

Seeing that the exiles had already left, the officers and soldiers urged them on with their whips.

Lu Yunqi stepped forward and quickly pushed Lu Jingchuan into the carriage without looking back.

As Song Qingqian passed by the two, she kicked Jiang Meier, who was feigning pitifulness, and coldly reminded her:

"If you want to faint, please go somewhere else. You're blocking our way. If the horses' hooves are not careful and kick Miss Jiang again, then you'll really have no place to reason with them."

"Song Qingqian, how could you be so heartless? My Mei'er is in so much pain, we've begged you, and you just stand by and watch her die..."

As she spoke, Madam Jiang wiped away her tears, making it clear that she was determined to have the soldiers come and settle the matter.

"Even if she were dead, what would it have to do with me? Get out of my way."

"Song Qingqian, you..."

Before Old Madam Jiang could finish speaking, Jiang Meier secretly pinched her, and she quickly shut her mouth. Jiang Meier, looking frail and aggrieved, explained:

"Mother, it's not Miss Song's fault. We were just being unreasonable. Let's go back now."

"Mei'er..."

Old Madam Jiang was somewhat confused, but she quickly helped her daughter up and was about to leave when Jiang Meier fell to the ground again. After several unsuccessful attempts, Old Madam Jiang began to cry…

Song Qingqian had no interest in watching their performance. She stepped onto the carriage and was about to leave when the soldiers stopped it.

"What's going on? Song Qingqian, explain yourself."

Jiang Ce frowned and spoke, holding the whip.

"What I explain is none of my business. If you feel sorry for her, sir, why don't you just give her your horse?"

Song Qingqian looked at him speechlessly. After not cleaning up for a few days, Jiang Ce had become so nosy again. Could it be that Jiang Meier had given her some benefits?

Jiang Ce glanced at Jiang Meier, then turned back with an icy gaze and directly commanded Song Qingqian:

"We're all in the same exile group, so we should help each other. Besides, your carriages are big, so what's wrong with putting a few more people in?"

"You two, carry Miss Mei'er upstairs, don't delay everyone's schedule."

Song Qingqian's gaze darkened as she looked at the two soldiers. She put Da Huang down from the carriage, and Da Huang barked and howled at the soldiers.

Song Qingqian refused fiercely, saying, "I'm a selfish person. If you're kind, you can carry her on your back, but you can't ride in my carriage."

"drive!"

Song Qingqian flicked her whip, steered the carriage away, and Jiang Ce, having lost face, was about to chase after her to teach her a lesson.

Suddenly, Big Yellow pounced and bit his trouser leg.

"Get out of here, beat this beast to death!"

Jiang Ce cried out in panic. Several soldiers dared not step forward, but instead whipped the horse. However, the whips not only failed to stop the horse, but also startled it.

Jiang Ce's horse immediately charged towards the exile caravan. Fearing that too many innocent people would be harmed, Zhang He lashed out with his whip, pulling Jiang Ce off his horse.

This time, he landed on his legs first, and after a scream, Jiang Ce fainted.

Upon seeing this situation, Jiang Meier's face turned deathly pale. She stopped pretending and grabbed her mother to catch up with the exile team.

Sun Wuyin was so angry he gritted his teeth. He immediately ordered someone to bring Song Qingqian onto his carriage and warned her:

"Young lady of the Lu family, I already gave you the grace to keep a dog, not to let you hurt people. But you just let it go and show off. My deputy general is crippled. How do you plan to resolve this?"

Song Qingqian raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Sir, have you forgotten the order of things? He made things difficult for me first, and I scared him afterward. He was injured because of Officer Zhang. If you want to hold someone accountable, you should ask him for an explanation. What does it have to do with me?"

“Song Qingqian, don’t just dismiss it right away. This is your mistake. If you had helped Jiang Meier, this wouldn’t have happened.”

Song Qingqian deftly laughed and said, "Sir, why should I help her? First of all, I don't owe her any favors. Last time, she was the one who slandered me."

Secondly, she didn't give me any money, so I shouldn't have helped her out of courtesy or reason. How come it's become a matter of course in the official's mouth?