Confiscating property? A stunningly beautiful substitute bride empties the national treasury and is

As he watched the boxes of gold and silver being carried out, Sun Wuyin's lips twitched with a smile. He muttered to himself:

"We'll hand over more than half to the Jingzhao Division, and use the rest as exile expenses, which we can enjoy on the road."

Vice General Jiang Ce nodded with ecstatic joy, and soon the valuables filled the front yard.

Song Qingqian curled her lips into a cold smile. This house raid was truly thorough; they didn't even spare a chair or a spatula.

Immediately, Sun Wuyin ordered his men to throw a pile of coarse linen clothes on the ground and instructed two old women to search each person thoroughly, not letting a single copper coin slip by.

After changing into coarse linen clothes, Song Qingqian called Bei Chu and Bei Mu to carry Lu Jingchuan to the nearest courtyard.

Just as Sun Wuyin was about to shout a rebuke, Song Qing spoke first to explain:

"My lord, you have already confiscated the Marquis's residence. All I want now is to bandage my husband's wounds. As the escorting officer, you wouldn't want to see him bleed to death before even leaving the mansion, would you? After all, this imperial decree cannot be disobeyed..."

"You'd better not try anything funny!"

Sun Wuyin snorted coldly and then ordered two soldiers to follow.

After going to the room, Song Qingqian isolated them outside the courtyard. Although she had collected a lot of medicinal herbs in her space, traditional Chinese medicine was indeed not as effective as special medicine.

So, with her back to Lu Jingchuan, Song Qingqian frantically tapped on the bead system some hemostatic medicine, a fixation stent, and gauze, etc...

In the blink of an eye, all these things appeared in Song Qingqian's hands. If she rashly took off her clothes, the struggle would definitely worsen her injuries.

Seeing the unconscious Lu Jingchuan, Song Qingqian took out scissors without hesitation and snipped away a few times, and all his clothes slipped off his body.

After stabilizing the leg bones, applying medicine, bandaging, and fixing the brace, Song Qingqian began to apply medicine to his back and whole body after treating both legs.

Lu Jingchuan regained consciousness in a daze. He suddenly felt a cool breeze on his body, as if a soft hand was rubbing against his waist, as if applying medicine.

He struggled to open his eyes, and what he saw was Song Qingqian's fair profile. Beneath her curled eyelashes, her eyes were clear and focused.

Perhaps because he was too tired, beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead. Realizing his embarrassment, Lu Jingchuan's face instantly turned red...

"Um... thank you for saving me. If I survive, I will definitely take responsibility for you."

Song Qingqian frowned slightly, turned her head to look at him, and smiled gently: "Lu Jingchuan, you're overthinking it. I simply saved you; I don't need to repay you with my body!"

"If you don't want to, I won't say anything more, but I still want to thank you..."

Lu Jingchuan expressed his heartfelt gratitude. He had originally intended to help her escape the humiliation from the Song family, but unexpectedly, he had dragged her into another vortex.

"Is the injury on your back serious?"

"It's alright, some medicine will do the trick."

Song Qingqian spoke lightly, but she knew there was already a bruise there, and she added another mark against Sun Wuyin in her heart.

“We’ll be kicked out soon. You should discuss with your mother-in-law what to do with your brother’s body.”

"With our movements restricted now, it's simply impossible for us to hold a proper event."

Lu Jingchuan nodded after a moment of silence, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe. It was all his fault for being useless, for not knowing how to hide his talents, and for not being able to see the situation clearly, which led to the Lu family suffering such a great calamity.

After Song Qingqian treated his wounds and put the coarse linen clothes that the soldiers had thrown in on him, she opened the door and let Bei Chu and Bei Mu carry Lu Jingchuan out again.

In the front yard, Bai Shi stood blankly, clutching Lu Jin'an's body, her tears dried up, leaving only silent grief.

Once everyone had gathered, Sun Wuyin ordered, "You have half an hour to dispose of Lu Jin'an's body. After half an hour, you will all be expelled from the mansion and sent to the West Wing Pavilion to regroup."

"Zhang He, you stay and guard the prisoners. They are not to leave this yard without orders."

"Yes!"

After speaking, Sun Wuyin left with all the valuables that had already been loaded onto the carts. The first twenty carts were to be transported to the Jingzhao Division to report back.

The three carts full of valuables behind were specially selected by him, which he planned to secretly smuggle out of the city by mixing with the exiles. So, his trusted confidant Sun Ce led them in the opposite direction to the West Wing Pavilion.

After discussing it for a while, the old lady and Lu Jingchuan unanimously decided to find a place with good feng shui for the burial, but everyone was so poor that they couldn't scrape together a single silver ingot to buy a coffin.

The old lady, tears streaming down her face, said with heartache, "My son, I've wronged you. I'm useless. I'm so sorry!"

"Yun Qi, go find a decent mat to wrap your elder brother in and bury him!"

Lu Yunqi nodded, and was about to go look for them when he was blocked by soldiers. His eyes red with anger and embarrassment, he said:

"What does this mean? Can't I even find a mat? This is my own brother lying here. He died so unjustly. Aren't you going too far by blocking me like this?"

Zhang He said coldly, "If you can't do it, let them go!"

Before Lu Yunqi could retort, Song Qingqian quickly pulled him away, pushed Bei Chu out, and hurriedly explained:

"There's no need to trouble the officials. Just let him go. He doesn't belong to the Lu family, nor does he belong to any servants in the mansion. He's my husband's subordinate in the army."

Besides, it's just a matter of finding a mat, carrying my elder brother out to bury him. We are now criminals, how dare we trouble the soldiers? It's just right for him to go.

"Sir, please be lenient. If you're really worried, you can search him again. We promise it won't cause you any trouble. Is that alright?"

Zhang He pondered for a moment, and finally nodded reluctantly. But just to be on the safe side, he still had the officers search Bei Chu's body again.

Lu Yunqi was extremely aggrieved and was about to step forward to argue when the old lady stopped him.

"Mother, I have to go see my eldest brother off on his final journey. He always took the best care of me..."

"Don't cause trouble. This is the safest thing for Qingqian right now. What if the soldiers take your older brother away? Have you thought about what would happen?"

Lu Yunqi shut his mouth in annoyance.

A short while later, Bei Chu returned with a somewhat worn-out mat.

Bei Chu said with self-reproach, "Grandma, I am incompetent. This is the best I could find."

"Okay, hard work."

After the old lady finished speaking, she glanced at Lu Jin'an one last time and instructed Lu Lanyue and Lu Yunqi to step forward and pull Bai Shi away.

Song Qingqian stepped forward and used a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood off Lu Jin'an's face. While covering her mouth, she quickly stuffed a Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill into Lu Jin'an's mouth. As for whether it would work, she wasn't very sure, but at least she had done her best.

At this moment, someone whispered, "Song Qingqian is the third son's wife. Isn't it inappropriate for her to treat the eldest son like this?"

"Respect the deceased, don't think too much about it!"

Song Qingqian used the mat to cover herself and quickly slipped a stack of folded silver notes into Bei Chu's hand, instructing him:

"Please let my brother leave this world with some dignity!"

Then she lowered her voice and instructed in a tone that only the two of them could hear: "Don't bury him too deep, or Brother will be uncomfortable. Put the rest of the silver on his body as a burial offering. It will make things easier when he goes to the underworld!"

Bei Chu paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Don't worry, young mistress!"

After bidding farewell to the Old Madam and Lu Jingchuan, Bei Chu carried Lu Jin'an and quickly left.

Song Qingqian watched their departing figures and sighed deeply. Things had come to this; it was all up to fate.

"Sister-in-law..."

When Lu Lanyue saw the blood beneath Bai Shi, she screamed in fright.

"Quickly, get the doctor from the prefectural hospital..."

The old lady looked around frantically, but there was no sign of the family physician. Half an hour ago, all the servants in the mansion had been taken away and sold off.