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

"Alright, then I won't bother you two any longer."

After nodding respectfully, Xiao Luo turned and left.

"How did you deal with the person?"

As Lu Jingchuan watched her approach and whisper, the vivid scene from last night instantly flashed through his mind. His heart skipped a beat, and his mouth went dry. He unconsciously swallowed.

She had just slapped him, but Song Qingqian's temper changed faster than turning the pages of a book, as if she hadn't been the one who had hit him.

Lu Jingchuan coughed awkwardly and answered in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Bury it!"

"Just clean it up. Anyway, we're leaving tomorrow morning, so what happens afterward is none of our business!"

As Song Qingqian spoke, she turned and went to the old lady's room. Lu Jingchuan raised his hand and touched his still slightly swollen cheek, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Although others might not notice, the old lady was very observant and would notice immediately. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, he went back to their room.

Sitting alone on the soft couch, holding a teacup, Lu Jingchuan stared intently at the bed, lost in thought…

Putting aside physical desires, Lu Jingchuan thoroughly analyzed his feelings for Song Qingqian.

On the day of their wedding, his insistence on keeping Song Qingqian was indeed inseparable from her beauty and figure.

Lu Jingchuan was just an ordinary man who also liked graceful ladies. He admired such a bright, decisive, and sensible woman from the bottom of his heart.

Later, as she took care of him along the way, he began to investigate her and wanted to know everything about Song Qingqian. He had never seen a woman who could be so mysterious.

This seed of incomprehension and doubt quietly sprouted in his heart. The more Song Qingqian ignored him, the more unbearable it felt in his heart.

He wanted to be good to Song Qingqian, firstly because he could see his own shortcomings in her; he was too kind and indecisive when it came to family, and he was far inferior to her...

Secondly, he felt that Song Qingqian's treatment of the Lu family made her worthy of being cherished and deserving of the best.

Song Qingqian was his wife, and it was perfectly understandable that he loved her and wanted to be close to her.

As Lu Jingchuan pondered, his gaze became increasingly unpredictable. What gentleman? What refined gentleman? If he were to behave himself, when would Song Qingqian ever turn around and notice him?

Song Qingqian says she doesn't like him, yet she doesn't resist his closeness. What does this mean? It means she has feelings for him, she just doesn't realize it! That's enough!

*

During dinner, the Lu family took good care of Xuan Yuanxue. Seeing the family enjoying themselves, Xuan Yuanxue felt a pang of sadness.

Although she was living under someone else's roof, she felt that this feeling was not bad. At least it made her feel at ease and she didn't have to be on edge all the time.

Seeing that everyone had finished dinner, Lu Lanyue got up to clean up, and she quickly got up and smiled to accompany her.

"Just give it to me!"

Lu Yunqi took the bowl and chopsticks from her hands and put them into a large basket on the side. Xuan Yuanxue looked up at him in surprise, her face full of confusion.

Seeing her lost in thought, Lu Xieyue patted her arm and explained with a smile:

"Don't be surprised. In our Lu family, both women and men need to do chores. My third brother cooks and my second brother washes the dishes. This is common practice."

Xuan Yuanxue was even more shocked after hearing this. Aren't men supposed to be in charge of external affairs? Whether in officialdom or on the battlefield, she had never heard of any man cooking...

"Don't they...don't they feel ashamed?"

Xuan Yuanxue asked in a low voice, recalling a time when her father hosted a banquet and a minister served his wife an extra piece of delicious food, which led to him being ridiculed by everyone at the banquet, who said all sorts of nasty things…

"No, it's only right for family members to help each other. Besides, we're really not very good at it, but we're learning slowly. We don't always let our second and third brothers do it."

"That's it..."

Xuan Yuanxue smiled and said nothing. She looked up at Lu Yunqi, who was busy with everything, and he seemed to have no complaints at all.

Lu Xieyue whispered, "Sister Xue, you can sleep with me and my second sister tonight. We'll go back after we're done tidying up. My mother and sister-in-law have to take care of two children, so they go to bed early!"

"Row!"

Xuanyuan Xue nodded with a smile.

*

As soon as Song Qingqian came out of the old lady's room, Da Hu led her to Xiao Zhuozi's room. Before they even reached the door, they heard a series of wails coming from inside.

The door was pushed open, and a sour smell wafted out. Song Qingqian stopped abruptly, took a thick protective mask from the medicine box, and put it on her face.

Da Hu's face turned pale and then red, extremely embarrassed. Had Xiao Zhuozi completely lost control of his bladder?

"Miss Lu... Miss Lu, you can definitely save me, right? Please help me, I beg you."

Xiao Zhuozi stretched out his hand and spoke with trembling hands.

Song Qingqian stood far away with disgust, not wanting to go over.

"Miss Lu, here are your ten taels of silver, I'll return them to you. And... and the five taels of silver I have on me, I'll give them all to you. Please save me!"

As Xiao Zhuozi spoke, he gave the silver to Da Hu, who respectfully handed it all to Song Qingqian.

Song Qingqian disdainfully wrapped the silver in a silk handkerchief and casually tossed it into the medicine box before slowly speaking:

"Since Your Excellency is so sincere, how could I refuse to treat you? However, to be frank, Your Excellency's illness has been delayed for too long and is difficult to cure!"

"Even if it can be restored, some functional impairments are inevitable. Is that acceptable, sir?"

"If you can accept it, I'll adjust your medication; if you can't, then there's nothing I can do."

Xiao Zhuozi's face turned deathly pale instantly. Although the two doctors said it was much more serious than Song Qingqian's, he still held onto a sliver of hope that it might be completely curable.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Zhuozi pressed on, "Is there really... no way to solve this?"

Considering the extra five taels of silver he gave her, Song Qingqian still gave a very ambiguous answer.

"Sir, everyone's body is different. Recovery depends on yourself. It may not work for long, but that's only for a while. Maybe your body will gradually adjust itself."

"Really?"

Song Qingqian nodded seriously: "Absolutely true. If you don't believe me, you can look to Lu Jingchuan for an example."

Xiao Zhuozi was speechless. Who was Lu Jingchuan? Not to mention him, ten of them couldn't compare to one Lu Jingchuan.

"Quick! Prepare...prepare the medicine..."

Xiao Zhuozi spoke weakly.

"Just a moment!"

Song Qingqian didn't want to stay a moment longer. After quickly preparing the medicine and handing it to Da Hu, she gave him a few instructions and left without looking back.

After walking quite a distance, Song Qingqian finally took off her protective mask and casually tossed it into a pile of garbage.

The soldier was very weak; she only used a tiny bit of medicine, but she didn't expect it to have such severe side effects.

"Song Qingqian, I want you dead!"

Song Qianchou suddenly appeared out of nowhere and pushed Song Qingqian, causing her to crash into the railing behind her.

In an instant, the wooden railing snapped, and the two of them plummeted to the ground...