Chapter 52 The Flower Girl You Have Never Thanked Your Benef

ficiently, and several people took their luggage out of the house only to find everyone gathered in the threshing yard again.Some villagers were busily cooking breakfast, while Shen Qian stood beside...Jiang Wan was eating, and Huaxiao's tea chatter fell into her ears. The corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

She seems to understand why Huaxiao didn't settle down. Perhaps she hasn't met the male lead, the Sixth Prince, yet, and has her eyes set on Lin Tingyu now.

It seems her move really affected the plot, that's great.

Lin Tingyu frowned, not wanting to pay attention to Hua Xiao, but his good upbringing made him patiently say.

A debt of gratitude cannot be repaid with just a simple thank you. If it weren't for her, we might have ended up as bones in that mine.

"Speaking of which, Miss Hua, you've never thanked your benefactor."

When he said this, his eyes held disapproval, making Huaxiao feel a little ashamed.

"I..."

She stammered an explanation, "I'm so grateful to my benefactor, I just...haven't figured out how to thank her yet."

Yes, that's right.

Huaxiao was extremely upset. Even if that woman hadn't come to save her, with her modern knowledge, she would have been able to escape, it just would have taken longer.

So she didn't really have any feelings about ginger candy, but since Lin Tingyu had said it, she couldn't give him a bad impression.

Then, after a moment's hesitation, Huāxiǎo still carefully walked over. "Jiāng girl," she said, "thank you very much for your life-saving grace before."

She is already married.

Song Jiubian coldly reminded, calling a betrothed woman "girl" is a very impolite expression.

As the first rays of dawn appeared, she had no idea about these twists and turns. She stammered and changed her words.

"Song lady."

"Words of thanks are unnecessary. I understand."

Jiang Wan didn't want to entangle with her any further, and she didn't know if she had the damn protagonist's halo. Jiang Wan felt that she still needed to observe her.

Huaxiang blushed and glanced at Lin Tingyu from afar, as if to say, "See, I've already apologized."

Ginger:

"Lady Song, I am indebted to you for saving my life. This small gift is a token of my gratitude, please accept it."

Lin Tingyu walked over a few steps, his attendant following behind him with a tray. On the tray was the five dishes and one soup he had ordered at the inn.

"Four meats and one vegetable, it seems he understands the current status of ginger and his friends well. He is being discreet in his actions."

Thank you!

Ginger smiled sweetly, accepting the offer. A faint smile touched Lin Tingyu's face, which was as pale as jade.

He was exceptionally handsome, probably because he had lost a lot of weight recently from exhaustion, looking like a beautiful but thin-boned person.

But Ginger knew, if this man had a bit more flesh on his bones, he would surely be handsome, with the air of a gentle and polite young scholar. It would be easy for people to take a liking to him.

At least Jiang Wan had a good impression of him. Compared to Song Jiu Yuan who often had a cold face, Jiang Wan actually preferred this kind of personality.

When their eyes met, both of them smiled. Song Jiubian felt a strange unease in his heart and couldn't help but speak up.

"Eat quickly, then rest early. We have a long journey tomorrow."

Then I won't disturb you all.

Lin Tingyu smiled gently and left with her attendants. Hua Xiao ran after them eagerly.

Song Jiuli couldn't help but sigh, "This young master is quite a good person."

"You can know a person's face, but not their heart."

Song Jiuyuan retorted sarcastically, leaving Song Jiuli speechless. "Brother, I don't think I've done anything to you"

That tone is so aggressive.

Song Jiu's gaze swept over her, but he said nothing. His chopsticks fell onto the green pepper and meat stir-fry before him, and an inexplicable feeling of gloom welled up in his heart.

When she faced him, her smile was so genuine and happy. After being exiled, she had never seemed to smile at him like that before.

"Ah!!!"

Suddenly a scream ripped through the sky, jolting Jiang Wan so badly she almost went deaf.

When they were all drawn over, they discovered that it was Song Erniang who was screaming, and the reason she was screaming was because Shen Qian was lying motionless on the table.

The original reason was that Shen Qian had been tortured too harshly, beaten several times, and even fought with Song's second wife.

He must have injured his internal organs and just collapsed on the table, dead.

"What's going on"

Ren Bang put down his chopsticks and walked a few steps to Shen Qian's side. Song Erniang was so frightened that she hurriedly explained.

"We don't know either, she...she just came back and wouldn't speak, lying on the table resting."

We thought she was just tired and left her alone, but who knew...

Song Erniang was frightened. Just now, Shen Qian had been called out by several officers and when she came back, her face was very bad.

But they all disliked Shen Qian, no one paid her any attention, and naturally, no one noticed her abnormality.

Upon hearing this, Ren Bang frowned and placed his fingertip on Shen Qian's nose, feeling her breath.

As expected, she had stopped breathing. He took out a small notebook from his sleeve and recorded the fact of Shen Qian's death.

"Deal with it."

Such things were commonplace for officials. At Ren Bong's word, the other officials directly carried Shen Qian out.

Such a scene evoked some sighs from the onlookers. Their identities were nothing more than being thrown into the wilderness, not even able to be buried properly.

"Actually, Shen Qian is quite pitiful."

Song Jiu Li sighed, facing the speechless gazes of her family members, she explained to herself:

Of course, I'm not saying she did those things right, you guys are right, even the pitiable have their hateful aspects.

These officials, though not exactly paragons of virtue, had never before abused women. They were simply too enraged by Shen Qian's actions.

"You know it in your heart."

Song Jiu'yuan coldly glanced at Song Jiuri, clearly very displeased with her holier-than-thou attitude.

“My girl, take care of yourself first,” said Song Daniu, stroking Song Jiu Li’s hair.

Everyone fell silent, but Jiang Wan was fine. After finishing the meal, Ren Bang overheard that there was a market not far away, and he would send people to buy supplies tomorrow morning.

But this time it was different, everyone had their money stolen so they didn't have much to bring.

Chen Ce opened his mouth, intending to say something. However, he probably couldn't say anything because he had no money after all and held back.

Ginger thought about the seeds needed in the space, and suddenly felt a surge of excitement. So the next day when Xiaodeng and Lao Zhang left, Ginger secretly followed them with some seeds packed.

"Ginger wrapped."

Song Jiubian, sleeping beside Song Jich, softly called out to Jiang Wan. Jiang Wan's body stiffened slightly.

Stiffly turning her body, she met Song Jiubian's all-seeing gaze. She hurriedly explained.

"Don't worry, I won't run away. I'm just going to the market to buy some supplies."

"I know."

Song Jiubian's eyes were deep, if she wanted to run, she wouldn't have come back last time, so he trusted her.

"This... take it."

Song Jiuyuan spread open his palm, and in the darkness, Ginger saw a jade pendant lying there.

Although she couldn't see the condition clearly because of the blurred vision, Jiang Wan instinctively felt that this thing wouldn't be too bad. After all, it belonged to the main villain.

"No, I still have some silver on me."

She refused outright, but Song Jiubian was very insistent. “Take it,” he said, “It’s getting cold soon. Buy some warm clothes.”

He shoved the jade pendant into Jiang Wan's hands. Jiang Wan could only take it, her fingers feeling a cool warmth. It was an excellent jade pendant. want the others in the room to sense his vulnerability."It's good enough, just keep it up and you'll recover soon."After ginger-walnut acupuncture, a fine sheen of sweat beaded on her forehead. She c...