was well-trained by Jiang Wan. The midday meal was prepared together by her and Mrs. Song.And Song Ji-che ran off to gather a lot of firewood. When the meal was ready, Jiang Wan had just finished mak...Even though Ginger had visited the swimming pool many times, she didn't notice anything unusual. She even rolled up her pants legs and roasted them by the bonfire.

Her trouser legs were lifted, revealing a section of her white and smooth calves, so white they seemed to glow. Song Jiubian averted his eyes uncomfortably.

"Ginger, are you so bold even in front of strangers"

There was an air of melancholy in his voice, though Ginger didn't quite understand. She focused on mending the clothes, a puzzled frown creasing her brow.

"What did you say"

"No, it's nothing."

Song Jiubian was very frustrated, he could only pretend to not see by looking at his nose and heart, but in reality, his heart jumped uncontrollably.

Of course, Ginger didn't know any of this. She diligently dried her own clothes over the fire, letting Song Jiubian roast his own, then got up and went to the valley outside the cave.

Besides this patch of medicinal herbs, there are actually quite a few wild animals in the valley. Jiang Wan felt an itch in his hands and pulled out a bow and arrow from nowhere.

Whoosh!

The wild chicken, rabbit, and quail were shot by Ginger. With a flick of her wrist, she put them all in her space.

Fearing that Song Jiubian might suspect something, Ginger Wan carefully plucked some herbs and, before returning, glanced cautiously at the edge of the mountain valley. There, she had knocked a wild chicken unconscious with a pebble.

Not finding those people, she breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the cave. Inside the cave, Song Jiubian had also dried his clothes. Seeing her return, his eyes lit up slightly.

"Those people haven't found their way here yet, let's eat something first."

Ginger handed the wild chicken and waterskin to him. Fortunately, the waterskin was always hanging on his waist, otherwise, it would be inconvenient to drink water.

She had spatial water in her water sac. Song Jiuyuan took a few sips, and immediately felt a warm current flowing down his throat and into his body.

My body, which had been slightly cold just moments ago, instantly warmed up. He pondered for a moment:

They could show up any time, we still need to be careful.

"Don't worry, I've erased our tracks by the shore. They won't find us that quickly."

What Ginger didn't say was that she also had the little sprite cover the entrance to the valley with thatch. If one wasn't someone who understood medicine like her, they wouldn't even think to enter the valley.

"That's good."

Song Jiu-yuan didn't ask where Jiang Wan's dagger came from. He carefully prepared the wild chicken, and Jiang Wan was responsible for roasting it.

In the firelight, her fair face flushed crimson, a testament to her recent excitement. She was a changed woman from the one of old. "She's different now," murmured Song Jiubian.

"Ginger, you are a woman of the inner courtyard, how could you have these"

Actually, he had many doubts in his mind. This was just a tentative question.

Ginger glanced at him, her hands fidgeting with the wild chicken for a while before she spoke:

Didn't I explain this before You could see me every day when you were in Kyoto.

My mother died when I was young. My father kept me confined to the courtyard of our house. There's a mountain not far from the back of our mansion, and once I snuck out and got lost. I wandered in the mountains for several days.

"What can't you learn to survive"

The original owner did have that memory, but it wasn't as lighthearted as she described. The original owner almost died in the mountains when she got lost.

"They... weren't very nice to you"

Song Jiubian's voice was hesitant, and he suddenly realized that his previous impression of Ginger Wan had been very superficial.

He only knew that whenever he returned to the capital, she would always cling to him like a leech, shamelessly confessing her feelings in public.

"With a stepmother comes a stepfather, of course they wouldn't be kind to me."

Ginger glanced at him faintly, tore half of the roasted chicken and offered it to him, "Things your sister likes, if I have them, then I don't love my younger sister."

"If I like my sister's things, then I am selfish and petty. It's not worth arguing over, because if we fight, either one of us will starve or get beaten."

She lowered her eyes, and although it was the original owner's memories, when she mentioned them, Jiang Wan actually felt a tightness in her chest.

Song Jiubian raised his hand to tousle her hair, but he realized his hands were covered in oil. He awkwardly dropped his hand and was at a loss for words for a moment.

"Actually... I didn't mean to cling onto you so much at first."

Ginger swallowed the chicken in her mouth, her voice laced with sadness. "It's just that my father has always been disappointed in me, thinking I'm incompetent and useless at everything."

One day, my father praised you as the most outstanding man in the world. I thought to myself, if I could marry you, my father would surely look at me with new eyes.

This explains why the original owner acted so recklessly in the past. In fact, what she said wasn't wrong; that's exactly how she thought back then.

But all of that was the machinations of the original owner's father and stepmother. The original owner, naive and clueless, understood nothing. That was truly pitiful.

"So all those things you said before were lies"

Song Jiubian's attention was drawn to something peculiar. He thought about Jiang Wan's previous claims of loving only him, her instant infatuation upon meeting him – all of it felt untrue. He couldn't help but feel a sense of inexplicable disappointment.

"I'm really sorry for all the trouble I caused you before. But now I understand, people shouldn't live their lives for others. I want to live for myself!"

Ginger took a sip of water. "So when we get to the place of exile, let's part ways. I also want to try out life in freedom."

Hearing her repeatedly say the words "divorce," Song Jiubian's heart ached, yet he still agreed.

"Good."

His broken body truly shouldn't burden her any longer.

This could be considered a successful heart-to-heart, Song Jiu'yuan completely changed his view of Jiang Wan, and Jiang Wan was delighted. She crushed the herbs she had picked and said to Song Jiu'yuan with concern: Πb.γ

"Let me apply some medicine to you."

"No need, it's fine to not apply it for a day."

Song Jiubian's ears turned red, but the cave was dim, so Jiang Wan didn't notice.

She rolled her eyes at him impatiently, "I'm a girl and I don't mind these things, you act like such a delicate flower."

Song Jiubian: ...

He realized he could never win an argument with her.

"I'm just afraid... I might scare you."

Song Jiu-yuan sighed and resignedly closed his eyes, leaning against the stone. Jiang Wan roughly flung open his clothes.

Wow!

I had never seen it with my own eyes before, now Ginger is thinking of scolding the dog emperor for being so cruel.

He was covered in scars, some of which had already healed with new flesh, but others still oozed bright red blood.

This whole commotion has really aggravated the wound, and Song Jiubian's shin had already been fractured before. Now it's probably dislocated again.

"Don't move, I'll help you set your bones."

Jiang Wan sighed and pinched his thigh with her pale fingertips, "Song Jiubian, has anyone ever told you that you're very handsome"

"Huh"

Song Jiuyuan didn't understand why she asked that. As he was puzzled, his calf was suddenly pulled hard by her, causing him to wince and tears welling up in his eyes from the pain.

It seems she was just trying to distract him earlier.

"You need to take good care of that wound."

Jiang Wan was unapologetic. In her eyes, Song Jiubian at this moment was no different from a patient, and there was little difference between him and a corpse.

However, for Song Jiubian, it was quite uncomfortable. He blushed and said with self-deprecation:

"You saw it too, those men in black were after me. They wouldn't rest until they took my life."

As he spoke, his fingers clenched into fists, his eyes bloodshot. Thankfully, he was facing away from Jiang Wan, she couldn't see it, so she only said:

"Rest assured, misfortunes last for a thousand years, you won't die."

While she said those words, her actions were anything but gentle. However, Song Jiubian was incredibly resilient, enduring the pain without a single whimper.

Jiang Wan admired him for this. He truly lived up to his reputation as the villain in the book!as drunk, he didn't have the strength in his hands to unbutton them, and he became increasingly agitated and huffed. 。"Honey, please help me, I'm so uncomfortable." 。Su Yunuo rubbed against Jun Shaoc...