Chapter 405 This must not be known to Zhao Mingyan.

Black Wind Village.

It is hidden behind this hillside, about fifty miles away.

Ji Qingwu quietly lifted a corner of the carriage curtain.

This village was much more luxurious than Ji Qingwu had imagined.

It doesn't look like a bandit's den; it's more like an ancient city that rose from the sand and was abandoned and then occupied by bandits.

There were people hawking their wares along the way, their baskets filled with colorful snacks and trinkets, looking much like any other village or town.

However, there were no women or children; all you encountered on the road were burly men.

Ji Qingwu and Chunhua were led to a room. The little bandit was probably a minor leader in the village. He called for someone to bring in a kettle and some sesame cakes.

The bandit leader stood at the door and said, "You two stay here. We'll call you to see our lady later. Get yourself ready."

A hint of doubt flashed in Ji Qingwu's eyes. Who was this "madam"? But judging from his serious attitude, she was probably an important figure in the village.

Ji Qingwu guessed that it must be the wife of the second-in-command.

She picked up the kettle, uncorked it, and glanced inside: "We need hot water."

The bandit leader's eyes narrowed when he heard that she dared to make demands even after being imprisoned in the stronghold.

He scolded, "As long as it's water and you can drink it, why are you making such a fuss!"

Ji Qingwu was neither frightened by his expression nor angered by his vulgar words.

"Chunhua has only given birth a few hours ago and needs hot water. If possible, she also needs a thick cotton quilt."

She said calmly, "If she doesn't recover properly and doesn't produce milk, how can she be a wet nurse?"

The woman wasn't particularly attractive, but she spoke softly. The bandit snorted and turned to leave.

After a short while, the bandit ordered his men to bring over hot water and bedding, along with a red porcelain basin and towels.

Ji Qingwu raised an eyebrow, touched the cotton quilt cover, and thought that life in the bandit's den wasn't so bad.

The household items were not only complete, but also of good quality, even better than what she used in Southern Chu.

Chunhua woke up from her deep sleep, took the small pills that Ji Qingwu had given her, and her body recovered considerably. She opened her eyes and saw the unfamiliar surroundings.

Ji Qingwu turned around and saw that she had woken up: "Perfect timing, I'll make the bed for you."

Chunhua quickly replied, "I... I can do it myself, how can I let you help me..."

Ji Qingwu said, "You don't need to get up. You need to rest more now. Just lie down to the side."

While making the bed, Ji Qingwu told her where they were.

Chunhua cried out in alarm, "Where are my children and Brother Feng? The children are so young, and they're not with me. What am I going to do if they cry and make a fuss?"

Jiao Zhengfeng is not known where he is being held by the bandits, but they should be out of immediate danger.

But Chunhua knew her husband well; he was a rough, clumsy man who would never be able to take good care of a baby.

Ji Qingwu reassured them, "Don't worry, the people in the caravan should all be locked up together. There are quite a few women who have given birth inside. Even if things get really bad, my sister is here. She won't abandon them."

Chunhua knew that worrying wouldn't help, but she was still worried because the children weren't with her.

Ji Qingwu neatly spread out the mattress and pulled the quilt over her.

Then, her hand reached into the bedding, and Chunhua's face immediately turned bright red.

Ji Qingwu said, "Yes, having breast milk is a good thing."

So that's what it was for. Chunhua nodded awkwardly. She had never been touched on the chest by anyone other than her own man.

As a gynecologist, Ji Qingwu didn't think there was anything wrong with this. She even treated some patients with poor milk flow by administering acupuncture.

Ji Qingwu withdrew his probing hand and said naturally, "Let me think of a way to send the child back to you to raise."

Chunhua had already sensed from Ji Qingwu's demeanor that she was extremely knowledgeable about childbirth and was clearly no ordinary person.

She asked, "My benefactor, what do you do in Lin'an? With such a skill, why do you still come to this place to suffer with the caravan?"

Ji Qingwu said, "Don't call me benefactor. I think you're about the same age as my sister, so you can call me Fifth Sister-in-law too."

Having arrived at the bandit's den, Ji Qingwu needed to conceal his identity even more carefully.

She lowered her eyes and said, "I'm not from Lin'an City, I'm a vegetable farmer in the suburbs. As for why I'm so skilled in production, there's no other reason. I just naturally know after giving birth a lot."

Chunhua looked surprised. This benefactor looked so young, but she had already been the mother of many children.

"How many children did your sister-in-law have?"

Ji Qingwu rubbed her little fingers together and said seriously, "Well, there are seven now. The biggest one can already help me plant vegetables."

Chunhua believed her and nodded, saying, "With such an obedient and sensible child, I'm willing to leave home and come to Longzhou."

Ji Qingwu's eyes dimmed slightly.

She was now willing to give up her child, but instead of getting a husband, she was robbed by a group of bandits on the way.

She had to find a way to save herself and keep the matter a secret.

If Zhao Mingyan found out that he not only went to great lengths to avoid the secret guards, but also risked being kidnapped...

Thinking of this, Ji Qingwu's face wrinkled.

No, she has to get out of the bandit's den as soon as possible!

Seeing her expression, Chunhua thought that her words had upset her. What mother doesn't worry about her children?

"Sister-in-law, it's all my fault. I brought up the wrong thing, but don't worry too much."

Chunhua glanced outside the door and whispered, "These bandits intercepted the convoy of a big shot in Lin'an. Someone will definitely come to rescue us."

Ji Qingwu raised an eyebrow and asked, "A big shot from Lin'an?"

She didn't know whose caravan it belonged to, only that it was heading to Longzhou.

Is there any important figure in Lin'an that she doesn't know?

Chunhua quickly told Ji Qingwu everything she knew.

"This is Princess Qingyun's caravan from Beili. The items in these thirty-odd carriages all belong to the princess."

Ji Qingwu's gaze fell on the red porcelain basin. Such a grand display certainly seemed to be the work of Qingyun.

Five days ago, Qingyun had already accompanied Li Chengxun on his post outside the capital and arrived in Longzhou.

The motorcade that Ji Changlin arranged for himself was actually sent by the Princess's residence.

The eldest brother had also put in a lot of effort; there were only a few people who dared to touch the princess's carriage, so it should have been the safest option.

Princess Qingyun has a temper that's so strong it'll explode even without being provoked.

But aren't these bandits being too brazen?

Chunhua said, "If Princess Qingyun knew about this, she would definitely send soldiers to retrieve it."

Ji Qingwu had just breathed a sigh of relief when Chunhua's words brought it up again.

That's right, that's the strange thing.

Ji Qingwu shook his head slightly.

Chunhua said, "Sister-in-law, what I said is true, I'm not lying to you."

Ji Qingwu knew, of course, that she was telling the truth.