Su Jiaoniang's palms were burning hot as she looked at the man with his eyes closed.

Her lips moved slightly.

Lu Wujiu automatically removed his mask, revealing a flushed face, slightly drunk, with even more upturned corners of his eyes and a deep red under-eye area.

He looked like a tough guy who was drunk and at a loss.

Su Jiaoniang couldn't resist and lowered her head to kiss her eyelashes.

boom!

Lu Wujiu, who had calmed down, reacted again.

Su Jiaoniang lowered her head and took a step back; her hands were a little tired.

Lu Wujiu's voice was hoarse: "You don't need to give me any more tonic soup."

After saying that, he put on his mask, picked up his clothes, and walked towards the small ditch outside the village.

Su Jiaoniang stood there for a while before following them to the riverbank.

The people in the river were not wearing clothes and were using the cool water, which was relatively cold on a hot night, to calm themselves down.

Su Jiaoniang looked at his body emerging from the water and her heart wavered slightly. She reached out and touched her heart. This unfamiliar feeling was just like a heart attack.

Turning her head, Su Jiaoniang saw a woman standing by the river.

Eyes wide open, mouth agape.

Swallowing saliva.

Stare intently at Lu Wujiu!

In a mountain village, someone saw someone bathing in the river...

In an instant, strange works of fiction flashed through Su Jiaoniang's mind, such as "The Little Miracle Doctor in the Countryside" and "The Little Man in the Widow's Village."

Sure enough, you shouldn't go out to take a shower alone in the middle of the night.

A woman taking a bath might be seen by a thug, and a man taking a bath might be seen by a young widow.

At this moment, Su Jiaoniang had forgotten that she was also a widow.

She walked over to Han Yingying, the young widow across the street, and blocked her view: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Han Yingying's gaze fell on Lu Wujiu, who was bathing in the river.

"What's it to you? I can't sleep, so I need your permission to go for a walk." Han Yingying said, and then tried to walk into the river.

Su Jiaoniang frowned and slashed Han Yingying's neck.

They threw the person next to the tree.

His gaze fell on Lu Wujiu: "You're the only one who knows how to attract attention."

"..." That's a bit unfair.

Lu Wujiu emerged from the water, his body steaming and misty: "I won't be taking baths anymore."

"Hmm!" Su Jiaoniang swallowed her discomfort.

What does this have to do with Lu Wujiu?

Even when I go out in the middle of the night, I still run into people.

All I can say is...

Bad luck.

Back home.

1. A good night's sleep.

The next day, when Xie saw that Su Jiaoniang was still lively and energetic, her worried gaze fell on Lu Wujiu.

People nowadays believe that having many children brings many blessings.

The Xie family has begun to care about Su Jiaoniang's offspring, but this old man is really too disappointing.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

She created all the opportunities, and this is the result.

Forget it, let the young people live their own lives.

As you get older, worrying won't help.

Ms. Xie returned to the kitchen and quietly sat down to do her own thing.

Su Jiaoniang then headed towards the village chief's house.

I inquired about some information regarding Han Yingying.

A pretty young widow, she usually didn't cause any trouble and rarely left her home. If Su Jiaoniang hadn't mentioned her, the village chief would have forgotten about Han Yingying altogether.

Having not left the house for so long, he had almost forgotten how incredibly beautiful and delicate Han Yingying was.

It's just a pity...

The village chief shook his head.

They only said that Han Yingying was a pitiful person.

Su Jiaoniang nodded. Having seen the body of the man she had her eye on, how could he possibly be a pitiful person?

Something's off about this person.

However, there's no need to tell the village chief about these things.

As usual, Su Jiaoniang first went to Doctor Liu's place to check on the injured person's recovery before talking to Su Tong.

If a child shows signs of going astray, she needs to spend more time with them to make up for the lack of attention.

After a smile appeared on Su Tong's face, she headed towards the county town.

Continue to correct the shortcomings in the training of the teenagers.

A month passed like this.

Su Jiaoniang received news again that the Black-Clad Guards said that Song had been moved to the capital and was being protected.

The courtyard where Song Qian stayed was the residence of Jun Chaoyang, the youngest and most promising ruler of the dynasty.

...

Jun Chaoyang's place is under strict surveillance, and the Black-Clad Guards have not yet been able to infiltrate it, thus losing track of Song Qian's whereabouts.

Is Your Majesty well?

Su Jiaoniang raised an eyebrow; that person wasn't a bad guy in the original story.

But he did indeed have contact with Song Qian. Was he seeking a deal with a tiger, or...?

Su Jiaoniang's gaze fell in the direction of the capital.

The waters of the Great Zhou are incredibly deep!

The original novel's description has been so distorted that it's unrecognizable.

Looking back at Futu, she believed that he would not follow the old path of the past. She was confident that he would understand right and wrong, punish the wicked, and give the kind and good a chance to live.

Summer is here.

The Black-Clad Guards delivered countless poppies to Doctor Liu's courtyard.

Dr. Liu was overjoyed. Poppies meant there was now an anesthetic available, and they could start experimenting.

Even better news arrived: the magistrate's son's concubines were pregnant—all three of them! Overjoyed, Magistrate Hu had ten heinous criminals brought from prison to Doctor Liu's office.

Doctor Liu secretly sought out the Buddhist monk for interrogation.

The final conclusion was that most of these people were extremely cruel and deserved to die.

Only one person resisted when his wife was being gang-raped and killed a group of people. Because too many lives were involved, he was sentenced to death.

Such a person shouldn't have died.

If a man doesn't even have this kind of courage, he might as well dig a hole and bury himself.

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