General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

“One… hundred.”

Cheng Xin took out a charcoal pen and wrote a few crooked words. “Second question: Where are they?”

“Grand… Salt… Mountain…”

“The third question is: Japanese, the witch.”

Cheng Xin grabbed the charcoal pen solemnly, like Sun Wukong grabbing chopsticks, and wrote quickly.

At this moment, Leng Ziling suddenly crushed the last bottle of poison in his hand, and the powder fell on Cheng Xin and him.

“I told you not to move!”

The Saintess gave him a hand chop angrily.

Leng Ziling’s body stiffened and stopped moving.

The Saintess was embarrassed. “Uh… I was a little heavy-handed…”

–

At dawn, Su Xuan came over.

Wei Qing woke up early and the two of them set up a chess game in the courtyard.

Wei Xiaobao had been in Old Matriarch Wei’s courtyard last night. Her power alone was comparable to the three little tiger heads.

In the end, Old Matriarch Wei brought reinforcements—Ghostfear.

In the end, the Ghostfear was a backup thrower for the entire night.

Only to be despised by Wei Xiaobao.

After Wei Xiaobao finally fell asleep, he went to Wei Qing’s courtyard with a pair of huge dark circles under his eyes.

At the door, they bumped into Wei Liulang and the couple.

Wei Liulang said, “Wow, Brother, were you beaten up by Sister-in-law?”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Sister-in-law is so heavy-handed.”

Ghostfear, who had been ravaged by Wei Xiaobao all night, was speechless.

Soon, Cheng Xin returned with the falcon.

“Has the mission been completed?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Cheng Xin nodded.

Wei Ting said, “Where’s Leng Ziling?”

Cheng Xin said, “Candied hawthorn.”

Wei Ting wrote an IOU. “Here, where is she?”

Cheng Xin accepted the IOU. “Dead.”

Wei Ting was speechless.

At that time, Wei Ting had agreed with the Saintess that she would get ten for killing and fifteen for capturing alive.

A trace of suspicion flashed across Wei Ting’s eyes. Strange, didn’t she want to earn candied hawthorn? Was Leng Ziling so difficult to capture alive?

Cheng Xin moved innocently to Su Xuan. “Thirty.”

Su Xuan smiled quietly. “Have you asked all three questions? Cheng Xin is really amazing.”

Cheng Xin nodded!

Su Xuan took the notebook and looked at the circles, exaggerated patterns, and strokes. He smiled in satisfaction and handed Cheng Xin a stack of IOUs.

There were people who were worth one candied hawthorn or two. But this was definitely a major player!

Wei Ting’s mouth twitched. Rakshasa, you weren’t there last night when Cheng Xin went to arrest her. When did you intercept Cheng Xin?

Wei Liulang took a weak step back.

Wei Ting gritted his teeth. “Sixth Brother! Cheng Xin has been led astray by you!!!”

–

Night fell.

Yun Shuang woke up from an extreme soreness.

Her surroundings were empty. Jiang Guanchao was not around.

“He left without saying goodbye? That’s true. I forced myself on him last night… It’s only right for him to be angry.”

Yun Shuang dragged her sore body and dressed neatly.

There was a box of snacks and a pot of flower tea on the table. The inn must have prepared them.

Coincidentally, her throat was hoarse and she was a little hungry.

“I didn’t expect Great Zhou to have such quality flower tea. It tastes like Thousand Mountain Island. Could it be…”

Yun Shuang shook her head.

Jiang Guanchao was a walking killing machine. How could he know this?

She finished the plate of snacks and almost finished the flower tea.

After coming out of the inn, the waiter said with a smile, “Your husband gave it to me.”

Yun Shuang was about to say that he was not her husband when she remembered that she had been mistaken for a concubine, so she decided not to explain.

Anyway, they were unrelated people, so there was no harm in misunderstanding.

The waiter looked outside the door and said happily, “Hey, Madam, your husband is back!”

Yun Shuang was stunned.

Jiang Guanchao strode to the counter and glanced at Yun Shuang. He asked the waiter calmly, “Who told you that she’s my Madam?”

“Huh?” The waiter scratched his head and pointed at Yun Shuang. “Madam said so!”

He had called her Madam just now, but she did not say no!

Wasn’t this it?

“I didn’t,” Yun Shuang said.

The waiter felt the killing intent and quickly rolled away.

Jiang Guanchao looked at Yun Shuang coldly. “Palace Lord Yun, although this isn’t Thousand Mountains Island, I still want a clean reputation.”

Yun Shuang said, “You’re thinking too much!”

Jiang Guanchao snorted. “Is that so? I thought that the dignified Palace Lord of the Hundred Flowers Palace actually had feelings for me because of a few casual flings.”

Yun Shuang said coldly, “Don’t worry. I won’t pester you!”

“Madam, be careful! It’s only been more than a month, but you don’t want to affect the pregnancy!”

“It’s all your fault! I said I wanted to drink contraceptive soup! You refused to let me drink it! Great! I’m pregnant again!”