m in the winter and cool in the summer.But she couldn't bear to throw away such a good thing, and for Song Jiubian, it might hold special significance.Ginger deftly tossed the jade pendant into space...Ginger, you have medical skills.

Song Jiubian’s words were all affirmation, and while Jiang Wan observed him, he was also observing Jiang Wan.

Ginger wasn't planning on hiding it from him. He wasn't a fool, after all, and he could clearly see it himself. "Yeah, I will,"

"You can..."

Song Jiuyuan found it hard to say, but he gritted his teeth and said: "Let me put it this way, I have some history with Chen Ce, so would you be able to look after them a bit more"

"Why"

“Ginger said this with a smile, but what she didn't say was, what right did he have to say that”

Song Jiubian probably caught her meaning. He sadly drooped his eyes.

"I know I wasn't nice to you before, but that was because you and the Ministry of Rites tried every means to force me to marry you."

Even though I don't have romantic feelings for you now, as long as you take good care of me and my family with all your heart, I will not treat you poorly in the future.

"So what"

Ginger smiled ambiguously, "I'm not the same Ginger I used to be. One kind word from you and I'd die for you."

What are your conditions

Song Jiuyuan frowned. She had been so kind to Chen Wenhao, he thought she was willing to help.

Jiang Wan tossed the matchstick in her hand and blurted out, "When we get to the wasteland, let's just separate."

"Split up"

Song Jiubian had thought about many things, but he never expected that she would ask for a divorce. She was the one who had previously wanted to die or live to marry him.

"That's right."

Ginger said in a firm tone, "I don't have any other requests, just this one. Otherwise, it's off the table."

Once she ensured his safety and escorted him to the wilderness, she would have fulfilled the original owner's debt to him. At that time, she would naturally be free to soar as high as she wished.

And her marital relationship with Song Jiubian was officially registered, she didn't want to leave while still carrying the title of his wife.

Song Jiubian gazed at her with complex eyes, for a moment before saying: "Alright, I agree to you."

It was him who had once most wanted to cut ties with her. Now, he didn't know why, but his feelings were strangely complex.

He should be happy instead.

"I've caused you some trouble before, so I owe you one. I'll escort you to the Wasteland."

Ginger, resigning herself to it, decided to tell him everything. That way, he wouldn't be constantly on guard around her, and she would finally have some peace and quiet.

Song Jiubian remained silent, finally understanding why Jiang Wan had been so dedicated to caring for him and his family this entire time.

It turned out that it was to completely sever ties with him afterward. Looking at his still-healing legs, he felt a surge of bitterness in his heart.

It's okay, he's a good-for-nothing anyway, and he wouldn't burden her.

When Song Da's wife returned with her children, she realized the atmosphere was off. She glared at Song Jiu'yuan.

"Yuan'er, didn't you bully Wanwan"

Song Jiuyuan remained silent, and Jiang Wan could only explain helplessly.

"No, we just had a friendly exchange of some questions."

"It's fine."

Song Dajiao held Gingerwan's hand gently and said softly, "Yuan'er has a rather bad temper."

If he bullies you, just tell mother, and I'll teach him a lesson.

"No, really."

Ginger burst into laughter, a mixture of amusement and disbelief. She thought to herself, if she were to truly leave, the one she'd miss most would be the Mistress. After all, her affections were genuine.

Song Jiubian gazed at Song Dajiao with a mournful look in his eyes, a hint of accusation in them, as if to say, "In the end, who is the one you truly gave birth to"

Ginger and Song Jiubian reached a short-term agreement, so when Chen Ce came to find her, she readily followed him.

The two stood at the edges of the line. Chen Ce squeezed his eyes shut in pain.

"Song Xiaoniao, I... want to ask you for a favor."

"You said."

Ginger instinctively thought that she and Song Jiubian had the same idea, that he wanted her to pay more attention to Mrs. Chen.

Within her capabilities, she was willing, but she was utterly astonished by what Chen Ce said.

"I know you understand medicine. If the time is right, could you tell me which herbs can induce an abortion"

He gritted his teeth in pain, it was clear that making this decision was incredibly difficult for him, after all, descendants were the most important thing to ancient people. ωＷω.oＮЬ.οr

Ginger was completely taken aback. She never expected that he would want her to help Mrs. Chen with an abortion. She froze in shock.

"This is the result of your consultation with Mrs. Chen"

The lady is unwilling.

Chen Ce sighed softly, "I certainly don't want to part with you. But Song Xiaoniang, as you know, our current situation..."

She was exhausted from her day and night journey before even reaching the border of the wasteland. I heard that the roads there are even more treacherous.

"To keep this child, I fear for the mistress's life."

She had been suffering alongside him in exile, and Chen Ce did not want to lose her.

From a rational standpoint, Chen Ce's idea is correct. Jiang Wan pondered for a moment before saying:

"I'll keep an eye out for you, but I suggest you best discuss it with Mrs. Chen first before coming back to me."

"Miss Song, you don't know, my mistress appears gentle, but in reality, she is the most stubborn."

Chen Ce shook his head. "Since she already knows about the child's existence, she definitely won't give up on him voluntarily."

"So you secretly gave her abortion pills without her knowing"

Ginger's face turned cold. "If she ever finds out the truth, she'll definitely never forgive you."

In a nutshell, there will be rifts between the two of you throughout your lives.

Chen Ce remained silent. Jiang Wan glanced at him, "Consider it carefully before you speak. This medicine isn't so easy to obtain."

She walked away, this thing didn't even have space for her. If she did have it, she wouldn't take it out for now.

When she returned, Song Jiuyuan discovered her face was extremely sour. Both Song Jiuli and Song Jichí wisely refrained from provoking her.

She continued on her journey, ignoring everyone else. She always walked on the outside, occasionally picking some medicinal herbs.

Then, while everyone was distracted, I collected some wild vegetables and herbs and put them into the space. That way, the space could grow much better on its own.

The journey wasn't fast, and the ground was still muddy from the heavy rain earlier. It wasn't easy walking.

So by nightfall, Ren Bang could only lead them to an inn for a rest. They still slept in the communal dormitory.

In the evening, the officials had coarse rice porridge made at the inn. As they lined up to collect their dinner, another group of people walked in from outside the inn.

Ginger wasn't gossipy by nature, but when her gaze landed on the person across from her, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Because she never expected the leading lady, Hua Xiao, to not settle down on the spot but also come to the inn.

"You're here too."

At the head was the young master who had previously thanked Gingerwan. His eyes lit up when he saw Gingerwan.

"Do you remember me I'm Lin Tingyu, you saved us before."

Lin Tingyu seemed to come from a good family. There were some people behind him who protected him, and he had changed into a magnificent robe. However, he was a little thin and his complexion was very pale.

"Well, it's no trouble at all."

Ginger nodded slightly, carrying the bowl back to their table. Her attitude toward him was cold and distant.

Lin Tingyu was a little disappointed, Hua Xiaokang saw it clearly and immediately comforted him.

"Court Jade, don't be sad. You've already apologized, the intention is what matters."e could only wait until later to quietly plant them in the space.“Oh, I don't know herbs, but whatever adults use, you tell me to pick.”Pan Hongyan sheepishly scratched his hair. He looked much more a...