n't even manage to gingerly wrangle that little yellow-haired girl."This isn't up to you."Song Dajiao scoffed, "Ginger is my daughter-in-law, and that's all that matters to me."After she finished spea...Mrs. Chen should have been cooking over a fire just now, but now she is curled up on the ground.

Chen Ce hurriedly embraced the person in his arms, and anxiously looked at Jiang Wan.

"Your Majesty!"

Let me see.

Ginger pressed his fingertips against her pulse. He quickly withdrew his hand and retrieved a silver needle from the acupuncture case, gently inserting it.

Then Chen's wife realized it wasn't so painful anymore. She looked slowly at the ginger paste.

"Your Highness, you saved me again."

"Aren't you supposed to be resting"

Ginger furrowed her brow, clearly not very pleased. She disliked it when patients didn't take their own health seriously.

Then Lady Chen placed her hand on her belly and said sadly, "It's just that I see my child's father working too hard."

Thinking about how three months have already passed, I thought of asking for help. But who would have known that my body is so weak."

She barely even walked herself these days. For the past while, men have been pushing her around in a cart, and she felt truly ashamed about it.

"Your Majesty, my lady's health"

Chen Ce was very sad. He wasn't without regret in his heart. If there hadn't been this child, perhaps his wife would be much better.

But he didn't want to see the disappointment on his wife's face.

Jiang Wan was somewhat helpless, looking at Chen Wenhao who was full of worry beside her, "Don't worry."

"It's not a big deal, I'll get her some pills to help with the pregnancy later. Still, remember to rest more."

"Good, thank you, Your Highness."

Mrs. Chen nodded vigorously, this time she truly dared not do anything.

"Thank you, Princess Consort."

Chen Wenhao expressed his gratitude in a sweet and childish voice, and even presented Jiang Wan with a bouquet of wildflowers.

This is what he just picked up on the road. Besides this, he couldn't get any other decent gifts.

Jiang Wan took the wildflowers with a smile, "Wen Hao, at such a young age you are so thoughtful. When you grow up, you won't worry about finding a wife."

A teasing remark made Chen Wenhao's face flush, but she still held the wildflowers and went back.

The mutton hot pot is already done, she asked Song Jiuli to send some to the Chen family.

Song Jiu's gaze fell upon the wildflowers in Jiang Wan's hands, "This flower..."

"It was given to me by Wenhao."

Jiang Wan shook the flower in her hand, "It's quite pretty. Wen Hao is a good kid."

"I don't feel very good."

Song Jiu's reply was soft, his bony fingers tightening slightly.

Song Dajiao couldn't help but laugh and cry, thinking to herself, "This silly boy, even a child's jealousy he eats!"

A certain fool didn't know this, he was now holding a bowl of steaming mutton in his hand.

"Wow, that smells good!"

Ginger tasted the mutton, soft and fragrant lingering on her lips and teeth, making it unforgettable.

On such a cold day, being able to eat such hot and steaming mutton is truly a treat.

"It's delicious!"

Song Jiuli temporarily forgot about Xia Chan and was completely captivated by the mouthwatering roasted mutton.

The aroma drew the people nearby, unable to help but discreetly swallow their saliva. Ginger beckoned to Xiao Deng with a wave of her hand.

"Ginger sister!"

Xiao Deng still called her as before, even though Ren Bang reminded her several times, but to Xiao Deng.

Jiang Wan is the same elder sister who saved his life.

Come, you and Brother Ren each have a bowl, bring it over to eat.

Ginger is not stingy, but with so many officials she can't possibly attend to each one individually.

Even so, Xiao Deng happily greeted her with a smile, "Thank you, Sister Jiang!"

He staggered away with two bowls of mutton in his hands, his steps even a little unsteady. Looking at him, Jiang Wan couldn't help but smile and shake her head.

After she finished eating the mutton, she didn't forget about what she had promised Madam Chen. She took out some herbs from the carriage.

Ginger immediately began concocting the medicine, luckily keeping the pregnancy pills wasn't a difficult task for her, she quickly finished making them and gave them to the Chen family.

It was a bit chilly out tonight, so everyone decided to climb into the carriage for some rest. The carriage had thick blankets and quilts inside.

The fire outside made it feel less cold.

The family slept through the night. Jiang Wan's consciousness was rummaging around in the space, tinkering with medicinal herbs. There were plenty of medicinal herbs in the herb garden.

She's never had time to deal with it, this moment just happens to be perfect for making some.

Song Jiuyuan had already recovered quite a bit by now, so Ginger didn't enter the space, afraid of startling him.

On the other hand, Ling continued to research the medicinal bag before ginger plasters, and the Sixth Prince beamed with joy.

"Ling, this king has found some delicious food. Come over and try it."

"Thank you, Your Highness, but I am busy at the moment."

Fuling had no interest in flirting with the Sixth Prince, unaware that this was what Huaxiao dreamed of.

When the man she liked kept getting rejected, Xiaohua felt a nameless anger rising within her.

"Miss Fu Ling, do you know that Your Highness went to collect the ingredients for these dishes himself despite his ailing body"

Her words were full of accusations, which moved the Sixth Prince deeply.

Unexpectedly, this flower Xiaodao is not good at handling things, but he's a kind person and knows how to empathize with him.

Fuling put down the medicine bag in her hand and looked at the Sixth Prince with apology.

"Your Highness, Lingzhi is also doing this for your grand ambition. Since..."

"No need, no need. You go about your business."

When the sixth prince learned that Ling was doing this for him, he instantly satisfiedly waved his hand and said to Hua Xiaodao beside him:

Have you eaten yet

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Hua Xiao gritted her teeth and agreed, glaring at Fu Ling in the distance with displeasure.

Although she was indeed looking forward to the Sixth Prince's reward, there was a feeling that she was picking up someone else's unwanted things.

Just at this moment, Wen Ru Yu returned with the antidote. The Sixth Prince's expression grew increasingly worse.

"How did you get back"

"The pills are ready."

Wen Ruyu also wanted to find an excuse to stay, but seeing that Song Jiubian seemed to have changed a lot, he hurriedly said:

"Your Highness, I have something important to report."

"He said."

The Sixth Prince was in a bad mood, clearly displeased with him. Wen Ru Yu gritted her teeth and said:

"The subordinate thinks Song Jiubian's legs should have recovered!"

What!

The Sixth Prince couldn't stay still any longer. He couldn't even handle the crippled Song Jiubian, let alone a healthy one.

"Ginger can cure everything from chickenpox to celestial flowers, so there's no reason it can't cure Song Jiubian's leg."

Wen Ru Yu's analysis was spot on, causing the Sixth Prince to feel a growing sense of crisis.

"You're right, we should keep probing."

The Sixth Prince nodded, glanced at the incompetent Hua Xiao and Wen Ru Yu, and said angrily:

"You all look familiar. I guess it's time to try someone new."

"...

"

Ginger Wan didn't know what the Sixth Prince was plotting again. She vaguely sensed that someone beside her had moved.

When that person got out of the carriage, Jiang Wan only then opened her eyes. It was Song Jiubian.

It seems like he's out doing something.

This was more convenient for Jiang Wan, so she went straight into the space. After feasting and having a good time in the space, she hurried out.

Time was perfectly calculated, Song Jiubian strode in with a chill radiating from him.

Well.

Ginger handed him a waterskin, which was filled with warm water. Song Jiubian's heart felt a warmth inside.

Thank you!

"Don't be so modest, it was just a small favor."

Jiang Wan turned over without looking at him. The carriage was very quiet, and soon the sound of soft, steady breathing filled the air.even worse""...".Shen Qian was so angry at the sarcastic remarks that she felt like vomiting blood, but at this moment, she had no room to retort.Ultimately, the old Song family sent Shen Qian and Son...