It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 193

Mo Ruzhen hurried to the study in the front yard. Before she entered, she saw Xie Changqian, dressed in men's clothes, sitting upright and drinking tea.

Why did her father call her here as well? Mo Ruzhen was puzzled. When she heard the superior asking if she wanted to intervene in the matter of Wu Xiang's only son, Wu Fusui, to vent her hatred, the chaotic thoughts in her mind were reduced to a simple question: "Is my father sure he can be captured?"

Mo Ruzhen's disgust for Wu Fusui was no less than her disgust for his father Wu Dande and aunt Wu Guipin. Besides the hatred for her husband's murder, she was even more disgusted by his constant staring and sticky eyes that he gave her by relying on his elders' favor.

Thinking of this, she suppressed the discomfort rising in her throat and said bitterly, "All those torture methods he used must be used on him again."

Mo Xian didn't say yes or no, but turned to look at Xie Changqian: "The eldest prince's wife?"

Xie Changqian said calmly, "The governor should be well aware of why I've been traveling so far these past few days."

She glanced at Mo Ruzhen's still flat abdomen and asked, "I wonder if the governor has any thoughts of replacing Wu Dande?"

When Xie Changqian took Mo Ruzhen out of the imperial farm and sent her back to Zhongyuan Prefecture, he found out that she was pregnant. According to the due date, she would only have to wait for another five months.

Mo Xian smiled and asked, "Does the Xie family intend to help me?"

Xie Changqian shook his head. "I haven't discussed this with my uncle and aunt. This is just my own rough idea."

Mo Xian remained silent, while Mo Ruzhen gently stroked her abdomen with a flickering look in her eyes.

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All parties in Zhongyuan Prefecture were busy because of the false news that Jiang Yan unintentionally created, but Wu Fusui really entered the territory of Zhongyuan Prefecture.

However, they did not go in or out of the counties, but walked in the forest like Xiao Li's caravan.

Not long after sneaking out of the capital, Wu Fusui heard that a very handsome man was seen in Zhongyuan Prefecture, and he immediately became interested in finding out what happened.

No matter how hard the captain of the guard tried to persuade him of the danger, he could not discourage Wu Fusui. Also, because of his vengeful character, he did not dare to carry the man away directly. He could only send a pigeon to send a letter hoping that Lord Wu would send someone to stop him.

For safety reasons and to discourage Wu Fusui, the guards carried him all the way through the mountains and forests, and even secretly took detours every day to delay time. However, they did not receive a reply from Prime Minister Wu, nor did they see any of the people sent.

Seeing that their food supplies were running out, they had reached the border between Zhongze County and Muping County. The captain of the guards looked at Que Yue above his head, and all he could think about was going into the county tomorrow to cause trouble for the Wu family. He had really had enough.

Less than half a mile away from the camp of Wu Fusui and his group, Jiang Yan took the pheasant that Xiao Li's caravan had finally caught and cooked chicken stewed with mushrooms.

They were called mushrooms, but they were actually a mixture of several edible fungi. A few days ago, after an autumn rain in the forest, Jiang Yan had some free time and started searching around with a bamboo basket.

Jiang Yan not only picked the mushrooms he was familiar with, but also picked some fancy ones. He carefully dried them, ground them into powder, and hid them in his arms and sleeves.

There was a gurgling sound inside the earthenware jar, and the fragrance escaped through the gaps in the lid, and was soon carried away to an unknown place by the autumn wind.

Not long after Wu Fusui calmed down after being beaten and scolded for the food, he smelled the food and came straight over, demanding that Xiao Li's caravan serve them some food.

The Li caravan wanted to teach the arrogant man a lesson for his domineering look towards Madam Mu and Madam Xiao, but they had to endure it due to the increasing number of guards and identity threats.

But the unconvinced look still offended Wu Fusui, so he ordered his men to tie up all the members of Xiao Li's caravan and throw them aside, leaving only Jiang Yan, who was cooking, squatting by the fire for the time being and in safety.

It was really bad luck to run into such a notorious villain. Jiang Yan listened to Wu Fusui's teasing, silently opened the tile cover, and added the ingredients inside.

"Wait, what did you add?" The guard who had been watching Jiang Yan to prevent her from playing any tricks spoke out to stop her.

Jiang Yan lowered his head, his voice trembling: "Sir, add coarse salt."

Because Prime Minister Wu was quite experienced in causing sudden deaths, the guards had developed the habit of testing for poison with a silver needle before meals. When they failed to detect any poison, they asked Jiang Yan to try it.

After Jiang Yan had used the food for a quarter of an hour and found nothing unusual, the guard took out the dishes he had brought with him and ordered Jiang Yan to wash them.

Under the shade of the tree, Jiang Yan used clean water with powder to soak the bowls and chopsticks once, twice, and three times, then sprinkled the powder on the bottom of the bowl and spread it evenly with a fine silk.

Jiang Yan looked closely at the firelight. It was the first time she had washed the dishes so perfectly.