CHAPTER 384: CHAPTER 384 THE TASTE OF MEDICINE

Mrs. Tang turned around to see Uncle Li.

Uncle Li lay on the small couch, and upon seeing Mrs. Tang, attempted to rise but was stopped by her, "Don’t move, be careful of opening your wound."

Uncle Li’s face was pale, and he weakly admitted his mistake.

Mrs. Tang comforted him, "Things aren’t as bad as you think. We are no longer on Qingyun Mountain, and the eight thousand soldiers are now in the barracks under Duke Zhen’s control. Even if Duke Chong knows, he cannot do anything to us."

"You are the Marquis’s brothers, and after all the hardships along the way, with him not in the Capital, you must protect Yangyang well, and protect yourselves even more."

Uncle Lin added, "Madam, the son-in-law told me someone is causing trouble for the families of the Flying Tiger Army."

Uncle Lin related what Xie Jingchen had told him to Mrs. Tang.

Mrs. Tang sighed, "Duke Chong is already suspicious, and it won’t be long before the matter of the Flying Tiger Army is exposed."

Many of the eight thousand Flying Tiger soldiers are descendants of the former Flying Tiger Army.

In the barracks, they cannot avoid interacting with others and will eventually encounter fellow townspeople who might recognize them.

Back then, joining the Flying Tiger Army was a great honor.

Since we’ve decided to send them to the battlefield, we are prepared for the return of the Flying Tiger Army.

The Marquis secretly trained the Flying Tiger Army for over a decade, and now it’s their time to serve the court.

Years ago, the Flying Tiger Army was completely annihilated, with only a few crawling out from heaps of the dead.

That battle was such a disastrous loss.

The Flying Tiger Army’s reputation was tarnished.

They need a glorious victory to loudly proclaim the return of the Flying Tiger Army, which disappeared fifteen years ago.

This time, capturing King Beimo alive will restore the Flying Tiger Army’s honor.

Uncle Li and the others all know the Flying Tiger Army is almost back.

Not just by Marquis Dongxiang regaining the name of the Flying Tiger Army.

Truly returning.

But before they return, Duke Chong must not know.

Otherwise, Mrs. Tang and the brothers remaining in Dongxiang Marquis Mansion would be in great danger.

The Marquis wants to investigate the injustice of the Flying Tiger Army’s past annihilation, with the enemy in the open and us in the dark, the chances are slightly better.

Once the Flying Tiger Army returns, it will certainly alert the enemy.

Fifteen years have passed, the time is too long.

Over the years, Old Duke Chong has been investigating without any results and even implicated himself.

They didn’t dare to hope to uncover the truth so quickly.

The Marquis once said that fifteen years ago they were wronged on the battlefield, and fifteen years later today, the truth might only be found on the battlefield.

He will live.

Even if he only has a breath left, he will persist until the day the truth is revealed.

Mrs. Tang told him not to overthink, "The wound on your back is too deep, for the next three days, you must lie still as much as possible."

Uncle Li nodded, his eyes brimming with tears.

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Meanwhile, Su Jin was taking a carriage back to Duke Mansion.

Xie Jingchen rode a horse.

He headed west of the city to investigate a case, and after sending Uncle Li back, he needed to return to continue the investigation, so he did not accompany Su Jin back to the Duke Mansion.

Inside the carriage, Su Jin wore a serious expression.

Xingxing was also worried about Uncle Li’s injury.

With so much blood lost, if it weren’t for the young lady’s superb medical skills, Uncle Li might not have survived.

Within the Duke Mansion, someone is plotting against the young lady.

The young master was knocked out while playing outside and sent into the palace.

Uncle Li was almost killed.

They merely rob others’ money, why must they be after lives?

Usually cheerful Xingxing lost her smile completely.

After bouncing around in the carriage for a while, they finally stopped in front of the Duke Mansion.

Watching them step out of the carriage.

The servants noticed their expressions were devoid of the usual enthusiasm, like flowers battered by a heavy downpour.

They had never seen the Eldest Young Madam so unhappy.

Could the rumors be true?

The Eldest Young Madam’s brother really ran away and was sent to the palace to become a little eunuch serving the Ninth Prince?

It’s too heartbreaking, and on top of Su Jin’s ill temper, the servants dared not gossip about her behind her back.

Only when Su Jin had walked away, and certain she couldn’t hear with a moment of eavesdropping, did they dare to whisper a few words, their voices kept low.

Manager Li overheard and scolded, "What nonsense are you prattling about? Aren’t you afraid the Eldest Young Madam will send you to the palace too?!"

The servant turned pale, immediately too frightened to say another word.

Su Jin didn’t return to the Agarwood Pavilion; she went directly to the Buddhist Hall.

There had been heavy rain two days ago, the sky just cleared in the morning, and by now the ground had already dried under the sun, making walking in the sunlight quite stuffy.

Su Jin wiped the sweat off her forehead and stepped into the yard.

A breeze blew, bringing a slight chill, her body felt briefly comfortable before the anger overshadowed it.

The courtyard of the Buddhist Hall had papers scattered all over.

The wind scattered the papers.

Su Jin glanced over and saw it was the family rules she had copied.

Xingxing angrily exclaimed, "How did the family rules fly out of the Buddhist Hall?!"

A maid approached and said, "The wind in the Buddhist Hall blew them out. When I entered the house in the morning, you told me not to touch the Eldest Young Madam’s things, so I didn’t dare pick them up."

When saying the last sentence, there was a slight sense of satisfaction on her face.

She dared not touch them, but there are those who do.

After speaking, the maid turned and went back inside.

Xingxing was so angry she wished she could whip someone.

These family rules could either be stored in the brocade box or pressed down with a paperweight.

The window was half-closed, how strong must the wind be to blow them out?!

Xingxing wasn’t just thinking; she really pulled out her whip, only to be stopped by Su Jin.

The Buddhist Hall isn’t solely hers, and if someone comes to light incense and sees the family rules on the desk, reads them and then fails to use the paperweight, letting the wind mess them up.

Such a trivial matter couldn’t justify taking action against someone, which is why they dare to act so brazenly.

When others employ underhanded tactics, why should we respond openly?

Just return the favor covertly, living under the same roof, and opportunities will surely arise.

Su Jin bent down to collect the family rules, and Xingxing quickly said, "Miss, you rest inside, I will pick them up."

Su Jin didn’t listen, and together with Xingxing, collected the family rules.

Not only in the yard, but also inside the house.

The neatly arranged family rules were in disarray, and some even missing, causing Xingxing to be extremely furious.

Su Jin said, "Never mind, just shove them into the brocade box."

She didn’t believe anyone would dare claim she hadn’t copied enough when she delivered them to Qihao Hall this way.

Su Jin felt a bit weary, and she planned to lay down for a moment.

Upon entering the inner room, a faint medicinal odor greeted her.

It was very weak.

If not for Su Jin’s keen sense of smell, she wouldn’t have noticed it.

It wasn’t there in the morning when she awoke, yet now with the window open, the smell indicated someone had entered her room.

From just that faint medicinal scent, Su Jin couldn’t determine what medicine it was.

She sniffed around the room and eventually found a purse under the bed.

As soon as she pulled it out, her face turned pale.

Su Jin was facing away from Xingxing, who couldn’t see her expression, exclaiming in surprise, "Isn’t this the son-in-law’s purse? How did it end up under the bed?"

A hint of a cold smile appeared on Su Jin’s lips.