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It was nothing more than suggesting that she wasn’t sincere about wanting to marry Zhao Xiyan, and that she would seek a divorce upon reaching the Place of Exile.

When she combined this with Zhao Xiyan’s excessive laughter, Qi Yue couldn’t help but press her lips together and chuckle.

So Zhao Xiyan was willing to sell out a smile just to test her?

Given his usual gentlemanly and upright appearance, it really was quite a sacrifice for him.

Qi Yue didn’t expose the matter, continuing as before, doing whatever she needed to do.

Her goal was only one—to head for the Place of Exile, Longnan Ridge!

After resuming their journey, the Zhao Family’s convoy noticeably sped up.

With the wheelchair, Zhao Xiyan could travel by himself, and everyone else just needed to carry their personal belongings.

After traveling like this for several days, many people in the exile convoy fell ill due to the unfamiliar environment.

Some had diarrhea, some vomited, while others developed strange blisters on their skin.

The Zhao Family members were doing well, nourished daily by Spiritual Spring Water, and even though it was their first time in this hot and humid land, they showed no unusual physical reactions.

Zhang Zhao and Cong Zhonglan, with their two children in tow, had also kept up with the Zhao Family without showing any signs of illness.

Many people noticed this phenomenon, quietly discussing it behind their backs.

“It must be because Miss Qi gave them preventative medicine. Why don’t we also ask her for some? If we continue like this, I’m afraid we won’t make it to our destination.”

“I wouldn’t dare. What if she does to you what she did to her second uncle last time, giving you a black pill—would you dare take it?”

“That’s unlikely. I think Miss Qi is quite nice; she even looks after a murderer’s family.”

“…”

Their gazes shifted to Cong Zhonglan, as if gathering some courage, yet none dared to approach her.

Qi Fengzhang was also not feeling well; he had been suffering from diarrhea for two days and was afraid he would collapse without medication.

Under others’ instigation and with an even more unseemly look on his already unsightly face, he approached Qi Yue with a forced smile.

“Yueyue, my dear niece, please take a look at your second uncle. I’m really not feeling well!”

Qi Yue raised an eyebrow, her expression one of indolence.

“Not feeling well? How come I hear you’ve been stirring up trouble all around, quite spiritedly at that!”

Qi Fengzhang glanced guiltily at Zhao Xiyan not far away and forced a smile.

“My dear niece, you know about that?”

Seeing that Qi Yue remained pleasant but silent, he thought it was tacit approval and eagerly moved a step closer.

“Yueyue, everything I did was for your benefit.”

“Think about it, with the mess that is the Zhao Family, what if they refuse to divorce and cling to you? And since you’re so good to them, those with the Zhao surname will inevitably get other ideas.”

“Don’t worry, with your second uncle here, I will ensure that your divorce succeeds and you regain your freedom!”

“When I said you wanted to kill him and become a widow to escape the fate of exile, it was to make him completely lose hope in you, to have no further illusions!”

Qi Yue felt a tingling sensation on her scalp as she listened.

No wonder Zhao Xiyan was trying to please her that day.

Could it be that he misunderstood her intentions on the day of the family’s downfall, thinking she wanted to kill him?

“How about it, my dear niece, I did pretty well, didn’t I?”

Qi Fengzhang was beaming with pride, which only served to infuriate Qi Yue.

She certainly didn’t believe that Qi Fengzhang said those things for her benefit; he must be scheming something malicious.

“Good, very good,” she thought bitterly, yet she pleasantly handed Qi Fengzhang a white pill, “Take this medicine, and it will cleanse the poison right out.”

This time Qi Fengzhang had no doubts and immediately crunched the pill in his mouth, chewing noisily before walking away with a smile.

Seeing Qi Fengzhang get medicine successfully, the other people also boldly approached her for help.

This time Qi Yue did not decline outright.

After all, they were about to reach their destination, and she planned to win over some hearts for future use.

She casually plucked several wild herbs from behind, threw them into a pot to boil for a while, and had each person drink half a bowl.

Although everyone was baffled why their medicine was different from Qi Fengzhang’s, they dared not say much and obediently drank it.

After finishing one pot, she cooked another and even sent some to Guan Yidao and the government officials.

Seeing that they were treated the same as Guan Yidao, and that the medicine seemed to be effective quickly, everyone began to feel satisfied.

“Miss Qi is quite nice; she wouldn’t stand by and watch us die in a real emergency!”

“Exactly, what does it matter if she has a weird temper? Who among the capable has a perfect temper?”

“Honestly, I wanted to try that white pill; I saw Qi Fengzhang enjoying it like it was delicious…”

While a few people were discussing, they heard a earth-shattering scream. Qi Fengzhang clutched his stomach, pulling up his pants as he ran off.

A faint stench wafted in the wind, causing everyone to clench, and they promptly shut their mouths tight.

Qi Yue curled her lips in satisfaction.

It was finally quiet. If they had continued jabbering on, she would have considered giving them muting drugs.

Qi Fengzhang had diarrhea for three days, finally stopping on the fourth day.

In the following days, he didn’t dare to look for her again, and when Qi Yue distributed insect and snake repellent to the exile team, he didn’t dare to come forward either.

They traveled for a few more days, and the road gradually widened. Qi Yue guessed they were getting close.

Since generations of exiles had worked on it, the closer they were to people, the wider the path became.

Sure enough, they began to see people sporadically.

Qi Yue was pleased and went out of her way to find Guan Yidao to ask about the upcoming situation.

However, she found out that the place of exile for these people was deep in Longnan Ridge, and they still had four more days to travel to reach their designated location.

When Guan Yidao spoke, he clearly looked disheartened as if some pain was unbearable.

“Commander Guan, what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

Thinking Guan Yidao was merely suffering from a mild illness due to the unfamiliar environment, she casually picked a few herbs.

“Didn’t you drink the medicine I sent over? These four herbs are Atractylodes, Cyperus rotundus, Ligusticum chuanxiong, and Gardenia, boiling them in water can treat discomfort caused by the environment, too bad there’s no Shenqu. You travel here all the time; next time prepare some. When you feel unwell, boil them with these four, the effect will be even better.”

Guan Yidao waved his hand, “Hmm, I got it.”

Seeing his breath was weak and his complexion turning pale, Qi Yue hurriedly took his wrist to feel his pulse.

The next second, she deftly pulled out a silver needle from her sleeve, and with a flash, she tore open Guan Yidao’s outer garment, inserting needles down his spine, stopping at his waist.

Last time, to save the nearly dead Zhao Yongzhe, she had used the Twelve Ghost Gate Needles; this time, Guan Yidao’s condition was even more critical, so she increased to sixteen needles.

This set of needling had great effects, but each time it required her own vitality to drive it, therefore it was very draining, and she usually refrained from using it.

However, since Guan Yidao was an old acquaintance of her adoptive father and had taken good care of her along the way, it would be unforgivable not to help.

Fortunately, her body had innate divine strength, which greatly assisted her in needlework.

When she retrieved the sixteen needles back into her hands, Guan Yidao was already standing up energized.

“Miss Qi, thank you for your timely help, you’ve even cured my ailment of many years! You truly are a divine doctor with miraculous skills!”

Qi Yue was not at all modest.

She tossed the silver needles back into her space for disinfection, examining Guan Yidao from head to toe.

“Do you have an old injury on your waist?”

Guan Yidao nodded repeatedly.

“Many years ago during the war with Nanyue Kingdom, I was unfortunate to be hit by a stray arrow. Ever since then, whenever I return to this environment, the old injury flares up, each time more severe than the last.”

Qi Yue then took out a packet of pills from her bosom and tossed it to him.

“This time it wasn’t just your old injury acting up. If it weren’t for me, you might not have been able to get up.”

She didn’t mention the stroke, since these people wouldn’t understand anyway.

But Guan Yidao’s words reminded her of a previous question.

“Commander Guan, I heard you could have taken a post in the Capital City; why did you choose to be a commander here? Year after year, not only without pay but also suffering, why bother?”

Upon hearing this, Guan Yidao fell silent for a moment.

Just as Qi Yue felt she might have crossed a line with the question, he suddenly said, “I do this, of course, because of your father.”