The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 20 The nickname is quite unique.
"Da da da……"

Five horses galloped along the official road, kicking up a cloud of yellow dust.

Shang Wan stood up and waved, "Lord An, over here!"

"Whoa!" The leading man in ochre robes reined in his horse, wiped the dirt off his face, and asked, "Madam Shang, why did you suddenly run away?"

"I've come to save my... husband." Shang Wan quickly corrected herself.

Only then did Lord An notice that there was a person wrapped in a blanket lying at Shang Wan's feet. The disheveled hair completely covered the face, making it impossible to see the appearance.

"This is...?"

"My husband is Lu Chengjing." Shang Wan rummaged through her clothes, revealing Lu Chengjing's horribly disfigured face.

Lord An has always disliked torturing prisoners, and seeing Lu Chengjing's miserable state now displeased him.

He frowned and, together with his three guards, dismounted.

Shang Wan said, "There are three yamen runners in the woods. One is dead, and the other two are still breathing."

Lord An gave a wink to the guards, and two of them immediately ran into the woods to investigate. A moment later, one of them returned, bowing and reporting, "Sir, there are indeed three people in the woods. The situation is a bit complicated. You should go and take a look."

Lord An glanced at Shang Wan and said in a deep voice to the guards, "Lead the way."

Shang Wan thought for a moment, then picked up Lu Chengjing and followed.

The guard offered to help, but Shang Wan waved her hand, "Thank you, it's not heavy, I can do it myself."

In the woods, three men dressed in official robes lay sprawled beside an empty prison cart, their bodies stained with blood.

Lord An squatted down and examined them one by one.

When he was inspecting the county last month, he had seen Liu Tong next to Li Wenhua and still had some impression of Liu Tong's face. These three should undoubtedly be working in the county government.

He turned to Shang Wan and asked, "Madam Shang, could you tell me what the forest looked like when you arrived?"

Shang Wan briefly recounted the story, and Lord An's brows furrowed deeply, forming a deep frown.

"You can ask the person involved what exactly happened." Shang Wan felt the person in her arms move. She looked down and saw the person's long eyelashes flutter slightly as they slowly opened their eyes.

Their eyes met, and Shang Wan's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Awake?"

"Hmm." Lu Chengjing responded softly, looking up at the woods above. "Are we still in the woods?"

“Yes,” Shang Wan said. “When Lord An arrives, tell him the details.”

Lu Chengjing then realized that he was being held by Shang Wan, and there were quite a few people around him.

A blush instantly spread from his cheeks to his ears. Lu Chengjing struggled to get down, but Shang Wan glared at him, "Is your leg injury healed yet? Why are you showing off?"

Lu Chengjing compromised, saying, "Put me on the ground."

Shang Wan didn't really see any difference between the two, but what could she do? This was her family's pretty vase, so she had to spoil it.

In broad daylight, in front of everyone, Lord An and his three guards couldn't bear to watch.

"Ahem," Lord An cleared his throat and looked at Lu Chengjing. "Scholar Lu, please tell me what exactly happened here."

Lu Chengjing nodded and began to recount how he was taken out of the cell, including the unconventional heavy shackles, the sudden change of direction in the prison van, the squad leader's attack on Liu Tong, the fight between Xie Zhiqiang and Liu Tong, the squad leader's torture of him, and how he accidentally killed someone in self-defense.

Shang Wan clicked her tongue inwardly. It was impossible for her to make a mistake; she had checked and her move was quite swift and decisive.

While listening, Lord An observed Lu Chengjing. He had met Lu Chengjing once before and had a deep impression of him.

Lu Chengjing was only thirteen years old when he ranked first in the county examination. He did not need to participate in the subsequent prefectural and provincial examinations to obtain the title of Xiucai. Everyone praised him as a genius and waited for him to pass the provincial examination the following year.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chengjing fell seriously ill on the eve of the exam and was unable to take it.

After recuperating for two years, Lu Chengjing took the exam again. This time he did get into the exam hall, but he couldn't even finish the first exam before collapsing and being carried out of the exam hall. He then spent two months in bed.

Later, he heard that the Lu family was worried that he would have no descendants, so they arranged for him to get married and have children.

Magistrate Li had always admired Lu Chengjing's talent and wanted him to be his advisor, but Lu Chengjing had never agreed.

Lord An sighed inwardly at the cruel twist of fate. This young man possessed extraordinary talent but lacked a healthy body; if it were him, he would also feel resentful. However, he glanced at Shang Wan; this young man had indeed married a formidable wife.

Why can't his good-for-nothing son find a girl like that?
Lord An gathered his thoughts and said in a deep voice, "If what you say is true, and this matter was orchestrated by Tian Sheng, then I will certainly give you justice."

Lu Chengjing cupped his hands in greeting, "Thank you, sir."

Lord An ordered two guards to put Liu Tong and the other two into a prison cart and transport them back to the county town.

Shang Wan picked up Lu Chengjing, leaped onto the horse, and patted the horse's head.

Lu Chengjing said quietly, "You didn't know how to ride a horse before."

"I learned it on the spot," Shang Wan said with a smile. "I'll teach you to ride when you're all better."

Looking at the smiling face in front of him, Lu Chengjing secretly reached out to touch the small porcelain bottle in his arms, but unexpectedly found nothing.

His hand froze, his pale lips pursed, and he asked softly, "Where is the thing I was holding?"

"What is that?" Shang Wan blinked. "I didn't see anything else when I checked your injuries."

Lu Chengjing pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and looked somewhat childishly unhappy.

Shang Wan, quite intrigued, poked his unaffected cheek, then flicked her wrist and asked with a smile, "Is it this?"

A small white porcelain bottle lay quietly in her palm.

Lu Chengjing glanced at the small porcelain bottle in front of him, then looked up at Shang Wan and saw that her eyes were full of a playful smile.

"Just kidding." Shang Wan pulled back the blanket and put the small porcelain bottle back into his arms.

Lu Chengjing: "..."

Shang Wan nudged him again, "Are you angry?"

Lu Chengjing pursed his lips and remained silent.

Shang Wan then nudged him, "If you're angry, just say it. It's not good to keep it bottled up."

Lu Chengjing glared at her; this woman was doing it on purpose!

"You..." Shang Wan wanted to tease her own vase, but suddenly her expression turned serious as she looked at the city gate that was faintly visible in the distance.

Lu Chengjing saw her suddenly change her expression and was about to ask what was wrong when his body suddenly lifted into the air and landed on Lord An's horse.

Lu Chengjing, who was thrown around like a sack: "..."

Lord An, who was forced to pick up the person: "..."

"Lord An, something has happened at the Tian residence. I must go ahead." Shang Wan flew towards the city, her voice carrying far, "Please look after my vase!"

"A vase?" Lord An reflexively looked down at Lu Chengjing in the blanket.

Lu Chengjing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his teeth were grinding together.

Good evening!
Awkwardly, Lord An looked away, thinking to himself that the nickname between the young couple was quite unique.

He instructed his guards: "Enter the city and go to the Tian residence."

At this moment, in the study of the Tian family residence.

Geng Hao was bound hand and foot and thrown to the ground. Yang Rang bowed to the man sitting behind the desk and said, "Reporting to Your Excellency, we did not find Niu Baoqing."

Tian Sheng's gaze was cold and fierce. "Have you searched inside and out?"

"Yes."

"Useless!" Tian Sheng slammed his hand on the desk.

Yang Rang knelt down with a thud and prostrated himself on the ground.

Tian Sheng emerged from behind the desk, grabbed Geng Hao's chin, and said in an icy voice, "Tell me Niu Baoqing's whereabouts, and I'll spare your dog's life."

(End of this chapter)