Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

Chapter 2579: Chapter 2580: Farther East

The next day, Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun entered the palace once again. The two of them spent an entire day inside the Secret Chamber reading books. In between, they went into Space to have a bite and soak in the Hot Spring to relieve their fatigue, then continued reading.

Despite this, both of them were still very exhausted. Bai Ruozhu almost wanted to move all these books into her Space, but it seemed like a library here; you can read but not take them for yourself.

By evening, they finally finished. Bai Ruozhu rubbed her temples and said, ”Let’s go, it’s about time.”

Jiang Yichun held her hand, with a tone full of concern, ”You’ve worked hard.”

She glared at him, as if implying if it weren’t for him, she wouldn’t have suffered like this.

How could life not be hard?

Even ordinary people must strive to live and learn to endure hardships to succeed.

Back at the Posthouse, Bai Ruozhu asked Jiang Yichun to rest first, while she took paper and pen to record useful information one by one.

She sorted and analyzed a lot of information and filled an entire page with notes. Eventually, she fell asleep on the table.

Jiang Yichun woke up in the middle of the night, felt no one beside him, and sat up immediately. Only then did he see her leaning at the edge of the table.

He felt deep compassion as the weather turned cold, thinking she might catch a cold sleeping like that.

He got up to carry her; she was probably too exhausted to open her eyes, and in her disturbed sleep, she grumbled twice impatiently.

”Be good, go to bed,” he whispered softly.

She mumbled hazily, agreeing, and was obediently carried to bed, continuing to sleep.

Jiang Yichun suddenly lost his desire to sleep; his head faintly ached. After reading so many books in two days, it was indeed overwhelming. But he knew Ruozhu worked even harder as she was the main reader.

He went to the table, poured a glass of water to drink, and carefully examined the notes she wrote, and saw that the largest words were circled.

”East of East?” Jiang Yichun murmured, then thoughtfully read through the other words.

It turns out that in the Fusang Royal Family’s ancient texts, it indeed recorded the impressive capabilities of the god long ago, but no matter how he excelled, it resembled the unique abilites of the Merfolk because he couldn’t bring the dead back to life or heal flesh and bone.

Later, some texts described various extraordinary powers possessed by the Emperors with words like ”displaying divine prowess,” though they all died young.

Moreover, several books mentioned ”East of East,” referring to places the god might have visited or guests coming from there.

Plus, with Bai Ruozhu having seen the earlier painting and read Weng Zhuang’s poems above it, the phrase ”East of East” couldn’t be ignored.

The vast ocean; no one knows the precise location of Merfolk Island, but now there’s a direction—further east from Eastern Fusang.

At last, knowing roughly where it might be, Jiang Yichun felt slightly at ease, returned to bed, and held his wife as he fell asleep.

The next morning, Bai Ruozhu eagerly pulled him to share the information she had organized. Jiang Yichun smiled and said, ”I already know about East of East.”

Bai Ruozhu’s face immediately fell; she wanted to elaborate more first and then reveal this conclusion, but he went straight to the point.

”I saw it when I woke up last night; don’t you remember sleeping on the table?” Jiang Yichun reminded.

Bai Ruozhu then recollected, ”Alright, since you’ve seen it, I won’t explain further. Go tell your father, let him be reassured.”

They shared their findings with Gao Zhou, indeed making him very happy. But soon, his eyes turned dim; finding Merfolk Island wouldn’t bring him to Chushuang.

However, as long as there’s hope for Achun to survive, he could feel at ease.

By noon, a guest arrived at the Posthouse—it was Xinye, who hadn’t been seen for a long time.

He leaned on a cane; his broken leg hadn’t fully healed.

”What brings you here?” Jiang Yichun asked with clear irritation.

”I came to see everyone. Besides, I received news that Anben was rescued by his men while being escorted for interrogation and has now fled Kyoto,” Xinye replied.

Bai Ruozhu said indifferently, ”Anyway, he won’t live much longer.”

”That’s not certain, if his days were truly numbered, Anzhen Family wouldn’t send so many to rescue him. Furthermore, the Emperor’s men searched his residence, and found that most of Anben’s family fortune was missing,” Xinye noted.

This caught Bai Ruozhu’s attention, ”Most of the family fortune is missing?”

In normal circumstances, a large family’s fortune wouldn’t be only silver banknotes. Even if they wanted an immediate exchange, time wouldn’t allow it. With the difficulty of rescuing Anben, how could they easily move such a fortune?

Moving so much out of the city—how easy could it be?

Bai Ruozhu took it seriously and told Jianqi: ”Take some people to check around Anben’s house for any clues.”

Her eyes flashed with Cold Light, ”If Anben didn’t hide the fortune in a Secret Chamber, then it must have been moved to some household within the City.”

”How is that possible? Anzhen Family wouldn’t easily trust another family,” Xinye shook his head in disbelief.

Bai Ruozhu sneered, ”What if it was to exchange for life-saving medicine?”

Xinye didn’t understand Bai Ruozhu’s implication, but others did.

Initially, when Bai Ruozhu fought with She Zongyi, she had Xiaomao bite him. She Zongyi had used some means to exchange for an Antidote, escaping danger.

If he could exchange for an Antidote for himself, he might as well do the same for others; this She Zongyi sure is capable.

Xinye lingered to chat for a bit, but seeing everyone’s lukewarm responses, he eventually stood up to say goodbye.

However, this time neither he nor his servants mentioned looking for someone to heal his leg. He wouldn’t want to be tormented by Gao Deng again.

Once Xinye left, Yizi could not help but say, ”Shouldn’t She Zongyi and Anben be sworn enemies? She Zongyi supports the Second Prince while Anben poisoned him, yet why would She Zongyi help Anben?”

”There are no perpetual enemies; Yizi, you’re still too naïve,” Tang Feng remarked.

Yizi pouted; alas, those scheming folks are indeed different, unlike her who certainly wouldn’t offer help.

”Should we let Anben escape like this? Should we chase him?” Yuan Licheng asked.

Jiang Yichun shook his head, ”We can’t catch him, and we don’t have enough people.”

”Forget it, let him go. If he stirs up trouble later, it won’t be our problem,” Bai Ruozhu laughed. ”She Zongyi’s foolishness doesn’t concern us; Whether the Second Prince can secure his position depends on his own abilities, not something we should worry about.”

Yuan Licheng perked up, ”Is it time for us to leave? When do we set off?”

His eagerness was apparent; anyone could tell he was anxious to depart. Fo Lanying shot him a discreet glare, hinting at him to watch his words.

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