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nShe thought it would be easier to trick Qian Yiyun into handing An Jiuyue’s son over if Qian Yiyun did not know what happened between An Jiuyue and herself.

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nShe rubbed her hands together secretly and looked at Qian Yiyun gleefully.

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n“It’s okay if she’s not around. Jiuyue told me to bring Zheng’er to town to broaden his horizons. I’m thinking of going to town to buy some things later, so I came to bring Zheng’er along.

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n“Miss Yiyun, why don’t you bring Zheng’er down now so I can take him with me?”

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nQian Yiyun was speechless.

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nDoes this old woman want to die?

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nHow dare she say such vicious things in front of me? Does she think I’m a three-year-old girl who is easy to deceive?

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n“Are you going to town, Aunt Wang? You’re throwing your life away to broaden your horizons? You’ve got guts!” she praised, giving her a thumbs up.

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n“Uh…” Aunt Wang was stunned again.

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n“Miss Yiyun, what are you saying? What does going to town have to do with my guts?”

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nI’m just going to town. What’s so great about that?

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n“How is it unrelated?” Qian Yiyun sneered and sized her up.

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n“The epidemic is spreading like wildfire outside the village. I’ll ask the Chief and the Junior Officer how you can go to town tomorrow morning. Did they agree to this?

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n“But you shouldn’t go, Aunt Wang. You won’t be able to return if you do. You can only build a straw shed outside and wait until the epidemic is cured before you can enter again.”

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nAunt Wang paled. “Well…”

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nShe had forgotten about this. Although the epidemic outside was severe, she always believed she was lucky and was sure she would not contract the disease even if she went to town.

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n“Miss Yiyun…”

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n“Also,” Qian Yiyun did not give Aunt Wang a chance to speak and continued, “You’re really amazing, Aunt Wang. The sky is already getting dark, yet you still want to go to the town. Could it be that you have a man waiting for you in town?”

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n“You—”

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nAunt Wang felt her anger caught in her throat, almost passing out from it.

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nBut what could she say?

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nShe thought Qian Yiyun was an ignorant young lady from a wealthy family. She thought she could use a casual excuse to fool her easily and take Zheng’er away.

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nShe did not know that this young lady was sharp-witted.

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n“I’m planning to leave today and stay in town for the night so that I can make it to the morning market,” she explained awkwardly.

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n“Pft.” Qian Yiyun snorted.

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nAre there people still selling vegetables at the morning market? Instead of keeping them to themselves during this epidemic?

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nAre they not afraid of death? Are they prepared to starve to death or contract the disease?

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n“Then you can go to the morning market yourself. Zheng’er will not be accompanying you,” she said.

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n“How can this be?”

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nAunt Wang thought Qian Yiyun seemed unaware that she wanted to sell Zheng’er.

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nBut she panicked immediately when Qian Yiyun said she was unwilling to hand Zheng’er over.

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n“I discussed this with Jiuyue a while ago. She will be unhappy if she finds out that I went to town alone and did not bring Zheng’er along.

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