The divine doctor's concubine emptied the palace and went into exile

The old lady turned a deaf ear and just looked at Shang Ruoyi with a sharp gaze.

Shang Ruoyi was stunned for a moment when she heard this. To be honest, from the day she married into the palace, she had made up her mind to find an opportunity to divorce He Jingheng and give her freedom. From then on, the sky would be high and the birds would fly freely, the sea would be wide and the fish would jump freely. In two lives, she just wanted to be free and unconstrained.

But right now, He Jingheng was seriously injured and unconscious, and the only male left in the Dingguo Palace was the cowardly He Qinian. It was simply a pipe dream to expect him to take care of her during her exile.

It was impossible for these ladies to reach the place of exile alive.

But she could never watch a loyal person die, no matter in her past or present life.

She looked at the old princess and said firmly, "Since I married into the palace, I am a member of the palace. How can I live alone at this time?"

The old princess's eyes softened, and she smiled a little, "Okay! From today on, Shang Ruoyi is my chosen granddaughter-in-law. If anyone dares to insult her again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhang's face changed several times, but she finally stopped talking.

Even though the Ding Palace was sealed and they became prisoners, the old princess was still her mother-in-law. How could she dare to contradict her?

The princess looked at the prisoner car in front with a worried look on her face, tears falling uncontrollably: "What should I do with Heng'er?"

The old princess frowned and slowly closed her eyes.

Arriving at the outskirts of the city, a group of soldiers stood under the shade of a tree, fanning themselves impatiently. They looked at the prisoner van approaching and said coldly, "Hurry up, it's already so late."

Shang Ruoyi and others were pulled off the prison van, and Aunt Zhang lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"Ouch, ouch!" She covered her legs and sat on the ground wailing.

At this time, a soldier took a whip and hit her hard, shouting: "Why are you howling? Why don't you stand up quickly? Do you still think you are a lady? I tell you, on the road to exile, you will be no different from those people." He pointed to the prisoners who were covered with dirt and whip wounds not far away and said: "Don't blame me for whipping you if you are disobedient or lazy! If you want to escape, hmph, I will kill you on the spot!"

Looking at the shiny knife, the women in Prince Ding's mansion were all startled.

The last prisoner car held the young princess He Yunyi from the Dingguo Palace.

After Shang Ruoyi married into the palace, she had rarely seen her sister-in-law.

I heard from the servants that this little princess is rather dull and doesn't like to go out very much.

Now that he had been thrown out of the prison cart by the soldiers, he hid behind the princess with a pale face and timid eyes.

A soldier looked at Shang Ruoyi and He Yunyi with ill intention.

No one else noticed, but Shang Ruoyi was extremely sensitive to other people's gazes and noticed the soldier's lustful eyes at the first moment.

I started to think about it.

On the road of exile, it would be easy for the officials escorting them to do anything they wanted to the prisoners.

It would probably take some effort to reach the place of exile safely.

At this time, two officers carried the unconscious He Jingheng to the people of Dingguo Palace.

One of He Jingheng's legs was broken, and there was a deep knife wound on the calf of the other leg. Presumably, the tendon in the calf was broken. If it was not reconnected, this leg would be crippled.

"Heng'er!" The princess threw herself on him and cried loudly. Looking at the wound that kept bleeding, she was at a loss and wanted to wipe it with a handkerchief, but she didn't dare to do it for fear of hurting him.

The old princess also kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief, feeling extremely distressed.

Even Aunt Zhang subconsciously clutched He Qinian's arm, fearing that her son would become like that.

Shang Ruoyi squatted beside He Jingheng, touched his wrist, and frowned.

The pulse is extremely weak, the wound shows signs of infection, and the body temperature is gradually rising. If no treatment is provided, his life may be in danger.

But right now there is no chance for him to receive treatment.

But you can give him some antipyretic and anti-inflammatory medicine first.

As soon as this thought came into her mind, two pills appeared in her hand.

Could it be that everything in the space can be controlled by her thoughts?

She tried again, and sure enough, two white pills appeared on her palm.

This is so convenient.

While no one was paying attention, she put the pill into He Jingheng's mouth.

After pressing the acupuncture point on his neck, he rolled his throat and swallowed the two pills into his stomach.

After doing all this, I heard the official shouting: "Get up, get up, get ready to go!"

The people in Dingguo Palace were shocked. How could He Jingheng travel in his current condition?

"Sir officer, how can my son travel in his current condition?" Before the princess could finish her words, she was pushed to the ground by the officer: "I don't care how you travel. If you delay the progress, I will feed him to the wolves!"

Shang Ruoyi looked at He Qinian and said in a deep voice, "Now you are the only one in our He family who can carry him."

Before He Qinian could say anything, he heard Aunt Zhang's sharp voice: "Are you crazy? You want my son to carry He Jingheng, who is unknown whether he is dead or alive?"

"Mrs. Zhang, how can you say that?" The princess said angrily, "Heng'er is the prince, how can your son not carry him on his back?"

"We have lost our palace and the prince! Look at He Jingheng. Even if he survives, he has become a cripple. How can he continue the He family's lineage? The only one we can count on right now is Nian'er."

Aunt Zhang's words made everyone focus all their attention on He Jingheng's legs, and they looked at Shang Ruoyi with pity.

A good young girl, but now she is a widow just after getting married.

"Even if Heng'er is a cripple, he is still the legitimate child of our He family." The old princess said in a deep voice: "Qi Nian, quickly carry your brother on your back."

He Qinian had been afraid of his grandmother since he was a child, so he hurried forward and carried He Jingheng on his back.

Shang Ruoyi stood aside and said softly, "Thank you."

"Hey, hey, hey! You guys, are you ready?" The officer raised the whip in his hand. Although he didn't swing it down, the sound of the whip swinging in the air still scared the people present.

He Yunyi was so scared that she kept crying quietly.

Shang Ruoyi saw this, walked up to her and held her hand: "Yunyi, don't be afraid."

"Sister-in-law..."

Shang Ruoyi patted her on the back: "Be sure to follow me closely."

Thinking of the look in the officer's eyes, Shang Ruoyi said in a deep voice: "No matter where you go, you must call me even if you want to go to the toilet, understand?"

"Yeah." He Yunyi nodded vigorously. Her heart, which had been hanging in the air, seemed to have found support at this moment.

The exiled team walked away along the path on the outskirts of the city.

Two people were standing high on the city wall watching this scene.

"Your Highness, are you going to let the He family leave just like that?" The person who spoke was Shang Ruoyi's scumbag father Shang Nian.

"What else?" The man was wearing a purple robe and had a sinister smile on his lips.