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When Su Xing slowly woke up, the sun had already set. The Su family, young and old, had officially embarked on the long journey of exile.

They walked in silence all the way, their hearts filled with sadness and exhaustion. They kept walking until the night fell like a large black cloth, heavily covering them. Only then did they settle down in a shabby-looking house.

At night, everything was silent except for the cold wind that whistled from time to time, making the doors and windows of the broken house creak, as if wailing for the tragic fate of these families.

You know, it wasn't just the Su family that suffered from the misfortune of having their property confiscated. Two other families were also confiscated and exiled.

At this moment, the officers and soldiers responsible for escorting them were sitting together in a relatively good place not far away, drinking and eating meat. The sounds of laughter and chatting could be heard from time to time, which seemed particularly harsh in the quiet night.

The prisoners being guarded here could only sit silently in this broken house, drinking cold water and eating hard dry food.

Su Yun frowned and looked up at the weather outside. She couldn't help shivering and muttering, "The weather changes so quickly. The wind started to pick up in the afternoon, and now it's drizzling. It's so cold that the chill is penetrating my bones." As she spoke, she rubbed her already cold hands vigorously, looked at her family huddled in the corner, and said in a low voice, "Dad, Mom, brother, all of you stay close together and keep warm. Don't freeze to death."

Su Xing leaned weakly against the wall, sighed softly, and responded, "Alas, this is all I can do now. I just hope there will be fewer hardships along the way."

A fifteen-year-old boy who was very close to Su Yun's family bit his lip, his eyes filled with resentment: "Those officers and soldiers are really too much. We are in such a situation, but they are only concerned about their own happiness. They have no sympathy at all."

Su Xing quickly reached out and pulled the boy, whispering, "Don't make a fuss. We can't afford to offend them right now. Just be patient. As long as we can reach the place of exile safely, there will always be hope for the future."

The boy clenched his fists, and although he was unwilling, he could only nod helplessly. Several families endured the long night in this cold and desolate broken house.

The night, like a thick piece of black silk, enveloped the earth more and more deeply.

The dilapidated house stood alone in the cold night. The cold wind outside the window was like an out-of-control beast, roaring and rushing past. The icy breath seemed to penetrate the wall and go straight into the house.

The drizzle had stopped, but the temperature dropped even lower. The cold was like countless fine needles, mercilessly piercing into the bones.

Su Yun's family, young and old, were huddled in the dilapidated house, shivering from the cold.

In order to add some warmth to the cold house, Su Yun and his family got up reluctantly and went outside the broken house to pick up some dry wood to make a fire.

The dry wood crackled in the fire, and the jumping flames illuminated the slightly tired but expectant faces of the family. Everyone hoped that the fire could dispel the bone-chilling cold in the house as soon as possible.

At this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves broke the silence of the night. A luxurious carriage came galloping from afar and stopped abruptly in front of the dilapidated house.

The carriage was pulled by two horses with shiny coats. The reins on the horses' backs were tightly held by two young men. They sat at one end of the carriage, with agile postures, and it was obvious that they were trained warriors.

As soon as the carriage stopped, a hand stretched out from inside the carriage. It was a pair of fine hands with distinct joints. The slender fingers gently lifted the curtain.

As the car curtain slowly opened, a face that was enough to astonish everyone appeared in front of them. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips slightly pursed. He had a cold temperament. It was Fu Yichen.

The people in the dilapidated house who heard the noise came out curiously to check what was going on.

When the officers and soldiers standing nearby saw Fu Yichen, they immediately stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison: "Greetings, Sir Fu."

Fu Yichen raised his hand slightly and said calmly, "Get up."

After saying this, he calmly glanced at the men around him.

The man understood what he meant and quickly took two jars of fine wine from the carriage. He then carefully held out a food box, stepped forward, and said loudly to the officers and soldiers, "Brothers, this is what Master Fu has prepared for everyone. It's freezing cold, and you've all worked hard on guard duty here."

The leading officer quickly smiled and responded respectfully, "Thank you, Sir Fu. You are so kind. I wonder what brings you here today?"

Fu Yichen glanced at everyone calmly and said calmly, "Nothing, just came to take a look."

The chief of the officers and soldiers nodded and bowed quickly, saying with a smile, "Okay, Master Fu, if you have anything to say, just tell us."

Fu Yichen nodded slightly, but his eyes searched quickly in the crowd, and soon he saw Su Yun at a glance.

He walked straight towards Su Yun with steady steps.

Seeing this, Su Yun hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying softly, "Master Fu."

Fu Yichen looked at her with a deep look in his eyes, and then said, "I have something to say to Miss Su. Please move aside for a moment."

After saying that, he walked towards a quiet and deserted place under the eaves of the dilapidated house. Su Yun hesitated for a moment and hurriedly followed him.

Arriving under the eaves, Su Yun looked up at Fu Yichen with a hint of doubt in his eyes and asked softly, "What does Master Fu want to say?"

Fu Yichen stood there with an upright posture, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if an invisible sense of oppression was coming towards Su Yun.

He stared at Su Yun, and was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "Miss Su, I know you're having a hard time right now. I have a suggestion for you to consider. If you become my concubine, I can take you and your brother back to the city and let you live the carefree life you once had. As for your parents, I will also send someone to take good care of them. I will ask the best doctors to take good care of your father. What do you think?"

When Su Yun heard this, he was stunned at first, and a complex look flashed in his eyes, including surprise, hesitation, and a bit of indescribable helplessness.

But soon, she bit her lip, as if she had made up her mind, looked up at Fu Yichen, and said softly: "Sir, I do! Just let me say goodbye to my parents, okay?"

Fu Yichen nodded slightly and responded: "Yeah"