Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

Sang Ning has time-traveled!

Transmigrating here means you're already getting beaten up.

"Playing dead? I'll teach you to play dead! You think you're some kind of rich lady or heiress? Daring to talk back to me! I'll beat you to death!"

"Still pretending, huh? I'll strip you naked and see if you still pretend!"

The vicious and brutal curses, accompanied by the whistling sound of whips lashing through the air, struck Sang Ning's nerves again and again.

She felt as if she were being tempered in chili water, her whole body aching and numb, yet she could still clearly feel her flesh tearing and burning.

The next moment, something heavy was placed on top of him.

I smelled a foul, bloody odor, mixed with a faint hint of masculine energy.

"Hey, even though you're a cripple, you still want to protect your wife? I didn't expect Fourth Young Master to be such a devoted lover."

"Hahaha, you crawl pretty fast! Come on, crawl between my legs, and I'll take pity on you two unfortunate lovers!"

That brutal and vicious voice carried a hint of excitement, utterly humiliating.

Then came a woman's soft, gentle sobbing voice: "Brother Chang'an, don't worry about her anymore. She's the one who ruined our whole family and you. She deserves to die!"

"Fourth Brother, don't worry about it..."

"Fourth brother, don't worry about it..."

A jumble of crying, all of it was a woman's voice.

The man, however, did not move his body. His heavy breathing was intermittent, accompanied by the sound of his trachea whistling. The whip continued to strike, but no more lashes landed on Sang Ning.

Thank you, you kind person.

Sang Ning heard the young man's hoarse murmur: "It's not for her... This is a man's responsibility and the dignity of the Marquis's mansion."

Finally, a strong, aged woman's voice rang out: "Please, sir, show mercy!"

"My lord, Huo Zhennan, fought for Dongyang, defending the borders and protecting the people for thirty years! He died in the Battle of Yeshui in the northern frontier! He was torn apart by wild beasts, his body left no trace!"

"My eldest son, Huo Qingchuan, was the top scholar in the imperial examination. He entered the cabinet, served the country, and used his strategies to make the envoy from northern Sichuan back down, thus saving the three cities of Dongyang!"

"My second son, Huo Zhanfeng, is guarding Xichuan. With 100,000 men, he is fighting against the 300,000-strong Mongol army, vowing to hold Yuzhou City at all costs and prevent the Mongol barbarians from advancing unimpeded!"

"My third son, Huo Qiuye, served as the city garrison commander of Kyoto for three years. The people praised him endlessly and gave him the nickname: Huo Guan Gong!"

"The entire Huo family was loyal and righteous, but they were murdered by treacherous people. Now only the crippled Fourth Brother remains. This old woman offers all the merits of the Huo family men in exchange for Fourth Brother's life! I ask you, sirs, is this acceptable?"

Every word is written in blood and tears, every sound is heartbreaking.

This is an old man's final cry and his helplessness.

No way! This deal is too bad!

As Sang Ning was thinking this, she was plunged into darkness the next second.

Dongyang Kingdom.

The nineteenth year of the Qianyuan era.

This marks the third year of nationwide drought.

There are starving corpses in the fields, and nine out of ten villages are deserted.

Sang Ning's eyelids twitched, and as soon as the thought of drinking water arose, her hand immediately felt damp.

She quickly covered her mouth with her hand and inhaled every drop.

Haha, a spiritual spring! She has a spatial dimension!

Sang Ning is a food blogger specializing in outdoor adventures. Today, she discovered a mysterious and untouched paradise. Just as she was about to record a video, something knocked her over, and then everything went black, and she found herself here.

It seems that this space was what knocked her over.

The original owner's name was Sang Ning'er, which is the same as Sang Ning but with different characters. She was the eldest daughter of the Grand Commandant's family in Dongyang Kingdom.

A month ago, at a royal banquet, he embraced the fourth son of the Marquis of Boyang, who was drunk, in the Imperial Garden, his clothes disheveled.

After being discovered by palace servants, their reputations were ruined, and the two were forced into marriage.

However, on the very day of the wedding, the Marquis's residence was besieged.

A dragon robe, weapons, and various letters of treason were found in the Marquis's residence.

The whole family went to jail.

The one who reported the Marquis of Boyang's mansion was none other than Sang Ning'er's father, Grand Commandant Sang Xiuqi.

Then, news came from the frontier that Dongyang had won a great victory over Beichuan. At the same time, news also came of the tragic death of Boyang Hou, who was trapped and killed in a canyon by the enemy due to his greed for merit and recklessness.

When the mansion of Marquis Boyang collapsed, the emperor, mindful of the Huo family's merits, did not punish the entire clan. Instead, he ordered that all male members over the age of ten beheaded and the female relatives be exiled.

Three upright young men and all the male servants in the mansion were executed.

Only the nineteen-year-old fourth son, Huo Chang'an, remained, who was Sang Ning'er's husband.

However, Huo Chang'an was also beaten in prison, his back and legs were broken, half of his face was disfigured, and he became a complete cripple.

As the daughter of the enemy, Sang Ning'er was naturally hated by the women of the Marquis's mansion.

In summary: I dressed up and happily went to witness—human suffering!

Really miserable!

"Sang Ning'er! Now that you're awake, walk by yourself. If you can't walk, crawl! Don't pretend to be dead on the mat!"

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl stared at Sang Ning with disgust and hatred. Her hair was disheveled, her face was sallow, and she no longer looked as fresh and delicate as before.

She is Huo Jingya, the only young lady in the Marquis's mansion.

Huo Jingya has four older brothers and was spoiled growing up, so she has a bit of a temper.

But unexpectedly, she is now the most useful person.

She dragged the injured Sang Ning along the way.

As for the others... well, some are sick, some have suffered setbacks, and the elderly, the weak, the disabled, and the young are all affected.

Sang Ning got up.

The first thing you see is a bare grove of trees.

The leaves on the trees had been almost eaten by insects, the wild grass on the ground was withered and yellow, and the ground was cracked like the wrinkles on the face of a seventy or eighty-year-old.

Fire, flame, blaze!

If it doesn't rain for another year, it will be a blaze!

Humanity should just go extinct!

I had just gotten up and hadn't even seen what was going on when a group of vagrants suddenly appeared out of nowhere and started robbing me.

Good heavens, what kind of world is this?!

When the elderly, weak, and sick had the strength, the whole family huddled together to protect their only two belongings, refusing to let go even when they were hit or kicked.

The scene was in chaos.

Sang Ning quickly dragged the immobile disabled boy behind a tree to prevent him from being trampled to death.

He didn't seem to appreciate it, glaring at Sang Ning before trying to crawl over to help her.

Unfortunately, his arms were also injured, and after shaking a few times, he collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Uh uh uh……"

He let out a howl like a trapped beast.

Ten broken, calloused hands gripped the ground but didn't move much.

"Don't climb anymore, I'll go."

Although Sang Ning was seriously injured, she drank the spiritual spring water and gained a lot of strength. She stood up and went to help.

A yamen runner was pushed to the ground by a group of refugees.

"Damn it! I'll kill you bastards!"

As soon as he spoke, Sang Ning recognized his voice!

This is the bastard who killed the original owner!

Taking advantage of the refugees' cover, Sang Ning seized the opportunity to kick him twice.

The constable, who was about to get up, fell down again. A group of refugees snatched his bulging bundle and whistled.

It scattered completely in a flash.

They came in a frenzy, and left like a whirlwind.