Before confiscating their property, they emptied the imperial city and exiled them!

Qingyao had just placed her hand next to Lin Xiaoxiao when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her hand.

She quickly pulled her hand back to check, and then discovered...

There was an embroidery needle stuck in his finger.

The embroidery needle pierced her index finger, and Qingyao instantly broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"Qingyao, what's wrong?" Lin Wanwan walked over with a worried look on her face.

“Miss, it was that vile woman who pricked my finger with a needle.”

After Qingyao's prompting, Lin Wanwan quickly noticed the embroidery needle in her hand.

At this moment, the guards also rushed over: "What's all the noise about? We finally got a break."

If you make another sound, I'll kill you!

Seeing that the guard Lin Wanwan showed no fear, she raised Qingyao's injured hand.

Pointing at Lin Xiaoxiao, he said, "My lord, it's not that we're causing trouble, but someone injured my daughter's maid."

The bailiff scoffed, "What kind of maid is she? She thinks she's the mistress?"

"It's just a thorn, isn't it? Just pull it out, right?"

Lin Wanwan became anxious: "How can this be a thorn? This is an embroidery needle, and it's stuck in Qingyao's finger."

If you, as those who are detaining us, do not help resolve this matter...

"If we start making a scene ourselves, you'll probably have an even harder time dealing with it."

The bailiff sneered, "You dare threaten me now? You really think you're the master?"

Lin Xiaoxiao continued eating the meat pie, sighing inwardly.

Why weren't there any heroes to help the female lead when she was provoked?

Suddenly, the guard turned to look at Lin Xiaoxiao and casually asked.

Did you stab her?

Lin Xiaoxiao naturally shook her head.

That's right, she just took out the embroidery needle and stuck it in herself.

"See? It has nothing to do with her, so get lost!"

Faced with the guards' threats, Lin Wanwan wisely took Qingyao and left temporarily.

She understood that there was no longer any relative fairness on the road to exile.

There's no point in me getting entangled with this anymore!

However, I need to be careful about this Lin Xiaoxiao.

How come she never realized how amazing her older sister was before!

Could it be that she was just pretending before, and now that she's married and has someone to rely on, she's finally exposed?

"Let's go!" Lin Xiaoxiao called out to Song Wenjing beside her.

He came over when the guards came over.

Song Wenjing: "Where to?"

Lin Xiaoxiao: "I'll apply the medicine for you!"

"Ouch! Could you be a little gentler?"

"Stop! I feel like my injuries are getting worse."

Lin Xiaoxiao turned her back and listened to the cries of pain from the person behind her.

I felt funny in my heart.

Who was it that was bragging about not being afraid of pain?

But when she casually glanced back, she was so frightened that she immediately pulled away Da Kui, who was applying medicine to Song Wenjing.

When Lin Xiaoxiao turned around, she saw Da Kui using a branch to pick out the wound medicine and then applying it to Song Wenjing with his hand.

However, his hands are too big, and his fingers often accidentally break the already scabbed areas.

Song Wenjing lay on the rock, already exhausted from Da Kui's treatment.

But suddenly I felt a chill on my back, and then a warm finger began to slide across my back.

Turning around in confusion, he saw Lin Xiaoxiao carefully applying medicine to herself.

He shuddered instantly, and his entire back stiffened.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Although Song Wenjing only had five whip marks on his back, they were quite serious.

If he doesn't relax, he will squeeze the wound, causing it to bleed and making it impossible to apply medicine.

"It doesn't hurt, my wound is just a little itchy!"

Song Wenjing forced himself to relax.

Lin Xiaoxiao secretly took out some hemostatic medicine and applied it to him, then helped him clean up the bloodstains.

"Itching in a wound is a good thing; it means the wound is healing."

Song Wenjing frowned deeply, not listening to a word Lin Xiaoxiao said.

He felt that Lin Xiaoxiao applying the medicine to him was even more uncomfortable than Da Kui applying it.

When Mrs. Su saw that her son was willing to apply the medicine, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But he still glared fiercely at the culprit, Song Huai'an.

However, Song Huai'an did not receive the message and was looking at Song Wenjing with a worried expression.

Song Huai'an knew perfectly well how much force he had used that day.

Song Huai'an looked at his suffering family members around him and suddenly felt a little wavering.

I was just following the family traditions, so why did my family members end up like this?

Even if he were to die on the battlefield, he would have no complaints.

But the saying goes, "If the ruler commands the subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die."

It still couldn't soothe Song Huai'an's heart, which was filled with unbearable pain as he watched his family suffer.

"Okay, I'll change your dressing again tonight."

"Your back injury should heal in less than five days."

After Lin Xiaoxiao finished bandaging Song Wenjing, she stood up.

Da Kui walked over and praised Lin Xiaoxiao, "Madam's hands are so skillful, much better than Da Kui's."

Lin Xiaoxiao placed the wound medicine in his hand: "Flattery won't help. I'll leave the application of the medicine to you tonight."

Da Kui's chubby face instantly looked somewhat aggrieved.

Oops! We've been found out.

After resting for only a short while, the guards called them to hurry on their way again.

The shackles on the man were put back on.

These shackles weighed about 20 pounds and were extremely heavy to wear around the neck.

Lin Ziqian's neck was chafed raw, and the shackles on his body weighed him down so much that he couldn't straighten his back.

Unable to bear it any longer, Lin Huaiming went to Lin Wanwan for help.

"Sis, please think of a way to get us to pick this thing!"

Look at Dad's and my necks, they've both been injured by this thing.

Before Lin Wanwan could speak, Qingyao explained on behalf of her young mistress: "Young Master, Miss has no money on her right now."

Furthermore, not only is our status not what it used to be, but the Third Prince is also not by our side.

How are you expecting her to come up with a solution? Isn't this putting her in a difficult position?

Although Lin Huaiming was angry, he knew that Qingyao was right, so he remained silent.

He turned to look at Lin Wanwan, a hint of grievance in his eyes.

Lin Wanwan was also very anxious, but at this moment, she really had no other choice.

Just then, she noticed a grove of trees not far ahead, and an idea immediately came to her.

"Bear with it for now. Once we get to that grove, I'll see if I can find some medicine to treat your injuries," Lin Wanwan said softly.

When the exiled prisoners accompanying Lin Wanwan heard that she had some medical knowledge, they immediately had a plan in mind.

You must understand how important it is to have someone knowledgeable in medicine by your side on this journey of exile.

An elderly woman immediately took out a vegetable pancake from her bag and walked over with a smile.

He said gently, "Young lady, I see that your family hasn't eaten much."

"Auntie, here are some vegetable pancakes for you to have something to eat!"

Lin Wanwan was somewhat flattered; she would never have cared about such a thing before.

However, after Lin Xiaoxiao refused Chu Junze's support, her family has survived until now on just one steamed bun distributed by the guards at noon.

"Thank you, ma'am, but what about you if you give us the pancakes?"

The old woman pointed to her family members beside her and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we still have plenty of grain stored up."

Lin Wanwan accepted the vegetable pancake with relief after hearing this.

But before he could even taste it, his grandmother, Madam Gu, snatched it away.

Madam Gu rolled her eyes at Lin Wanwan: "Hurry up and bring it over, or do you want to keep it for yourself?"

What an ingrate! He has no filial piety whatsoever.

After saying that, she divided the cake into three portions, keeping one for herself and giving the remaining two to her son and grandson respectively.

Lin Wanwan just smiled bitterly after seeing this, and didn't say anything to defend herself.

The woman who delivered the cakes didn't say anything after seeing this, since she had already delivered her cakes.

As for whose mouth it ends up in, that's none of my business.

Although Qingyao couldn't bear to see her young lady suffer, the other party was the old lady.

She still didn't dare to act recklessly.

After receiving the pancake, Lin Ziqian gave half of it to Qiao Shi.

Qiao glanced at her own wound, which was no bigger than the palm of her hand, and walked over to Lin Huaiming's side.

He commanded, "Give half of the vegetable pancake in your hand to your sister."

Madam Gu hurriedly pressed Lin Huaiming's hand down: "What are you doing? My eldest grandson still needs to grow."

"You, as a mother, not only don't care about my grandson, but you also come here to be harsh on him."