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

Seeing that Lin Xiaoxiao was so stubborn and wouldn't listen to any advice, Zhou Min had no choice but to give up.

She had no choice but to speak those unspeakable words clearly: "Today, my husband did indeed glance at you a few more times. But please, sister, do not misunderstand, and do not let this give rise to any improper thoughts or cause you to do something wrong!"

However, before Lin Xiaoxiao could get angry and ask questions...

Song Wenjing walked over and retorted to Zhou Min, "Hmph, you can't even control your own man's eyes, yet you have the nerve to come here and cause trouble!"

Song Wenjing strode quickly to Lin Xiaoxiao's side like a gust of wind.

Song Yetong and the others, who had just finished tidying up the tables and chairs, also gathered around.

They all stared at Zhou Min with eyes full of doubt and disgust, as if the person standing in front of them was not a normal person, but a strange person with bizarre behavior.

When Lin Xiaoxiao saw Song Wenjing approaching, she immediately pointed at him with her slender finger and then looked at Zhou Min.

She said in a firm yet sarcastic tone, "See him? This is my husband. I really don't know what's going on in your head."

How could you possibly think I would abandon such an outstanding and perfect man to covet that old geezer of yours who's already over fifty?!

The phrase "over fifty years old" was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Zhou Min's heart, deeply wounding and enraging her once again.

She was already several years older than Zhao Ming, so she was always particularly concerned and sensitive about the issue of age.

Although she always tries to hide her unease about her age and never openly displays it, those close to her are well aware of this taboo.

"Hmph! You don't need to deliberately provoke me with your age! No one can avoid aging; it's an inevitable part of life."

"Does that mean you, as the younger sister, can stay young forever?"

Just then, Zhou Min affectionately called Lin Xiaoxiao "little sister," which stunned Song Yetong and the others present.

Song Yetong pointed at Zhou Min with a look of astonishment and shouted, "Oh dear! Are you out of your mind, old lady?"

"Look at your age! You're even older than my mother! How dare you be so presumptuous as to call my sister-in-law 'younger sister'? It's utterly absurd!"

Xiao Lan, who was standing respectfully behind Zhou Min, almost burst out laughing when she heard these words.

She thought to herself that if her wife noticed her secretly laughing, she would probably get a scolding.

So she hurriedly tried to recall the most unfortunate experiences of her life, and barely managed to suppress the laughter that was about to burst out.

However, Zhou Min remained unfazed and continued relentlessly, saying, "If she is shameless and unchaste, and dares to seduce my husband, then even calling her 'sister' would be too lenient for her!"

After saying that, he gave Lin Xiaoxiao a provocative look.

Faced with Zhou Min, who was as persistent as a leech and whose language was vulgar, Lin Xiaoxiao finally lost her temper, and the anger in her heart instantly erupted like a volcano.

Before she could react and look for a stick, she saw Song Wenjing rush forward, turn around nimbly, and snatch the bucket of swill that Su was holding, which she had just washed and was about to empty.

Without hesitation, he threw the bucket of foul-smelling swill at Zhou, who was standing in front of him!

Instantly, the filthy liquid, mixed with various food scraps, poured down on Zhou Shi's body like a torrential downpour, covering her from head to toe.

Zhou Min was soaked to the bone by the swill, which emitted a foul odor. She stood there stunned for a moment before letting out a scream.

"How dare you treat me like this!" She trembled with anger, glaring fiercely at Lin Xiaoxiao and Song Wenjing.

Lin Xiaoxiao sneered, "You asked for this. If you dare to slander me again, next time it won't just be this little bit of swill."

Zhou Min knew she wouldn't get away with it today, so she turned away angrily, stumbling and looking utterly disheveled.

The surrounding villagers, witnessing this scene, pointed and whispered, all mocking Zhou Min for reaping what she sowed.

Song Wenjing threw away the slop bucket in his hand and said to Zhou Shi in front of him, "Although I don't hit women, if you continue to slander my wife here, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Zhou Min staggered and staggered all the way back to where she was.

When Zhao Ming saw her from afar, looking disheveled and distraught, he frowned and quickly covered his nose with his hand.

With a look of disgust, he said, "Look at you! Go and change into some clean clothes. You're making me lose face!"

Hearing Zhao Ming's merciless rebuke, Zhou Min's anger was instantly ignited.

However, she knew that arguing with Zhao Ming at this moment would only make the situation worse, so she suppressed her anger and did not utter a word in rebuttal. She simply glared at Zhao Ming fiercely before turning and walking quickly towards the room.

Zhao Ming also had Aunt Qian, who was at odds with her, by her side, and Zhou Min didn't want to lose face in front of her.

Zhao Ming watched Zhou Min's disheveled figure recede into the distance and shook his head helplessly.

He muttered to himself, "Sigh, I wonder when this woman will ever learn some manners..."

After saying that, he casually sat back down on the big rock, picked up his wine glass, and started drinking by himself.

When Aunt Qian, who was standing next to him, saw this, she smiled and hurriedly poured Zhao Ming a wine glass.

Zhao Ming embraced her slender waist with satisfaction.

Standing to the side, Lin Xiaoxiao saw everything. When she looked in the direction Zhou Min had left, she was surprised to find that Zhou Min was actually Zhao Ming's wife.

But looking at Zhao Ming's cold and indifferent expression, there was no indication that he intended to stand up for his wife.

As if what had just happened had nothing to do with him, he continued to sit there leisurely, drinking and making merry.

After returning to her room feeling wronged, Zhou Min soon fell ill and was bedridden.

The sudden illness came on so fiercely that she felt dizzy and weak.

As for the cause of her illness, whether it was due to anger caused by Zhao Ming or a cold she caught while traveling, she herself couldn't say for sure.

Meanwhile, Aunt Qian, who was standing next to Zhao Ming, took the opportunity to ridicule and mock her relentlessly.

Time flies, and five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this bright and sunny morning, with a gentle breeze, they finally arrived at the legendary Youzhou City.

To everyone's delight, the city gates were wide open, and the streets inside were bustling with people and vehicles, a scene of great prosperity.

Even for refugees like them, dressed in rags and covered in dust, the soldiers guarding the city did not stop or drive them away, but allowed them to freely enter and leave the city.