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

While resting at night, Song Wenjing suddenly sensed footsteps beside him, and by the light of the fire not far away...

He could vaguely make out that it was a woman, and just as he thought it was Lin Xiaoxiao, the woman's sweet voice came over.

"Brother Wenjing, are you asleep?"

Xie Yurou?

Song Wenjing didn't say anything, too lazy to pay attention to her and wanted her to leave on her own.

But Xie Yurou didn't leave. Instead, she quietly walked to his side and was about to sit down when...

Song Wenjing, however, sat up abruptly.

His resting place was right next to Song Shijun from the second wife's house. Xie Yurou was startled by Song Wenjing's reaction and lost her balance, falling directly into his arms.

Startled while still asleep, Song Shijun raised her hand and slapped him.

Xie Yurou covered her face after being hit and quickly left.

Song Wenjing frowned as he watched the departing figure. It seemed he would have to be more careful in the future.

Song Wenjing didn't continue sleeping because he suddenly felt that the temperature seemed to have dropped a lot, and the water left in the bowl next to him had frozen.

Many people in the group were awakened by the cold, and even huddling together didn't help.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Song Wanning slept in the newly acquired carriage, unaware of what was happening outside.

It wasn't until they woke up, packed their sleeping bags, and opened the carriage door that they realized the outside temperature had dropped considerably.

Lin Xiaoxiao shrank her neck, wishing she could crawl back into her sleeping bag.

Afraid of the cold, she quickly pulled the cloak over herself.

In such cold weather, it must be around minus seven or eight degrees Celsius!

Lin Xiaoxiao exhaled a breath, and after getting off the carriage, she found Su Shi squatting by the stove, her face pale, cooking rice.

"Why does Mother look so pale? Has she caught a cold?"

Lin Xiaoxiao placed her hand on Su's forehead and found that she did indeed have a fever.

After frowning and pulling her up, he instructed Song Wanqing and Song Yetong, "Mother is not feeling well, so you two come here and take care of her."

Song Yetong had long since gotten used to Lin Xiaoxiao's various instructions, so she came over without hesitation.

But to her surprise, Song Wanqing also came over.

Song Yetong stared at her older sister in surprise, forgetting to react.

Song Wanqing tapped her on the head: "What are you looking at? Come here and help me watch the fire. I'll go get some more firewood."

"Oh, okay, I understand." Then she couldn't help but ask, "Sister Wanqing, you don't blame Sister-in-law Xiaoxiao anymore?"

Song Wanqing glanced over there at Lin Xiaoxiao, who was carefully helping her mother into the carriage, and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"I'm just worried about my mother, don't overthink it."

At most, I won't go against her anymore. She hasn't wronged me, so why should I forgive her?

Lin Xiaoxiao helped Su Shi into her carriage.

As soon as Ms. Su entered the carriage, she instantly felt herself enveloped in warmth.

But there isn't even a stove in this carriage, so how can it be so warm?

Xiaoxiao must be a blessed girl; even the heavens couldn't bear to let her get cold.

In fact, Lin Xiaoxiao had secretly placed a battery-powered silent heater in the carriage; she wasn't going to make herself suffer in this freezing weather.

Lin Xiaoxiao pretended to get some hot water from outside, but actually put cold medicine in it.

After handing the water pouch to Madam Su, Lin Xiaoxiao explained, "Mother, I put some medicine for treating colds in here. After you drink it, rest well. I believe you'll get better soon."

Madam Su looked guilty: "It's because I'm too weak, and I'm making you take care of me."

"What are you saying, Mother? Xiaoxiao remembers all the kindness you've shown her!"

Upon hearing this, Su felt a lump in her throat and her eyes welled up with tears.

She felt guilty towards Lin Xiaoxiao, as she hadn't enjoyed a single day of happiness after marrying into the Song family.

She was implicated and exiled, but instead of wallowing in self-pity, she faced life with positivity.

If it weren't for her, I might have given up on life long ago.

Lin Xiaoxiao knew that her mother was overthinking again, so she quickly interrupted her thoughts and said, "Mother, you should drink your medicine quickly so that your cold will get better soon!"

When it was time to eat, Song Wanqing brought the porridge and rice to them in the carriage.

Seeing that Madam Su had fallen into a deep sleep, he put down the porridge and said a sincere thank you to Lin Xiaoxiao.

Then he quickly left the carriage.

Lin Xiaoxiao smiled as she looked at the porridge and rice in front of her; it seemed she had come to a realization.

In reality, she and she were both pitiful people, cannon fodder used as foils by the male and female leads.

When they continued their journey, Su stayed behind. She slumped to one side and watched Lin Xiaoxiao and Song Wanning play cards.

His eyes were full of curiosity.

Although I didn't understand the rules, seeing how much fun they were having made me laugh along with them.

After playing a couple of rounds, Lin Xiaoxiao occasionally felt a gust of cold wind blowing in.

Still worried, she handed her cloak to Song Wenjing, who was driving outside.

Lin Xiaoxiao was shocked by the scene before her eyes as soon as she opened one of the carriage doors.

Unlike the morning scene, the branches outside were covered with a layer of frost.

Everything was covered in white, which was extremely impressive.

Because they were driving horse-drawn carriages, they were at the very back of the procession and could clearly see the convicts ahead of them, making their journey extremely difficult.

Even Lu Hu stopped riding a horse and instead led the way by the reins.

Because Lin Xiaoxiao secretly gave her horses and cattle a lot of spiritual spring water, they were not affected in any way.

"Why has the temperature dropped so drastically?"

As soon as Lin Xiaoxiao spoke, a cloud of white mist dissipated.

Song Wenjing looked at her worriedly: "Why did you come out? Go inside quickly!"

Lin Xiaoxiao held up the cloak in her hand: "I've come to bring you some clothes."

Song Wenjing did not refuse; rather than worrying her, he would rather obediently listen.

"The carriage was filled with heat, but I didn't find it unbearable."

Song Wenjing's face was rosy, which showed that he hadn't lied to comfort her.

When Lin Xiaoxiao turned around, she inadvertently saw Da Kui pulling a horse-drawn carriage through the snow.

Song Huai'an was driving Chen's carriage, and Song Shijun also got into the carriage.

Even Song Huaiting sat in the shed of the oxcart that Da Kui was pulling.

Only Da Kui from the Song family traveled on foot, as he was too large to ride in an oxcart.

Lin Xiaoxiao returned to the carriage, dressed, and then got off the carriage and walked to Da Kui's side.

Facing Da Kui, who was driving an oxcart, he mysteriously took out a long-lasting heat pack he had bought from the mall.

Da Kui looked at the thing in Lin Xiaoxiao's hand, full of doubt: "Young Madam, what is this?"

Lin Xiaoxiao opened a hand warmer, stuck it on her hand, and demonstrated: "This is called a hand warmer; it helps dissipate heat."

If you're cold, you can use it to warm yourself. I have plenty more here; just ask me for more when you run out.

Da Kui imitated Lin Xiaoxiao and pressed himself against her body. Soon he felt waves of warmth coming over him.

Da Kui exclaimed with childlike delight, "That's amazing!"

Lin Xiaoxiao smiled at his surprised expression. As she turned to leave, she suddenly saw a group of people coming towards her from the opposite direction.