Exile? A mad, wicked woman empties the national treasury to escape famine.

I was too naive before. I only looked at the surface and thought that Xie Moyao was at most a paraplegic.

She originally thought that if he couldn't move, he couldn't move, as long as he wasn't killed. As long as Xie Moyao didn't die, her space would exist, and she would always find a way to keep Xie Moyao alive.

But now it seems I was too naive. Xie Moyao's condition is far more than just hemiplegic.

His pulse was erratic and barely perceptible. He appeared quite energetic, but in reality, his body was severely depleted!

In addition to the injuries on his lower body and back, Xie Moyao also had several kinds of poison implanted in his body.

She didn't know exactly what kind of poison it was. She had learned medicine in modern times, while Xie Moyao had been poisoned in this ancient world. She would need to spend more time researching to find out the specific poison.

If things continue like this, Xie Moyao will probably be meeting the King of Hell in just a few days, without even needing to go to the later stages.

Ji Yunshu frowned, somewhat puzzled. The original book stated that Xie Moyao was killed, not from illness. But in the current situation, he couldn't hold on any longer, even before anyone else killed him.

Why isn't the plot unfolding as it is in the original book? Could it be that she transmigrated here, causing the plot to change?

Xie Moyao kept staring at Ji Yunshu, trying to pull his hand back, but after moving it twice, his wrist was still firmly held by Ji Yunshu, so he gave up struggling.

"Xie Moyao, what's wrong with your body?! Do you know that if you keep dragging this on, you'll be dead in a few days?!"

Xie Moyao glanced at Ji Yunshu indifferently. He hadn't expected that Ji Yunshu, a young lady from a secluded family, would actually know medicine.

He slowly withdrew his hand and said unhurriedly,

"These are none of your business, and don't tell anyone else."

He had been bedridden for a whole year, and he was tired of living like this, unable to move and needing to be waited on in every way. It would be better if he died; death would be a relief, and he wouldn't be a burden on his family.

Now that I can't move on my own and need to be carried even when walking, my mother and sister-in-law will have an easier time without me.

Seeing that Xie Moyao had little will to live, Ji Yunshu was about to curse him when Xie Lin came over with some food.

She subtly pulled down Xie Moyao's shirt from the back to cover his wound.

When Sherin arrived in front of the two, his face was extremely ugly, as if he was barely suppressing a great deal of anger.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yunshu asked.

Schelling handed the two steamed buns to them.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the officials over there only gave me a few steamed buns. I distributed them to the Old Princess, the First Madam, and the Second Madam. These are for you."

"Your Highness and Your Highness, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault for being so incompetent. I asked the officials to give us some other food, but they said that these steamed buns were already quite good, and in a few days, even those might be gone."

Sherlin was almost in tears as she spoke. When had their prince and ladies ever suffered like this? How could anyone eat a cold bun?

Xie Moyao stared at the steamed bun in Xie Lin's hand, didn't reply, and slowly sighed.

"I don't have much of an appetite right now. You can share mine with your mother and the others. Later, when the group is resting, go into the woods and see if there are any wild vegetables or anything like that."

Ji Yunshu didn't accept the steamed bun either. She didn't have much of an appetite right now, so she simply asked Xie Lin to share his steamed bun with the old princess and Xie Mohuan.

She looked around and saw that not only them, but everyone else was also eating steamed buns.

They were already exiled prisoners, so they shouldn't expect to eat well on the road. She had just taken a closer look at the steamed bun in Sherlin's hand; it was still fresh, probably bought from the city that morning.

However, in this kind of weather, it might be fine to leave it for a day, but if you wait until the next day to eat it, it will probably be spoiled.

These officers and soldiers were at least somewhat conscientious; they weren't deliberately trying to make things difficult for them. Escorting exiled prisoners wasn't exactly lucrative, so they would definitely skimp on their food to supplement their own income.

These things are very common.

However, eating only steamed buns along the way would not provide much nutrition, and everyone's bodies would not be able to keep up. Remembering the rice, flour, and cooking oil section that she had unlocked in her space before, she had an idea.

Consciousness directly entered the space, took out a bag of flour from the rice, flour and cooking oil section, and took out several large basins and several pounds of fresh meat from a pile of items that had been collected from the Prince's Palace kitchen.

The space has a preservation function, and some vegetables and meat that were previously brought in from the Prince's Mansion are still in their original state.

She first fermented the flour, and while the flour was fermenting, she chopped the meat. After chopping the meat, she moved a few stones from the surrounding area and built a simple stove.

He took out a large pot and placed it on the stove. He added an appropriate amount of water to the pot and was about to start a fire to boil the water so he could steam the buns when he touched himself and found that he had no fire.

Just as she was feeling frustrated, the scenery before her eyes suddenly changed, and her consciousness was ejected from the space. Ji Yunshu was a little confused. She had been so busy that she had almost forgotten that the space had a time limit.

Unable to enter the space for the time being, she simply got up and went to borrow a tinderbox from Sherlin.

Although Xie Lin didn't know what Ji Yunshu was planning to do, he still offered a reminder.

"Your Highness, the officials said that the lunch break is short and that we are not allowed to light any fires."

Ji Yunshu nodded without saying anything more, took the tinder and returned to her seat, holding the tinder in her hand.

After waiting a while, she closed her eyes and tried to enter the space with her consciousness. After several attempts, she succeeded again and quickly got busy.

Xie Moyao lay beside her, watching her series of inexplicable actions, somewhat bewildered. Finally, seeing that Ji Yunshu had fallen asleep, he didn't say anything more and turned his head to one side.

After starting a fire in the space, Ji Yunshu quickly began kneading dough for buns.

As she wrapped the buns, her eyes kept falling on the small villa not far away. The villa was still gray, and the door was completely uncolored, which meant that the villa had not been unlocked yet.

She needs to unlock the little house quickly to see if there's a ready-made kitchen inside. If there is, she won't have to go through the trouble of slowly building a stove and starting a fire to cook things in the future.

Time passed slowly, and the sound of the officials ordering them to set off reached her ears. Ji Yunshu quickly put the kneaded buns in the pot to steam, and then left the space.

The steamed buns were practically nothing to them. After walking such a long distance, one bun per person wasn't enough to keep them full. Plus, the weather was hot and the buns were dry, so they just kept drinking water.

As Ji Yunshu followed the group, she would occasionally go into her spatial dimension to check on her steamed buns.

She couldn't stay in the space for too long, so she could only go in and out several times. Each time she went in, she would put the steamed buns aside to cool, and then continue steaming the unfinished buns.

The column moved at a leisurely pace, with the occasional urging of officers and soldiers coming from ahead.

"Hurry up, hurry up! At this rate, we definitely won't reach the post station tonight. Do you want to spend the night in the middle of nowhere?!"

As the officer spoke, his whip cracked loudly on the ground, kicking up dust. The sound of the whip striking the ground sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it.

The murmurs that had been emanating from the crowd vanished instantly, and the area gradually quieted down.