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

Li shook her head, forcing a smile, "I'm fine, I can manage."

Ji Yunshu looked grave, knowing that Li was putting on a brave face.

No, if this continues, this family won't be able to hold on any longer. She has to find a way to get a carriage. She looked at Xie Mohuan and earnestly instructed her.

"Little sister, don't worry about me. I know what I'm doing. You all need to take good care of yourselves, especially my sister-in-law, who is about to give birth. Little sister, you must pay close attention to her and tell me as soon as you see anything wrong."

Xie Mohuan nodded seriously, her tone becoming solemn.

"Don't worry, Third Sister-in-law, I will take good care of Eldest Sister-in-law."

The group chatted as they walked, creating a warmer atmosphere.

After a while, the group gradually came to a stop because everyone was too slow to travel. It was now completely dark, and they couldn't see their own hands in front of their faces. They had no choice but to find a place with water and let everyone spend the night there.

The people of the Prince's Mansion found a place and sat together in a circle. Ji Yunshu asked Xie Lin to find some leaves in the nearby woods to put on the ground and put Xie Moyao down from his back.

Thinking of Xie Moyao's injury, she got up and glanced at the bare surroundings. She instructed Xie Lin, "Find a place to start a fire and boil some water. The wound on the prince's back must be treated as soon as possible. If this is delayed any longer, he may die."

Ji Yunshu spoke softly, and only she, Xie Lin, and Xie Moyao could hear what she said. Xie Moyao had never told the old princess and Xie Mohuan about the injury on his back, fearing that they would worry.

Xie Lin nodded, turned around and went to start a fire. He knew about the injury on the prince's back, but the prince had never allowed him to check it or tell anyone else. He never expected that it had become so serious.

As soon as Xie Lin left, Ji Yunshu also got up and walked to a secluded spot.

She went behind a big tree, and after making sure no one was watching her, she took out some pots and pans from her spatial storage. In order not to arouse suspicion, she deliberately sprinkled some mud on the pots and pans, making them a bit dirty, so they looked like they had been picked up.

After confirming there were no flaws, he picked up a pile of pots and pans and turned back.

Everyone was sitting together when they saw her emerge from the nearby woods carrying a pile of pots and pans, and they were all quite surprised. Xie Mohuan was especially puzzled.

"Third Sister-in-law, where did you find these?"

Ji Yunshu smiled faintly, not bothering to hide anything, and waved the thing in her hand.

"It was in the woods nearby. I was going to relieve myself, but as soon as I entered the woods, I came across this pile of stuff. I searched for a long time and found these pots and pans. Thinking that we might need them on the road, I picked them all up."

She grinned, but then it suddenly occurred to her that she had taken all these things from the Prince's mansion's kitchen, and she wondered if Xie Mohuan and the old Princess knew them.

She stared at Xie Mohuan's movements until she saw Xie Mohuan casually take a pile of pots and pans from her hands, glance at them, and then excitedly take them back. Only then did Ji Yunshu breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that Xie Mohuan and the others are not familiar with the food in the Prince's kitchen.

That's true. They usually have things prepared and served at the Prince's mansion, so how would they know what's in the kitchen? This way, she won't have any reservations about taking things out of the Prince's mansion in the future.

When Xie Lin returned to his resting place, he had already started a fire. He was worried about not having anything to boil water, but when he saw the pile of pots and pans that Ji Yunshu had brought back, he was very excited and secretly gave Ji Yunshu a thumbs up.

Their princess is really amazing, her luck is incredible! It's like someone delivering a pillow when you're sleepy.

The group was spending the night here. They had just stopped when officials came to bring them steamed buns, which had gone bad by morning.

It emitted an unpleasant odor.

But all they had were steamed buns. Everyone had to eat them, even if they didn't want to. Many people were so hungry they were dizzy. Looking at the steamed buns in their hands, they forced themselves to eat them, but after only a few bites, some started to vomit, bringing up the steamed buns they had eaten at noon.

Ji Yunshu coughed lightly a few times, her eyes occasionally glancing at the people from the Prince's Mansion. The others understood and discreetly tossed the spoiled steamed buns in their hands into an unseen corner.

Before long, Ji Yunshu got up and said a few words to everyone, but in reality, she secretly distributed the meat buns she had just taken out of her space to everyone.

She had her back to the others, so they couldn't see what they were doing.

When she made meat buns during the day, she deliberately made them look somewhat similar to steamed buns.

It's nighttime now, and the lighting is poor. Even if they're eating meat buns, to others it would look like they're just eating plain steamed buns.

"Gurgle, gurgle..." Many people in the crowd had rumbling stomachs, and there were also occasional cries.

The steamed buns the officials were giving them were so bad they were hard to swallow. One bun per meal wasn't enough to fill everyone's stomachs, and many were so hungry they couldn't sleep.

The people in the Prince's mansion were alright. After eating a meat bun, their hunger wasn't as intense as before. The fire was lit, and the water was boiling.

The group sat together, chatting quietly.

Ji Yunshu washed a clean basin, filled it with some boiling water, and quietly picked out two clean towels from the supplies she had previously collected. She wet the towels in the water, picked up the basin, and walked to the side.

She specifically instructed Xie Mohuan to accompany the old princess, her eldest sister-in-law, and her second sister-in-law, while she and Xie Lin carried Xie Moyao aside and began to treat the wound on Xie Moyao's back.

"Your Highness, let me do it! You can just watch from the side." He roughly knew what the wound on his prince's back looked like. He was a man, and he wouldn't think much of treating such an injury.

He was afraid that Ji Yunshu wouldn't be able to handle it and might accidentally show a hint of disgust, which would hurt the prince's feelings. The prince had already suffered enough.

Ji Yunshu didn't even frown. She told Xie Lin to shine the light, then she flipped Xie Moyao over so that he was lying face down on the ground with his back to the sky.

Lifting Xie Moyao's clothes, the scene from the daytime came into view again. He had been busy traveling during the day and had no time to tidy up.

Xie Moyao's back wounds now look much more serious than they were during the day.

The flesh and suppurating wounds were bleeding, and the smell of rotting flesh filled the air. Xie Lin frowned, not expecting that the prince's wounds had become so severe, yet he had never heard the prince utter a single groan.

He cautiously tilted his head to check Ji Yunshu's expression, only to find that Ji Yunshu remained expressionless throughout, without a trace of disdain in her eyes.

Sherlin gave his queen a thumbs up again; this queen was truly different from ordinary women.

Ji Yunshu had no idea what Xie Lin was thinking. At that moment, all she could think about was Xie Moyao's wounds. Looking at Xie Moyao's festering wounds, she only felt a headache coming on.

In this weather, with this person's back so badly ulcerated, she has no time to search for herbs late at night. During the day, the officers don't allow her to leave the group alone.

If we don't get some medicine and treat it properly, it'll rot all the way to the bone.

She took off all of Xie Moyao's clothes and handed them to Xie Lin, who was standing nearby.

"Wash this garment in the water, let it dry, and then put it on your prince tomorrow morning."

Sherlin nodded, took the clothes, and turned to leave.

Ji Yunshu wasn't idle either; she wet a towel, wrung it out, and gently wiped Xie Moyao's back.

There were no herbs or tools available at the scene, so she could only wipe away some dirt from the edges of the wound.

The moment his hand touched Xie Moyao's back, a mechanical voice rang in his mind.

[Ding! New supplies unlocked.]