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

The carriage reached a small hill, but because there were too many people in the carriage, the horses could not pull it any further, so it stopped at the foot of the hill and did not continue uphill.

At the foot of the mountain, the water level was still rising, and no one dared to stop. The younger and stronger people went to the back of the carriage and pushed it uphill. Fortunately, the slope was not very steep, and with everyone working together, the group continued to move forward slowly.

After a stick of incense had burned, they arrived at a mountainside.

The rain had stopped, and they were on a flat, wide area that could easily accommodate them all.

Ji Yunshu stopped the carriage and asked Xie Lin, Xie Mohuan, and Xiao Lan to tidy it up. They had left in a hurry today, and the carriage had almost overturned several times on the way, and water had also entered the carriage.

On the way, she pulled many villagers into the carriage. The villagers were covered in mud, and the carriage was also covered in mud.

"Let's all take a rest first. The flood won't rise here anytime soon."

Seeing everyone in such a state, all looking like refugees, Ji Yunshu felt a pang of sadness. The time she had given them last night was far too short. Fortunately, she had acted decisively and led the people from the Prince's Mansion away first.

The villagers were still in shock, standing there dumbfounded.

Ji Yunshu didn't rush them, letting them process what had happened that day on their own.

No one spoke; the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

Ji Yunshu turned around and walked over to Zhang Lizheng, who was standing to the side, wanting to discuss the next steps with him.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd burst into tears.

"Oh my god, what's going on? How could this happen? How could this happen! Everything was fine yesterday!"

"Waaaaah, my child, my child is gone!"

"Waaaaah... Wife, wife, where are you!"

As people in the crowd gradually came to their senses, some began to cry.

Ji Yunshu felt a little down. Nobody wanted such a natural disaster to happen, and she was already doing her best to help those she could.

She went to Zhang Lizheng's side and saw that he was also sighing. Ji Yunshu sighed softly.

"Zhang, are you alright?"

From where they stood, they could see the village perfectly. Now that it was daylight, the village's current situation was clearly visible to everyone.

Seeing that the village, which should have been filled with the rising smoke of cooking fires, was now completely covered by mud, with the former houses standing out in the open, everyone's eyes reddened.

That was their home, the place where they had lived their whole lives.

Zhang Lizheng had been mentally prepared, but seeing this scene in person still made him feel distressed. He took a few deep breaths to compose himself.

"I'm fine. I just didn't expect things to change so much in such a short time. We really owe you a lot yesterday. If you hadn't noticed something was wrong early and led us to the back mountain to check the situation, we would all probably be trapped underneath."

"Well, it's good that you're all alright. No need to thank me. The reason I was able to sense something was wrong yesterday was purely coincidental."

Yesterday was truly a coincidence. When she went to catch crayfish and crabs, she felt the river level suddenly rise. Later, when she returned to the village, the village was also flooded.

The water contained silt and loess, and the water level was rising. She didn't know when the rain would stop. Based on her experience in the modern world, she concluded that there might be something going on in the back mountain.

It was fortunate that Zhang Lizheng and Old Zhao were willing to accompany her to check the back mountain; otherwise, she might not have been able to notice anything unusual on her own.

It was already broad daylight, but the atmosphere in the group was deathly still. Everyone was in a bad mood, but those who were alive still had to live on.

Seeing that Zhang Lizheng and the others were not in good spirits, and that many people in the group had started coughing, it seemed that after a night of turmoil, everyone's illness had relapsed.

I took my medicine last night, and it's time to take it again today.

Especially anti-inflammatory drugs; once you start taking anti-inflammatory drugs, you must complete a full course of treatment, otherwise the condition is prone to recurring.

Among those present, the elderly and children were not in good condition, so Ji Yunshu had to call Xie Lin and lead a few young people to start a fire.

In the rush last night, many villagers took their pots and pans with them. Fortunately, they left early, so when the flood really came, they didn't have to throw their things to save their lives.

However, having pots and pans but no food is a very difficult thing.

Most of the villagers left the village without having time to go home and pack their belongings; they practically ran out empty-handed. Only a small number of villagers went back early to pack their valuables and took all the precious items with them.

These villagers believed Ji Yunshu's words, so they had time to go home and pack their things in advance and leave the village early. They followed behind Ji Yunshu and the others all the way. Although they ran in a hurry, they managed to keep everything they brought with them.

"Everyone, you brought pots, pans, and other utensils with you. Let's help each other start a fire. You're still sick and need to travel, so you should at least get yourselves back to health. Once you've started the fire, I'll go outside and find some medicine for you."

By the way, if any of you brought food with you, you can cook something to eat first. After a whole night of running around, everyone is exhausted, and we're still recovering from illness. Make sure you're well-fed, otherwise you won't have the energy to continue your journey.

After she finished speaking, the villagers all looked at her with gratitude. Just as Zhang Lizheng had said, they were able to escape death today thanks to the princess.

Ji Yunshu knew that everyone was in a bad mood, so she didn't say anything more. After exchanging a few words with Xie Lin, she prepared to go for a walk in the woods.

She needs to find some medicine to cover it up a bit; the anti-inflammatory drugs she took out last night were a bit too conspicuous.

Chu Jinsheng and the doctor beside him kept their eyes on her. Especially the doctor, although his medical skills were not very good, if he saw those anti-inflammatory drugs, it would definitely cause quite a stir.

Since the villagers didn't recognize the herbs, she went to the mountains, grabbed a few harmless wild plants, boiled them, and made everyone drink them.

Before leaving, she got into their own carriage. Xie Moyao was the only one lying in the carriage. Many villagers had crowded into the carriage, and Ji Yunshu was worried that it would hurt his injury.

"Xie Moyao, how are you feeling? There were too many people just now, and I didn't have time to explain the situation before they brought him in. Were you hurt?"

"No, they were all keeping a distance from me, worried about aggravating my injury. I just heard you say outside that you were going out? When will my leg be healed?"