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

Ji Yunyao and her two daughters stood to one side.

Ji Yunyao looked at Chu Jinsheng indifferently, her eyes filled with despair.

The look Chu Jinsheng gave Ji Yunshu just now, the predatory and interested look in his eyes, stung her chest.

She still can't understand why things turned out this way. Both Ji Yunshu and she were exiled, and she was the only one useful to the First Prince, so why did the First Prince's heart gradually fall on Ji Yunshu?

And they completely ignored her?!

She is the one who can help the Crown Prince. Does the Crown Prince even understand this?

A sharp pain shot through her hand. Ji Yunyao looked down and saw that her previously injured hand had turned blue, purple, and black.

The wound was broken and festering, and pus was oozing out. Before, the pus was yellow, but now it had turned blackish-blue.

It also had a particularly unpleasant smell.

It smells almost like the stench of a corpse.

Moreover, Ji Yunyao felt that her hand was becoming somewhat unresponsive, and she could no longer feel any pain.

She didn't understand medicine, nor did she know what was going on; she only vaguely knew that her wound was still worsening.

Thinking of this, she glared at Doctor Li again, not at all annoyed.

Useless Dr. Li!

If it weren't for Doctor Li stalling for time, her hand would have healed long ago. She wondered when the imperial physician summoned by the First Prince from the capital would arrive, so she could have him give her a thorough examination.

Her wound was painful, and she was so hungry she was dizzy. She turned to look at Minister Ji and Aunt Zhu, intending to ask them to find something to eat, when she heard Minister Ji say...

"Yao'er, I see that the First Prince and the others are already eating. Don't you have a good relationship with the First Prince? Ask him to get us some food too. I'm hungry. I haven't had a proper meal in days."

In the past, your father always provided you with the best food and drink in the mansion. Now, it's time for you to show your filial piety to your father.

Ji Yunyao dismissed Minister Ji's words as nonsense, not even bothering to glance at him, and turned to look at Aunt Zhu beside her.

"Auntie, I'm hungry. My whole body aches terribly, and I feel like I'm about to die. If you still want to live a decent life through me, go and find me something to eat right now."

"Once I've recovered, don't worry, I won't forget you all. But if something happens to me now, you'll have no hope for the future."

Minister Ji opened his mouth but didn't say anything more; Ji Yunyao's words made sense.

With his relationship with Ji Yunshu still strained, he can only rely on Ji Yunyao for now.

Who cares? As long as someone goes to find food, it doesn't matter whether it's Ji Yunyao or Aunt Zhu!

He only cares about having enough to eat; he doesn't care who found the food.

He turned his head to the side, refusing to look at the two of them.

The meaning is clear: he only wants food; they can do whatever they want with the rest.

After Ji Yunyao finished speaking, she turned her head to the side, refusing to look at Aunt Zhu.

Recently, the Crown Prince's attitude towards her has not been as good as before, and the guards no longer listen to her much.

The three of them could only rely on Aunt Zhu to find something to eat. She had to get better as soon as possible and make herself as valuable as possible.

She returned to where she belonged.

She remembered the unfinished blueprints she had left in the Crown Prince's carriage, and secretly resolved that she would finish drawing them after she had filled her stomach.

She had already completed one-third of the drawing.

With just a little more drawing, she could complete half of the drawing. She would then give half of the drawing to the Crown Prince, and once he fulfilled his promise, she would finish the rest.

She refused to believe that the eldest prince would still be able to ignore her by then.

She refused to believe that she couldn't achieve her goal using her own methods.

Aunt Zhou hesitated, wondering where she, a woman, was going to find food.

She glanced at Minister Ji, then at Ji Yunyao. Seeing that neither of them paid any attention to her, Aunt Zhu gritted her teeth and looked at the villagers not far away.

Never mind, she couldn't care less whether the villagers were suffering from hysteria or not!

If she wants to get food, she can only try to get some from the villagers; otherwise, she'll just go hungry.

She slowly lifted her feet and walked towards the villagers, shamelessly begging them for some food.

On the other side

Since Ling Yun left, there has been no sound from Ji Yunshu's carriage.

Ji Yunshu tidied up the carriage casually. She originally wanted to clean the bottom of the carriage, but after thinking about it, she figured Xie Mohe's body wouldn't be much cleaner either, so she gave up the idea.

The Xie couple waited outside the whole time. Ji Yunshu and Xie Moyao didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to say anything more either, for fear of being disliked.

However, his eyes were fixed on the carriage curtain, hoping that Ji Yunshu would come out quickly so that they could carry Xie Mohe into the carriage.

Previously, they had been desperate and asked Ji Yunshu to treat Xie Mohe's wounds.

They weren't entirely confident that Ji Yunshu could cure Xie Mohe, but seeing Ling Yun get off the carriage as if nothing had happened, they became convinced that Ji Yunshu would definitely have a way to cure Xie Mohe.

Time ticked by, and just when they thought Ji Yunshu was ignoring them, a corner of the carriage curtain was gently lifted, revealing Ji Yunshu's face at the carriage entrance.

"Mo Huan, have them carry Xie Mohe up here. I don't know if I can cure her, but I can say I will do my best. If they are willing to let me treat her, then carry her up here. If they are not willing to let me treat her, then carry her away. Don't make a scene outside."

However, let me be clear from the start: I'm not a miracle doctor. Whether Xie Mohe lives or dies depends on her own condition.

She spoke loudly, not only for Xie Mohuan, but also for Xie Zhaoting and his wife.

Seeing this, Xie Mohuan frowned in disapproval.

"Third Sister-in-law, they went so far as to act so rudely before, why did you still save them?"

Third Brother is really something. Although Xie Zhaoting is their second uncle, after all this time, there's hardly any affection left between them and the second branch of the family. Why make trouble for themselves?

"Yes, Your Highness, have you forgotten what they did before? Back then, they were afraid we would be a burden to them, and they couldn't wait to separate from us! Now their life or death is none of our business!" Sherin said reluctantly.

"It's alright. I had my reasons for doing this. Don't worry, I didn't save her for nothing."

The two opened their mouths but stood still, clearly not wanting to get Xie Mohe into the carriage.

They didn't move, but Xie Zhaoting and his wife couldn't wait any longer. One of them held Xie Mohe's head, and the other lifted Xie Mohe's feet. They stumbled and carried Xie Mohe onto Ji Yunshu's carriage.

Both of them hadn't had a proper meal in a long time, and they were quite weak. While lifting Xie Mohe, they would drop her from time to time.

Xie Mohe's head occasionally hit the ground, and occasionally hit the carriage. Finally, when the two of them threw Xie Mohe onto the carriage, there was a thud as Xie Mohe's head hit the corner of the carriage hard.

Xie Mohe's already dirty face suddenly swelled up with a bump the size of an egg on her forehead.

The person woke up in pain.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at her parents in a daze.

"Father, Mother, what are you doing?"