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

"How about it? I didn't lie to you, did I? If I said this stuff was delicious, it really is delicious."

"Um."

Xie Moyao responded lightly, without saying anything more; this stuff was indeed delicious.

After a moment, he looked up and asked in confusion.

"Did you take this from your own space as well?"

He grew up in Dongling Kingdom and knew more or less about what kinds of fruit trees there were.

He'd never even heard of this thing, let alone eaten it; it was highly unlikely that the Eastern Ling Kingdom would have it.

Ji Yunshu nodded with a smile.

"Yes, I went for a walk in that forest, but there was nothing to eat. I saw that I had these fruits in my space, so I picked some."

"By the way, these fruit trees are ones I planted before. I have a lot of land in my space, and I've planted other fruit trees there too, all kinds of fruit. I'll take them out to eat gradually on the road. Don't be too surprised if you see things you've never seen before."

"Okay, I understand. You should be careful when you're out there. Don't let anyone know about your private space."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll be careful and no one will find out. By the way, I'm going to take everyone into the woods later to pick more of these durians, so we'll be setting off a little later. While I'm gone, please keep an eye on the group."

"Okay, I understand. Don't worry, I'll let you know if anything happens."

As the two were chatting happily, Ji Yunshu handed the last piece of durian in her bowl to Xie Moyao.

Xie Moyao hesitated for a moment, but still took it and continued eating.

"Knock knock knock".

A knocking sound came from outside the carriage.

"Your Highness, I have something to tell you."

It was Ling Yun's voice.

Ji Yunshu raised an eyebrow. Ling Yun, what's he doing here?

He's already full of energy, even though his injuries have just healed.

She placed the plate on the table and turned to lift the carriage curtain.

The moment he got up, Xie Moyao, who was lying on the bed, also turned sour, and the durian in his hand tasted almost tasteless.

They strained their ears to listen to what was happening outside.

Ji Yunshu lifted the carriage curtain and saw Ling Yun, whose head was wrapped in gauze, standing outside the carriage with his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

"Why are you here instead of resting and recovering?"

Ling Yun slowly raised his head and looked at her with a smile.

"Your Highness, my injuries have healed, and my headache is gone. Here, here is the money we collected to thank you for saving my life."

"We're out on business right now, and we don't have much money on us. Once we get back to the capital—no, wait until I have more money—I'll give you more to thank you for saving my life."

For some reason, he felt very flustered and even his speech became somewhat incoherent.

After he finished speaking, he quickly handed the silver in his hand to Ji Yunshu.

Ji Yunshu was somewhat surprised; she had just mentioned it casually, and Ling Yun had actually sent the money over.

She took the silver from Lingyun's hand.

"Well, it's nothing, just a small thing. But I'll still accept the money."

She never liked to do business that resulted in a loss. Although it was just a casual remark before, she was still very happy that Lingyun sent the money over.

Ling Yun smiled, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and slowly said,

"Of course, of course, thank you for your trouble. By the way, Your Highness, I heard you're taking everyone to the woods to find fruit. May we go with you? I heard the fruit is delicious, and we'd like to find some to eat on the way."

Ji Yunshu nodded casually, "Yes, of course you can. Just be careful on your way there, and don't get hit by any more fruit. If you get hit again, you might die."

It was a casual remark, and although it wasn't very pleasant to hear, it was indeed a reminder to Lingyun to be careful.

We finally managed to snatch his life back from the jaws of death; we can't let him go back to his death for nothing.

Ling Yun wasn't stupid; he understood the warning in Ji Yunshu's words. He scratched his head, smiled, and was about to say something when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Xie Moyao lying in the carriage through Ji Yunshu.

At this moment, Xie Moyao was staring at him coldly, with the same look in his eyes as when he woke up in the carriage earlier.

Ling Yun's smile froze on his lips, and he felt a chill run through his body.

The prince's eyes were a little frightening...

He forced a smile, quickly thanked Ji Yunshu, and then turned and left.

For some reason, he always felt a little guilty when he saw the prince.

He walked and thought, his head aching, but he still couldn't figure out why he felt guilty.

The officials had been waiting there for quite a while, and when they saw him return, they eagerly crowded around him.

"How is it? How is it, brother? Did the princess say anything? What did you say to her? Did she agree?"

"Yes, brother, what did the princess say?"

Although they had already made a guess, they dared not take any action until they received definite information.

Xie Zhaoting and the others were also standing nearby, listening intently to what was happening.

If Ji Yunshu didn't stop the officials from going with him, then it means he probably wouldn't stop him either.

When the time comes, he can follow the crowd to pick fruit, picking a little less, just trying not to go hungry.

Ling Yun's mind was filled with Xie Moyao's glare at him. Hearing the chattering of the officials, he casually waved his hand.

"Oh dear, the princess said it's up to us, anyone who wants to go can go, just go away, don't bother me!"

He found a rock nearby, plopped down on it, and his eyebrows were almost furrowed in a frown.

He should have been happy that the princess had agreed to let them go with her to find food, but for some reason, he just couldn't feel happy. It was as if there was a stone stuck in his heart, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Hearing his impatient tone, everyone assumed he was in pain from his wound and in a bad mood, and didn't think much of it.

They huddled together, discussing how to pick fruit later.

"I heard that this fruit grows on tall, large trees, and it's not easy to pick it. We need to think of a way to get it down from the tree!"

"Oh, I know that! You forgot, the boss was injured by this fruit. We were all under the big tree when this fruit fell from the sky and hit us straight down. When we looked up, we couldn't see anything, which shows how tall the tree is!"

We'll have to climb the tree to pick the fruit; it'll probably take a lot of effort. Does anyone among us are particularly good at climbing trees?

"Me! I used to climb trees a lot when I was a kid, but I don't climb them much now that I'm older. But it shouldn't be a problem. Let's go check it out later. Whoever can climb up can go up, and the rest of you can catch the durians down here."