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

Ji Yunshu's eye twitched violently. Couldn't these people be a little gentler?

Are you worried about killing someone by hitting them so hard?

Many people's heads hit the ground. Ji Yunshu, lying on the cart, could clearly see the bloodstain flowing down the cart all the way to the shore.

"Bang!"

With a crash, Ji Yunshu and Xie Moyao looked up and saw the Second Prince being dragged onto the shore by two people, one by one hand and the other by one foot, his head hitting a nearby rock.

Even though Ji Yunshu was far away, she could still vaguely see a pool of blood slowly seeping from the spot where the Second Prince had been hit.

Tut tut...

These people are really bold. They didn't even check his identity before doing this to him. This second prince is lucky and won't die like this, right?

Ji Yunshu thought to herself, not intending to interfere. She was also a victim now. This second prince was very annoying. It was fine if he died. Anyway, it was these people who did it, not her.

Her eyes were fixed on that direction. Fortunately, after those people threw the people off the first two cars, they didn't have much strength left, so when they threw the people off the second two cars, their movements were much gentler than before.

Seeing that the villagers and the people from the royal palace were not seriously injured, Ji Yunshu did not send them into her spatial dimension. By the time it was her turn and Xie Moyao's turn, these people were even more exhausted.

She and Xie Moyao casually flipped over on the cart a couple of times before falling to the ground. Soon after, several more people came out and hurriedly lifted them onto several larger carts.

"leave!"

As soon as the man called "Big Brother" finished speaking, the cart started its journey again, swaying precariously.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the group slowly arrived in front of a large village.

This village is different from the previous house; this village looks no different from a bandit's den.

Ji Yunshu had fought against bandits before and was familiar with the terrain of bandit dens. The decoration of this village in front of her clearly indicated that it was a bandit den.

She twitched her lips. Could they be that unlucky? Coming to the Northwest, all they encounter are shady shops and bandits?

Is the Northwest really that chaotic?

This place is far from the emperor's reach. What kind of person did the emperor send to guard this area? Wasn't the official here supposed to be quite good?

She thought everything was peaceful here.

Looking back now, I realize I was overthinking things. This place doesn't look like a peaceful place at all!

Never mind, since she'll be living in the Northwest permanently from now on, she'll see what kind of monsters and demons these are.

Just as she was thinking this, the cart swayed and wobbled into the bandit's den. She and Xie Moyao beside her were lifted up by several bandits, walked around a long corridor, and entered a basement.

The basement was extremely dark, with several cells on both sides, all covered in blood. Ji Yunshu would open her eyes from time to time and occasionally see one or two half-dead people lying in some of the cells.

The cell smelled awful, a mixture of blood, dampness, and the stench of rotting corpses. Ji Yunshu felt like vomiting.

I'm almost envious of those who fainted; at least you wouldn't feel nauseous from the smell in the air.

Lying beside her, Xie Moyao noticed her emotions. Seeing her slightly furrowed brows, he raised his hand and subtly placed it in front of Ji Yunshu's nose.

Ji Yunshu was feeling very irritable when she saw Xie Moyao covering his nose with his hand. The faint smell of laundry detergent on his clothes calmed her down considerably.

During this time, she would occasionally take Xie Moyao and the others' clothes to the washing machine in her space to wash them, using the lavender laundry detergent from her space.

The washed clothes all carried a faint lavender scent. Xie Moyao's clothes had just been put on not long ago, and the lavender scent was still very strong, masking most of the unpleasant smell in the air.

Before long, they were carried into a dimly lit cell.

This time, Ji Yunshu and Xie Moyao were not placed next to each other, but were assigned to separate rooms by these people.

Ji Yunshu squinted and observed for a while. These people had separated the men and women, with one room for the men and the other for the women.

And, by sheer bad luck, she ended up being locked up next to Ji Yunyao.

At this moment, Ji Yunyao was unconscious, lying sprawled out beside her, her clothes disheveled, the hem of her dress almost lifted up to her face, her complexion pale. If Ji Yunshu hadn't sensed that she was still breathing, she would have thought that Ji Yunyao was already dead.

Just as the group was locked up separately, the innkeeper and the scarred man arrived at the door.

The scarred man nodded in satisfaction and patted the innkeeper on the shoulder.

"Excellent, excellent, Second Brother, you handled this matter brilliantly. You brought back so many people in one go, which will wipe out our entire year's revenue. As long as we send these people over, we won't have to worry about making money next year!"

The innkeeper was quite pleased with himself, saying, "Hahaha, it's all thanks to my elder brother's teaching! I never expected so many people to come this time. However, among them are exiled prisoners and the officials escorting them; I've brought them all along. I just wonder if this will cause any trouble?"

After all, they were government officials, and they were all doing things for the imperial court. They had to do these things in secret, so the imperial court couldn't find out.

If word got out that the officials escorting the exiled prisoners had gotten into trouble, and the imperial court started investigating, that would be disastrous.

The scarred man sneered and said, "What does it matter if there are government officials? They're just useless little shrimps."

We did things so discreetly because they chose this back road instead of the main road. If they hadn't come to us, we wouldn't have gotten such a great deal. Don't worry, it's just like I told you last time.

Regardless of their identities, as long as they are all tied up and no one is left alive to report back, even if they die, no one will know.

The innkeeper nodded and said, "Yes, yes, you're right, brother. That's what we thought at the time, so we tied them all up and brought them here."

Anyway, as long as no one is sent back to report, no one will know what's going on here. By the way, brother, are we taking those men over tonight or tomorrow morning?

"Let's do it tonight. There are quite a few people this time. Let's take advantage of the darkness and send them all out, directly to their destination. They can start working at dawn!"

"Alright, alright, I'll go and give the order right away!"

The innkeeper nodded and beckoned to one of his men.

"Did you hear what Big Brother said? Send them away tonight, so we can start work first thing tomorrow morning!"

Listening to the two men's words, Ji Yunshu lay in the cell, pursing her lips. Where were these people going to send Xie Moyao and the others?

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard the scarred man point at Xie Moyao in the corner and say with a chuckle,

"Wait, see this person? Wash him clean and take him to bed!"

Hearing his words, the innkeeper chuckled and moved closer to him.

"Big Brother has excellent taste! They weren't planning to bring this guy back because they heard he was a cripple. I thought he was so handsome, Big Brother would definitely like him, so I just brought him back!"