The crowd was terrified, their hearts sinking into a deep chill. They didn't want to look up at all, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground.

But the ghost of Prince Jing had already given the order, and they had no choice but to obey, so they closed their eyes tightly and raised their heads.

I silently repeat to myself: I can't see, I can't see, I can't see...

Jing Qingyun: "..." Are these prisoners some kind of idiots?

"Hmph, open your eyes and look carefully. Anyone who dares to disobey me will be devoured by me."

Helpless, everyone had no choice but to open their eyes and look. They saw Jing Qingyun standing with his hands behind his back, his handsome face displaying two words: speechless!

Looking further down, the torches fluttering in the wind illuminated Jing Qingyun's shadow—not a fake, but a real shadow.

Everyone's expression changed drastically. Could it be that Prince Jing was really not dead? Was he a living person? Then why were the Jing family members crying so miserably?

Unfortunately, this led them to misunderstand.

The truth came to light, and everyone finally realized that they had misunderstood Princess Chang Le and Prince Jing as ghosts who had come to claim their lives.

With the misunderstanding cleared up and everything going smoothly, everyone went to sleep with mixed feelings, a sleep that was destined to be anything but peaceful.

The next morning, the prisoners woke up with huge dark circles under their eyes, looking as if they had been drained of their life force by a demon, and were completely listless.

Of course, the Jing family was an exception; they had quilts and other miscellaneous items specially delivered by Sheng Lingwei through Chuanwu.

Everyone ate their fill, washed themselves thoroughly, changed into clean clothes, and then lay down on soft blankets to sleep soundly.

Hmm, I slept soundly until dawn.

Everyone was in high spirits and radiant, creating a stark contrast with the other prisoners, which made the prisoners feel even worse.

Originally, it was thought that Prince Jing was doomed, but unexpectedly, he caught the eye of Princess Chang Le. Naturally, the Jing family rose in status and were no longer the same kind of people as them.

Well, we're not the same kind of people as them to begin with.

Oh, it's so enviable!

They may have envied them, but they didn't dare to challenge the Jing family. After all, the Jing family, whether male or female, were not to be trifled with.

Just take that ten-year-old Jing Qingyue.

Don't let her young age fool you; if anyone dares to say a bad word about the Jing family, she'll beat them so badly they won't even recognize their own parents.

The only thing that made them happy was that the troublesome Liang Yongzhao was no longer in the exile group, thanks in large part to Princess Changle.

They are very grateful that they no longer have to endure Liang Yongzhao's oppression and torment.

So, here's the question.

Was Princess Chang Le ultimately good or bad?

Sheng Lingwei decided to give one of the carriages to the Jing family. As for how they would arrange for the people to ride in the carriage, that was not her concern.

The Jing family received a spacious carriage and immediately expressed their gratitude to Sheng Lingwei. They then began to discuss who would ride in the carriage.

Finally, it was unanimously decided that the four elders—Madam Jing, Lin Jingyi's father, and Xie Hui's parents—would ride in a carriage.

These young people can walk.

Lin Jingyi's family background is relatively simple, consisting of just her father. Xie Hui's family background is more complicated, as most of the people in the group are related to her family in some way.

The emperor is a despicable scoundrel. He couldn't confiscate the entire Jing family's clan, so he could only confiscate the clan of the Jing family's daughter-in-law. Unfortunately, the Xie family is a large and powerful clan, and they are also renowned imperial merchants in the capital.

The corrupt emperor, short of money, was thinking of ways to embezzle public funds. He took advantage of the Jing family incident to confiscate the Xie family's property and exile them.

It's a pity that such a large family business was completely confiscated.

However, all these things ended up in Sheng Lingwei's pocket; that's what you call fate.

Xie Hui's father, Xie Fugui, is the head of the Xie family. He has a son and a daughter. His son, Xie Chun, is the couple's youngest child. He is ten years old this year, a few months younger than Jing Qingyue.

Therefore, Jing Qingyue's feelings were incredibly complicated whenever she called Xie Chun "little uncle".

"Uncle, you should get on the carriage too. I'm afraid your little arms and legs won't be able to take the hardship."

Xie Chun looked at the little girl who was half a head shorter than him, and his face immediately turned red with embarrassment. "No, I am a grown man. How can I ride in a carriage with my elders? I want to walk with you."

Jing Qingyue frowned, "Uncle, you've been pampered since childhood, unlike our Jing family who practice martial arts. Can you endure these hardships?"

Xie Chun gave a haughty snort. This was a matter of a man's dignity, and he would never say no.

Xie Hui couldn't help but burst into laughter.

She reached out and pinched Xie Chun's chubby cheeks. She really hadn't realized that her younger brother, who was born in her old age, was quite concerned about his image.

"Alright, little brother, you'll walk with us, but don't start crying halfway through. Otherwise, not only will I, as your older sister, be disgusted with you, but your niece will laugh at you too."

Xie Chun immediately beamed with joy and patted his chubby chest, "Don't worry, sister, no matter how hard or tiring it is, I won't cry. Your little brother has grown up."

Looking at the chubby boy in front of her, Xie Hui felt quite emotional and solemnly patted Xie Chun on the shoulder.

“Little brother, you have really grown up. I am so proud of you. The Xie family is now severely weakened. As the young master of the Xie family, it is time for you to take on the responsibility.”

Xie Chun's expression turned serious, and he suddenly felt the burden on his shoulders like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

Although he was pampered by his parents as he grew up, he wasn't someone who knew nothing.

Now that the Xie family has been raided and exiled, restoring them to their former glory will not be something that can be done overnight.

But what he didn't know was that a cunning rabbit has multiple burrows, and the Xie family, with its vast wealth and power, would never put all its eggs in one basket.

These were just words his sister said to encourage him to grow up faster. Older sister is wiser; ten-year-old Xie Chun was indeed very naive.

Sheng Lingwei lifted the curtain and looked at Jing Qingyun, who was riding a horse alongside the carriage. "Little Yunzi, that chubby little boy is fair-skinned and plump. He looks quite fun."

"Fun?"

Jing Qingyun's eyes darkened slightly. She coughed lightly and said slowly, "Weiwei, I'm quite fun too. What's so interesting about children? You'd be better off looking at me more."

Sheng Lingwei sized up Jing Qingyun and couldn't help but roll her eyes delicately.

"What's so good-looking about you? You have two eyes, a nose, and a mouth. Everyone has one."

Xie Chun, that little guy, is fair-skinned and chubby; he looks like he's blessed.

"Look at you! You're so skinny, you have no muscle at all, and your skin is so dark you can barely see your features. Don't you have any self-awareness?"

After saying that, Sheng Lingwei lowered the curtains. Everyone loves beauty, and Jing Qingyun really doesn't look as good as she did in her previous life.

She didn't want to look anymore and needed to cleanse her eyes.

Jing Qingyun: "..."

Weiwei was as sharp-tongued as ever, but thankfully his heart had been tempered by countless trials.

The five women, including Rong Momo, tried their best to suppress their laughter, glancing discreetly at Jing Qingyun, who was constipated, while their inner voices were already bursting with laughter.

Hahaha, when it comes to sharp tongues, the princess is the best! Poor Prince Jing, he's in for a rough time!