The grain transport truck traveled slowly for most of the day and finally arrived at the border of Yizhou.

Yizhou is not like Suizhou, which has many mountains. It is a plain area and looks more prosperous than Suizhou city at a glance.

According to the secret signals left by Song Er along the way, they knew that they had passed Yizhou City, so Song Wan and his group did not stay in Yizhou City for too long. They just hurriedly replenished some food and water and continued on their way.

Of course, the number of soldiers at the entrance of Yizhou City was twice as many as that at the entrance of Suizhou City, but the inspection at the entrance to the city was still lax.

Gu Lingfeng was already numb. It turned out that Prince Xiang was not fit to be the emperor. Fortunately, the late emperor had a trick up his sleeve.

As long as we can reach Guizhou safely, there is a glimmer of hope.

Gu Yanji had already called Gu Wen and Gu Wu, and was prepared to fight his way through at all costs. After all, they had spent a lot of effort to cross the city in the first place. Now that there were more people, they would naturally attract more attention. It would be difficult to fish in troubled waters.

But things did not develop as he had imagined. They passed through Yizhou City easily using the travel permits given to the previous group of escort officials.

Fortunately, Gu Xun saw his confusion in time and explained, "Son, Prince Xiang has been in power for less than half a year, and the inspection of people entering and leaving the cities of Sui and Yi has become so lax. It is obvious that he is indeed not suitable for this position."

"Father, are you saying that Suizhou City is also like this?" Gu Yan pursed her lips quickly and frowned slightly.

"Yes, but I am more worried that if the defense of the city is so lax, it will attract bandits." Gu Xun sighed softly. When the late emperor was alive, the bandits on Qingyun Mountain were wiped out, but that doesn't mean there are no bandits on other mountains who are not planning to attack Suizhou City.

He was afraid that if the news of the lax defense of the city were leaked one day, the bandits would not let him go easily.

Gu Yanji did not say anything because he knew the truth was not as it seemed. He had personally experienced going in and out of Yizhou and was much more careful than before, all for the purpose of capturing him and the old Marquis Weiyuan who had escaped from the northwest.

He did not even dare to rush into Suizhou City, but asked Gu Wu to explore it first. According to his observation, the defense of Suizhou would be stricter than that of Yizhou.

It was totally different from what his father described. What was the problem? Gu Yan thought about it for a while, and his eyes fell on Song Wan who was driving the grain truck alone.

Perhaps she used the so-called "internal force" to confuse the guards guarding the city. This internal force can save people and perhaps also confuse others for a short time.

Thinking of this, Gu Yan, who had been tense all the time, suddenly relaxed. No wonder she was able to lead the old Marquis Weiyuan all the way from the northwest to the capital.

But her journey must have been difficult.

Now, Song Wan was driving the cart alone. The further they went to Guizhou, the colder the weather became. So she drove Qi and Chu back to the grain-carrying cart where women and children sat, and then modified the cart that Liu and Yan sat on, adding a roof curtain, so that the two of them and the two little kids, Gu Chang and Gu Yu, could also sit.

On Wei's side, there were two fewer children and two more adults, so it wasn't too crowded.

Gu Lingfeng was still leading the way, but soon there was another person.

"Didn't mother tell you to listen to Sister Awan and rest in the back? Why did you come to my place?" Gu Lingfeng now had the strength to drive the carriage alone, so he naturally would not miss this opportunity. The gradual improvement in his body and the relaxed changes made him extremely happy.

"Uncle Song still needs to lie down and recuperate. My being there will affect him." Gu Yan explained hurriedly and reasonably.

He and his father had some minor injuries, but even though the knife wound to his abdomen was deep, it was not as serious as the arrow shot to Uncle Song's heart.

Three grown men squeezed together, all of them injured, would really affect each other.

"Really?"

"certainly."

Gu Lingfeng smiled faintly and did not expose him.

Song Wan was very dissatisfied with Gu Yanji's running out without permission. He was so disobedient.

It would be better if it were a big piece of jade. Just put it there and it won’t roll away. It will definitely be obedient and honest.

Song Wan, who was a little angry, sped up and soon reached the same level as the grain cart driven by Gu Lingfeng. Then she stared at a certain man with a look that said "I'm angry".

Gu Yanji naturally sensed it. Avoiding his brother's teasing look, he coughed and said seriously, "Brother, I have something to discuss with Miss Song."

Gu Lingfeng knew this would be the result, but he didn't try to stop him. He just waved his hand and said with a smile, "Go ahead. I'll cover for you."

Gu Yan is anxious...

He suspected that his brother had hidden meaning.

In this way, Gu Yan hurriedly got on Song Wan's grain transport truck.

Song Wan immediately began to rebuke him, "If you do this twice more, even a Daluo Jinxian won't be able to save you."

She was referring to the fact that he was running around instead of resting on the grain cart.

"I won't do that again." Gu Yan hurriedly agreed with her without any intention of resisting.

"Forget it, just sit here obediently from now on, and I will watch you personally." It would be bad if the spiritual energy body that was finally discovered was accidentally broken or lost.

In her heart, Song Wan was still counting on him to restore her mental strength to the tenth level that was only available at the end of the world.

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Gu Yanji had just this in mind. It would be best if she didn't let anyone other than him know about her special abilities.

They rode in a grain truck, which made it easier to conceal whatever they wanted to do.

Song Wan was reluctantly satisfied. Not angry, she immediately took out a piece of candy from her purse and threw it into her mouth.

This was bought in Yizhou City. Perhaps because he had suffered too much in the last days, or perhaps it was the influence of the original owner, after coming here, Song Wan especially loved eating candy.

Gu Yan anxiously discovered that she had not spoken at all during the whole journey, and the purse on her waist was more than twice as big as others. It went without saying that it must be full of food, just like her cheeks at the moment, bulging.

Just when he was thinking halfway, Gu Yanji suddenly felt a warm sensation on the back of his hand. Song Wan suddenly grabbed his hand, and their fingers touched each other.

I only heard her say, "I haven't touched you twice today."

Gu Yan is anxious...

I tried to break free, but couldn't.

I had never noticed before that her hands were so small, delicate and flexible, yet there seemed to be a thin layer of calluses on the palms, probably from practicing martial arts and wielding a sword every day.

But even so, her hands were still soft, white and clear.

Gu Yan was so anxious that she almost forgot that she was only a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. Her tightly clasped hands were clearly visible in his eyes, making him uneasy.

Song Wan was completely unaware of Gu Yan's anxious thoughts. She just felt that her mental power was about to break through level six, so she wanted him to help.

The secret signal left by Song Er has disappeared, which means that they are about to catch up. Song Wan, who has no idea how many people are ahead, naturally needs to absorb more mental power.

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On the exile road less than five miles away from the team, a group of officers were driving prisoners with iron chains on their feet with whips.

When the sentence of exile was passed that day, thanks to the intervention of the late emperor in the capital and the pleadings of loyal ministers in the court, no one in the Weiyuan Marquisate in the capital was put in shackles or shackles.

Yunzhou was too far away, and the late emperor had no time to take care of it at that time. He only hurriedly saved the people of the two prefectures in Beijing and then passed away.

After King Xiang ascended the throne, he could not touch these people in the capital because he had the late emperor's will and the supervision of court officials.

Yunzhou was different. As the saying goes, the emperor is far away and the king is nowhere to be seen or touched. The court officials were naturally unable to touch or see him either. This made operations very convenient.

Song Zhaoping was a civil official who was exiled. Unlike his brother who had practiced martial arts since childhood, King Xiang had secretly sent people to "take care" of the family and ensure that they would not die before arriving at the place of exile.

Song Er joined the exile team last night. I think King Xiang was also afraid that someone would come to rob him, so there were only six prisoners, but he used more than a hundred officers to guard them.

The defense is tight inside and outside.

Song Er had no choice but to follow secretly and leave a special code for the people behind him.

This group of officers were obviously given orders from above, and they whipped people from time to time.

Although the second master is a civil official, he is still an adult man and can still bear it.

But things were not so easy for the usually weak lady and the young master who was less than ten years old.

The most favorite thing for those officers to do was to whip these weak ones.

Song Zhaoping often could protect the first person but not the next one, and in the end they had to be beaten together.

Song Er hid in the dark, watching with anger in his heart and bloodshot eyes, but he could not go forward to rescue.

He couldn't alert the enemy. Although these officers were no match for him, if he went up alone, the safety of the Second Master's family would be difficult to guarantee.

Song Er now only hopes that the Second Master and his family can be patient and wait for the eldest lady to arrive, so that they can be rescued.

But there are always some surprises that catch people off guard.

After a day's journey, the officers decided to rest for two hours and asked their men to go to the nearby villages to get some wine.

After a tiring journey, they had to enjoy themselves. Several police chiefs clinked their wine bowls, ate and drank to their heart's content, and were having a great time.

However, the prisoners' food was not so exquisite. There were only six bran buns, each smaller than a child's palm.

Song Zhaoping received the food, sat back with his family, and distributed the food to his wife, daughter, and youngest son one by one.

"Yao'er, eat slowly." Song Zhaoping handed over another bowl of water. This was his little daughter, who was only eleven years old this year and had to suffer with him.

"Daddy, when can we reach Guizhou?" Song Yao was frightened by the whipping along the way. She leaned on her elder sister Song Yuan, her eyes wet, and she kept enduring it.

"It will be soon." Song Zhaoping had a thin face and disheveled hair, but his eyes were slightly bright. "It will be fine once we are reunited with your uncle's family."

"Where is my uncle?" The speaker was Song Zhaoping's only son, born to Aunt Li, named Song Rui, who had just turned nine years old this year.

Aunt Li was once the maidservant Liuzhi who came with Song Zhaoping's wife Yang. When Yang gave birth to her little daughter, she had a difficult delivery and the doctor said that she might not be able to get pregnant again. So Yang asked Liuzhi to operate on her face. Two years later, she gave birth to a son and adopted him under her name.

Now I follow them to the land of exile.

"Your uncle is naturally behind us." Song Zhaoping comforted the children, "Eat quickly. Only when you are full can you have the strength to continue on your journey."

The three children, the oldest of whom was only thirteen, quickened their pace and gnawed on the hard-to-swallow buns.

They have to eat quickly, otherwise the bad guys will complain about their slowness and whip them.

Song Zhaoping had to quickly finish his simple dinner so that he could free up his hands to take care of his sick wife.

Although Liu Zhi became a concubine, she was used to taking care of Yang. Along the way, she and Song Zhaoping took turns serving Yang meals.

Yang was already weak, and she caught a cold on the way to exile, and had a cough that never got better.

She couldn't swallow the bran buns, so she could only soak them in water and drink them.

Aunt Li was whipped a lot today for protecting the two maids, so the job of soaking the steamed buns was taken over by Song Zhaoping.

He supported his wife and let her lean on him, then picked up the broken coarse porcelain bowl and moved it to her mouth, "Yumei, drink some."

Yang coughed heavily for a long time before she stopped for a moment. She looked up at her husband and nodded slowly.

She was now speechless.

Song Zhaoping had just taken care of his wife and was about to help her lie down to rest when the accident happened.

Several drunken police chiefs came over at some point and started to take Song Yuan away.

The thirteen-year-old girl had already seen her beauty for the first time. These officers had thought about it for a long time but had never dared to make a move. Now that they had drunk some wine and were bolder, they had no scruples anymore.

Song Yuan screamed and cried, Song Yao and Song Rui were frightened and stunned. It was Aunt Li who reacted and quickly pushed the two children back, then turned around and went back to save Song Yuan.

But as a woman, she was no match for a few officers. She could save Song Yuan but not herself.

Aunt Li pushed Song Yuan away, but fell into the hands of the officers.

The chief constables were not annoyed. They thought it all belonged to them anyway. After enjoying the old ones, they moved on to enjoy the younger ones.

What's more, this old woman is not old, only about thirty years old, with fair skin and tender flesh, and still has charm.

"Auntie!" Song Yuan and others cried loudly.

When Song Zhaoping heard the noise, he ran over to stop them, but was kicked to the ground by several officers one by one and couldn't get up.

Song Er, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't bear it any longer. Why hadn't the eldest lady arrived yet? He quickly glanced behind him and drew his sword, ready to go forward to save her.

But someone got there before him. Song Er felt a gust of wind passing over his face, and then a thick rope passed before his eyes, landing on the heads of the police who were about to do whatever they wanted.

Their skin and flesh were torn apart, and several people fell to the ground in an instant.

Song Er looked at the familiar moves and felt relieved instantly. The eldest lady had finally arrived.

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It’s time for Awan to be the hero and save the beauty!