The Imperial Guards quickly stormed into the backyard. Song He'er held her breath and slipped out through the alleyway, heading straight for the front yard.
All the men in the general's mansion had been taken away, and all the remaining women were standing in the front yard, waiting for the escorting officer to call their names.
"You jinx! Where have you been? Still thinking about running away? You're a jinx to our family! Ever since you were born, nothing good has ever happened to us!"
The one speaking was Song Chanyue, the eldest daughter of the general's mansion. She was usually arrogant and had bullied the original owner of the body quite a bit.
The one next to her was the second young lady, Song Chanxing, who had just been knocked unconscious by her.
At this moment, Song Chanxing was staring in this direction with a swollen face and sparks flying from her eyes.
Looking at her enormous face, Song He'er almost burst out laughing. "Second sister, did you put baking powder on your face?"
"you……"
Song He'er glanced at Song Chanxing's round waist and sneered, "Exiled prisoners are not allowed to carry gold, silver, or valuables, you know~"
These words were like a wake-up call. Upon hearing that someone was carrying valuables, the imperial guards immediately rushed over, pointed their fingers straight at Song Chanyue's nose, and roared, "You have money? Hand it over and search me!"
Song Chanyue's face immediately turned pale and then purple. She was so frightened that she stood still and dared not move, only staring angrily at Song He'er.
The Imperial Guards shoved her to the ground. "Take it out!"
"I...I didn't...I didn't!"
Seeing that Song Chanyue was about to have her clothes ripped off, the old lady next to her, out of concern for her daughter, quickly stepped forward to stop her.
Soon, the soldiers looted all the treasures on the mother and daughter.
Song He'er felt extremely relieved.
Isn't Song Chanyue always thinking about stripping other people's clothes off? Now it's her turn to be stripped, so she can enjoy the experience!
The aunts from the second and third wives were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
In this dynasty, reputation was the most important thing; a woman's chastity was more important than anything else!
Fearing being searched, the two had no choice but to hand over the silver they had brought with them.
After the body search was completed, the Imperial Guards began to take roll call, brand them with tattoos, and put them in shackles.
The general's mansion had more than a hundred people. Excluding the men who had already left in groups, there were more than forty women on this side.
Excluding the children, there was the eldest daughter-in-law, Qin Xiaoniang (Song He'er's mother), the two aunts from the second and third wives, plus the unmarried aunt and the wives and daughters of the housekeepers.
After identifying each of these people, Song He'er began to plan in her mind how she could arrive in Xinzhou safely.
Qin Xiaoniang looked at the tattoos on the back of her child's ears and began to cry with heartache, "So young, what am I going to do?"
Song He'er smiled slightly and wiped away the tears from Qin Xiaoniang's eyes: "It's alright, there will be a way to remove them."
In modern times, these things would be considered tattoos.
Since tattoos can be removed, these things can too, so Song He'er wasn't worried at all.
"My poor child..."
"Mother, don't cry. Save your energy. We have to walk three thousand miles!"
The route for exiled prisoners was restricted to quiet, secluded paths, not official roads.
After walking for half a day, Song He'er felt that blisters were about to form on the soles of her feet. The soles of these ancient shoes had no elasticity, and walking for too long would definitely make her tired.
"He'er, I'll carry your little brother, so be careful behind me!" Qin Xiaoniang whispered.
Because Song He'er's younger brother, Huan Ge'er, was less than ten months old and still breastfeeding, the imperial court granted him permission to travel south with Qin Xiaoniang.
"I see."
Song He'er thought to herself, "With so many blisters on my soles, if I keep walking, they'll definitely burst. And if they burst and then grow back, won't the whole sole of my foot rot away?"
That won't do!
Thinking that she still had her worn sneakers in the space, she thought she might as well take them all apart and sew the soft latex insoles into these shoes.
This way, no one will notice anything amiss, and it won't hurt your feet!
Soon, the group left the capital.
Around noon, the cooks of the escorting officers began preparing meals for the prisoners.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Song He'er quickly took off her mother's shoes.
Qin Xiaoniang was somewhat surprised and asked, "He'er, what are you doing?"
"Shh, Mom, I'll make you a pair of insoles so your walking won't hurt!"
Song He'er quietly hid next to the straw, took out a needle, thread and scissors from her spatial storage, and disassembled two pairs of Nike shoes. She made one pair for Qin Xiaoniang and kept the other pair for herself.
Because Song He'er in the book is only fourteen years old, the insoles have to be cut to fit properly.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Song He'er finished sewing it.
She also put some Yunnan Baiyao on the insoles before taking the sewn shoes to find her mother and younger brother.
Qin Xiaoniang watched as her daughter put the shoes back on her feet, and smiled with satisfaction. "They are quite comfortable. What are they made of?"
Of course, Song He'er couldn't reveal that she had a spatial ability. After all, in ancient times, such telekinesis would be considered a monster and would result in being burned alive.
Thinking this through, she could only reply, "I took it from the manor this morning, Mother, please don't say anything!"
Qin Xiaoniang smiled and said, "Silly child, would your mother betray you?"
Song He'er nodded, took her younger brother and held him so that Qin Xiaoniang could rest.
After a short while, the officers and soldiers began to call out to the prisoners to line up and receive food.
Song He'er told Qin Xiaoniang and her younger brother to wait where they were, and then she joined the others in the queue.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the pot was filled with wild vegetable porridge, which had no nutritional value.
Qin Xiaoniang is still breastfeeding; if she doesn't eat anything nutritious, her milk will soon dry up...
The soldiers ladled a spoonful of the vegetable stalks into her bowl; the flavor of the vegetable stalks was unusually strong.
"Hey, you little jinx, are you going to eat or not? If not, get out of here, we want to eat too!"
Song He'er turned around and saw Song Chanyue standing behind her, looking disheveled and her dress dirty, her usual charm gone.
The thought of how completely different she is now makes Song He'er laugh.
"What are you laughing at? My mother hasn't even eaten yet, how dare you, you little brat, eat her food? Get out of here!"
Before Song He'er could retort, the plump Auntie San, who was waiting for her meal, shouted unhappily, "What are you barking about, you dog! All you do is bully people all day long. If you want to eat, go line up yourself!"
"What's it to you if I curse that little bitch? Mind your own business!"
Song He'er could no longer hold back. She picked up her wild vegetable porridge and slowly approached Song Chanyue. "Miss, we are now criminals. Do you know what criminals are? It means that after our official status is revoked, we are no longer divided into different classes, and I no longer need to follow the rules with you and your mother."
"What...what are you going to do?"
"Want some porridge? Just grab it and it's yours!"
Without hesitation, Song Chanyue mustered all her strength to snatch the wild vegetable porridge from Song He'er's hand...?
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