Chapter 005 Embarking on a Journey of Exile
"Why don't you examine the mother and daughter?!" Qiao Yuegui, the concubine of the second room, screamed in a shrill voice.
She saw Feng Aoqing and Yuebao changing clothes alone behind a screen. There was a maid outside the screen who did not go in to check, while the others took off all their clothes for the check in front of everyone in the room.
In fact, Feng Aoqing had deliberately walked at the end. She identified the one in charge at a glance, so she stuffed two silver ingots into her hand. It was not the first time that the old woman had done this, so she understood the situation very well and made a "two" gesture.
Feng Aoqing was also an intelligent person. She pointed at Yuebao, and the old woman then took the mother and daughter aside for examination.
Money makes the world go round.
"You are being unfair!" Mo Shuyuan seconded.
"Unfair, isn't it? I'll treat you unfairly again!" The old woman was very fierce. She walked up and slapped Qiao Yuegui and Mo Shuyuan in the face.
Mo Shuyuan was eighteen years old and had never been beaten. She was stunned at first, and then she cried until she almost died.
Yuebao was so scared that she grabbed Feng Aoqing's skirt tightly and hid behind her.
Feeling the child's nervousness, Feng Aoqing bent down, picked her up, and stuffed a Wangzai bun into her mouth.
Yuebao was no longer afraid of his mother. He hugged his mother's neck tightly, hid his little face in the crook of her neck, licked his lips, and savored the sweet taste of the steamed buns.
After a humiliating physical examination, the seven people from the first branch of the Mo family, the seven people from the second branch, the four people from the third branch, plus Grandma and Jingtao, a total of twenty people, changed into coarse cloth clothes and locked themselves in the front yard.
All the servants were sold directly, only Jing Tao was kept because she was the bed warmer bought by grandma when Mo Beiyuan was sixteen years old and was registered in Mu Beiyuan's room.
Mo Beiyuan never let her serve as a bed-warmer, so she stayed by her grandmother's side to serve her. After Mo Beiyuan's child was born, Jing Tao took on the responsibility of taking care of the two children with the wet nurse.
Except for the children, everyone in the Mo family was locked up, and even the seriously injured Mo Beiyuan could not escape.
Just now, Chen Yilan went to ask Lan Wenbai for help, but got a slap in the face.
Feng Aoqing had a pair of locks on her hands and feet. She tried them but it didn't work. Wearing such heavy locks would soon rub her skin.
She quietly took out flesh-colored medical dressings from the space and applied them to her wrists and ankles to reduce wear and tear.
Mo Nanzhou and Mo Mingyuan were seen helping Mo Beiyuan out. They had just changed their clothes, but there was already a large pool of blood on their left shoulder.
The bleeding could not be stopped.
"Why didn't you treat the wound?" Feng Aoqing walked over and asked coldly.
Mo Nanzhou gritted his teeth and said angrily, "They won't even let me get you any medicine, not even a quick cloth!"
"Second brother! Even though your eldest brother has been deprived of his throne, he is still the head of the Mo family. How can you not even put on your clothes properly?!"
Feng Aoqing suddenly raised the volume of her voice, using the arrogant and domineering tone of the original owner, and then winked at her two younger brothers.
Mo Mingyuan is a scout. He is a scout in our camp and a needle in the enemy camp. He is a very smart person and understood it immediately. Mo Nanzhou often hangs out in the market and he is also a person who can get things done with just a glance.
The two men immediately helped Mo Beiyuan turn around, facing away from the soldiers who were locking people up, and said softly, "It's my brother's fault. Please help me, sister-in-law."
Feng Aoqing raised her hand and began to help Mo Beiyuan tidy up his clothes.
This guy is really tall!
You have to stand on tiptoe.
The three of them were very tall, and standing in front of Feng Aoqing was like a door panel, so the soldiers could not see her movements at all.
Mo Beiyuan was somewhat resistant, and even had a look of disgust in his eyes, but he was held by his two younger brothers and could not move. Feng Aoqing immediately took out the handkerchief from her waist, dipped it in medicine in the space, stuffed it into Mo Beiyuan's right shoulder, and pressed it hard.
The corners of Mo Beiyuan's mouth and brows twitched.
"Hold it, the longer the better." Feng Aoqing whispered.
Mo Nanzhou, who was standing on Mo Beiyuan's right, nodded and pressed her hand on the wound.
"Don't feel bad, use force! Press it down to stop the bleeding." Feng Aoqing instructed again.
She was relieved when she saw Mo Nanzhou immediately take strong action and Mo Beiyuan frowned and looked at his brother with a reproachful look.
Then, she took out the same handkerchief, stuffed it into his shoulder, and pressed it on the exit. Mo Mingyuan's hand was waiting there, so she pressed it and also took the fatal move.
Mo Beiyuan couldn't bear the pain, he groaned softly and gritted his teeth.
Feng Aoqing's hair rubbed against his face, making him feel itchy. Her hair smelled of roses, which was very pleasant.
Mo Beiyuan looked down at her, and there was something different in his eyes.
She took off her belt and handed it to Mo Nanzhou, asking him to find an opportunity to secure the two handkerchiefs.
After the locks were put on, the group was roughly driven out of the palace.
Lan Wenbai had prepared people to throw rotten eggs and vegetable leaves in advance. Both sides of the street were filled with people watching the fun and bidding farewell. Just as these people were about to throw things, they were dragged into a dark place and beaten up.
The people watched the Mo family passing through the street and sighed.
Lan Wenbai enjoyed the moment when Mo Beiyuan was humiliated, and deliberately made the team move very slowly.
When they were about to reach Beiyong Gate, Mo Beiyuan looked back.
Looking forward to the Yonglin Palace and the kingdom that he had conquered with his own hands.
When he arrived at the city gate, he saw a red figure on the city wall. It was Princess Duan Ya.
Mo Beiyuan let go of Mo Mingyuan and leaned against Mo Nanzhou. He probably didn't want Duan Ya to see his miserable appearance.
Feng Aoqing curled her lips and felt a green color on her head.
She could understand the original owner's madness. There is no hatred without reason in this world.
Everyone also saw the eldest princess and second aunt Fang Nianqiao supporting their grandmother and muttering to themselves.
"Mom, if you hadn't asked the Feng family for this marriage, Beiyuan would be the prince consort now, and we wouldn't have fallen to this point!"
Feng Aoqing didn't want to delay the two people's affectionate gaze, so she took a few steps back and walked towards the child, just in time to hear these words.
She said calmly, "It's not too late now. We haven't even left Beiyong Gate yet! I'll leave after I write a letter of divorce. I don't have to go into exile with you. And then you can shamelessly send Mo Beiyuan to the wall and see if he wants you or not."
"Feng Aoqing!" Chen Yilan shouted, "Fang Nianqiao, shut your stinky mouth too!"
"Why not let people say it! Aren't we and the Third Brother's family the ones who suffer the most? We're being exiled for no reason, and we don't know if we'll die on the way. Even if we don't, we don't know how long we can survive in that damn place... If we had known earlier, we should have separated sooner."
As Fang Nianqiao spoke, she began to cry, causing the other female relatives to sob as well.
"Hmph! You didn't act like this when my son was a prince! You were just short of licking his boots." Chen Yilan retorted in a shrill voice.
The original owner's mother-in-law was a person who could only complain about everything. She was born a concubine's daughter, but she was able to survive in a big family, marry into a general's mansion, and raise a king of a different surname. Her methods must be quite good. We can tell from the fact that she was so cruel as to kill the original owner. She must have done a lot of vicious things.
"Okay, save your energy, the road is still long! There will be people being exiled with us soon, so don't embarrass the Mo family." Grandma Qin Lancui stopped everyone from speaking any further.
At Lan Wenbai's urging, the group finally left Beiyong Gate.
When I went out, I saw that there were quite a few people standing in the open space outside the door. I estimated there were about twenty or thirty of them. All of them were in shackles. Most of them were men, with only a few women. There were words engraved on their right foreheads.
Compared to this, they have it easy.
However, precisely because of their ease and lateness, they received countless malicious looks from the crowd.
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