The old woman shook her head: "No, there's been war where we are. If we go back, we won't survive."
Mu Wanting felt sorry for the old woman and wanted to give her some food, but if she did, it would only reveal that she had food, and they would suffer as a result.
Having gathered information along the way, Mu Wanting knew most of the situation ahead, including the large number of refugees.
Some people were unable to leave and stayed behind.
The convicts were also finding it hard to endure; it wasn't that they had no food, but they couldn't take it out.
Even Ma Dazhuang, a strong man, felt his steps were a little unsteady.
Su Yu was so hungry that he came to find Mu Wanting.
"Do you have any wild berries? The kind you can sneak into your mouth without anyone noticing."
Mu Wanting smiled and shook her head, subtly placing a small piece of osmanthus sugar in his palm.
Using coughing as a cover, Su Yu stuffed some osmanthus candy into his mouth, which made him feel a little better.
Mu Wanting raised an eyebrow and stuffed the rest of the osmanthus candy into the hands of the third wife. Inspired by Su Yu, the third wife also managed to get her share of the candy.
But they were still hungry. They were already on a long journey, which consumed a lot of calories. They couldn't even get enough to eat twice a day, let alone after not eating for a day and a night.
Shen Mingjiao, in particular, couldn't stand being hungry, and her milk supply decreased considerably after a day.
Even when breastfeeding Qin'er, he would hide and do it secretly.
Mu Wanting glanced at the group of refugees following her; there were actually more than two thousand of them.
Murong Rong watched the spectacle from behind, her face pale.
The exiles in their previous lives had a very miserable existence.
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