Besides, exiles were not like ordinary people fleeing famine, who all held their own household registration.

Exiles were all managed uniformly by the government. When they arrived at the place of exile, they would be re-registered according to the exile list, assigned work, and subject to stricter management.

Su Quanming was thinking that Fang Juexia was a woman with a six-year-old child. She was clamoring to separate from them now, mainly because she saw her son suffering and lost her mind because she felt distressed as a mother. When she was left to take care of the child for a while and was bullied by the exiled prisoners, she realized that she had to rely on the third family to survive, and she and her son could only survive.

By then, she would have to come back obediently and do whatever she was told to do.

There is no point in arguing with her in front of the officers now. If the officers are annoyed, they will be whipped a few more times. If they get injured and it is raining, and there is a lack of medical care and medicine, if they get sick, it will be the end of them.

"We'll give her her money back, too."

Su Chengliang was also smart and immediately understood what his father meant.

He quickly grabbed a package from his mother and threw it to Fang Juexia.

"The things your mother's family gave you are all here. Take them all."

As he spoke, he stared at Fang Juexia fiercely.

Fang Juexia naturally knew that this package was not for her mother-in-law to put money in, but she would not make a fuss at this time. She knew that at this time, if they made a noise and blocked the road, the officials would not care who was right, and might just whip them to disperse her and make way.

The officer obviously had some conscience and felt sorry for the mother and son, so he did not beat them.

Fang Juexia was ready to quit while she was ahead. She just wanted to let people see her and her son separate from the third wife in front of the officials. If the third wife caused trouble for her again in the future, she would have a say.

"Thank you, sir."

Fang Juexia quickly kowtowed to Wu Hai, hugged his son, picked up the package and stepped aside.

"Apply it to him."

Wu Hai took out a small oil-paper bag from his arms, and pulled off the other bamboo hat on his back and threw it at Fang Juexia. He turned around and yelled at the people from the third branch of the Su family, "Hurry up and pull the cart away. If it's blocking the road, get off and push it. If you don't want the cart anymore, give it to the people next to you."

When the officer said this, several male exiles' eyes lit up immediately.

Su Quanming was shocked when he saw this, and quickly jumped out of the car, pulled the cart and left.

"Why don't you push it quickly? What are you standing there for?"

Su Chengliang growled at Li and Liu.

The women suddenly woke up from their dreams and hurriedly pulled and pushed the people.

Fang Juexia held his son and sat aside, quickly putting the bamboo hat on him, then wiped the water and blood off his face and applied medicine to him. Fortunately, the cut on his forehead was not deep, but just a little longer.

The official's hat was covered with thick oil paper, and Su Zihuai, a small man, was completely protected under the hat. Fang Juexia tied the two packages together, pushed them to the front, squatted down, let his son lie on his back, and carried his son on his back, sliding forward step by step.

But in my heart I felt a sense of security that I had never felt since my exile.

In the Wang family carriage, the Queen Mother looked at the newly awakened Wang Taifu and couldn't stop crying.

"Daddy, you have to make the decision for me and find a solution for me. I don't want to be the old emperor's abandoned concubine. How can I get married in the future?"

Wang Yanyu's little face was covered with tears and looked pale.

"You are a lowly maid, and you dare to sit in the carriage with your master. Don't think you are someone sent by the emperor. You have been exiled. Who knows if you got sick and died on the way?"

Mrs. Wang had always been dissatisfied with the maid who served Wang Yanyu, and she also sat in the car. Moreover, she was wearing a veil, and a maid made a bigger scene than her master.

The carriage sent by the palace, no matter how plain it was, was the most eye-catching among the exiles. There were originally seven people in the carriage, young and old, and now with the addition of the sick Wang Mengjing, there were eight people. Moreover, Wang Taifu was still unconscious, and it was really crowded to lie in the carriage.

So Mrs. Wang was very dissatisfied that the palace maid who followed her youngest daughter Wang Yanyu was also sitting in the carriage.

But at first in the capital, Wang Taifu was unconscious all the way, and she was afraid that this palace maid was sent by the emperor to monitor their Wang family, so she didn't dare to show her disgust. Now that Wang Taifu woke up, she immediately felt reassured.

"It's me."

When the emperor gave the deposed concubine Wang Yanyu a carriage, it was not because of Wang Yanyu. It was because the empress dowager pitied the crown princess Wang Zhaoxi and asked the emperor to give her a carriage. Because the crown princess was dead, it would be unfair for the emperor or the empress dowager to give Wang Yi a carriage. So the emperor gave it in the name of Wang Yanyu. At the same time, such a high profile was also to humiliate Wang Taifu and make Wang Taifu lose the support of literati.

In order to allow Wang Zhaoxi to go into exile with the Wang family with a legitimate reason, the Queen Mother gave her the identity of a palace maid. So the Crown Princess Wang Zhaoxi suddenly became a personal maid serving the deposed Concubine Wang Meiren.

Wang Yi slowly took off her veil, revealing half of her intact profile.

"Crown Princess!"

The Queen Mother and Madam Wang subconsciously wanted to kneel down and worship, but Wang Yi helped them up. "Grandma and Grandmother, please don't be too polite. Wang Zhaorong is dead, and there is no Crown Princess in the world anymore. I am Wang Yi now, and the Queen Mother has allowed me to spend the rest of my life with a quiet lamp and ancient Buddha."

Yes, without the crown prince and the little grandson, what's the point of having only a half-destroyed crown princess? Because Wang Yanyu knew Wang Yi's true identity in the palace, and Wang Yi didn't intend to keep it a secret from her family. It's just that when she first met her grandfather, Wang Taifu, on the long street, her grandfather fell ill and fainted. She has been waiting for her grandfather to wake up, and she needs her grandfather to make a decision. Only then can she decide the path to take in the future.

"You gave the emperor the tiger talisman?"

Tutor Wang opened his dim old eyes, which were just waking up from a serious illness, and stared at Wang Yi's half-ruined face.

"Well, only by giving the emperor the tiger talisman in the East Palace can I save my aunt's life and let the emperor let me leave the palace. Unfortunately--"

Although her aunt still could not escape the emperor's clutches, Wang Yi felt that she had to explain her efforts clearly to her grandfather.

"It's not your fault. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame——"

Mrs. Wang stopped talking suddenly. She felt her husband's cold gaze staring at her, making her back numb.

"All under heaven belongs to the king. Don't let me hear anyone in our Wang family say such words again."

Wang Taifu's eyes regained their sharpness. "Do you have any plans?"

His eldest granddaughter was the Crown Princess he had carefully nurtured, the future Queen. How could she be an ordinary woman?

My son is not dead, and the Crown Prince will have to rely on his grandfather's support in the future.