cough--

The child's suppressed cough.

Fang Juexia held her son's hot body in her arms and huddled in the simple shack.

Fortunately, there were two sets of cotton clothes for her son in the package. She put one on her son and covered him with the other. She hugged her son tightly and huddled in the shack.

However, my son still had a fever in the middle of the night.

It was caused by the wound on her son's forehead. Although she applied the medicine given by the kind official to her son, it kept raining and her son got caught in the rain and developed a fever in the middle of the night.

There is no way,

Fang Juexia put her son in the shack. She took the change and the bag of jewelry from the package and went to find the official to ask him to send Bai Suzi to check her son's illness.

"Mother Zihuai, is Zihuai sick?"

Fang Juexia had just climbed out of the shack when an old woman popped her head out from the shack next to her.

"Auntie Wang, Zihuai has a fever. I'll go find the official and ask Doctor Bai to check on the child."

Since the separation of the family, Fang Juexia was worried that she, a widow with a child, would be bullied. She had been carefully observing the exiles around her, hoping to find a reliable and honest family to be her companion.

Wang Taifu had a distant relative who lived in Wangjiazhuang outside Beijing. When Wang Taifu committed a crime, his entire clan was implicated. Thirty-eight households in Wangjiazhuang were also exiled.

Fang Juexia has been following the people from Wangjiazhuang.

After a few visits, I became familiar with the people of Wangjiazhuang.

Aunt Wang is also a widow. Her son, Wang Erleng, is 23 years old but still unmarried because of poverty and because Wang Erleng is honest and simple-minded.

Because they were both widows, Aunt Wang was close to Fang Juexia, and the mother and son helped Fang Juexia a lot along the way. Even the shack where Fang Juexia and his mother lived now was built with the help of Aunt Wang and her son. The shacks of the two families were built next to each other.

"Go ahead, I'll help you look after Zihuai."

Aunt Wang entered Fang Juexia's shack.

Fang Juexia's eyes became moist. She glanced towards the shack of the third branch of the Su family not far away, her eyes full of resentment.

When the child was sick, she never thought of looking for her parents-in-law. They were obviously the child's grandparents, but they were not even as good as a strange Aunt Wang.

Fang Juexia put the money bag away, pressed it with his hand, lowered his head and walked towards the official post station in the dark.

As I walked, my heart was beating wildly.

The police were all men, and they would escort prisoners on the road for months. There were no women around them, so they would naturally reach out to the female prisoners.

Fang Juexia had noticed it when he was setting up camp in the evening. The leader of the escorting officers, Captain Zhou, lived in the largest shack. The officers had set up three shacks. Captain Zhou lived with the two officers.

What if, when she goes in to ask for help, Mr. Zhou has a bad conscience and gives her to...

Fang Juexia couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on her back, but thinking of her son, she gritted her teeth and continued to move forward.

They had only walked a few hundred miles, and the exile route was thousands of miles. She was a widow with a child, and it was a blessing for her and her mother to be alive and reach the exile place. How could she care about her health or her reputation?

"Oh, you are such a bad guy. Where are you putting your claws?"

A low, coquettish voice was heard.

Fang Juexia stopped. There was a bush in front of him, and the sound came from there.

"You bitch, didn't you seduce my brother to come here? Now you're pretending again."

Xia Ping'er? The concubine of her husband Su Chengwen.

Fang Juexia quickly hid behind a tree. She looked ahead. She wanted to go to Captain Zhou's big shack. No matter she passed from this side or went around from the other side, she couldn't avoid the people in front of her.

In fact, Zhou Fuan was to blame for this. He had deliberately chosen a safe location for the shack he lived in. It was located between the exiled prisoners' camp and the 200 prisoners, right at a narrow mountain pass.

"Brother Liu, Ping'er really likes your black skin. You don't know that the man Ping'er died with had the same black skin as you. Ping'er was delighted when she saw him."

Fang Juexia's brows were twisted into a big knot. She and General Su Si were a young couple and they treated each other with respect.

General Su Si only had one concubine in his life, Xia Ping'er.

Fang Juexia naturally knew the inside story best.

Her husband had discussed this with her before letting Naxia Ping'er enter the house.

Xia Ping'er's husband died to save her husband, and before he died, he entrusted his wife and daughter to General Su Si. Fang Juexia naturally couldn't refuse Xia Ping'er to come in.

She felt a little uncomfortable before, but since Xia Ping'er came into the family, her husband had been away fighting all year round, and when he occasionally returned home, he never entered Xia Ping'er's room.

Fang Juexia's knot in her heart was also loosened. In her heart, she treated Xia Ping'er as her husband's benefactor's wife, and usually took good care of her and her daughter. She never acted like a wife in front of Xia Ping'er.

Until one day, she accidentally caught Xia Ping'er with her brother-in-law.

She struggled for a long time about that scandal, not knowing whether she should tell her husband.

Later, she found out more about Xia Ping'er and became even more confused.

Until the Su family was confiscated and exiled, and her husband died on the battlefield. She kept all the things about Xia Ping'er in her heart and never told anyone.

"You are such a sweet-talker, woman. You are good at coaxing rough guys like us. Since ancient times, girls have always loved to be coquettish. Who would like dark-skinned guys?"

"Brother Liu, that's a young girl who has never experienced anything. She doesn't know the fun of it. For a man, the darker his skin, the stronger he is."

A suppressed laugh,

"It's a pity that Ping'er, that dark-skinned man, died early."

"You never tell the truth. Your man is General Su Si. Everyone in the capital knows that General Su Si is a famous red-faced general. What's wrong with him?"

"Don't mention that unlucky dead guy to me. He is not my man. He has never entered my room since he took me in. My dead man is the biological father of my child. When he was alive, he loved us very much. It's a pity that no one will love us anymore. The third branch of the Su family, after all, is not our real family. Think about it, the child is still young, and I am weak. How can I survive to the place of exile?"

"Oh, please don't cry. My dear, you are crying and it breaks my heart. My dear Ping'er, don't be afraid. From now on, just follow me. With me here, I will make sure you and your daughter are safe and sound. No one will dare to bully you."

"But, Brother Liu, you are an official, and we are prisoners. When we are exiled, we will have to separate. Why do you bother to disturb my heart when you know it will be a bitter outcome?"

Xia Ping'er? That official Liu Laoer?

Fang Juexia's heart was beating in his throat.

She unexpectedly ran into Xia Ping'er and Liu Laoer together.

No, if she was found by these two people, with Xia Ping'er's viciousness and in such a dark night, Liu Guancha would definitely kill her. It wouldn't matter if she died, but her son would not be able to survive.

Fang Juexia quietly moved back.

A big hand suddenly reached out from behind and covered her mouth, and the other hand hugged her waist and dragged her back.

She struggled and one of her shoes scraped against the bushes, and she was dragged deeper into the bushes.