At this moment, Zhao Dong scurried over to the outside of the carriage, his attitude extremely respectful, as if he were treating Sheng Lingwei as his future mistress.
“Princess, everything is ready and we can depart at any time.”
Sheng Lingwei nodded. "Yes, let's set off now. I will lead the way, and you can lead the others behind."
"Yes, Princess."
The next second, Chuanwu drove the carriage forward slowly, with Chuanqiong following closely behind, followed by Jing Qingwen. Although he was injured, his hand was fine, so he was assigned to drive the carriage.
After the three carriages left, Zhao Dong's expression immediately turned serious, and he shouted loudly to the exiled prisoners: "Everyone, set off immediately, and don't fall behind."
Before he could finish speaking, everyone had already started walking quickly, keeping up with the carriage, afraid of falling behind.
They're not fools. The place of exile is Yucheng County, which has now become Princess Changle's fiefdom.
If not now, when?
In addition, when I woke up this morning, I noticed that there were fewer exiled prisoners and soldiers who liked to beat people. Without a doubt, the princess must have dealt with these people.
They weren't good people anyway, they deserved to die!
The princess was very understanding and even loosened their shackles and handcuffs. They were so grateful that they wouldn't be foolish enough to do anything to anger her.
Jing Qingyun: "..." Okay, what he did is the same as what Weiwei did. He is the only man behind Weiwei!
Zhao Dong watched helplessly as the main force moved quickly, his lips twitching a few times. It seemed that he, as the leader, was dispensable.
Jing Qingyun's lips curled up, and she looked at Zhao Dong with a mischievous expression, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and catch up with the group."
After saying that, he rode his horse forward quickly, leaving Zhao Dong covered in dust.
Zhao Dong: "..." There's something I'm not sure if I should say?
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Time flew by, and the convoy had been traveling for three days.
It's still April, but the weather is getting hotter and hotter than in June or July of previous years. The midday sun, in particular, feels like it can melt you.
Some people with weak constitutions began to show symptoms of heatstroke, and the officers and soldiers were at a loss. Fortunately, there was Bletilla striata, a master of treating poisons, in the team.
After receiving Sheng Lingwei's orders, she would take the exiled prisoners to the roadside to collect herbs during their free time, whether they were useful or not.
The princess said the more the merrier.
Who knows what we'll encounter along the way? It's always better to have more medicinal herbs than none at all.
Then, they took the doctors and apprentices in the exile group who knew medicine and brewed herbal soups to relieve the summer heat and processed medicinal herbs.
Others also used their own specialties; some led people to weave straw sandals and hats, some led people to weave raincoats, and some led people to dig for wild vegetables...
Most of the exiled prisoners in the group were pampered people, and they couldn't have done these things at first, but after Sheng Lingwei's "gentle guidance".
They all became extremely obedient, like tamed wild beasts; if you told them to go east, they would never dare to go west.
Sheng Lingwei felt a great sense of accomplishment about this. Look how deeply her villainous role had resonated with people and how terrifying it was!
However, there were a few young girls who were in love at first sight. They were afraid of Sheng Lingwei, but at the same time, they coveted Jing Qingyun.
This man was the husband they had always dreamed of, and even though he was now down on his luck, their love for him had never changed.
Therefore, Sheng Lingwei didn't feel anything special about the occasional attempts to curry favor with Jing Qingyun, but her beautiful eyes sparkled with gossip.
"Your Highness, this is a heat-relieving soup I specially prepared for you. I hope Your Highness will do me the honor of accepting it."
The girl who spoke was sixteen years old and named Fang Xiuer. Her father was named Fang Ren'an, who was a royal physician before he was exiled.
"Tch, Fang Xiuer, do you have any shame? This is clearly a heat-relieving soup brewed by Baiji Girl. You didn't even touch the spoon. How dare you take credit for her work?"
Luo Xingyuan looked at Fang Xiuer with disdain. Her eyebrows and eyes had a touch of heroism, giving people a sense of the heroic spirit of a woman from the martial arts world.
Xie Lianrong covered her mouth and chuckled, then chimed in, "That's right, that's right. Fang Xiuer, I advise you to have some self-respect and not be like your father, secretly drugging others."
The meaning behind her words was clear: she was warning her not to use the guise of herbal medicine to give Jing Qingyun any special drugs, as that would be a despicable tactic.
It's completely beneath us.
Fang Xiuer's face flushed instantly, both angry and ashamed. She gritted her teeth and glared angrily at Xie Lianrong.
“Shut up! My father is innocent. He has been a doctor for over ten years and has always followed the rules. He has never done anything to harm others or himself. I will not allow you to talk about my father like that.”
Furthermore, although I, Fang Xiuer, admire Prince Jing, I would never resort to such despicable means to deal with him. Xie Lianrong, please watch your words, or don't blame me for tearing your mouth apart.
Xie Lianrong's eyes flickered slightly, she pursed her lips, and proudly puffed out her chest.
"Ha, a large part of the people in our exile group were wronged, as if only your father was wronged."
“You…” Fang Xiuer’s eyes reddened, and large tears rolled down her cheeks. In terms of eloquence, she was indeed no match for Xie Lianrong.
Luo Xingyuan frowned and said coldly, "Alright, all of you, shut up. I hate crying and cursing the most. Either you fight it out or you shut up."
Fang Xiuer felt even more aggrieved, but she didn't dare to talk back to Luo Xingyuan, that tomboy.
Because her father was the chief instructor of the Imperial Guards, although she wasn't as skilled in martial arts as her father, she was still considered a well-known daughter of a military general in the capital.
Xie Lianrong pouted. She wasn't afraid of Luo Xingyuan, since her family was related to Prince Jing.
Liang Luoxingyuan didn't dare to offend her easily, but she was afraid that this woman would beat people up regardless of the occasion, and she was a person who cared a lot about her reputation.
We absolutely cannot let this woman seize the opportunity to beat her up in front of Prince Jing; otherwise, she will lose all face and dignity.
They would never dare to fawn over Prince Jing again.
Seeing that the two obediently shut their mouths, Luo Xingyuan nodded in satisfaction.
Then, she smiled at Jing Qingyun, her whole demeanor instantly becoming affected and shy, her words sounding like she was holding a thousand ducks between her legs.
"Your Highness~~~~ My daughter has learned a martial arts technique from my father. Could you please give her some pointers? I beg you~~ Your Highness~~"
vomit……
Fang Xiuer and Xie Lianrong both shivered, goosebumps rising all over their bodies, and their gazes toward Luo Xingyuan were indescribable.
Please, can you be normal for once?
If you can't use the consonant sounds, don't try to learn them. You end up with a weird, incoherent sound that's creepy and doesn't sound like a vengeful ghost.
"Hahahahaha..."
Sheng Lingwei was lounging on a deck chair under a big tree when she saw this. Suddenly, she sat up straight, clutched her stomach, and burst into loud laughter.
Tsk tsk, no wonder he's her good brother, whether in the past life or this world, he can still flirt with women everywhere!
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