Chapter 58 Princess, we servants want to go into exile together.
"Yes, that's me."
Yun Zhaoxue looked at the coachman and immediately recognized him as Zhuiying, who was disguised as a servant.
The carriage curtain was lifted, revealing two maids on board.
They were two unfamiliar faces, their eyes filled with worry as they looked at her, tears welling up in their eyes, almost on the verge of crying.
The princess is suffering. She spends the night in prison wearing coarse linen clothes and is about to be exiled. There is no one to take care of her. She has to do everything herself, from eating and drinking to using the toilet. The princess has never lifted a finger and doesn't know how to cook. She will have to eat cornbread every day from now on. She is also pregnant. What should we do?
Yun Zhaoxue sensed a certain familiarity in their eyes, as if she had seen them somewhere before.
The two men stared at her, their eyes meeting.
Red dates and green branches?
Human skin mask?
It seems that Xiao Xuance has many talented and extraordinary people under his command.
Xiao Xiuning asked, "Who are they? Did your friend send them? Which household are they from? They're men, right?"
She had never seen Yun Zhaoxue get close to any rich girl; it was good enough if she didn't make enemies with them.
Xiao Xuance acknowledged him and gave him a look.
Zhuiying lowered his eyes and said, "Our young lady instructed me to send something to Princess Zhaoxue."
As he spoke, he jumped off the carriage, lifted the curtain to reveal a mountain of bundles inside.
Xiao Xiuning looked at the small bundles on her shoulders and thought they were too shabby compared to these things; they were simply not good enough.
Yun Zhaoxue could tell from her pale face that she was about to die of anger. Let her be angry, it would be best if she died of anger.
Although the original owner and she didn't get along and occasionally bickered, they didn't try to steal her money or kill her, but they repeatedly picked fights with her.
Yun Zhaoxue also deliberately mocked her, saying, "Fourth sister, your friend is too stingy. Knowing that you are in trouble and need a lot of things on your way to exile, he only sent you this little bit. Is he trying to appease a beggar?"
Her two bundles were shriveled up, looking as if they contained nothing.
Everyone in the capital avoids the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion like the plague. No matter how good the relationship, no one dares to send her anything nice. At most, they might send her a few old clothes and steamed buns.
Xiao Xiuning glared and retorted with dissatisfaction, "You're the beggar. They considered that my journey to exile was long and told me to travel light. How are you going to carry all this stuff? Do you want to die of exhaustion on the road?"
At this moment, Zhuiying carried a small cart off the carriage. It had four wheels and was similar to the shopping carts in the supermarket in her previous life.
However, the wheels are quite large, so they won't get stuck on rough roads.
Before ransacking his house, Yun Zhaoxue gave him the blueprints and instructed him to have a small cart made by a blacksmith working overtime. She also gave them a list to buy according to the list.
Pots and pans, a small bag of rice, oil, salt, and changes of clothes, bedding... There wasn't much of anything, but everything was complete.
This makes it easy for her to take things out of the storage space under the cover of the trolley.
"No need to carry it, just push it along."
Just then, Ye Hongying, who had just said goodbye to her relatives, noticed her embarrassment and wanted to help her out. She beckoned to her and said, "Xiuning, come here for a moment. My cousin brought me some things, and there's a share for you."
"Oh, coming right away," Xiao Xiuning replied, then sneered at Yun Zhaoxue, "I have more than just this; others are delivering to me as well."
Yun Zhaoxue scoffed, "Tch!"
"Hmph!" Xiao Xiuning stomped her foot in anger, wanting to retort.
Xiao Xuance gave her a sharp look, and she walked away feeling wronged.
"I'm sorry, Ning'er is too immature. If she offends you, you don't have to put up with it."
Yun Zhaoxue glanced at the man sideways and snorted, "Endure? Why should I endure!"
Xiao Xuance, “…”
Was he implicated by his sister?
Yun Zhaoxue asked Zhuiying and the others, "Have you prepared any wound medicine?"
"have."
Green Branch was meticulous; she had packed all these things herself, putting similar items in one bag. She quickly found the bundle containing wound medicine, opened it, and took out the wound medicine and gauze.
"Princess, here you go."
Yun Zhaoxue picked up the wound medicine and tossed it to Xiao Xuance, saying, "Apply the medicine yourself."
Thank you.
"You're welcome."
After all, the whip marks he sustained were for her.
Zhuiying stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, let me apply the medicine for you."
“The Prince of Zhenbei’s mansion has been stripped of its title and its property confiscated, and the prince has been demoted to a commoner’s name. There is no heir here.”
Zhuiying changed his tune, "Yes, young master."
The two walked to the side of the carriage and the wall.
Applying the medicine was secondary; the most important thing was to convey the message and what to do next.
After the two finished discussing their important matters, Zhuiying took out a purse from his pocket. The purse contained a bag of loose silver and a stack of silver notes, some of which were large sums of one hundred taels, and others were ten taels.
"Your Highness, I will lead men to disguise themselves as a merchant caravan and follow the exiles, ready to serve you at any time."
The package for Yun Zhaoxue was given in advance by her; it contained silver notes and silver coins, but these were prepared separately for Xiao Xuance.
Their heir is a real man; he can't possibly ask his wife for every single tael of silver he spends.
The time it takes for two incense sticks to burn quickly passed.
The escorts beat gongs to gather the exiled procession.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Faced with separation from their loved ones and the uncertainty of their fate, the exiled people clung to their relatives, weeping and begging them to find a way to save them.
"I don't want to be exiled, I don't want to be exiled, I'll die! Please save me, you have to save me, sob sob sob..."
Everyone was immersed in grief, and even the deafening gong pounded by the escorts couldn't pull them back to their senses.
The guards were getting impatient; seeing that some people hadn't yet joined the queue, they continued banging the gong, "Bang bang bang!!!"
"Hurry up, stop dawdling, wipe away your tears. It's too early to cry now; you'll have plenty of time to cry at my grave on the way."
This group of people are all pampered nobles who have never experienced hardship. Some of them probably can't even tell the difference between wheat and rice. It would be good if half of them survived when they were exiled.
Especially those old guys.
Surely every family has someone who has died, so there must be people crying at the graves.
"Let's go! Let's go!"
I saw that there were still people and friends over there, hugging each other tightly.
The escort officer cursed impatiently, "I told you to come and line up, what are you still holding on for? If you're so reluctant to part with me, why don't you come and be exiled with me?"
Red dates and green branches embraced Yun Zhaoxue, unwilling to let go.
Hongzao wasn't afraid when she heard about exile. Her dark eyes lit up, and she asked expectantly, "Princess, we servants also want to go into exile with you, is that alright?"
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