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Chapter 22: "Jiang Wu, are you so tired from pushing the cart that you want to leave me a widow?" The group rejoined the others. After the guards finished roll call, they hurried the prisoners who'd enjoyed extended fresh air back on the road. They'd pushed the cart the day before yesterday, again yesterday, and now today too... Pushing the same cart carrying the same people, yet whether its passenger was conscious made all the difference. Jiang Wu gripped the cart handles, steadily advancing…-
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Chapter 21: "Du girl, please don't... eat the clothes..." Who has a pig! Chu Xiulan's whisper struck Jiang Wu's heart like thunder. His first reaction was to turn toward Du Yinsui. Yet... Du Yinsui was whispering with others, completely unaware of their situation. Thankfully... Jiang Wu breathed out in relief, though feeling inexplicably empty. Some hearts were troubled, others were clever. Du Yinsui whispered for a while, then enthusiastically waved off Qin Chongli as he walked away…
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Chapter 20: "You don't need a suanni; now you have a pig." The Li family had bought ten days of provisions at Sanqiao Post Station, but now they only went to the guards to get hot water for each meal. Li Dayong, thoroughly frustrated after his encounter at the cart, returned to his spot and squatted silently. Nearby, Li Xiaojuan sat by a tree, her eyes red with anger, occasionally stomping the dirt beneath her feet in frustration. What seemed straightforward had spiraled into chaos... Sun…
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Chapter 18: "What, were they hiring ancestors instead of workers back then?" "These past few days... it wasn't possible. I traded five evenings' meals for the wooden cart, so now there's only breakfast. Du girl's food is her own and can't be given to you." Jiang Wu wasn't accustomed to refusing, but he managed to explain clearly. Had he been alone, he could have spared some bread for Sun Granny. But things were different now. Behind him lay Du Yinsui—injured yet hoarding moldy mung…
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Chapter 19: Even if they deceived and coaxed me, it still sounded... truly good. Unlike Li Xiaojuan who had been prouder than a peacock when begging for cakes, or Sun Xinang who had shed tears while offering one, the hatred on Li Dayong’s face held no pretense. "There are only three in your family. Couldn’t you have come together? It’s tiresome repeating myself thrice." Compared to the previous two, Du Yinsui actually preferred handling someone like Li Dayong. "Your sister ran off…
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Chapter 17: Someone Wants Her Food! Such Audacity! Taking advantage of the guards organizing a group for a restroom break, Chu Xiulan discreetly left with her family. Jiang Wu softly called Du Yinsui's name twice, but there was no response. He dared only to glance around the cart without even daring to roll up his pant legs, quietly waiting for the Qin family to return and take over the watch. But was Du Yinsui unconscious or just asleep? Jiang Wu leaned closer, carefully reached out a finger, and…
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Chapter 15: His right hand lifted the hem of the prison uniform and began rummaging around... She had been lying there perfectly fine moments ago. Yet the instant Jiang Wu propped Du Yinsui up, before she'd even sipped water, she burned with fever? Jiang Wu pressed the back of his hand to Du Yinsui's forehead. Seeing her flushed face, he fell silent. Not only was Jiang Wu taken aback, even Du Yinsui herself found it... abruptly strange. Last night’s pain had lessened compared to that night at Sanqiao…
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Chapter 16: That Wasn't a Pig Demon, It Was Still Du Girl. On the fifth dawn of exile, Chu Xiulan was dragged from sleep by the fierce ache in her limbs. Her six-year-old boy still weighed heavy... Carrying the weakened child most of the day before had pushed her to the brink. Only the Wei family girl’s pills had saved her—yesterday’s endless climbs would’ve ended her had she carried him further. Every muscle screamed. Her head throbbed, limbs crushed as if beneath boulders. After shifting…
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Chapter 14: No matter if it was "undress," "look at my stomach," or "touch me"... they were all better than "eggs." Two nights before their exile, they had stayed at a post station. The prisoners slept in stables and messy rooms, while the guards enjoyed high beds and warm pillows. Out of sight meant no resentment, so peace prevailed. But tonight was different. Tied to trees, prisoners ate bread or loaves with water while watching guards toss vegetables and meat…
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Chapter 12: So, was that why Jiang Wu occasionally touched her thigh in the afternoon? The convoy consisted of ten guards, each accompanying one of the two carts carrying supplies, and another with Master Xu's carriage, leaving seven to supervise thirty-nine prisoners. Excluding Tan Wang, who occasionally adjusted his pace to patrol, the remaining six guards each oversaw six to seven prisoners. As the group reached a sloped area, Tan Wang slowed his steps, standing at a slightly elevated spot to quickly…
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