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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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Chapter 13: Jiang Wu leaned forward slightly, trembling as he tilted his ear closer to the faintly moving lips... Jiang Wu’s question was well put, but Chu Xiulan truly couldn’t answer it. "Maybe we should feed her a bit less? Don’t want to overfill her," Chu Xiulan said, bending down to press lightly on the stomach of the person lying on the wooden board. She hesitated, "It seems a little swollen..." Before she finished, a loud rumbling interrupted her. Du Yinsui was…
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Chapter 11: “Please unfasten my clothes, immediately!” Inside the kitchen, a neatly stacked pile of firewood against the wall made the old door waiting to be chopped nearby stand out. The red paint on the door was chipped and peeling, and the metal ring was rusted, but it was a solid plank of wood, just about the right size for the wooden cart. Jiang Wu felt a surge of joy and quickly lifted the door without waiting for the young guard to say more. Wu Li, who meant to help, slowly pulled back his…
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Chapter 9: In the quiet night, a soul lamented within the husk of a body, unknown to the world. This group of exiles totaled thirty-nine, with Kong Fangqiu’s family of nineteen accounting for nearly half. The room next to Jiang Wu’s held half the Kong family, led by Kong Fangqiu. Like the adjacent quarters for lowly travelers and convicts, their space contained only worn straw, though with fewer miscellaneous things than next door. Yet with more occupants, it felt no less cramped. The donkey carts…
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Chapter 10: Jiang Wu wasn't aware that the person he was concerned about was currently having her clothes... lifted by someone. Former Crown Prince’s mentor Qin Chongli, though having young grandchildren, would turn sixty by year's end—reaching the age of understanding truth from falsehood. After two arduous days of exile and staying up the previous night at Taoyuan Post Station, Qin Chongli slept deeply at Sanqiao Post Station. Despite repeated mental warnings before sleep, he still couldn't rise…
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Chapter 7: Her sense of smell didn't abandon her... What meat? Was it the braised meat from outside? Du Yinsui's craving soul perked up. The earlier porridge was tasty, but the smell of braised meat drifting in from outside was even better. Even with only an ordinary person's sense of smell, Du Yinsui could recognize the long-lost scent of real pork! After seven years in the apocalypse, she was truly tired of cheap, bitter survival soups and artificially bred white-skinned pigs that stank a hundred…
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Chapter 8: The small, long-cooled cake suddenly felt burning to the touch. An intense gaze came from the corner. Wu Li hesitated briefly. Before anyone spoke, he shook his head. "Tan said there's no doctor. Deposed Crown Prince, instead of fussing, you'd better rest and plan how to lead everyone tomorrow. Today we made an exception to bring you by carriage to save lives. The supplies shifted from our carriage can't stay on Master Xu's carriage forever. Tan said you can't use our carriage…
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Chapter 6: "Yes, it's the gurgling illness, so no touching is allowed." Du Yinsui: ? Du Yinsui: ?? Du Yinsui: ??? These people walked in, asked one question about the person's condition, got a reply, and then went silent. Really, it was so quiet; not only did no one speak, but even their breathing grew fainter, leaving only the soft rustling of the broom on the straw. What was going on with them all? How come with more people in the room, it was quieter than when just the two of us were…
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Chapter 4: Unconscious, Yet Eating. A single growl startled, two made it awkward, but the endless rumbling effectively freed Jiang Wu from his unnecessary worries and self-restraint. When Aunt Tian got that girl's thanks, she bolted from the room like receiving a royal pardon. That night, Sanqiao Post Station hosted a large crowd—one official, ten guards, nearly forty prisoners, plus the station's own crew. Mountains of food awaited Aunt Tian's hands. By the stove, a pale-yellow dough blob slumped on…
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Chapter 5: Be Good to Her If She’s Good, Be Bad If She’s Bad! Ma Qiaosheng had worked at Sanqiao Post Station most of his life, starting as a lowly guard and climbing to station chief. But a poor post stayed poor. Year after year, he’d watch southern peach orchards and northern sweet springs feast on meat and broth while he nibbled pickled vegetables. That changed over ten years ago when his distant cousin Tan Wang from the Capital took charge of exiling prisoners to Linzhou. Only then did Ma…
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