The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

As soon as they walked out of the city gate, the prisoners stopped, looked back, and burst into tears.

This time in exile, I don’t know when I will be able to return to my hometown.

For many exiles, this separation lasts a lifetime. Their final outcome is nothing more than death in the place of exile or on the road to exile.

Mrs. Feng has lived with Feng Huaijin in the border area for a long time, but she has no nostalgia for the prosperity of the capital. The only one worthy of nostalgia is the Qin family, the family of Feng Jiuyan's maternal grandfather.

Mrs. Feng stopped and looked back, remembering that she had not been able to fulfill her filial piety in front of the two elders for a long time. She couldn't help feeling sad, her eyes were red, and she sobbed softly.

Feng Jiuyan comforted her in a soft voice, "Mom, don't worry. My uncle will take good care of my grandparents. We work hard to live a good life, and one day we will definitely be able to return to Beijing to see our grandparents again!"

After hearing Feng Jiuyan's words, Meng Liang rode on a tall horse, pointed at Feng Jiuyan with a whip in his hand, and said coldly, "Oh, what are you still doing in your Spring and Autumn Dream! Returning to Beijing? I advise Miss Feng not to do it in vain." Daydreaming is good.

Just now, Miss Feng has hindered the team's schedule, and I haven't settled the score with you yet! "

After saying that, the whip came over hard.

Feng Jiuyan dragged his mother, Mrs. Feng, and Feng Jiuli to the side to dodge, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure on the side.

The fox's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingertips moved slightly, and the small pebble held between his index finger and middle finger was aimed at the whip.

Meng Liang felt as if a black shadow was spinning at high speed, and the whip in his hand deviated from the angle and fell heavily on the person next to him.

"Crack!" The crisp sound of the whip sounded.

"Ouch!"

Feng Zirou's pig-killing voice rang through the sky, and she was whipped and fell to the ground, and a dog came to chew the shit.

There was a heartbreaking pain on her back, which made her gasp, and big tears kept falling. "Uuuuuu——"

Why did this whip fall on her? Shouldn't it be on that bitch?

She clearly saw that Meng Liang wanted to beat the bitch! ! !

Besides, who did she provoke?

She just saw Feng Jiuyan's family of three being made difficult by the escort leader Meng Liang, so she wanted to come over and watch the fun.

By the way, I will find another opportunity to humiliate them viciously.

But before she could do anything, she was whipped.

She was really angry!

When the third lady saw her daughter eating, she immediately rushed forward.

I saw that the clothes on my daughter's back were torn by the whip. There was a red and swollen whip mark where the whip struck, and there was blood oozing out.

"Uuuuuuuuah, my poor daughter!" After saying that, she raised her head and glared at Feng Jiuyan.

Meng Liang was the leader of the official mission, so she didn't dare to scold him.

But, Feng Jiuyan, she won't be afraid of her!

"You bitch, you are so cruel. She is your sister, how could you harm her like this?"

Feng Jiuyan raised her lips and smiled faintly, "Oh, how can aunt blame me? It's not the sister I beat. Are you saying that Meng Guanchi did something wrong?"

He glanced at Meng Liang, who was sitting on a tall horse next to him, and saw that his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He was already angry because he failed to hit Feng Jiuyan.

At this moment, when he heard the third lady criticizing him with insinuations, his anger went straight to his throat.

Meng Liang said coldly, "You are just prisoners, let alone a whipping, even if you are beaten half to death, you will be punished."

The third lady was secretly frightened, fearing that Meng Liang would really beat them half to death. She hunched her shoulders and hesitated, "I, I... I didn't mean that!"

Lowering his eyes, he helped Feng Zirou who was lying on the ground, not daring to say anything more.

"Not the best!" Meng Liang turned to look at Feng Jiuyan, "Oh, I'll let you go this time. If there is a next time, don't blame me for being rude!"

The journey to exile is long and the days ahead are long, so there is no rush.

"Hurry up and be careful with the whip!" He held the horse's belly and urged the horse to move forward.

Feng Jiuyan laughed secretly, wondering who was being rude to whom.

He supported Mrs. Feng, dragged Feng Jiuli, and continued to move forward.

The second lady, who saw all this, was secretly shocked. How come she didn't know that Feng Jiuyan had such ability before? Just two or three sentences to push her brainless younger sibling to the edge of a knife?

It seems that you have to be wary of her at all times.

About a quarter of an hour later, I looked around and could vaguely see the pavilion in front of me.

The prisoners were energetic and walked forward quickly.

At this time, there were already many relatives of the prisoners waiting in the pavilion.

When they saw their relatives, the prisoners rushed forward and either cried softly or hugged the relatives who came to see them off.

At this moment, a male voice sounded, "Little sister! Ayan! Ali!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Feng Jiuyan's family of three followed the sound.

"elder brother!"

"Uncle!"

The person who came was Mrs. Feng’s brother, Qin Shuo.

Qin Shuo quickly walked up to Mrs. Feng's family of three and picked up Feng Jiuli, "We haven't seen each other for a few years. Our family is already so big."

Feng Jiuli showed a shy smile, "Uncle."

"Yeah, be good, be good." He reached out and brushed Feng Jiuli's hair, and then touched Feng Jiuyan's hair.

"Uncle, when you see me next time, don't touch my head again. I'm not tall." Feng Jiuyan said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

The atmosphere was a little down, and I wanted to make it cheerful.

Hearing this, Qin Shuo was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Okay, next time we meet again, uncle will definitely not touch our Ayan's head."

Mrs. Feng covered her mouth and chuckled, then cursed with a smile, "You kid."

Qin Shuo put away his smile and said seriously, "Father and mother are waiting for us over there. Hurry over."

Hearing that her parents had come to see her off, Mrs. Feng's eyes turned red again and she ran over.

Run to the carriage.

The crow-green carriage curtain was lifted, revealing two old and kind faces.

They were Feng Jiuyan's grandmother and grandfather, Mrs. Feng's parents.

The two old men got off the carriage, hugged their daughters, and burst into tears.

"Yue'er, Yue'er. Wuwuwu, my Yue'er."

"Father, mother!" Mrs. Feng cried bitterly. “Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Seeing this, Qin Shuo left quietly and went to take care of official duties, hoping that his sister and nephews would feel more comfortable on their way to exile.

At the same time, seven or eight half-year-old boys poured out of another carriage, rushing to Feng Jiuyan and Feng Jiuli and surrounding them.

"Cousin (sister), cousin!"

They were the sons of Feng Jiuyan's two uncles.

The Qin family has been practicing medicine for generations. My maternal ancestor was an official of the fifth rank and was the envoy of the Taiyuan Hospital. Now he has resigned and is taking care of himself at home.

His uncle, Qin Shuo, inherited the mantle. He was a bohemian by nature and did not like many of the rules of the palace. He only opened a medical clinic and became a prestigious doctor in Beijing.

The second uncle, Qin Fang, was a seventh-rank official and an editor of the Hanlin Academy.

The Qin family is prosperous, and both uncles have given birth to three or four sons, but not a single daughter.

Therefore, when the original owner returned to Beijing two years ago, my grandfather's family was very fond of the original owner and treated him very well. The original owner would stay at his grandfather's house from time to time, and his grandfather and uncle would carefully teach the original owner the medical skills.

It just so happened that Feng Jiuyan's medical skills became famous during his exile.