Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 77 How much money is burned?

Under the supervision of the official, everyone continued on their way.

Over in the main room, the concubine Zheng Meiyu was already covered in filth. She had been beaten by Wang An'an, whipped by an official, and later kicked by her husband Yan Ce. She had new injuries plus old ones, and her body was already severely exhausted.

She barely held on to her dilapidated body and limped along.

Grandmother Luo Si had injured her legs and feet during a mudslide and was still having difficulty walking. She was supported by her aunt Tang Si.

Lin Mengan, who was slender and frail, turned out to be the main force behind Dafang's team.

Because Yan Congrui was frightened, his cousin Yan Ce arranged for his sister-in-law Lin Mengan to be carried on his back.

Second cousin Yan Ming knelt in the sun and was not able to get up until the official called to hurry up.

He was dizzy, feeling like he was stepping on cotton with every step he took, and he looked like he might faint at any moment.

Yan Congxin no longer wanted to walk. She couldn't eat or sleep well every day, and she had to walk so much that she had several blisters on her feet.

She resists such a life.

But no one could carry her.

She used to have Wang An'an on her back, but now Wang An'an doesn't listen to her at all, and she doesn't dare to blatantly cause trouble. She is afraid of being whipped, so she can only bear the pain and move forward.

First cousin Yan Ce, third cousin Yan Yan, and uncle Yan Yan walked together, exchanged a few words briefly, and then separated as if nothing had happened.

Yan Yi lay on Su Mo and whispered: "Madam, please pay attention to my uncle, first cousin and third cousin. The three of them haven't been moving, and I always feel uneasy."

"It should be soon." Su Mo analyzed.

"Heroes see the same thing, so it's always good to keep a close eye."

Su Mo thought for a while and asked Yan Yi: "Kuan'er is pretending to be stupid, you know that right?"

Although Yan Congkuan has begun to change himself little by little, he has never disclosed that he was pretending to be stupid, but Su Mo felt that this could not be hidden from Yan Yi.

Yan Yi was silent for a moment and then responded: "Yeah, I know."

"When did you know?"

"About the same time as you."

"Have you never noticed anything unusual before?"

"I've noticed it before, but I didn't take it seriously. You know, he's from the main house."

Su Mo didn't know the specific hatred between Yan Yi and Dafang, but what he saw along the way was enough to explain the problem. Even when Yan Yi had a fever, Dafang was indifferent and even wanted Zhang Guilan to give up Yan Yi.

Therefore, Yan Congkuan is from Dafang's side, so no matter what Yan Congkuan's life is, Yan Yi has no reason to help. Besides, Yan Congkuan has such a father, and it is impossible to instigate rebellion.

If it were Su Mo, Su Mo felt that he would also have the mentality of watching a show.

Su Mo thought for a moment, then tentatively said, "Then do you think the second cousin's sister-in-law is also faking it, or maybe she was drugged?"

Otherwise, this would be too coincidental. Just as the second cousin-in-law became mute, Yan Congkuan became mentally retarded.

Is there really such a coincidence?

Although the second cousin-in-law Wang Feng didn't show anything wrong along the way, no matter what happened, even during the mudslide, she never said a word.

But Su Mo just had the illusion that she could talk.

"possible."

Su Mo smiled lightly: "It seems that we both want to get together."

Just as Yan Yi was about to speak, his breath gently brushed against Su Mo's neck, making Su Mo blush immediately. "Lean over there." Su Mo shrugged his right shoulder.

"What?" Yan Yi didn't react.

Su Mo simply bent her legs and bounced upwards, and Yan Yi moved to the side: "My aunt told you to lean to the side."

Yan Yi, a monk two feet tall, was confused. He was so good, why did he lean to one side?
What's the difference?
Besides, he was sick and he couldn't move it himself.

Su Mo only felt her body felt a little hot for no reason, which made her feel a little irritable.

However, Yan Yi moved his body behind him again, and Su Mo said angrily: "Don't move around."

Yan Yi immediately stopped and lay obediently on Su Mo's body and stopped moving.

This woman is too difficult to deal with. Sometimes she lets him move, and sometimes she doesn't. Does he move or not?

But it doesn't matter. Who said he was sick? He might as well take a nap.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Wang Simiao from the Wang family's exile team swayed his soft waistline, and Pinpin Tingting walked towards Yan Yi.

When she walked, she tried to control her steps and posture, and even her smile was just right, looking like a delicate flower.

But unfortunately, Yan Yi just closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap, so none of this was seen.

"Young Master, you must be exhausted along the way. I am Wang Simiao, the youngest daughter of the Wang family. I brought some water for you to drink." When he came to Yan Yi, Wang Simiao shyly handed over the water bag.

She just saw Yan Yi and Su Mo biting their ears. How could an ugly and dark fat guy like Su Mo deserve to look like a god like Yan Yi?

As long as she, Wang Simiao, takes action, let alone Yan Yi, even the current prince will have to kneel under her pomegranate skirt.

Thinking in his heart, his face became more cowardly.

Su Mo shrugged and said nothing.

Although she was Yan Yi's nominal wife, she never regarded Yan Yi as her husband. She just wanted to make peace with him after Yan Yi's injury was cured.

When she arrives at the place of exile smoothly, with her space, trading system and the knowledge in her head, won't she be able to prosper casually?
As for Yan Yi, it's time for men to get married and women to get married. If someone pursues him, he can just watch the show.

But just Wang Simiao...

Su Mo pouted, this Huangshan Maofeng (top-quality green tea) is not a good match.

Yan Yi was woken up by Wang Simiao and slowly opened his eyes, wondering: "Do we know each other?"

Wang Simiao stared at Yan Yi's eyes, his heart was beating fast, and his face gradually became crimson.

Yan Yi's eyes were like a bottomless pool, holding Wang Simiao's gaze firmly.

Her face turned red, and her voice sounded even more tender: "The young master and the little girl don't know each other, but the little girl has admired the young master for a long time, and specially came to deliver the water bag to the young master, hoping that the young master would accept it."

Wang Simiao held up the water bag with both hands and looked at Yan Yi with shy and timid eyes. It seemed that with a pinch, the tender peach blossom juice would drip out of his face.

Before Yan Yi could say anything, Zhang Guilan, who was walking aside, rolled his eyes first.

Under Su Mo's surprised gaze, Zhang Guilan spoke: "You and my son don't even know each other, so you came here to deliver water bags. Why, your family has a lot of money? Did you burn it?"

When Su Mo saw this, he almost laughed out loud.

Although she planned to make peace with Yan Yi, Zhang Guilan was really kind to her along the way.

Wang Simiao obviously didn't expect Zhang Guilan to speak, and he didn't expect Zhang Guilan to speak so rudely, and his eyes immediately became misty.

"Come on, don't do this with me. I'll just tell you the truth. Why are you crying? Why, do you know my Yi'er?"

(End of this chapter)