Jiang Xinyan didn't notice the difference between men at all, and she was still talking.

"Mother is so smart, I got on the soft sedan chair of the lewd third uncle before, which made me so worried! She's good, she sat in a soft sedan chair for half a day for nothing, haha..."

Chu Lixuan patted her back dotingly, "Don't laugh, let's take a sip of porridge." ”

The couple drank porridge happily and looked at each other and smiled from time to time.

Jin Niang saw that her youngest son didn't want her porridge, and she didn't feel good in her heart.

However, she is a woman who has been strong for most of her life, and she will not explain.

In this way, the exile team went forward for ten days without incident.

Two meals a day, one full meal at noon, and one half-full meal at night,

In the past ten days, Song Qinan starved to death, and the four concubines of Lezha Jie were also hanged.

The few concubines of the obscene third uncle are also not left.

The three obscene uncles spent the past ten days in despair and panic.

Every time he died of a concubine, he would tremble once, because the next time, he would have one less to eat.

Chu Lixuan didn't stop him from robbing the concubines of food, which made him desperate again and again.

His little wife can say that there is no most desperate in the world, only more desperate.

The officials also starved to death or had their heads cut off by the brocade guards, and there were more than fifty in total.

Some of the exiles were older, and they couldn't stand the sun exposure and died of exhaustion.

There are also dozens of outcasts with many hearts, and the team of hundreds of people is now only more than two hundred and thirty people.

Among them, there were nearly 100 officers, and there were almost no casualties after that.

Among these people, the most shocked person was Zhao Yu.

No one but him knew that the food in that carriage would never be finished.

At the end of the day, the meat buns or steamed buns are all eaten, and the rest is an empty steamer.

The next morning, when I saw it, it was full of meat buns, and it was still steaming warm.

The water in the cart could never be drunk, and he stared at it for a few nights, and there was no water left when it was dark tomorrow.

The next morning, the barrel and the large iron pot were full of water.

The leader of the official mission always said to him in admiration: "Lord Zhao, why are you so early in the morning!" You've worked so hard, wake us up tomorrow and go fetch water together. ”

"It's too far, you don't have any light work, you can't do it." Zhao Yu could only prevaricate in the past.

He himself wanted to see where the water was!

Zhao Yu was puzzled, but he knew that all this was done by the master.

It was indeed made by Chu Lixuan, but the water he gave was not the spiritual spring water in the space.

Their space has a teleportation function, and when he waits for his little wife to fall asleep, he will meditate and go to a place with a water source.

Then he appeared next to the water source, and with his noble hand, he lifted the bucket in the cart! Pot!

Fill it all up with water and put it in the car.

Therefore, it is useless for Zhao Yu to stare at it every day, it is just an instantaneous thing.

Even Jiang Xinyan thought it was the spiritual spring water in the space!

She was still wondering, these people drink spiritual spring water every day, why there is no change!

Chu Lixuan would always tell her doting that people who may not have fate will drink ordinary water.

This explanation is a bit far-fetched, but Jiang Xinyan can only believe it.

It is indeed the case, they drank it to no effect at all.

The people who fled along the road were all ragged and unkempt, and they were so hungry that their muscles were yellow and thin.

Chu Lixuan still said the same thing, gave them a bucket of water, and told them to see them in Youzhou Muddy Town.