My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 5 Conflict
In the nick of time, Xin Ruoyu rushed forward and hugged Yu Shi, using her back to shield her from the whip.

"Third girl!" The old lady was shocked and instinctively reached out to support the little girl who had collapsed.

"Third sister." Xin Mengxue stared at the bloody whip mark on Xin Ruoyu's back, her face turned pale with fright, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Xie Ninglan opened her mouth, unable to react for a moment.

How could they just suddenly decide to fire someone? Damn feudal dynasty, it truly is a hellish place where there's nowhere to seek justice.

"Mother!" Third Master Xin Wen'an shouted anxiously, his face flushed red, and hurriedly turned around, dragging his shackles.

Xin Wenyuan was also worried that something might have happened to his wife and daughter, so he hurriedly followed.

In an instant, everyone from the Xin family gathered around, creating an invisible pressure.

The guards immediately became alert, lashing out with their whips several times, shouting angrily, "What are you all doing? You're trying to start a rebellion before you've even left the capital?"

"What, do you think you're royalty, masters, mistresses, or young ladies?" The guard with a full beard taunted him relentlessly, his hands clasped together.

"Let me tell you, once you're on the road, you're all convicts! You all have to obey and follow the rules!"

Xin Ruoyu's face was pale as she gritted her teeth and endured the pain, "No, it's alright, Grandmother."

The old lady's eyes reddened with heartache. She cupped her hands to the bearded escort and said, "My lord, please calm down. This old woman will do her best to keep up and will not dare to slow down the procession."

The bearded man persisted, "You old hag, remember what you said, or this whip of mine won't discriminate!"

As he spoke, he raised the whip in his hand and cracked it in the air.

However, the cool move lasted only three seconds before the whip inexplicably rebounded and slapped hard across his smug face.

Caught off guard, the blow immediately drew blood from half his face. The man with the beard let out a howl and quickly raised his hand to cover his face.

Fresh blood dripped from between the fingers, creating a chilling effect.

Xie Ninglan glanced at her little girl, who looked innocent and naive.

With her large, clear black and white eyes wide open, her expression mirrored that of everyone around her, showing a look of utter surprise.

"What's going on? What's all this commotion about? Can't we just drive in peace?"

"Liangtou".

"Head Liang." Several constables shrank back when they saw their head constable rushing in angrily.

Liang Guangsheng had a broad, square face, was short and stocky, and when he stood there, he looked like half an iron tower.

Behind him followed an elderly escort, over fifty years old, his face tanned dark by the sun and wind, with a full beard and sideburns.

"Hey, what happened to Mao Huzi? Why is your face covered in blood?" The old escort walked over with a smile, reached out and pushed Mao Huzi, who was covering his face and groaning, and then turned to look at the young escort standing to the side.

"Xiao Jia, you speak."

The young guard scratched the back of his head. "I don't know what happened. Everything was fine just now, but the whip that Brother Mao swung suddenly hit my face."

The old escort made no attempt to hide the schadenfreude in his eyes, and laughed loudly, "You must be seeing things! How could Bearded Hair be so stupid as to not even know how to crack a whip? Ah, hahaha!"

Xiao Jia blushed and retorted, "How could it be Uncle Zhang? Please don't laugh at me. My eyesight is actually quite good."

The old escort raised his hand and patted Xiao Jia's shoulder heavily, then turned to look at Mao Huzi, "Is your face alright?"

The bearded man grinned, gripping the whip. "Do I look like I'm unharmed? It was clearly these women who caused trouble just now..."

"Hey, hey. Xiao Jia just said it himself, you accidentally slapped her, what does it have to do with a woman?" The old escort raised his hand to stop his whip, giving Xie Ning and Lan Xin Nian, mother and daughter, a meaningful look. "Xiao Jia, why don't you help your bearded brother away?" "Alright, alright, since this has nothing to do with you, then set off in peace and don't cause any more trouble." The old escort smiled insincerely and nodded to Yu Shi and the others.

Liang Guanghu left with a sullen face and his hands behind his back.

Xie Ninglan quickly moved closer to her daughter and whispered, "These people don't seem like good people. Are they just going to let us go like this?"

Xin Nian was also somewhat puzzled. She had just used a very weak spatial force to distort space and take the opportunity to teach Mao Huzi a lesson. She never thought that this matter would end well.

But unexpectedly, the old escort came to the rescue.

Xin Nian was completely baffled and tried to comfort her mother:

“Even in ancient times, there were rules to follow when escorting exiled prisoners. We haven’t even left the capital yet. If they mistreat us and cause a large number of unnatural deaths among the prisoners, these escorts will probably be in deep trouble.”

"That's true." Xie Ninglan nodded.

As they were talking, Granny Lu ran up carrying a little girl on her back, her face full of anxiety. "Madam, are you alright?"

Looking at her old sisters' weathered faces, Yu felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. "It's alright, but my Ruoyu suffered a beating."

"How about this old servant carries the Third Miss for a while?"

"No need, Granny still has to take care of my sister-in-law's two children, I'm fine." Xin Ruoyu gritted her teeth and waved her hand, large beads of sweat dripping down her face.

Five-year-old Xin Man'er lay on the old nanny's back, tilting her head up like a little adult, "Great-grandmother, don't cry."

Madam Yu forced a smile. "Great-grandmother is alright."

She shook hands with Granny Lu and said, "Cuihua, you just need to take good care of Dalang's wife, Erlang's wife, and the two children. We don't need to worry about you."

"But Madam, the Third Miss's back injury can't be delayed..."

"Try applying this wound medicine." Xin Nian pulled out a bottle of hemostatic powder from her package.

Xie Ninglan quickly reached out and took it, saying, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

Xin Ruoyu gritted her teeth and endured the pain of the whip, "Thank you, Fourth Aunt."

Xie Ninglan sighed, "We're all family, there's no need for thanks."

After saying that, he pulled out the stopper and poured about half a bottle of medicine powder onto the whip wound.

The wound should ideally be cleaned before applying medicine, but there's simply no way to do that nowadays.

The group ahead had already started moving, so Xie Ninglan had no choice but to quickly apply ointment to Xin Ruoyu's wounds and tidy up the girl's clothes.

"This hemostatic powder isn't working." Xie Ninglan walked one after the other with her daughter, speaking in a low voice, "I poured out almost half a bottle, and the blood is still gushing out. The little girl is going to suffer a lot."

Xin Nian frowned. "Those medicines smell fine, but they might be slow to take effect. There's nothing we can do about it; that's just how medical conditions were in a feudal dynasty."

"Hopefully we can pick up some useful herbs along the way. My brother's fever hasn't gone down, so we need to think of another way."

The procession moved at a good pace. Despite the heavy shackles and chains they carried, and the constant urging and shouting from the guards, they finally made it to Shilipo, a suburb of Beijing, before noon.

As soon as the guards said to rest on the spot, many of the prisoners collapsed to the ground with a "whoosh," groaning and crying out in agony.

Everyone was like a deflated balloon, lying there, not wanting to move.

(End of this chapter)