A Party on the Road to Exile? You've Got to Be Kidding!

[Exile + spatial storage + miracle doctor + emptying the storerooms + satisfying read] Special forces military doctor He Zhir an transmigrates into a book, and from the start she finds herself in the middle of a family confiscation and exile? Her husband’s family has served the empire with unwavering loyalty, yet they’re accused of treason, and the whole clan is being sent northwest to starve? He Zhir an sneers. “You want to confiscate our property? Not a chance!” Armed with a medical spatial realm, she empties the general’s manor overnight, right down to the floor tiles, leaving nothing for the wicked emperor! Still not satisfying enough? She sneaks into the palace and clears out the state treasury, the imperial coffers, and even the imperial kitchens, leaving the old emperor weeping on the toilet! A miserable journey into exile? Not a chance! While others chew tree bark, she treats her whole family to hot pot. While others struggle to survive, she throws a party along the way! Beer, barbecue, crayfish, fine silks, and a big soft bed: the officers escorting them are left drooling with envy. Her once aloof husband, the God of War Mo Jiuy e, stares at the cart piled high with supplies and falls into deep thought. “Dear, are we going into exile or on vacation?”