Picking Up a Refugee Husband on the Road to Exile

She was the third young lady of the Ningguo household. Half a month ago, her father had been jailed for embezzlement. Every man in the Gu family had been beheaded, and the women exiled three thousand li to the northwest frontier, where they were to be forced into prostitution for the army.

Seven or eight women were crammed into the prison cart, including her eldest and second sisters, as well as two of her father's concubines. Her eldest sister had gone mad. Ever since the day of the executions, she had been repeating her child's name, uttering only three words over and over: "My child." Her second sister was more composed. She held Shen Yuan's hand the whole way, warming it with her own body heat.