The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

By the time King Chen learned the news, it was too late. He stood on a high ground in the capital, furious, overlooking the several cities he had occupied.

The gloomy sky hung low like lead, making it hard to breathe. The spring breeze whistled past, bringing waves of biting cold.

On the streets of the city, the newly grown green leaves on the branches fluttered in the wind, as if singing a sad song for this desolate land.

King Chen's mood was like the weather, heavy and gloomy, although they successfully captured the surrounding cities.

But because he had no food left, the people fled overnight to escape the impending famine and fear.

The once bustling streets are now deserted, with only a few lonely bird calls echoing in the quiet air, making it seem particularly desolate.

King Chen's men gathered around him, their faces filled with anxiety and doubt.

They all lowered their heads and remained silent, as if they didn't even dare to report this desperate news.

Their gazes wandered, as if they were avoiding King Chen's angry eyes.

"Why didn't you come and report to me earlier?" King Chen's voice exploded like thunder, breaking the silence around him and shaking everyone's hearts.

The sword in his hand flashed coldly in the dim light, as if hinting at the coming of a storm.

A young lieutenant stepped forward tremblingly, his face as pale as paper and his voice so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Your Majesty, if the people in the city don't flee, they will starve to death. Reporting earlier will only result in more bodies."

"Bullshit." King Chen couldn't help but swear. A nameless anger suddenly surged in his heart. The scene before him was beyond his ability to accept.

He used to hate the noisy street vendors the most, but now those scenes that he once hated are what he longs for the most.

Anger and loss intertwined together, King Chen's hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and veins bulged on his fingers.

"Have you sent anyone to hunt down those fleeing civilians?" King Chen's voice was firm.

"No." He had already said that if they were trapped in the city, they would starve to death. How could the deputy general dare to say such a thing?

He lowered his head, as if oppressed by an invisible burden. "There is no food in the city. Everyone is afraid and has no choice but to flee."

King Chen closed his eyes, feeling unwilling. He once thought that as long as he occupied these cities, he would be able to control everything.

However, the reality is so cruel, the city and alleys are empty, with only the sound of the wind echoing in his ears, as if mocking his incompetence and mistakes.

"Send men to guard the city for me, and don't go looking for those fleeing people.

We will lead our army to attack the palace. As long as I am crowned the king, I will not worry about whether there are people in the city."

King Chen's voice sounded again, carrying an irresistible command.

"I obey your command." The deputy general said and ran away without looking back, fearing that King Chen would ask him something again.

But he knew in his heart that without enough food, it would be impossible to appease the people.

It would be impossible to stabilize King Chen’s rule. The empty cities before us are the best example.

Mo Lengzhou didn't know that someone was eyeing his territory, and even if he knew, he wouldn't be afraid.

After all, he dared to go out of his way to help the refugees rebuild their homes, so he was not afraid of being picked on by the royal family.

In the cities under his jurisdiction, all the people were busy planting crops.

After this drought, the people no longer thought about anything else but growing crops and being lucky to have enough food to eat.

Mo Lengzhou finally found two chickens in a mansion in Qingzhou City. "Tao'er, do you think we should stew one first or both at once?"

"We'll keep them first, and when the old hens lay eggs, we'll save them and eat them when our son or daughter comes out."

Lu Zhitao said casually that she had long wanted to try raising chickens in the space to see if her special ability could make the animals grow quickly.

"Tao'er, do you think the well water in our Mojia Village can allow the chickens to lay many eggs a day?"

"It's hard to say if you haven't tried it." Lu Zhitao told the truth. She really hadn't tried it yet.

"I'll find someone to take the chicken back and raise it. I'll use it to nourish you after our baby is born."

"You go call someone, I'll sit here and wait for you." Lu Zhitao said casually.

Deep down, she hoped Mo Lengzhou would leave quickly. She wanted to throw the two chickens into the space and lay a few eggs first.

Recently, Mo Lengzhou has always been by her side. She can only enter the space to drink some spiritual spring water when she goes to the toilet, and then harvest rice and other crops.

"Okay, then don't move." Mo Lengzhou looked at her round belly and warned her worriedly.

"Okay." Lu Zhitao looked at Mo Lengzhou's back, then looked through the window at the small courtyard not far away.

Seeing that Xiaoli and Mo Yunfei would not come in for the time being, she immediately slipped into the space.

As she was harvesting rice, she looked up and saw the old hens leisurely pecking at the grass.

The old hen left behind a string of eggs. Seeing this, she smiled slightly. She had just used her meager supernatural power!

After she harvested the rice, she hatched the eggs into chicks. She was very happy when she saw the chicks break out of the shells.

These chicks carry her desire for the future, like hopes that have yet to come.

Although the hardships of life here surround them like a tide, in this small world, she can find a happiness that transcends reality and time.

When Mo Lengzhou came back, she saw two chickens staying beside her obediently. "Tao'er, you haven't eaten chicken legs for a long time. I'll kill one for you today to replenish your energy."

"Yeah." Lu Zhitao had no objection. There were already a hundred chickens in her space.

Mo Lengzhou held a kitchen knife in his hand, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. "Tao'er, if the well water is useful, you can eat delicious chicken legs every day in the future."

"My husband is so nice." Lu Zhitao could always feel the man's consideration, and a warm ripple surged in her heart.

Mo Lengzhou cast his gaze towards the old hen, "Tianyou, catch a chicken and take it back to try. If it doesn't work, send it to your wife immediately to replenish her body."

"Master, please rest assured. I will definitely live up to my mission." Yan Tianyou and the others had changed their way of addressing Mo Lengzhou and called him "Master" several months ago.

Their master is no longer the village chief who only manages a hundred people!

Brother Gongxi said that they already owned half of Nanzhao and they were no longer confined to the mountains.

"Get lost. It's just an old hen. Why do you want to save your life?" Mo Lengzhou's words were unpleasant, but his voice was much softer than usual.

"Hehe, I'm leaving. Take care of yourself, master." Yan Tianyou ran away with a chuckle.

"Tao'er, look at how you've spoiled them. They've all become shameless!"

"Hehe..." Lu Zhitao laughed out loud, as if she heard the whisper in his heart, with understanding flashing in her eyes.

She reached out and gently hugged his arm, "It's good for them to be like this."