Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Feng Xili was shocked for a moment. Doesn’t this lady think too highly of herself?

Was he treating her like free labor and getting addicted to it? Although she had volunteered to work, she couldn't stand being bossed around by someone like that.

She straightened her appearance, put on a cloak, and sat down beside the bed. She smiled at Aunt Hua with great energy and said, "I'm not feeling well today. I feel dizzy and weak, so I won't go to work."

She deliberately emphasized the word "work". When Aunt Hua heard it, she knew it was obviously meant for her, so how could she be willing to do it?

Someone said earlier that the meat porridge yesterday evening was very delicious, and wanted to ask if it was still available today?

When she heard that, she immediately shouted, "Yes! I prepared a lot of ingredients yesterday, and I will definitely make two more pots for everyone today!"

She also ate the meat porridge yesterday, and it was indeed delicious. The rule was that each person had one bowl, but she took a few extra bowls and secretly took them home when no one was paying attention.

These meat porridges are made with exquisite ingredients and are very generous. They taste a hundred times more fragrant than other bland porridges. Unfortunately, after asking around, she found that only the little girl from yesterday knew how to make them, and all the ingredients were prepared by her.

She had originally decided to follow her today, firstly to learn the recipe secretly, and secondly to fill her stomach well and then take the opportunity to pack some food to take back, as she had two children at home!

More importantly, during the period of repairing the city walls and houses, meals are free of charge.

So everyone worked very hard and the food was very good.

But who could have imagined that the hardworking little girl these days disappeared, and she searched around before finding this side room.

To call it a side room would be an exaggeration. It is just a simple storage room where things that have not been used for years are piled up. Although they have all been moved out and cleaned, the whole room looks a bit old.

This little girl must be a poor person in the city who has lost the protection of her relatives.

She has already said it. If she doesn't work today, where will the meat porridge come from?

This is not possible!

Aunt Hua put her hands on her waist and glared at him, "How do you look uncomfortable? Everyone is working, how dare you lie down and take a nap?"

"There are a lot of people in the kitchen, so we won't starve to death if one person is missing." Feng Xili leaned sideways on the bed frame, leisurely stroking the fur on her cloak.

If Aunt Hua looked more carefully, she would have discovered that Feng Xili was sleeping on a mahogany carved bed. Although the color was dark and a little worn, it was not difficult to tell that the bed was old.

It shouldn't have been placed here, and it was occupied by a poor little girl for several days.

"What are you talking about, girl? Who are you all fighting for? Isn't it all for the betterment of Zechun City? Even if you're not feeling well, you can't just lie there and do nothing all day!"

"I won't ask you to cook too much. Just cook three, no, four pots of yesterday's meat porridge." Aunt Hua directly grabbed her arm, but Feng Xili slapped her away.

Anger was evident in her eyes. This man was too tactless. Everyone came to help spontaneously. Which of the city towers, walls, houses, and roads did not need repair?

Human, material and logistical support must keep up. The north gate of Zechun City is now undefended, and the soldiers who arrived earlier can only serve as the first line of defense and be stationed twenty miles outside the north gate.

During the time she was busy, everyone was very kind and polite. She had never met such insincere people!

The pot she was talking about was a large iron pot that was one meter wide. A pot of meat porridge had to be cooked for an hour before it became soft and tasty. During this time, it could not be left unattended for too long, otherwise the bottom would become burnt.

She cooked four pots at the drop of a hat. Does she think she has three heads and six arms?

"Meat porridge is just to change everyone's taste. It's absolutely not okay to just drink porridge." She felt that this lady had other intentions. What did she want her own porridge for?

"It's okay, some people like to drink it, and it's totally fine to just drink porridge!" Aunt Hua hurriedly responded and wanted to pull her up.

Feng Xili glanced at her with a cold look, and she withdrew her hand awkwardly.

"Who likes to drink?" she asked suddenly.

"Xiaoran...uh, a lot of people like to drink it." Aunt Hua blurted out a name and then changed her tone.

Feng Xili snorted coldly. She finally knew why the two pots of porridge were finished so quickly yesterday. It turned out that some rats had their eyes on them.

She helped with the work to help the hard-working people rebuild their homes, not to feed these selfish rats!

"I told you, I'm not feeling well today and need to rest. You should go out." She stood up to send the guest away, and planned to go to the kitchen to ask after the person left.

Seeing that the little girl refused to listen, Aunt Hua immediately became anxious. Without saying anything, she stepped forward and pulled her arm out.

Feng Xili's small body was no match for her and she was dragged to the door step by step.

"Let go! What do you want to do?" she shouted.

"Girl, don't be so delicate. I just said a few words to you, how can you give up?" Aunt Hua shouted louder than her.

The main idea is that I have a loud voice and I am right.

The people who were carrying water to wash vegetables and lighting the fire to cook in the yard all looked over. Miss Feng was pulled out by Aunt Hua, and her expression looked very angry.

"Miss Feng? Do you need help?" A young man carrying two buckets of water came over. He was a person secretly planted by Yuanri. As long as Feng Xili was not in danger, he would never show up.

But now Feng Xili's arm was grabbed by someone and there were signs of it being torn, so he jumped out immediately.

"Who are you? Miss Feng got up late and delayed some work. We will go and help her now." Aunt Hua spoke like pouring beans, and after she finished speaking, she was ready to pull her away.

"Let go. It's not your decision whether I go to help or not!" This old lady's hands were really strong. She tried to bend it for a long time but couldn't move it. She was no match for the man's strength, and now even as a woman, she was outdone?

"Auntie, please let go first." The young man could see that the old lady's grip was quite strong and the princess was obviously enduring the pain.

"Get out of the way! What does this have to do with you? Go do your job!" She slapped the person in front of her away, but the young man dodged nimbly and grabbed Feng Xili's other wrist.

He could feel the obvious heat in his palms through the sleeves. He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and twisted Aunt Hua's arm again.

"Let her go!" The young man's face darkened and murderous intent flowed from his face.

But it was not known whether this Aunt Hua was stupid or brave. She rolled her eyes, shook off his grip, and pulled Feng Xili to the side. The person was pulled so hard that he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

My forearm was burning with pain. Is this woman a Hercules? How could she be so strong?

Is it worth it just for a few pots of meat porridge?

"Stop!" An angry roar came from the side, and then more than a dozen soldiers rushed in.

The navy blue official uniform suddenly appeared in everyone's sight. It was the Magistrate of Zechun City County, Jiang Caiqing.

Everyone was stunned and looked at their own county magistrate in shock, with a pale face, almost jogging to the three people.

Jiang Caiqing bowed his waist and clasped his fists in a salute: "I am sorry for disturbing the princess. This is my fault."

Who? Princess?