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

When the county magistrate said this, everyone was dumbfounded. They all lived in the same place and saw each other every day. How could there be such a thing as...a princess?

I don’t know this girl, and I don’t know this boy either, but the princess?

Is this little girl a princess?

The princess cooked for them, washed their clothes, made various conveniences for them, took care of the wounded, and chatted with them. In their busy lives, they could always see a cheerful figure, which unknowingly dispelled the anxiety in their hearts.

And the person who brought these to them was actually the princess? Was she the kind of person from the royal family who was so high and mighty that she kept people at a distance?

Everyone couldn't believe it. Such a person didn't look like a princess at all!

Aunt Hua, who was still holding Feng Xili's arm, opened her mouth in astonishment and looked her up and down several times. This weak and sloppy little girl?

As soon as County Magistrate Jiang Caiqing straightened up, he noticed that the fat woman was still holding the princess. His eyelids twitched and he shouted angrily, "Why don't you let go?!"

Aunt Hua shuddered all over and her left hand loosened unconsciously. Someone next to her immediately pulled Feng Xili behind her.

"Princess, princess, please spare my life!" Aunt Hua cried out and fell to her knees, crying so loudly that it shook the earth.

Feng Xili rubbed her arm, feeling dizzy with anger, and asked her, "Who is Xiaoran you are talking about?"

She lowered her head and was silent for a while, then whispered, "It's my little grandson."

Now it was Feng Xili's turn to be silent. "Is your family in financial difficulty?" She was a little confused.

Before Aunt Hua could even speak, someone next to her interrupted her, saying, "No matter who's in trouble in Zechun City, hers won't be! Her Hua family is a well-known family of gentry."

The speaker was a man in his thirties, with a strong build. He was wearing an old gray jacket with his sleeves half rolled up. He was unloading a cart of cabbages. He saw clearly what had just happened in the yard.

"Why should you be so nosy!" Is Aunt Hua really surnamed Hua? Feng Xili was stunned for a moment, then thought about her family being gentry?

Then why would you still miss the meat porridge she made?

"Did you secretly take away some of the porridge I made last night?"

She frowned. The porridge was cooked for everyone, not for her to pocket!

I originally thought that her family was very poor and had no food to eat, but I didn't expect that she was a wealthy country lady. It's really insulting!

"Speak up! The princess is asking you a question!" The man who had just answered the question asked again, as if he had a grudge against Aunt Hua.

"I, I, I didn't..." The person with his head down rolled his eyes around, trying to get away with it, but was frightened by a cold voice.

"If you still want to lie, do you want us to ask your little grandson?" Feng Xili had no feelings for this person.

"No, no, don't go. I said, I was the one who took away half of the porridge last night." Aunt Hua knelt on the ground. Didn't she just steal some food?

Why does it seem like she is unforgivable?

Everyone was shocked. She was really capable! She even took away half the pot of porridge?

"Why do you insist on me cooking four pots of porridge today?" Feng Xili asked again.

It can't be that she is experienced now and wants to take down the whole thing, right?

Four pots of porridge? Everyone was shocked again. One pot of porridge was enough for more than 20 people. How many people would need to eat four pots of porridge?

What is this Aunt Hua going to do?

"I just want to invite more people to eat. Everyone has worked so hard." She said timidly.

At this time, a soldier ran into the yard and whispered something to Jiang Caiqing.

The more the county magistrate listened, the wider his eyes became, and his angry gaze glared at Aunt Hua.

"You damned woman, are you planning to transport the whole pot of porridge to the south of the city and sell it to those unsuspecting people?"

The stalls in the south of the city are all set up!

Everyone was shocked three times when they heard this, but there was no expression on their faces.

This lady wants the princess to work for her for free, and also wants to steal their free meat porridge to make some dirty money?

Can she feel at ease taking such ill-gotten gains?

No wonder the Hua family is so rich, is this how they squeeze people into love?

Feng Xili held her forehead with her hand, it was true that the brave would die of overeating while the timid would die of starvation.

"Sir, the rest is up to you." She saw Yuanri waving at her from a hidden place in the distance.

Without waiting for Lord Jiang's reply, she walked out of the yard.

"Princess, the master is back." Yuanri said in a low voice without looking away.

Feng Xili paused for a moment, then choked with sobs and trembling voice, "Where is he?"

"Report to the Prime Minister. I'll take you to wait for him." Yuanri's words were like a hot spring, flowing warmly throughout the body.

Mu Lanxun had hardly stayed in Zechun City, so no decent house was arranged for him.

When they arrived at the place, there was still a simple tent. Feng Xili gently lifted the curtain and went in. After taking a few steps, the scent of agarwood went straight into her nose.

The familiar smell made her nose sore in the blink of an eye. Why couldn't she and Mu Mu just live in peace for a few days?

There was not much furniture in the tent, just a bed, a table, a stool, and a couch, nothing else.

But there is a familiar smell here, so these lonely pieces of furniture also have warmth, quietly accompanying her like a group of taciturn family members.

She let down her guard and let herself breathe a sigh of relief.

Yuanri was waiting outside the door, and Mu Mu would be back soon. With these thoughts in her mind, she unconsciously lay down on the table and closed her eyes.

……

The wind was blowing, whirring, why did she feel like she was flying?

The feeling of weightlessness came again and again, and Feng Xili felt that the distant voice was getting farther and farther away.

She couldn't hear or see clearly, only the smell in her memory lingered.

She smiled slightly and slept even more soundly.

In the waking world that she didn't know about, Mu Lanxun held her and searched for all the doctors in Zechun City.

Everyone said she was just in a coma and would wake up in a few days.

But, it’s been seven whole days!

Feng Xili has slept for seven whole days!

He went without food or water for seven days. He tried everything he could think of, but nothing could be fed!

The water that he fed himself spoonful by spoonful slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, not to mention the soft rice porridge.

Mu Lanxun watched helplessly as her already pale lips gradually began to peel, and her cheeks, which had once had a bit of luster, became dull and lifeless.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo, Xier, please, don't do this to me, please..."

Mu Lanxun knelt beside her bed, unable to breathe as if his throat was being strangled.

He rested his forehead against her ear, listening to her almost inaudible breathing.

He was on the verge of collapse. His hands were shaking, his eyes were bloodshot, and his brutality frightened Yuan Ri so much that he had to retreat.

"Xier, wake up. Don't sleep anymore. Wake up and look at me, okay?" The hoarse voice contained a hint of despair.

He never thought that he just went to Xilin City, how could she become like this after he came back?

Feng Xili's body was severely overdrawn, her liver qi was stagnant, her body was hot and cold, and she had no reaction to the outside world.

Mu Lanxun was confused for the first time in her life. Her breath became weaker day by day in the past few days, but he could only watch and wait. Her weak body could not withstand the fatigue of the journey, so she had to stay where she was.

Now they are far away from the emperor, and the people from Emperor Qi Zhao's side have no time to arrive.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe half a day, maybe a day, Mu Lanxun listened quietly to Yuanri reporting about Feng Xili’s experience in the past few days, with a storm brewing in his eyes.

It turned out that Xier's overdrawn body was a sacrifice for these people.

It turns out that this is how the bruises on Xier's arms came about.

So, that person was just looking at...

Yuanri was silent as a cicada, huddled in a corner. The murderous intent surging from his master was almost condensed into substance. He wanted to remind everyone that Zechun City could no longer withstand the turmoil.

But he opened his mouth several times but still didn't have the courage to say it.

Mu Lanxun stood up slowly. Yuan Ri’s eyes twitched violently. The master was going crazy!

"host……"

"Ah...Xun..." A voice like the sound of nature sounded.