The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

Someone on the street recognized the old man and explained, "This old man is a very kind person in the village. Even though his family is poor, he treats his grandchildren equally. Now, his six-year-old granddaughter has tuberculosis and I'm afraid she won't live for many days."

"Alas, a hemp rope always breaks at the thinnest part, and misfortune always strikes upon the unfortunate."

"Grandpa, don't be sad. Your little granddaughter is so cute. I believe she will have a comfortable life in heaven in the future."

Mingyue understood the situation after hearing this. "Grandpa, where are you from? I have a clinic. I can see that girl for free."

"Really?" A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and then his shoulders slumped. "Never mind, the doctor said that even gods can't help."

"Grandpa, my daughter knows a lot of doctors.

"Can I ask which doctor you see? Have you been to the Baixing Pharmacy?" Mingyue asked without giving up.

"I haven't been there. We went to the Xinglin Pharmacy in the city. We heard that the doctor there has miraculous healing powers. We would rather spend all our money to cure our child's illness."

Mingyue could see that this family really cared about their granddaughter, but since she didn't know the specific situation, she had no way of judging.

Mingyue is not a saint, but when she encounters such a thing, she can't just stand by and watch someone die. What's more, the other person's family is so loving, and this illness may make this originally hopeful family become fragmented.

"Grandpa, if you trust me, can you take my sister to the Baixing Pharmacy? I have a carriage and can go to pick up my sister. Let's go now!" Mingyue stepped forward and was about to hold the old man's hand.

The old man subconsciously believed the little girl in front of him who was about the same size as his granddaughter but was dressed in luxurious clothes.

He grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, rubbed it on his hands, and wiped it on his chest, then embarrassedly shook Mingyue's hand.

Before leaving, Mingyue did not forget to pack the lamb and put it in a sack, leaving its head exposed so that the carriage would not get dirty. How clever!

The people around them watched them leave, amazed. Did this old man meet a noble person? Good things really do happen to good people. No one felt jealous, and instead, those with sharp ears called out to everyone to go to the Baixing Pharmacy.

Someone realized it later and said, "Common People's Pharmacy? Common People's Pharmacy? Wasn't that little girl just now the little princess herself!?"

"Oh my god, I can actually see the princess in my lifetime. I have no regrets in death. I have no regrets in death."

"Really? Then hurry up and grab a seat so you can talk to people later."

Unbeknownst to Mingyue, a group of people moved their stalls to Baixing Pharmacy Street. As it was approaching the end of the year, there were no strict regulations for setting up stalls; all that was required was that there be order and no chaos.

The old man was nervous all the way, wondering how he could get into such a luxurious carriage while he was dizzy. The carriage was filled with fragrance and warmth, which was something he would never be able to enjoy in his entire life.

Mingyue saw that he really didn't want to sit on the carriage seat and had to sit on the small stool, so she had no choice. Alas, that's how the honest people in the countryside are, always afraid of taking advantage of others.

Soon, they arrived at the old man's village. He sat on the shaft of the carriage and gave directions to the coachman. After a while, the carriage finally stopped.

"My dear little lady, the carriage can't pass the next section of the road. I'll go and bring her here." The old man bowed to Mingyue and ran towards his home.

Mingyue's butt was sore from sitting so hard that she got off the carriage and followed the old man, leaving the coachman to guard the carriage.

Actually, it didn't matter. After all, there were dozens of people secretly following Mingyue, including Mingyue's own people, people from Jiang Mengrou's faction, and people from Jiang Hetang's faction. Fortunately, they were already familiar with each other and would not fight.

Mingyue, Zhizhi and Taotao ran for a long time before they found the old man's home based on his footprints in the snow.

At this moment, bursts of crying and cursing came from the dilapidated courtyard, and it seemed that there were many people. Mingyue panicked, thinking that no one might be dead. She quickened her pace and ran quickly with her short legs.

"Dad, please, don't buy Xiaoying, okay?"

"Grandpa, stop lying. The whole story about taking Xiaoying to the doctor is fake. How could they come to pick someone up in a carriage? And such a luxurious carriage at that?"

"I've seen Wang Er's sister sold in the same way! The evil old witch got on a carriage, paid the money, and took her sister away!"

"Dad/Grandpa, please."

The old man was speechless and looked at his little granddaughter in his daughter-in-law's arms, sweating profusely with anxiety.

Others in the village also followed suit and pointed...

Mingyue had no choice but to step forward at this time, "Um, little brother, am I the old witch you just mentioned?" Mingyue pointed at herself and looked at the person in front of her with big eyes.

The boy's face turned red when Mingyue looked at him and he was speechless. No one knew where such a pretty girl came from.

After the old man explained word by word, telling the cause and effect of meeting Mingyue today, everyone believed him, and mainly believed Mingyue.

They didn't know whose daughter this was, but they knew that every hair of this daughter was more precious than their own life, and they all felt uneasy.

Mingyue put on masks for herself and Zhizhi Taotao, and waved to the girl who was clinging to the door frame inside the house, asking her to put on a mask and protective clothing as well.

It was the first time that the little girl saw this thing. It looked extremely exquisite. When she touched the fabric, she found that it was material that she could not afford to wear. She imitated Mingyue and put it on her face. She then clumsily put on the loose protective suit, looking very funny.

The sharp-eyed one immediately remembered, "This mask and clothes are from the Common People Pharmacy. The doctors at Renhetang also wear them. This girl actually has so many..."

Mingyue smiled sweetly at him and nodded, "Little brother, you have good eyesight."

At this moment, the young man who was watching the excitement covered his mouth with excitement. That was the little princess, the most favored little princess in the whole Great Zhou. He was so excited that the people around him looked at him as if he was sick and rolled their eyes at him.

In fact, Mingyue had asked the old man about the little girl's condition as early as when they were on the street.

If it is really tuberculosis, it must be contagious, but the disease has lasted for more than a year, and the family has not deliberately avoided it, but they are still fine. It can be seen that the doctor may have misdiagnosed it, but we still need to take precautions.

Behind Mingyue followed the old man holding the little girl, his family, and some villagers who came to join in the fun.

A group of people moved towards the carriage.

Mingyue looked at the child's mother, who was reluctant to leave and had a worried look on her face, and said, "Auntie, would you like to come with us? There's still room in the carriage."

The woman hurriedly shook her head and wiped her tears, "No, no, no." She hid behind the crowd.

Mingyue: Why do all their family members think I am a jackal, tiger or leopard?