I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

In the study of the princess's mansion, the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood. Sheng Hong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and his eyes fell on Lin Qinshuang who was sitting opposite him.

"Shuang'er, are you used to living in Bian Jing these days?" Sheng Hong put down the teacup and asked with concern.

Lin Qinshuang elegantly held up the round fan, waved it gently, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Honglang, Bianjing is great. I feel at ease with you here."

She paused, her eyes moving with a hint of barely perceptible pride.

"Now that the emperor has treated us so kindly, we can finally gain a firm foothold in Bianjing."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Hong frowned slightly and looked solemn.

"Having said that, Bianjing is a deep and unfathomable place with various forces intertwined. We still need to act with caution and not make a fuss to avoid causing trouble."

He stood up and walked to the window, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the bustling street scene outside the window, with a hint of worry in his tone.

"Now that the Crown Prince has been appointed, those princes are ready to make a move. We must not let them seize any advantage and cause trouble for His Majesty."

Lin Qinshuang put away her smile, stood up, walked to Sheng Hong, and gently massaged his shoulders.

"Don't worry, Honglang. I understand. We will keep a low profile and not cause any trouble for you."

Her tone was gentle, but there was a hidden edge.

"Now Molan has also been conferred the title of County Lord. This is a great gift from heaven. We must be more careful in our words and actions and not let down the emperor's grace."

The streets of Bianjing were bustling with people, and the sounds of various hawkers were heard one after another, making it extremely lively.

Lin Qinshuang took Changfeng and Molan for a stroll on the streets, feeling the prosperity of Bianjing.

Chang Feng skipped and walked in front, looking around curiously.

Suddenly, he was attracted by a tempting aroma, pointed to a bun stall on the street, and shouted excitedly:

"Mom, it smells so good! I'm so hungry!"

Looking at Chang Feng's greedy look, Lin Qinshuang couldn't help but bend down and scratch his nose with a doting tone.

"You little greedy cat, you're already hungry after lunch. Never mind, I'll buy it for you."

She turned around and instructed Zhou Xueniang behind her:

"Xue Niang, go buy some buns."

Zhou Xuenniang took the order and left. After a while, she came back with steaming buns.

Chang Feng took the bun, took a big bite impatiently, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"It's delicious!" he exclaimed vaguely.

Lin Qinshuang looked at Changfeng's satisfied expression and a smile appeared on her face.

She held Molan's hand and continued walking forward, feeling the hustle and bustle of Bianjing.

The sun shines on the streets, coating everything with a golden glow. The air is filled with the aroma of various foods, making people salivate.

Chang Feng was holding some buns and skipping in front. Suddenly, he bumped into a ragged little beggar.

The bun in his hand fell to the ground, covered with dust.

The bun rolled into the dust and was stained with dirt, but the little beggar didn't dislike it at all. He grabbed the bun and started to eat it greedily.

Chang Feng was stunned and stood there blankly, watching the little beggar eat the buns.

Although he was still young, he understood that the buns that fell on the ground were dirty and could not be eaten.

However, seeing the hungry look of the little beggar, he did not step forward to stop him, nor did he try to snatch the bun back.

Lin Qinshuang took in the entire scene and nodded secretly in her heart.

She originally thought that Chang Feng was spoiled and would be angry because the buns were dirty, and would even blame the little beggar.

Unexpectedly, he didn't show any disgust or dissatisfaction at all. Instead, he stood there in a daze, as if thinking about something.

This allowed her to see the kind side of Chang Feng and also made her see the hope of education.

"It seems this child isn't inherently selfish; he can still be saved," Lin Qinshuang thought to herself. "With proper guidance, he'll definitely become a kind and upright person in the future."

At this time, the guards on the side saw this and were about to step forward to drive away the little beggar, but were stopped by Lin Qinshuang.

"Wait." Lin Qinshuang stopped him.

She walked up to the little beggar, squatted down, and asked gently:

"Child, what is your name?"

The little beggar raised his head and looked at Lin Qinshuang timidly, his eyes full of vigilance.

"I...I don't have a name." He whispered.

Lin Qinshuang looked at the little beggar's thin body and her heart was filled with pity.

"Are you hungry?" she asked softly.

The little beggar nodded, a glimmer of desire in his eyes.

Lin Qinshuang turned to Zhou Xueniang and instructed:

"Xue Niang, go buy some more buns and some food for the child."

Zhou Xuenniang took the order and left.

Lin Qinshuang looked at the little beggar, with a thousand thoughts in her mind.

Lin Qinshuang took out a silk handkerchief embroidered with hibiscus flowers, leaned over and gently wiped the beggar's dirty little face.

The silk handkerchief exuded a faint orchid fragrance, which formed a sharp contrast with the sour smell of the beggar.

"Eat slowly and don't choke. If it's not enough, I have more." Lin Qinshuang's voice was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, blowing across the beggar's dry heart.

The beggar stared blankly at the beautiful lady in front of him, as if he were in a dream.

He had never felt such tenderness and care, and an expression of incredible surprise appeared on his dirty little face.

"Thank you, ma'am..." he stammered, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

Zhou Xuenniang handed the steaming bun in her hand to the little beggar.

The little beggar grabbed the bun, turned around and ran away. His thin figure quickly disappeared in the crowd like a frightened rabbit.

"Let's follow him." Lin Qinshuang said in a firm tone, with a gleam in her eyes.

The temple was in ruins, with the tiles on the roof scattered all over the place. Sunlight shone through the cracks, illuminating the flying dust inside the temple.

The air was filled with a sickening odor of mold and sweat.

Several ragged beggars huddled in the corner, their faces pale and skinny, their eyes hollow.

The little beggar ran into the dilapidated temple and distributed the buns to other beggars breathlessly.

The children rushed forward like hungry wolves, scrambling for the hard-earned food.

When Zhou Xuenniang saw this scene, her nose felt sore and her eyes turned red.

"In this world, these children are so pitiful..." She sighed softly, her voice full of sympathy and compassion.

Lin Qinshuang quietly watched everything in front of her, feeling mixed emotions.

She ordered the maid behind her: "Go to the snack shop and buy some more snacks so that these children can have enough to eat."

The maid took the order and left in a hurry.

Lin Qinshuang took out another ingot of silver from her purse and placed it in the corner of the dilapidated temple.

"Use this money to buy some clothes and daily necessities." Her tone was gentle and her eyes were full of pity.

After doing all this, Lin Qinshuang took Zhou Xueniang and the maids and left the dilapidated temple.

Outside the dilapidated temple, the sun is still shining brightly, but it cannot illuminate all the darkness in the world.