The queen of the end times is reborn and goes crazy, her whole family is burned to death

The carriage slowly drove away from the palace, and Yan Wanwan and Qin Yu sat facing each other in silence in the carriage.

Yan Wanwan leaned her delicate body to one side, becoming increasingly sleepy, and her eyelids slowly drooped.

Qin Yu lowered his head slightly, as if in deep thought, his long eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes.

The car was quiet and peaceful, with only the sound of rumbling cars.

Suddenly, a heated conversation was heard outside the car, and it penetrated into this small world.

"Have you heard? The general's wife wants to build a road for our people!" One person's voice was full of excitement and curiosity.

"Which general's wife?" asked another person.

"Of course it's Miss Yan who just got married to General Qin!"

"Oh my God! The general's wife just got married, and she wants to work for our welfare?" His words were full of amazement and respect.

"Exactly! Before her marriage, the General's wife had already begun repairing the roads in the village outside the city. She also led the villagers to plant medicinal herbs, hoping to achieve prosperity together. I heard that if the medicinal herbs are successfully planted, they can earn dozens of taels of silver a year."

"Nonsense, what kind of medicinal material can be worth dozens of taels, and can it be sold?" Doubts followed.

"What do you know? This is absolutely true. Those seeds were given to me by the General's wife, who promised to buy them back at a high price once they grow. There's absolutely no problem finding a market for them."

"General's wife, do you still need someone to grow medicinal herbs? I still have a piece of idle land at home."

"You're still dreaming! This time, the villages near Madam Wei's farm will get seeds. How can outsiders have such a blessing?"

Inside the carriage, Qin Yu looked up at Yan Wanwan and said with a teasing smile, "Such strong execution."

He just mentioned it last night, and the news spread today. His wife didn't waste a moment.

Yan Wanwan half-closed her eyes and replied nonchalantly, "It benefits both ourselves and others. The sooner the better. Time waits for no one."

Qin Yu smiled but said nothing. "Today, are you going back to the mansion to rest? Or are you going back to your parents' home?"

Yan Wanwan looked at him in surprise, "Aren't you supposed to come back in three days?"

Qin Yu smiled and said, "The General's Mansion doesn't have so many rules. My parents died early, so your parents are my parents. I thought if you like, you can bring them to live in the General's Mansion. It would be nice to have them accompany you and talk."

The smile on Yan Wanwan's face instantly froze. She chose to marry someone because she didn't want to have too much contact with them.

If we move here, who will we marry? We can just go back to Zhennan Prefecture.

Yan Wanwan declined politely, "That's too much trouble. There's no need for that. My mother and sister are used to being free. They won't feel as comfortable at home as they do at the General's Mansion."

Qin Yu nodded. This was true. He knew his mother-in-law very well. When she was at the border, she would buy a house whenever she moved to a new place.

Not to mention the general's mansion, she didn't even want to live in the inner courtyard of the imperial palace.

At this time, Yan Wanwan said, "I have other arrangements today."

"What arrangements?" Qin Yu was puzzled. He really didn't know.

"do good things."

The carriage slowly arrived at the Zhenguo Temple outside the city. Outside the temple, there was a long dragon-like queue, and the people were waiting in an orderly line.

"What is this doing?"

Qin Yu looked carefully and found that the temple was serving porridge.

Xiao Tao and Ling Ying were busy at the porridge stall. When they saw Qin Yu and the others arrive, they quickly handed over their tasks to others and walked over to them. They bowed and said, "Miss, son-in-law, everything has been arranged."

Yan Wanwan rolled up her sleeves lightly and personally served porridge to the people, looking extremely serious.

Seeing this, Qin Yu strode forward without saying a word, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and started working together.

After a while, Qin Yu found that the porridge had a thick texture and rich color. Not only were there plump red dates floating in it, but there was also a faint herbal fragrance wafting in the air.

Yan Wanwan saw the doubt in Qin Yu's eyes and smiled slightly, "Good eyesight! I added some herbs that can enhance immunity to the porridge. If people drink it, they will be able to resist the severe cold and be less likely to get sick."

She was secretly surprised that Qin Yu could see through the mystery at a glance, worthy of being someone who had walked through a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Qin Yu nodded slightly, and said with admiration: "Madam, you are so thoughtful, it is a blessing for the people."

In Jingzhao, there are charitable acts of distributing porridge every year, but most of them are watery soup or ordinary white porridge. Few people are as painstaking as Yan Wanwan, who adds herbs to the porridge and cooks it carefully.

Yan Wanwan held a faint smile, her thoughts drifting away. This porridge recipe was a staple she'd used during her time surviving the apocalypse. Back then, a bowl of this porridge would have been as delicious as a Michelin-starred delicacy. Even after so many years, the aftertaste remained.

Suddenly, a voice in the crowd shouted loudly, "It's General Qin and his wife!"

This shout was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves. Everyone heard it and cast their gazes over, each one filled with curiosity and respect.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, the common people knelt on the ground spontaneously, with tears of gratitude on their faces, and kept muttering words of gratitude to General Qin.

Seeing this, Qin Yu and Yan Wanwan hurried forward, reached out to support the people, and kept saying comforting words.

After a lot of trouble, they finally calmed down the people's emotions, and the two of them retreated to the side reluctantly.

Yan Wanwan turned her head and glared at Qin Yu fiercely with an unpleasant look, as if she was blaming him. She seemed to be thinking: If it weren't for you, how could we have been recognized so easily!

Qin Yu also had a look of helplessness on his face. He secretly complained that he had been stationed at the border for many years and had very few opportunities to show up in Jingzhao. Who would have thought that he would be recognized by the people like this?

"Since I'm not needed here at the porridge distribution center, I'll go meet an old friend." Yan Wanwan said softly, looking at the plaque of Zhenguo Temple not far away.

When Qin Yu heard this, she immediately understood who she was going to meet and quickly said, "I'll go with you. If anything happens, just call me."

After hearing this, Yan Wanwan smiled meaningfully and said slowly, "Don't worry, everything will be fine. If you go, it will only make him feel more restrained."

In the backyard of Xiangguo Temple, outside the guest room where Lu Yangbu lived, there was no sign of the guards.

Yan Wanwan walked in and heard a slightly familiar voice.

Lu Shuyang's grief-stricken wails reached his ears: "Yang Bu, how did you become like this? Who cut off your limbs?"

The only response he got was a series of humming sounds.

Yan Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking to herself: "It's just a broken limb, how come my voice is also in trouble?" She raised her bare hand lightly, and wisps of green light floated out.

A moment later, Lu Shuyang roared angrily, "Was it Yan Wanwan's doing? I went to visit Wanru. Her legs were crippled and she was confined to her sickbed. That woman is so cruel that she could even murder her own brother. I will not let her off easily."

After a pause, Lu Shuyang shouted again: "Yang Bu, what's wrong with you? Don't worry, I will definitely ask a miracle doctor to treat you."

The humming sound became more and more intense. Yan Wanwan clicked her tongue twice, pushed the door open and walked in.

She said leisurely, "You can't do that. Overstimulation will cause his blood vessels to burst."

Lu Shuyang stared at her fiercely and shouted, "Why is it you?"