Chapter 73 Refugees 4

Sheng Yixuan seemed to sense Yin Zijin's gaze and looked over from a distance...

The carriage went farther and farther away, and only a black dot remained of the tall city gate. Yin Zijin then lowered the curtain of the carriage and looked at the jade pendant in her hand, which was slightly cool. She unconsciously clenched her slender hands and thought to herself: "I can go to Fu'an Temple this time, thanks to the help of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Is this a kind of fate?"

Nanny Zhou looked at Yin Zijin's behavior and couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that the Sixth Miss also has feelings for the Crown Prince, which makes things easier.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the husband chosen for you by your madam. Girl, you must cherish this marriage. Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince already has a principal wife, the girl's status is more than enough for her to become His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's concubine or concubine.

In the future, when the Sixth Miss marries into the Eastern Palace, she will also be a master! With the support of the Yin family, the girl's good days are yet to come! ”

Yin Zijin said bewilderedly: "Madame Zhou, that's not love between a man and a woman! They just spent a little while together..."

Nanny Zhou smiled and said: "Sixth Miss, feelings need to be cultivated slowly. After a long time, you and the Crown Prince will meet more often and naturally develop feelings for each other.

Besides, in the Great Sheng Dynasty, most marriages were blind. The bride and groom didn’t know each other before entering the bridal chamber, and they only slowly developed feelings for each other after getting married.

Madam, it is good enough that you have created an opportunity for the young lady and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to meet. And girl, please keep this jade pendant. It is a token of love between you and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It will be useful in the future..."

Inside the carriage, Nanny Zhou was nagging and giving instructions. Outside the carriage, the scene had changed. The farther away from the capital city, the less people there were and the more overgrown weeds and trees there were. The dirt road where the carriage passed raised a cloud of dust. There were people walking on the road in groups of three or four, most of them were people from other places who were fleeing famine and rushing to the temple.

As the sun set, Yin Zijin and his companions were about to reach Fu'an Temple. However, the closer they got to the temple, the more disaster victims there were on the road, and the cries of despair became more and more frequent, making people feel very depressed.

Intermittent crying sounds continued to reach Yin Zijin's ears: "Mother, mother...get up quickly, we will have something to eat soon...

Change, change, half a cake. I'll exchange my daughter for..."

Aunt Wang in the carriage couldn't help but lift a corner of the curtain and look out. Yin Zijin took the opportunity to look over, and at a glance, he felt that hell on earth was just like this. That scene was deeply engraved in Yin Zijin's mind.

I saw that the men and women were all pale and skinny, with only a surprisingly big belly. Their clothes were tattered and naked, and their bodies were dirty. Some of them were not even covered with clothes, with empty eyes, walking forward numbly. Some sat on the roadside, gnawing on grass roots and tree barks, and eating food made of Guanyin soil to satisfy their hunger. Some people collapsed on the side of the road while walking and never woke up again.

Madam Zhou quickly knocked away Aunt Wang's hand and said, "Don't look outside..."

Before he could finish, Yin Zijin heard a weak cry for help from outside: "Please be kind and give me something to eat! My father can't hold on any longer, please give me something to eat..."

Suddenly, a clear voice was heard: "There must be a rich family sitting in the carriage, and they must have food. Quick, let's go and get it, and save our family..."

One person started, and more and more people followed behind. Although there were guards outside the carriage, those refugees who had been hungry for a long time and wanted to survive seemed not to be afraid of death and pounced on them like wolves and tigers...