Chapter 58: Porridge at the Porridge Shed I won't take the blame for Master Song. ...

Min Shian frowned upon hearing this, and when he turned around, he saw Song Yanxuan, whose face was as pale as paper.

"Why are you causing trouble here instead of taking care of yourself?"

She regretted the moment she said it, because seeing how Song Yanxuan didn't take care of his body, the anger rising in her heart involuntarily turned her caring words into reproach.

Song Yanxuan was visibly startled, but a smile soon returned to his eyes as he coaxed her gently, "Your Highness, if you come here, you're helping, but if I come here, I'm causing trouble. What kind of logic is this?"

"You will really be unable to enter later. Your Highness, please do not be angry. Follow me first."

Min Shian snorted softly and said, "Let's go."

The next moment, she felt a warm big hand covering her wrist. The hand approached tentatively, and when she saw that she did not resist, it held her wrist tightly.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry."

"I'm afraid that if there are too many people..."

Min Shian interrupted him impatiently before he could finish, feigning indifference and urging him, "Hurry up."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Then she felt the hand that was tightly gripping her wrist suddenly exert force, and she was completely defenseless, and her body fell into his arms.

Min Shian's vision darkened, the faint scent of Song Yanxuan's agarwood lingered at the tip of his nose, and the sound of Song Yanxuan's heartbeat like a drum could be heard in his ears.

Before she could even curse out loud, she felt Song Yanxuan's arm around her waist, completely enclosing her in his arms, isolating her from the outside world.

"Your Highness, please tell me to move faster. I will obey your command."

Min Shian rolled his eyes secretly and moved slowly following his steps.

She could feel the air around her becoming thinner, and the bustling sounds in her ears drowned out Song Yanxuan's overly rapid heartbeat.

"I will punish you for your disrespect later!"

Because she was lying in his arms, Min Shian's voice was a little muffled.

After a while, Min Shian noticed that the noise around him had subsided, so he asked quietly, "Song Yanxuan, where are you?"

"Your Highness, please be patient. It will be over soon."

Min Shian was skeptical and continued to walk slowly following his steps.

Song Chen lowered his head silently, pretending that he saw nothing, as he watched his master walking back and forth behind the porridge stall with the princess in public.

The next moment, Min Shian realized something was wrong and suddenly pushed him away. She wanted to curse him, but seeing Song Yanxuan's pale face, she gritted her teeth and finally said, "If you are sick, go get treatment."

Then she adjusted her expression, put on a gentle and virtuous smile, strode to the porridge stall, and took over the task of serving porridge to the people.

Seeing this, several people wanted to bow, but Min Shian raised his hand to stop them, saying, "Everyone, just mind your own business. I'm here to help. No need to be polite."

Everyone responded in unison and then went back to their work in an orderly manner.

Someone in the crowd guessed Min Shian's identity first, which immediately caused a commotion.

"Don't worry, everyone will definitely have some porridge! Fellow villagers, please be patient!"

Min Shian was a little confused and subconsciously thought that the people were getting a little impatient, so he quickly spoke loudly to comfort them.

Unexpectedly, the people below seemed to be prepared in advance, and they all knelt down in the blink of an eye. Because there were so many people and the place was small, the forehead of the last person even hit the feet or back of the person in front of him.

Min Shian was suddenly overwhelmed. It was true that she came here to do good deeds and win the hearts of the people, but she also really wanted to do something for the people from the bottom of her heart. The current situation made her a little overwhelmed.

"Her Royal Highness is truly a living Buddha. We have long heard that Her Royal Highness rushed from the capital overnight to provide disaster relief for the people of the two cities. Since arriving here, she has been working tirelessly for several days."

"We will always remember this kindness!"

Min Shian struggled to make out what they were saying. She smiled and raised her voice, "Everyone, get up first!"

Seeing no one moved, she continued, "As a princess of a country, it is my duty to care for the people! There is no need for you to do this. Only when the people are happy and their families are happy can the prosperity of the Great Jin be long-lasting and last for thousands of generations."

"Everyone hurry up!"

"Enough porridge!"

After that, everyone supported each other and stood up and lined up again.

Min Shian handed the porridge to everyone with a smile. When he met some short children, he would lean over and lower the porridge to make it easier for the children to receive it.

Just as she had filled the porridge and was about to lean over to hand it to the little girl below, a candy appeared in front of her.

Min Shian's eyes lit up. He put the porridge on the wooden board, took the candy, and said to the little girl below, "Why don't you eat it?"

The little girl tilted her head back, her obsidian eyes brighter than the stars in the sky. She said in a baby voice, "Princess, you've worked hard. Please eat!"

Min Shian smiled with her eyes curved. Taking advantage of the little girl's short stature and the fact that she couldn't see her movements clearly, she quietly put the candy into the porridge.

The candy was not a good one. It melted immediately when it came into contact with the warm porridge. She glanced at it, shook it twice inconspicuously while serving the porridge, and leaned over to hand it to the little girl.

The little girl took it and said sweetly, "Thank you, Princess!"

Min Shian felt like her heart was about to melt like the candy. She touched the little girl's head and said, "Eat quickly. If it's not enough, you can have more."

Giving out porridge is not like a search and rescue operation. Even late at night, the porridge stall is still crowded with people, and she cannot leave for the time being.

With the help of the lanterns that could fall from above at any time, Min Shian was not hindered and his movements were still very fast. However, the person next to him had never practiced martial arts, and the light was dim, so his movements were unconsciously slow.

Song Sheng came over from behind and switched places with another person who was serving porridge, asking that person to take over his original job of cooking porridge.

"Song Yanxuan?"

Min Shian glanced at him and saw that it was him. He kept moving his hands and asked in surprise, "Why haven't you gone back to rest yet?"

She frowned and whispered, "What do the little genius doctor and Song Chen think of people?!"

But Min Shian did not stop him. Although he looked shaky like a sickly scholar in a storybook, with a frail body that could be easily pushed down, Min Shian knew his terrifying self-healing ability.

So not worried at all.

Song Sheng skillfully served the porridge in one go and whispered, "It's okay. It's late at night and I was worried about Your Highness, so I came here to keep you company."

"But, in this situation, I think I am worried about you."

Min Shian rolled his eyes, looked Song Sheng up and down without any hesitation, and then said jokingly: "If anything goes wrong later, I will not take the blame for you, Master Song."

As the two chatted and laughed, their movements were even faster than before.

"Thank you, Princess. May you live a long and healthy life." An old woman took the porridge tremblingly and said sincerely with a bow.

Min Shian nodded gently and said, "Mother-in-law, you too."

Since she started giving out porridge, everyone who received porridge from her would say some auspicious words, and she would usually respond with a word or two.

The same is true for Song Yanxuan, but most of the people do not know his identity yet and only think of him as a certain adult.

"Lord Song has given me all this good reputation. What should I do?" Min Shian teased in a low voice while serving porridge with him.

In fact, it is easy to imagine that the fact that her identity could be spread so widely must have been due to the help of a certain great man who had hidden his merits and fame.

"Your Highness, that's not true. This is the truth."

Min Shian stood up with a bowl of porridge, chuckled, and turned to pass the porridge, and the topic was over.

The two of them were busy until daybreak. It must be because Jiangzhou Mu had distributed a lot of disaster relief grain in the city, and there were obviously fewer people coming to the porridge stall.

At least it is no longer a crowded scene.

Min Shian saw Chuntao and Song Chen coming together from a distance. She gently bumped her arm against Song Yanxuan who was busy beside her.

"Look, who's here?"

Song Sheng followed her gaze and saw two people standing side by side, but they looked like strangers.

"Your Highness, go back and rest."

Min Shian nodded, and suddenly felt like all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

She lowered her head, looking at the muddy toes of her shoes and the hem of her skirt, sighed softly, and said, "I only got my clothes dirty, but countless people were drowned in the water and mud."

"Your Highness, we just need to do our best."

Song Sheng continued in a gentle voice, "In life, it's enough to have a clear conscience."

"Master Song, what you said makes sense. I will follow your advice."

After Min Shian finished speaking, the atmosphere became subtle again.

The faint scent of agarwood lingered at the tip of her nose, as if deliberately indicating what had happened between the two of them before.

"you……"

"Your Highness..."

The two of them spoke at the same time, and said at the same time: "Then you, Your Highness, speak first."

Min Shian chuckled and said casually, "Song Yanxuan, Tinglan and Xie Zhongshu are both married, what about you?"

"When do you want to get married?"

Song Sheng pretended to think seriously for a moment, then said slowly, "Your Highness, why don't you ask me if I have someone I like?"

Min Shian choked and thought to himself, "Isn't I the one you love?"

But she naturally couldn't say that, so she coughed lightly and asked, "Does the lord have a crush on someone?"

Song Sheng stopped, and Min Shian, not knowing why, also stopped.

Min Shian raised her head slightly and happened to meet Song Yanxuan's focused gaze. She could even see her slightly red face in Song Yanxuan's eyes.

Song Sheng chuckled and suddenly asked, "Did Your Highness see it?"

"What did you see?"

Min Shian came back to his senses and asked subconsciously.

Then she realized something, her eyes wandered, she looked around, and stammered, "What? Nothing?"

"Sir Song..."

Min Shian coughed lightly, and the panicked expression on her face instantly disappeared. She tiptoed lightly, stroking Song Yanxuan's chin with her thumb, and said in a long tone with interest, "What does your Excellency want me to see?"

Song Sheng was startled by her sudden change for a moment. His eyes darkened and he wanted to grab the rebellious delicate hand.

The next moment, they both looked behind them vigilantly.