The sudden sound stunned Xiao Zhu and the others for a moment. None of them were fools, and they immediately realized that someone had come to help them, but they didn't know who it was.

They ordered someone to bring a ladder, and several people climbed onto the top of the wall.

The people who climbed over the wall felt bitter inside. They didn't even dare to open the door in their own home. This was truly outrageous!

Despite the bitterness in my heart, it was extremely refreshing to look at.

There were hundreds of refugees, densely packed together, all wearing tattered shoes and tattered clothes, having not washed for several days, their faces pale, looking like beggars.

Hundreds of refugees, each holding a bouquet of flowers, pitifully shoved the flowers at the young ladies blocking the entrance to the Prince Yong's mansion. If a little girl accidentally touched Wei Yunshu's sleeve, she would immediately slap her across the face.

The maids and servants beside her immediately shielded her behind them, while angrily scolding the little girl, "You little beggar, are you looking for death? You've offended a noble person, can you take responsibility? You wouldn't even be worth the money for these clothes if you were sold!"

The little girl was once an ordinary girl from an ordinary family. Although her life was a little hard, she was an upright and law-abiding citizen. She was loved by her parents at home. But now, a natural disaster has struck and floods have ravaged the country. She had no choice but to come to the capital to beg for food. After arriving in the city, she was taken to Jiangying Garden by Prince Yong's mansion. They were given flowers and people were sent to lead them to sell flowers. All the money earned from selling flowers belonged to them.

The older brothers and sisters at Jiangyingyuan never thought of them as beggars. They not only taught them how to sell things, but also told them that it was honorable to earn money with their own hands without stealing or robbing!

It's not shameful to work hard, nor is it shameful to be poor. What's shameful is to lack ambition, to be poor and yet not work hard!

So, even though she didn't have any nice clothes to wear and her hands were a little dirty, she felt very proud after a hard day's work!

But now that she had been slapped and called a beggar, the little girl immediately protested angrily, pointing at the servant and shouting, "I'm not a beggar! I'm not a beggar!"

A five- or six-year-old child, with a dirty little face, stared with bright eyes, accusing the child with a wronged expression. There were five finger marks on his face, but he didn't care. He just shouted, "I'm not a beggar!"

People can be either undignified or dignified. While the little girl at this moment may not be considered proud and unyielding, she certainly has ambition.

The eyes of Xiao Zhu and the others who were watching from the shadows were moist. What an adorable child, yet someone casually slapped him. The crisp sound just now still hurt them.

"Well done!" Suddenly, a loud voice came from behind hundreds of refugees.

As soon as the voice fell, the refugees automatically parted, revealing Huo Baichuan with a half-smile. Little Fatty and Duozi followed beside him, one on each side, like two heavenly soldiers and generals, their faces cold and stern, their eyes fixed on the front, their expressions extremely focused.

"What's your name?" Huo Baichuan walked up to the little girl, squatted down, and asked in a friendly manner.

The little girl had never seen such a beautiful person before, she was like a celestial being. She was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at Huo Baichuan, until the graceful and charming man said to her, "Little sister, the young master asked you what your name is."

"My name is Hua Yi, Hua as in flowers and grass, Yi as in graceful." She was still a little dazed, but she could still say a complete sentence.

“A good name, just like this flower. Tell your uncle how many bouquets you bought today.” Huo Baichuan remained squatting, his gaze fixed on the June Snow in Hua Yi’s hand, his voice very amiable.

Hua Yi felt dizzy. This uncle was so handsome. She had to tell him everything she knew. She held up a few fingers and counted them, saying, "I sold three bunches for three hundred coins."

"Three hundred coins. Now tell your uncle, do you want to go home?"

When Wei Yunshu and the others first saw Huo Baichuan, they bowed respectfully, but Huo Baichuan ignored them and acted as if he hadn't seen them at all, focusing only on talking to Hua Yi. The expressions on their faces changed.

However, Huo Baichuan was an official of the current dynasty and the eldest son of a first-class family. He also had a strong presence. When he arrived, the place that was just chaotic became unusually quiet.

Therefore, in such an atmosphere, although they were angry, they did not dare to stand up straight and maintained their bowing posture.

"I miss it." Hua Yi thought of her home in Jiangnan, and tears streamed down her face. She hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time. She didn't know where the big yellow dog that her family used to keep was washed away by the flood. The fish that her father caught were originally kept in the small mud pond in the yard. She used to watch them and talk to them occasionally. Now she didn't know where they were either.

Having arrived in the capital, the journey was too long, and I was both hungry and exhausted. My father and mother were sick, but they still had to go out to sell flowers. Today, they finally collapsed from their illness and could no longer go out.

Huo Baichuan stood up, took Hua Yi's hand without any sign of disdain, and looked at Wei Yunshu, "And this is?"

"Lord Huo, I am Wei Yunshu. We have met before." Wei Yunshu was a little embarrassed, but in front of Huo Baichuan's handsome face, she shyly referred to herself as a "little woman" and lowered her posture, hoping that Huo Baichuan could see her gentle side. After all, being able to marry a man like Huo Baichuan, who has both status and good looks, is truly a great blessing in life.

Huo Baichuan nodded after hearing this. "Greetings, Miss Wei." He smiled casually, his demeanor as relaxed and carefree as the clouds in the sky.

Wei Yunshu's fair cheeks instantly flushed crimson, and she lowered her head shyly, but couldn't help glancing at Huo Baichuan. This shy yet expectant expression drew a cold snort from Yang Mengxian beside her.

Hearing the cold snort, Huo Baichuan looked at Yang Mengxian, his expression unchanged, "And who is this?"

Yang Mengxian seemed much more rational than Wei Yunshu. She calmly replied, "Yang Mengxian from the Yang family."

"Oh, never heard of it." Huo Baichuan's expression changed, becoming much colder than when he spoke to Wei Yunshu.

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