Upon exiting the space, Xuanfeng and the others noticed that their lord's complexion had improved considerably.
Although he hadn't shown any obvious displeasure beforehand, the atmosphere was just...
Anyone with eyes can see it.
Previously, his lord never showed his emotions, but in front of the princess, his emotions...
It doesn't seem too difficult to figure out.
Seeing Yan Lang leave with the guards, the village chief slowed his pace and walked to the end of the line.
He looked at Xie Zhun with a respectful expression and said kindly to Eunuch Xu that Xie Zhun and the rest of the group could simply follow along and that they did not need to carry water.
From the guards' words, the village chief guessed that Xie Zhun was of noble birth...
The suggestion not to let him carry water wasn't because of his status, but because the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion had just been helping to feed and treat the poisoned convict...
Ning Xi'er also left her son some medicine to relieve his asthma.
From last night until now, the village chief has clearly seen that this new batch of convicts has been targeted...
They were simply protecting themselves and had no intention of harming others.
As for the other refugees who were poisoned today, it was purely the fault of the soldiers who were distributing food. Xie Zhun and the others were just lucky to escape; the crime did not lie with them.
Grandpa Xu nodded his gratitude for the village chief's kindness.
Even if the village chief hadn't said anything, Grandpa Xu would definitely have protected Xie Zhun; he wouldn't have allowed someone in a wheelchair to carry water himself...
But it was still heartwarming that the village chief brought it up.
The journey of more than twenty miles wasted a lot of time because of Sun Zuo's fuss.
It took the group more than an hour to finally reach the lake.
An endless sea of sand stretches as far as the eye can see, with distant city walls faintly visible...
The azure lake lay quietly before me.
This was probably the most beautiful scenery that Xie Zhun and the other convicts had seen since their exile began.
No matter how many unpleasant things you experience, the vast beauty of nature can always broaden your mind.
"Bang!"
Villagers have fallen ahead.
The village chief and several others rushed forward and quickly scooped water from the lake to force-feed the man...
After a while, the person slowly woke up.
It turns out they were thirsty on the way.
Several more people sat down, too weak to even stand.
The village chief pulled out a flatbread-like object from his pocket, tore it into several pieces, and gave a little to everyone...
After they ate it, their condition improved a little.
It turns out, he was hungry.
The prisoners from the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion had drunk some spiritual spring water to maintain their strength, but after walking for so long, they were actually quite hungry.
They hadn't been mistreated along the way, enjoying plenty of food and clothing, and their physical condition was far better than that of the original villagers, so they were able to endure it for longer...
The convicts and their supplies from the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion had all been stored in Ning Xi'er's spatial storage, leaving her hands empty.
Since the village chief asked them to help carry water, those in front naturally prepared more buckets.
Ning Xi'er frowned as she looked at it; it was only about the height of two palms, and the opening was quite small...
They walked so far just to carry such a small amount of water.
The village chief had previously explained that everyone was hungry and had walked a long way, so they couldn't carry much...
No matter how big the bucket is, or how much water it holds, you can't carry it away...
The people in front, having recovered a little, saw that the prisoners behind them were newcomers, so they helped fetch water while the people behind them carried it.
People from the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Huguo's Mansion stepped forward one by one and took the water buckets from them...
The convicts kindly suggested that they could drink some water first and then fill their cups.
As they spoke, these refugees were weak and listless, their faces ashen, the skin on their faces seemingly about to peel away...
I wonder which guard started it...
Xuanfeng and the others haven't stepped forward yet...
Some people scooped up some water and drank it, while others picked up a small wooden bucket and left...
Turning around, I saw the refugee weakly struggling to lift the small wooden bucket...
I felt bad, and this was partly out of gratitude for reminding you to drink water earlier...
They also picked up the small wooden buckets from the refugees' hands.
The refugees were stunned, and tried to take it back...
The guard said, "Carrying one in each hand makes it easier to balance and lift them..."
The guards and servants behind them walked away silently, carrying their two buckets of water...
The refugees who were helped bowed deeply and expressed their gratitude.
In the struggle for survival, it's become increasingly difficult to receive warmth and compassion...
Being suddenly taken care of will make you feel even more touched.
In the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Huguo's Mansion, there were also some old women and elderly servants, and the able-bodied young men in front of and behind them wanted to help them carry things...
Even though he couldn't carry away two buckets like the guards, seeing the refugees who were thinner and weaker than himself...
They insisted on carrying one bucket themselves, allowing those with extra capacity to help the refugees carry their own buckets.
Xuanfeng pushed Xie Zhun, and stood at the back with Ning Xi'er, Eunuch Xu, and others.
Originally, the Duke and his wife were elderly and didn't need to fetch water themselves; the guards in front of and behind them, including Xuan Shuang, could do it for them...
But seeing the plight of the refugees, the guards and servants were so united and dedicated...
The Duke and his wife personally stepped forward, each carrying a small bucket of water.
The same applies to the first and second wives.
Xie Zhun and Ning Xi'er looked at each other, their eyes filled with relief and warmth.
After walking for so long and eliminating all the spies in the team, those who remain will also know how to make sacrifices.
The village chief, carrying two buckets of water, looked at Ning Xier and Xie Zhun with a moved expression.
But then, with a loud "bang"...
The bucket in the village chief's hand suddenly fell to the ground and tumbled backward...
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