Xingming looked at Ning Xier with a fawning smile.
He was indeed a sensible man. The people from the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion had been starving since last night, and had only drunk spiritual spring water in the meantime...
Now that the refugees have food, Ning Xi'er certainly won't let her own people go hungry...
Isn't this the perfect opportunity for him to show off his amazing skills?
So he frantically winked at Ning Xi'er.
Ning Xi'er's lips twitched...
Suddenly, a cold hand touched my eyes.
Xie Zhun's cool, aloof voice, devoid of any hint of bullying, reached her ears.
"There's something dirty in there, don't look!"
Ning Xi'er suddenly smiled, finding Xie Zhun's sharp tongue somewhat endearing.
Soft skin, slightly calloused, gently pressed against Ning Xi'er's eyes...
Ning Xi'er felt her skin was being ironed.
With a slight thought, two bags of food immediately appeared in Xingming's hands.
Xingming gave Ning Xier a reproachful look...
I don't know how to use the secret code, which almost caused him to give himself away.
He met Xie Zhun's indifferent, chilling gaze...
He quickly looked away, behaving as obediently as a quail.
He personally delivered food to the people in the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion, as for his master...
They were all presented to Eunuch Xu.
Eunuch Xu gave it a few more approving glances.
I thought to myself, this Taoist priest seems unreliable, but he does have some sense...
The steamed buns and mantou given to the refugees were ordinary grains that had been stockpiled on Imperial Street, and it was Xingming's suggestion.
The refugees had been starving for so long that their digestive systems had deteriorated...
If you prepare overly refined foods and meats all at once, they might eat them too quickly and suffer from indigestion...
For the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Huguo's Mansion, they prepared white flour steamed buns and dumplings with a slightly better taste.
When Eunuch Xu brought it over, Ning Xi'er personally handed it to Xie Zhun and took more than a dozen water bags filled with spiritual spring liquid from Xingming's hands.
The maids, including Bai Zhi and Hai Tang, quickly took over.
After distributing the perks, Xingming had two extra meat buns and a separate water pouch in his hand...
Even when covered, you can still smell the aroma of the wine.
Xingming was overjoyed and winked at Ning Xier...
Ning Xi'er was distributing water pouches when Xie Zhun suddenly pulled her aside. She was facing Xie Zhun, with her back to Xing Ming...
Although she found Xie Zhun's sudden action a bit strange, she saw that Xie Zhun had already looked away, as if it were just a casual, meaningless gesture...
Ning Xi'er didn't think much of it and continued distributing water pouches.
One was given to Xie Zhun, one to the Duke and his wife, one to Zheng Chengguang and his wife, one to Zheng Ye, and one to Eunuch Xu...
Xuanfeng and two others, Baizhi and two maids...
The convicts from the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion were given steamed buns and mantou, and they voluntarily went to the lake to drink water...
For those who were weak, Ning Xi'er handed them water pouches so they could pass them around and drink.
After walking around, Ning Xi'er's hands were empty.
Just then, Zheng Ye came over. Knowing the secret of Ning Xi'er's space, he wanted to ask if he could get some better food.
He has always preferred meat, and steamed buns... are simply unpalatable to him.
If there is no other choice, then so be it; they are also very hardworking people.
Since he had a choice and knew that Ning Xi'er had it in her space, Zheng Ye casually came over to ask.
Just then, he saw that Ning Xi'er had distributed all the water pouches, but he hadn't...
Without thinking twice, he casually handed his half-empty water pouch to Ning Xi'er...
Ning Xi'er certainly didn't lack any; she could simply retrieve it from her spatial storage and pretend that Xingming had conjured it up with magic...
But Zheng Ye had already reached out his hand, and Ning Xi'er refused to take it...
This, on the contrary, embarrassed Zheng Ye.
So, Ning Xi'er reached out, ready to take it...
As the wheelchair turned, Ning Xi'er felt her fingertips being gently pushed back...
Xie Zhun then raised his water pouch, blocking Zheng Ye's attack...
She smiled and said, "No need, she'll drink mine..."
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