Zheng Ye's action was unintentional, but Xie Zhun's intervention...
Even though Xie Zhun was smiling, Zheng Ye suddenly felt that his actions just now were somewhat inappropriate...
Ning Xi'er shook her head; this was the first time she had so strongly felt Xie Zhun's possessiveness...
It felt unfamiliar, and a little strange.
Ning Xi'er immediately took Xie Zhun's water pouch, and only then did the latter casually look away.
The headstrong Zheng Ye scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.
Ning Xi'er came to his rescue, explaining that the reason she hadn't offered better food was because she was considering the current physical condition of the refugees.
Meanwhile, in front of the starving refugees, large portions of fish and meat were distributed separately to the people of the Prince's Mansion and the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion...
This could have negative consequences.
Ning Xi'er explained that once the refugees are feeling better, they will all be given something good to eat.
But since Zheng Ye brought it up, Ning Xi'er naturally wouldn't let him down.
In front of everyone, he put Xingming and Zheng Ye into his spatial storage.
Xingming, being self-aware and obedient, retreated to the shelf where he kept his wine; he didn't even dare to look at the other shelves where gold, silver, jade, antiques, and calligraphy and paintings were displayed...
He lacks confidence in his self-control.
Ning Xi'er led Zheng Ye to the shelf where the imperial kitchen's delicacies were stored.
All four sides were covered with shelves, except instead of walls...
It almost perfectly replicates the size of the imperial kitchen.
Ning Xi'er prepared spiritual spring liquid for him, worried that there might be unexpected situations after they went out, so she dared not give him any more alcohol.
He also cautioned that, even with Xingming's cooperation, eating might not be as convenient as before...
Therefore, it is best to eat in moderation to avoid overeating and getting hungry more easily.
Zheng Ye nodded happily and obediently chose a plate of braised pork knuckle and a plate of braised beef.
As a scion of a prominent family, even though he had been starving for a long time, he ate quickly but still maintained proper manners.
After finishing their meal, Ning Xi'er quickly led the person out of the space, while Xingming stayed inside obediently.
Zheng Ye disappeared at the same time as Xing Ming, so to others, it seemed that Zheng Ye had just been taken away by Xing Ming for a short while...
Ning Xi'er and Xie Zhun exchanged glances, realizing that Xingming, the "scapegoat," was truly useful.
The village's exiled prisoners were still waiting for their water to go back and wash their stomachs...
No one was delayed for too long; they finished eating and quickly got on their way.
Several bags of steamed buns and dumplings were distributed, but each person only received an average of two.
Ning Xi'er inadvertently discovered that many of the refugees were reluctant to eat and wanted to stay...
Ning Xi'er asked the village chief and learned that everyone was terrified of hunger; sometimes, a single steamed bun could cost a life...
Therefore, people were reluctant to eat it.
I wanted to wait until I couldn't hold on any longer before eating.
The village chief also said that some people were eyeing the villagers, and there were also exiled criminals who had been poisoned...
I wanted to leave some for them.
Ning Xi'er felt a tightness in her chest and persuaded the village chief to let everyone eat the grain on the way...
As for the villagers, they tried to get the old Taoist priest Xingming to get some more.
If we don't eat now, what if we get harassed when we get back, and all this food is found out for no reason...?
Not only would the food be wasted, but it might also cause trouble, with endless whippings and interrogations from the supervisors and soldiers...
Ning Xi'er has a spatial ability, so she's not afraid, but she can't keep protecting this group of refugees and convicts forever...
The village chief understood and, upon hearing that Xingming might prepare some more food after returning to the village, expressed his gratitude once again.
Immediately return to the refugees and remind them one by one...
Only then did the refugees reluctantly take out steamed buns and dumplings from their pockets and carefully stuff them into their mouths...
Ning Xi'er clenched her fists; this scene seemed familiar.
In the regions I helped in my previous life, many women and children died from poverty. In this highly civilized era, it is hard to imagine that so many people would starve to death.
Or they died from eating spoiled food.
Sun-dried soil, bark, roots...
Everything edible on the ground.
She still remembers that group of children whose bodies were obviously underdeveloped, barely clothed, with their ribs and sternum clearly visible.
Fortunately, they received substantial assistance from the country where Ning Xi'er lived in her previous life...
That's why Ning Xi'er's material storage space is so abundant.
Ning Xi'er was brought back to her senses when someone grasped her hand...
Looking down at Xie Zhun, who was holding his hand, he heard Xie Zhun's calm voice and firm eyes say:
"It'll be alright! I promise!"
Ning Xi'er smiled, her eyes slightly sore, and said, "Okay!"
Perhaps because they were full, the return journey was much faster than the way there, even though many convicts and refugees were carrying buckets of water.
When they returned to the village entrance, they found that none of the poisoned convicts were in the village.
The village chief asked his wife and learned that shortly after Yan Lang returned to camp, he sent someone to Pingyuan County in the neighboring region to fetch a doctor...
Shortly before everyone returned, the soldiers were taken away to have doctors treat the poisoned prisoners one by one.
Upon hearing this, the village chief's expression immediately relaxed.
Ning Xi'er's impression of Yan Lang changed slightly.
News of Sun Zuo's murder had spread throughout the camp and the village.
The villagers secretly cheered, only to be suddenly informed that the murderer—Sun Zuo's loyal sentry—had been executed by Yan Lang according to military orders...
The bodies of Sun Zuo and the murderer have already been buried.
"Village chief, be careful of Military Supervisor Meng..."
Something's really wrong with him!
A villager standing next to the village chief whispered a reminder.
Looking towards the direction of the crowded camp from afar.
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