Chapter 331 How long has it been since we had such delicious white flour buns?
An Yi drove the carriage slowly along the bumpy road that led to the Disabled Village. The wheels made a dull sound as they rolled over the potholes. Chu Xia hummed softly from inside the carriage, "Who wants to kill the young lady?"
When An Yi heard this, his heart trembled. He spoke in a low voice through the gap in the curtain: "Princess, they are the prince's guards." Having just met the prince in the imperial city, An Yi naturally remembered the appearance of the guards around the prince.
Lan Xiyue sat in the car, her voice as cold as the wind, without a trace of emotion: "It seems that Prince Mo Yufeng is tired of living. I will help him 'take off' this heavy crown of prince and see if he can still be so arrogant."
After hearing this, An Yi secretly complained in her heart: Princess, the Crown Prince is the Queen's son after all. The power behind him is complex and entrenched. How can it be easily shaken? However, the Crown Prince dared to attack the Princess, which is undoubtedly challenging the bottom line of his master. Who can withstand the wrath of his master?
While I was thinking, the carriage had slowly entered the territory of the disabled village.
The surrounding scene was desolate and dilapidated, and even the air was filled with a depressing atmosphere. Lan Xiyue got off the carriage, her eyes swept across the desolate land, and her brows were furrowed.
Chuchun and Chuxia were vomiting profusely. How could their fragile bodies withstand such a bumpy journey?
Lan Xiyue looked at them, a trace of heartache flashing in her eyes: "Are you two okay?" Although she was also dizzy from the shaking, she was still okay in comparison.
Chuchun reluctantly wiped the corner of her mouth and shook her head palely: "Miss, we are fine, just a little... a little uncomfortable."
Lan Xiyue walked to a big tree nearby and sat down slowly.
She beckoned Chuchun and Chuxia to come over: "Don't be so stubborn, come and sit for a while. It's already noon. An Yi, go get the bag of steamed buns from the carriage. We can fill our stomachs first."
An Yi responded and quickly got on the carriage. He took a bundle and came down. He walked up to Lan Xiyue and handed her the steamed buns. Lan Xiyue took the buns, one in each hand, and began to eat them without hesitation.
Chuchun and Chuxia sat slumped aside, neither of them having much appetite. They split a steamed bun into two halves, each taking half.
At this moment, an old man was moving forward tremblingly with his hands. His dirty clothes and thin body looked particularly desolate.
Chu Xia was the first to notice the old man. She pointed to a place not far away, her eyes full of sympathy: "Miss, look, he is so pitiful. He has no legs and relies on his hands to support himself and move forward."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue looked in the direction Chu Xia pointed. She stood up and slowly walked towards the old man.
The old man looked up at Lan Xiyue, his eyes full of pleading: "Miss, please be kind and give me something to eat."
Lan Xiyue squatted down and looked at the old man carefully. She saw that the old man had lost his legs and could only crawl on the ground with his hands. She called out softly, "An Yi."
An Yi walked over with a bag, took out two steamed buns from the bag, squatted aside and handed them to the old man.
The old man wiped his right hand on his clothes, took the steamed bun from the other hand, and stuffed it tightly into his arms as if he had received a treasure, and thanked repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you!"
The old man got two steamed buns, but did not stop. Instead, he immediately turned around and slowly moved back the way he came.
Lan Xiyue stood up, her eyes fixed on something not far away, her brows furrowed, her mind full of thoughts.
An Yi whispered beside him, "Princess, there are many people in the disabled village who are like that old man."
Lan Xiyue took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in her heart. She was clearly not a kind person, so why did she still feel such a strange emotion when she saw such a scene? She had come here to earn points and complete the mission. Lan Xiyue shook her head and suppressed the strange emotion in her heart.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but talk to the system in her mind: "System, this disabled village is full of disabled people. How do you want me to help them live a normal life? I have money, so it's not impossible for me to support them all the time."
System: "Master, you can't support them until they die. You need to help them live a normal life. This is the only way to solve the problem once and for all and enable them to be self-sufficient."
Lan Xiyue rolled her eyes, a helpless smile playing on her lips. "They've lost their legs. Even with my exceptional medical skills, how could I possibly regenerate arms and legs? Wait, wait, wouldn't it be better if I just gave them prosthetic limbs?" A glimmer of inspiration flashed in her eyes, but it quickly faded. This was ancient times, after all, a world vastly different from modern times. The technology and materials needed to make prosthetic limbs were extremely scarce.
She pondered inwardly, and suddenly her eyes lit up. "System, does the mall have what I need for a prosthetic limb?"
After he finished speaking, a ray of light flashed by, and the mall interface suddenly appeared in front of Lan Xiyue.
She browsed through the items in the mall carefully and couldn't help but feel secretly happy. Prosthetic limbs were listed. She had never seen prosthetic limbs in the mall before. How come they appeared in the mall as soon as she needed them? It was really great. Although prosthetic limbs were expensive, when she thought about the reward of 20 million points after completing the task, Lan Xiyue felt that this expense was nothing.
Afterwards, Lan Xiyue asked them to pack up and head into the disabled village. Chuchun followed closely behind her and boarded the carriage. She was carrying several heavy bags, while Chuxia and Anyi also carried large and small bags.
The group entered the disabled village and saw people with missing limbs everywhere in the village. When they saw Lan Xiyue and her group, they gathered around them, their eyes full of curiosity and expectation.
"An Yi, distribute the steamed buns to them." Lan Xiyue ordered softly.
Upon hearing this, An Yi immediately opened the bundle and, together with Chuchun and Chuxia, handed the plump white buns to everyone.
The disabled people held the steamed buns in their hands, their eyes red and tears welling up. "How long has it been since we had such delicious steamed buns? I never thought someone would come to our disabled village and bring us food," an elderly man said with tears in his eyes.
Chuchun looked at these ragged, pale, and thin people, and a wave of sadness welled up in her heart. "Our young lady came to visit you specially and bought a lot of food. Someone will deliver it to you soon."
Upon hearing this, the villagers turned their gazes to Lan Xiyue, their eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Miss! The imperial court has given up on us, but I didn't expect you to come to the disabled village and bring us food. You truly have a kind heart!" an old man cried.
Lan Xiyue waved her hand gently, indicating that they didn't need to do so. "You were all heroes who protected Dongyao Kingdom. Even if the court gives up on you, I will not!" Lan Xiyue's words were firm and powerful, like a spring breeze blowing across the long-dry land, bringing a glimmer of life to these desperate souls.
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