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Qi Meng had to eat two meals before she finally couldn't help but open the basket that was emitting the fragrance of food. Only then did she realize that the life of a beggar was not worse than theirs.
Three dishes, one soup and two big bowls of rice, were probably prepared according to a man's appetite. Qi Meng couldn't help but swallow her saliva and take out the dishes. They were still warm.
"Imperial Mother, come quickly. The food is clean and smells good!"
The empress was lying on the only wooden bed, warm under the covers. She wasn't as cold as Qi Meng, but she had covered herself with the covers for the past two days and had been starving. She didn't feel well anymore, no matter how she covered herself.
She took the rice from Qi Meng and stuffed it into her mouth with her eyes closed, not even bothering to look at it.
Who knows?
So delicious?
She quickly opened her eyes and looked into the bowl. There was shredded meat and cabbage … She looked at Qi Meng, who was gobbling down the food on the broken table. It looked as if she hadn't eaten anything in eight lifetimes.
Huangfu Feixue lamented inwardly. She didn't expect that Ning'er didn't abandon them. During this hungry time, she believed that the things in their bowls were 'good' things that the beggar had never eaten before. But even if they didn't have anything to eat, they hadn't treated her and her daughter unfairly …
"Qi Meng, eat slower!"
"Muhou, it's really delicious! It must have been An Ran who helped me prepare it. It's such a pity that we didn't eat it two days ago. These little fellows are cheering on me!"
Qi Meng had rice in her mouth as she mumbled, "Mother, come quickly. There are still a lot of dishes …"
Huangfu Feixue was a little touched. Although this child was usually insensible, he even brought a bowl for himself just now. She had heard Qi Meng say that An Jing taught 'virtue' and 'filial piety' …
It seemed that she had changed after the girls' garden party. Perhaps she had escaped death and learned to empathize with the feelings of others. In short, this spoiled daughter of hers had changed a lot.
After the two of them had eaten their fill, their spirits were greatly improved, and their bodies also felt warm.
"Hey, what's your name? When are you going to hide us? How's the situation outside?"
Yan Qimeng couldn't help but start chatting with him as she watched him come in to collect the dishes. These two days, she had been putting on airs with the person who took care of them, and hadn't spoken to them properly at all.
"Miss, I'm only here to deliver the food to you. I didn't hide anything from you, but my head refused to let you go. As for why, I don't know either. I'm leaving."
"Halt ~"
"Do you know who I am? How dare you lock us up?"
"If you want to leave, then leave. We're not afraid of death outside. We don't have time to take care of you. I'm going to beg for food. Don't block my way!"
"You ~"
"Right, you can't go out. You can stay in the courtyard, but in order not to be seen by those who want to kill you, it's best if you go out at night!"
Seeing that Yan Qimeng didn't stop him, the little girl told her that they could move around the courtyard, meaning that they weren't locked up but were free.
The little beggar did not show them any respect, but he did not offend them either. They did not know the true identities of the mother and daughter duo, and only knew that they could not be wronged.
These two sure were lucky. The higher-ups had ordered for them to go to Duwei Restaurant everyday to receive food for them. They all knew where Duwei Restaurant was.
Thus, these beggars knew that their identities were different. Thus, no one came to disturb them, so they only asked him to deliver the food.
Thus, Yan Qimeng and Empress Feixue left the secret room at night and walked around the courtyard.
When they came out, they could see that it was snowing heavily outside, and they were in an extremely dilapidated courtyard.
The cold wind and snow violently blew everywhere in the courtyard. The wind made them both feel as if they had been stabbed in the face with a knife.
It was all run-down houses, the kind that let in the rain and blew in the wind.
There were more than twenty small cries coming from the ground, sleeping or standing up or sitting around them. They were all dressed in rags, and their clothes were all over the place. They were shivering in this cold and dilapidated yard.
There were also a few lonely old men who were covering the children with slightly thicker clothes.
Looking at this scene, both of them could not help but feel their hearts ache. They silently went back to the ground. There was at least a bed and bed underneath the ground. It was obvious that these people were here to give them a good time while they were being buffeted by the wind and rain.
The two of them sat silently on the edge of the bed, no longer in the mood to cover themselves with quilts. They looked at each other without knowing what to think, but they could tell what each other was thinking from the other's words.
"Qi Meng, go and take them all out of the wind. If this goes on, we'll freeze to death!"
Qi Meng, the mother of a nation, finally spoke. With tears in her eyes, she nodded vigorously and returned to the yard.
"Brothers and sisters, old uncles …" "All of you, quickly come down to avoid the wind. It's too cold outside, if you go on like this you'll freeze to death. Come, little brother, come, big sister will hug you …"
For the first time, she didn't despise these people for being dirty. She personally went up to pick up a three-year-old child. The child's face was already pale from the cold and his lips were black. She hugged him tightly.
"Quick, everyone, come down. Quick, listen to me, everyone come down …"
Everyone looked at her timidly. She was a beautiful noble. Weren't she always scolding them for being smelly and dirty beggars? How did she change?
"Wuu …" Quickly go down and avoid the wind. This courtyard is too cold. Qi Meng was previously ignorant and had troubled you. Wu … "Come down, come down …"
The crowd still looked at her timidly, not daring to listen to her.
"Everyone, come down. It has been hard on you all these days!"
Huangfu Feixue's voice was filled with an irresistible dignity. After everyone heard her, they obediently followed her out of the secret room.
When they reached the bottom, they all snuggled into the corner, away from their beds, their bodies full of estrangement, isolating them from the outside.
Huangfu Feixue let out a long sigh. She thought that the capital city was as glorious as she had imagined, but to think that there was such a group of people suffering. This was just a small part of the capital city.
He was dressed extravagantly and had never come into contact with such a crowd. Yan Yihan's rule was not only bad, but he also had thousands of poor people …
Her thoughts were in a mess. She had always been thinking about how to seize power, so what if she gained power? Did they have the chance to see such a crowd?
"Are there still people outside? Qi Meng, you go look for them. Don't let the villagers be frozen!"