C22 Millennium of Calamity

Some distance away from the city, the scene before Qingning's eyes unknowingly caught Qingning's eyes.

Originally, the barren land had countless new homes sprouting out of the ground overnight. The streets were connected to each other and the houses seemed to be there.

The supplies and materials used were organized and orderly. There were no longer any hopeless refugees that day.

"Miss, this... Is this still the refugee camp that we came to a few days ago?

After walking for a few miles, with the flow of food and medicine coming and going, Zhinuan's eyes were wide open as he asked in disbelief.

"Mm, disaster is pretty reliable!"

Qingning replied softly. This was an ancient method that relied solely on the human body's labour force, yet it had such quick results.

Zhinuan opened his eyes wide and asked curiously: "Miss is talking about Prince Rong?"

Qiu Yun continued: "I heard from the big boss that the Prince Rong was the one who paid for the disaster this time, the court officials did not even move an inch, so it is natural that it is reliable!"

Other than Qin Huo, who else could cause trouble for the Emperor, the Emperor did things hesitantly, even if they were to allocate funds for disaster relief operations, they would only follow the rules and go through the procedures from top to bottom. Not mentioning how long they took, but in this world, even if they had money below, they would not have such an effect.

A few days ago, in the outskirts of the city, which was filled with people who had lost hope, it was as if they had been reborn. Those who had remained here were divided into groups by the number of people.

As they continued to talk, the admiration on Zhinuan's face grew. "Sigh, if not for the fact that someone claimed that Prince Rong is unable to live past 25 years of age, based on his appearance, who knows how many women's fantasies they have of him!"

The corner of Qingning's mouth raised slightly, and as he walked in front, he casually replied: "Good people don't live for long, but disasters leave a thousand years!"

What's more, with the Worryfree Flower, this so-called 'short lifespan' didn't exist.

Zhinuan's little girl cried. She immediately stomped her feet, "Ya, then since Your Highness Prince Rong has done such a great thing, doesn't that mean that his life is much shorter?!"

Qingning smiled. He was speechless.

In the awning twenty steps away, a strong middle-aged man brought a bag of rice and kowtowed as he loudly praised. Not only does the young miss look like a fairy, her personality is also kind, it's really the living Guanyin of our Beiqin! "

"First Miss is a truly kind-hearted person, unlike that ugly Miss, who has to divide people into smaller groups just by splitting the steamed buns!"

"That's right, that's right. Little brats and old women can't get hungry. Shouldn't we, who are at a good age, starve to death?"

The able-bodied men below echoed her words, filled with dissatisfaction over the fact that she had only used porridge as a gift to the elderly, the weak, and the handicapped.

Even though she was in a simple awning, Lu Mengyan was still dressed in a white dress and embroidered on the bottom. Her makeup was just right, and Qianqian had left a small bag of rice in her hands to distribute to the customers.

At this moment, he handed a bag of rice to the next victim. He comforted her weakly, "Don't do this, don't do this. This sister has been willful since she was young. If there's anything wrong, this little girl will apologize to her fellow villagers on her behalf! "

Finished speaking, Ying Ying made a fortune and became even weaker, just like a willow supporting the wind, causing others to feel a sense of pity for her.

Indeed, in the next moment, the gentle and lovable Yan Er said, "Yan Er, you are too kind!" Then it was transmitted over.

Qin Yixuan, who was walking towards her from her left, looked straight ahead, his face filled with gentleness as he took off his cape and draped it over Lu Mengyan's body.

The latter blushed and said with a shy smile, "noble heir Xuan ?"

In the blink of an eye, love filled his eyes.

Zhinuan looked towards where Qingning was looking at, holding onto his clothes, he was at a loss of what position he should stand to block his young miss's line of sight.

It was Zhinuan's instinct to prevent her from being stimulated by these two people. Even if Qingning's temperament had changed drastically, he was still extremely careful, afraid that he would accidentally change his young miss back to her previous silly look.

Qiu Yun saw the scene not far away, and scolded hatefully: "The shed was built by the Second Miss, and the money was provided by the Second Miss, but the benefits are all picked up by the young miss!"

Qingning already felt goosebumps all over his body. Just as he was about to turn around and look her in the eye, he heard her words and couldn't help but take a glance.

It was important for the team to say that she didn't have a good background, but this girl seemed to have gone too far.

Just as he took two steps forward, a middle-aged man who looked like a doctor walked forward and cupped his hands in greeting, "Second Miss Lu! This is the medicine my master prepared. Second Miss, please take a look at the place you can use it! "

The direction he was pointing towards was still the hut constructed by Qingning and his men. Outside, there were four or five teachers who were spread out to check the pulse of the victims, and when the errand boy wrapped up the medicinal herbs, he would spread them out.

Medicinal material? Mistress?

Could it be Qin Huo?