Chapter 65

Everyone's eyes could not help but focus on this little child.

But it was such a small child that made them feel unprecedented power!
Everyone quieted down, the red eyes seemed to be contagious, and those who were crying stopped crying, silently looking at the girl in the ruins.

The air was quiet for a moment, and then there was a loud cry. Several people knelt and kowtowed to Feng Jiaojiao first, shouting: "The Princess is a thousand years old!"

Then everyone knelt down to her spontaneously, with tears in their eyes to thank her!
Xiao Lingrong looked at her in the ruins and pursed her lips, he couldn't deny it, his heart was moved again.

In the distance, an expensive man sat in a carriage, and he was staring at the scenery here.

His eyes were wandering, and the little Taoist boy behind him also followed his gaze and landed on that flamboyant girl in the ruins.

He asked: "Does the priest want to help Princess Shiheng?"

He said again: "There are so many people injured over there, do you want to rescue them?"

There was no emotion in Helian Yichu's deep eyes, he asked calmly and softly, "Will you help animals when you see the weak and the strong preying on them?"

Xiao Daotong blinked his eyes, and didn't understand why the priest suddenly asked this question, but simply thought about this question, then shook his head and replied: "No help."

"Yes, we can't save you." Helian Yichu put down the car curtain and said, "Let's go back."

He lowered his eyes, he didn't know what was thinking in his heart, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if hiding a rare smile.

With Feng Jiaojiao's encouragement, people can be considered to have adjusted their mentality, calmed down a little from the fear, and started to give alms and rebuild the house in an orderly manner.

Feng Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Feng Chupin in a brocade robe walking towards her with a smile brewing in his eyes.

Tree Shadow followed behind him.

"Is it done?"

Didn't he just leave?
Feng Chupin nodded and came to her side: "I also listened to my sister's impassioned words by the way."

He leaned over and hugged her, whispering softly in her ear: "My sister is great."

Apart from his mother, she was the first woman to capture the hearts of the people in this way.

Feng Jiaojiao nestled in his arms and asked, "Do you think those bastards from the Guan family have their minds squeezed by the door? My mother tried her best to make peace, but they wished they could dance on my ancestral grave" Bundi!
"Hey, bouncing, bouncing. If this is my son, I'll be so mad!"

Huh, Hao Xuan slipped his tongue.

Feng Chupin didn't seem to notice anything unusual, Feng Jiaojiao asked again: "Where did you lock Mrs. Guan?"

Feng Chupin carried her to set up a pot to serve porridge: "Together with her son, we are guests in Seventh Brother's yard."

He answered calmly, but Feng Jiaojiao inexplicably felt that this visit as a guest might make them lose their skin!

The cauldron boiled, and Feng Jiaojiao began to repeat the morning thing again.

When they finished distributing the porridge and taking care of the victims' residences, it was already ugly.

Probably around 02:30 in the middle of the modern night.

At this time, the key to the palace gate has already been released.

Everyone was exhausted, but fortunately the victims were all assigned to Fengchupin's garden.

With a place to live and clothes and daily necessities sent by Mu Yuan on the way, the disaster victims' affairs are almost settled.

It's just that it will take another three to five days to wait for the victims' houses to be rebuilt.

But it doesn't matter!

Feng Jiaojiao and Xiao Zanleng bid farewell to each other, and then she came to Yu Linger's side, seeing that she and her maidservant looked disappointed.

Feng Jiaojiao hugged Yu Linger's arm, smiled sweetly, and asked, "What's wrong with Linger sister, you're frowning!"

Yu Ling'er's face turned slightly embarrassed, and she heard her maid say: "The key has been released in the palace, we can't go back, and we haven't brought the fancy clothes for tomorrow's banquet..."

"Then sister will live with me directly!" He said: "My sister chooses and wears all the fancy clothes in my house!"

The little maid's eyes lit up, this is much safer than staying in an inn outside!

Yu Ling'er had no relatives or friends since she was a child, let alone live in someone else's house, so she couldn't help being stunned, and asked a little at a loss, "But...is it okay?"

Feng Jiaojiao smiled brightly: "Of course!" She tilted her head playfully: "Jiaojiao has long wanted to invite her sister to come to her house as a guest. What do they call this, emmmmm, let me think about it."

"Handkerchiefs, yes, handkerchiefs!"

It was the first time that Yu Ling'er had heard someone say that she wanted to make a handkerchief with her, so she smiled happily, then nodded, and Feng Jiaojiao pulled her into her carriage.

……

"So my sister has to choose the sacrifice again?"

In Baoyue Pavilion, two little girls were sitting in front of the dressing table talking about the burning of the nine-story pagoda.

Unexpectedly, a fire in the nine-story pagoda brought so much trouble to Yu Ling'er.

Yu Ling'er was also very distressed, she smiled helplessly, nodded and said: "Yes".

He sighed again: "Actually, it's not me who is the busiest, but the high priest.

The nine-story pagoda was burned, not only the sacrifices were gone, but even the huge statue of Qilang on the ninth floor was gone.Not even a trace was left, which really annoyed His Majesty.I heard that he lost his temper with the high priest. "

An unknown light flashed across Feng Jiaojiao's eyes, then she smiled again and said: "It's just a god statue, His Majesty likes it, just find someone to build it again, why get so angry?"

She has a kind of rush to watch the excitement and not think it's a big deal.

While talking lightly, he secretly smiled in his heart.

I'm afraid the old emperor doesn't eat well, is he restless?

Originally wanted to restrain people, but the result was good, they were directly cremated and let people run away.

I don't know if I'm afraid that someone will kill me in the middle of the night!
Naturally, Yu Ling'er didn't know what Feng Jiaojiao was thinking, she just shook her head and said: "No, I heard that the idol is different, but His Majesty insists on bringing back the high priest who is exactly the same, otherwise he will be sentenced to negligence. And I also want to find the nine identical sacrifices, or I will be sentenced to dereliction of duty."

Where can she find so many precious treasures!

But compared to the high priest's, she thinks hers is easier.

Feng Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows and couldn't help asking: "What will happen if you neglect your duty?"

Yu Ling'er thought about it for a while: "At the least, you may be demoted, and at worst, you may lose your head by ransacking your home."

He smiled lightly at Feng Jiaojiao again: "It just depends on how His Majesty is feeling at that time."

She is homeless, and so is the high priest, and both of them are lying down.

Feng Jiaojiao marveled at Yu Linger's ability to be indifferent to life and death, then suddenly remembered something, rolled her eyes, and said to Yu Linger, "Sister Linger, take a bath and change clothes first, I'll go prepare some dishes, we'll finish our bath later, Use some more food, rest for a while and then enter the palace."

He called out again: "An Qiao, take a bath!"

Yu Ling'er nodded, and Feng Jiaojiao took advantage of the moment An Qiao came in and passed her by, and whispered to her: "Come to Qingli Courtyard and tell me when Linger finishes taking a bath."

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