Scene outside Chang'an East City.

Not only Cai Mu noticed it, but Cai Yong and Lu Bu who were traveling with him also saw it in their eyes. but.

It is different from Cai Mu's concern for Dong Zhuo's granddaughter Dong Bai.

Cai Yong looked at the tragic situation of the refugees and refugees, and while sighing, he said in a waning tone:"In troubled times, it is the common people who suffer!"

"If there were no war in the world……"

"Why did they flee here and live a life of one full meal and three hungry meals?

Seeing that he was upset, Cai

Yong waved his hands to Cai Mu and Lu Bu, turned and left.

But before leaving, he paused where Wang Yun's heads were piled up.

After a while, he couldn't bear to see them after all. A loyal minister like Wang Yun still suffered this insult after his death. He asked for a piece of clothing from his entourage and put it on Wang Yun's head to protect him from the flies in the summer.

If Cai Yong is He couldn't bear to see the miserable state of the people and left. Lu Bu was simply not interested.

Lu Bu had seen a lot of refugees in his life!

"Good son-in-law, someone is gone!"

"When you are on your mission tomorrow morning, someone will come to see you off!"

He said this in his mouth.

But in Lu Bu's heart, he was secretly wondering which of his generals should be sent out to protect his son-in-law.

Lu Bu walked very coolly.

So coolly... he passed by Wang Yunshou. When he was standing next to Wang Yun, he not only spit thick phlegm at Wang Yun, but also asked his soldiers to remove the clothes that Cai Yong had previously covered Wang Yun's head with.

He was not as sympathetic to Wang Yun as Cai Yong.

Lu Bu, who was almost killed by Wang Yun, wanted to kick Wang Yun's head like a ball.

Not letting Wang Yun's head be eaten by dogs was already the greatest kindness of Lu Fengxian's life.

"Wang Yun is so miserable!"

After watching his father Cai Yong and father-in-law Lu Bu leave, Cai Mu, who teased Wang Yun, looked back at the girl in white in the distance.

……

Chang'an, east of the city.

Under a temporary straw shed for the convenience of cooking rice porridge for the refugees.

The girl Dong Bai looked at the gurgling rice porridge on the stove. She didn't bother to wipe the sweat on her face, with a happy smile on her lips.

"Dear uncles, aunts and uncles!"

"Just wait a little longer. The rice porridge will be ready in a while."

"There's something for everyone, and everyone can have a bowl."

While stirring the rice porridge with his elbows, Dong Bai said without raising his head.

His behavior at this time was nowhere near the timid look that Cai Mu had seen before.

Yanran looked like he was intoxicated with the joy of rescuing refugees.

Dong Bai was in a state of being unable to extricate himself.

But it was the maids and guards she brought who suffered.

They were not only responsible for helping their wayward eldest daughter cook rice porridge, but also responsible for maintaining the relief site. Order, to guard against those gangsters who might do this because of the young lady’s identity.

They did not want to guard against the refugees in front of them as if they were facing a powerful enemy. It was because some gangsters had tried to assassinate the young lady before, and at that time, they were They were frightened.

If the young lady hadn't tried her best to plead with the Prime Minister afterwards...they would have become dead under the Prime Minister's anger.

It didn't take long.

As the unique aroma of rice porridge spread, they were waiting for charity. The refugees began to restless and restless.

"Don't worry!"

"Everyone has it!"

Dong Bai called out and quickly got busy with the maids around him.

However, how could she, a frail woman, withstand the long hours of feeding the refugees?

Dong Bai was busy for half an hour. After that, she directly asked a maid next to her to replace her.

As for herself, she took a large bag of exquisite pastries from an accompanying carriage and gave them to the children among the refugees.

Listening to the children's words Thanks to her sister, Dong Bai's eyes turned into crescent moons with a smile.

Although she was very tired, Dong Bai felt very happy and worth it.

These were things that her grandfather who always doted on her could not give her.

But at this moment, an inappropriate voice came from Ring

"Miss Dong!"

"In these troubled times, there are so many refugees in various states and counties. Can you save them?"

"This little bit of rice porridge you give out as charity means a lot to many refugees.……"

"Not enough at all!"

"Not only is it not enough, your behavior will also attract more refugees here, causing Chang'an to fall into turmoil."

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Dong Bai looked back.

He saw it not far away.

A young scribe with a face like a crown jade, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, with a faint smile on his face was staring at her.

Undoubtedly, this The words were exactly what the young man in front of him said. After hearing this, Dong Baiqiong wrinkled his nose and looked at the young scribe with a somewhat unkind look.

The impression was even worse.

This man was very good-looking, but his mouth... was a bit redundant.

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