The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

"Sister, do you want to try this cake? I got up early and bought it from the old man across the street. It's delicious."

"Sister, this one of mine is much more delicious than Blue Shadow's. Try this~"

Yun Nian was somewhat helpless and could only take both of them and put them in her own small dish.

She looked up and saw Fuqiu was still talking to the handsome and elegant Fuyun. The next second, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him, and her bright red lip balm fell on his face.

"Let's go, see you again if we're lucky."

Fuqiu turned around and waved her hand without any lingering feelings, while Fuyun bent down slightly and bowed to her, his wide sleeves almost falling to the ground.

"What, you like it?"

Yaohua looked at the figure stepping into the carriage with some disdain and sneered.

"Fuyun, don't forget who we are. Since that man can be with the woman the king likes, he must be of a very noble status. He is not even good enough to be from a good family, so how dare we dream of that?"

He took advantage of the fact that Yun Nian and the others had already gotten into the car, and did not try to suppress his voice.

But Fuyun was not angry. He just took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the marks on his face.

"Of course I know. We are different from Langya, Lanying and Luxi. We have already fallen to an irreversible point. We are not as clean as them and still have a chance to leave."

Fuyun still had a smile on his face, and even nodded to Chao Qin who was looking over, and then went back to his room.

"Hmph, you better be."

Yaohua also turned and left, but Chaoqin let go of her hand, leaving a small piece of paper in her hand.

"Let her do whatever she wants, but make sure she is safe."

He looked at the carriage going away and muttered to himself,

"Okay, now you won't let me go to Dongling to look for pearls with Baiju, right?"

……

This carriage was indeed built by the order of the Regent himself. Even with three more people, there was still plenty of room. Even a big guy like Langya could sit up straight and stretch his legs.

However, Langya still consciously went to the front to drive the carriage that originally did not need a driver. Lanying and Luxi quietly and obediently shrank into the corner.

The closer we got to Jisha City, the hotter we felt. According to rumors, Jisha City was dry and rainless, so even plants could hardly survive.

It was not until he saw it with his own eyes that Yun Nian realized how serious the situation described in the book was.

Their carriage was okay, it looked just a little bit bigger and ordinary, but the gorgeous carriages in front and behind them were basically surrounded by people.

"Master, please be kind and give me some food."

"Sir, help me, sir, give me something to eat."

Yun Nian couldn't open the window or lift the curtain, so he could only peek through the cracks. The skinny people all had numb expressions on their faces.

Some of the carriages that were stopped would throw a few cakes or a small bag of millet. The dry rice grains would float out of the loosened bag and fall onto the sand-covered land, causing people to scramble for them.

"Is it pitiful?"

Fuqiu suddenly spoke, with a wicked smile on her face, as if she was thinking of some bad idea.

"Should we give them our food? Should we give them money? Sisi, should we go down and tell them that everything will be fine?"

Her tone became a little faster, even a little impatient.

Outside the window, the carriage that had just been given food was unable to leave, and was surrounded by a new wave of people who had not grabbed any food, and they all begged in the same way.

"Get away, you greedy bastards!"

"No more. We have given you all the food. Go find someone else."

But simple words cannot scare away these people who are so hungry that they are confused. Only actions and the smell of blood can make them sober.

In Yun Nian's carriage, Lang Ya pursed his lips tightly and frowned, waving his whip to intimidate those who tried to get close.

"There's no point. I can't please everyone."

The girl being questioned saw a ragged little girl holding a rotting corpse with her eyes wide open. Her eyes suddenly met Yun Nian's.

"They must have escaped from Jisha City, but they didn't expect that Jisha City would be so far away from the next inhabited place. Only by eliminating the external enemies can they be saved, right?"

She took out a piece of cake and handed it to Langya.

"Throw the cake into the girl's arms without attracting anyone's attention."

For Langya, this was naturally no difficulty. The little girl only felt a pain in her chest and a sweet smell like in a dream.

She didn't care about anything and broke it into two halves, stuffing one half into her own mouth and desperately putting the other half into her mother's already blackened lips.

"Humph, the people of Daan are nothing but hypocrites."

Seeing no fun, she lay down again in boredom and closed her eyes.

Yun Nian turned her eyes away, and the scene of refugees blocking her way was far away from her. However, the desperate and indifferent expression of the little girl was deeply imprinted in her heart.

The yellow sand filled the sky with a sweet smell of blood, just like beautiful pastries with a sweet aroma.

……

The yellow sand and the corpse fell together in Zuo Mingyuan's sight. He wiped the blood off his face, but forgot that the wound on his arm left a winding bloodstain.

"Damn it, these shameless Koro people."

Heavy breathing and painful wails lingered in the yellow sand of Jisha City. If the fallen bodies were not brought back, they would become the enemy's mummies the next day.

The warriors of Jisha City not only had to chop off the heads of their enemies, but also had to fight desperately with their former comrades.

"Why, why should we let them die and not rest in peace?"

Even Zuo Mingyuan couldn't give an answer to this question. He had been fighting for so long that he couldn't remember the last time he had a good night's sleep.

In the never-ending attacks, he could only close his eyes and take a nap for a while before he had to throw himself into the endless fighting again.

"Ke Luo, they actually used such evil witchcraft, aren't they afraid that it will backfire on them?"

The comrade beside him roared in despair. Zuo Mingyuan threw him down and dodged the arrow flying from behind.

But he himself was surrounded by a dozen mummies, and they grabbed him with their sharp claws.

"Ha~ Now I really can't see Sisi anymore..."

He watched the dry face getting closer and closer, but his body had no strength to move.

"Zheng~"

A shocking piano sound was heard, and the mummy in front of him suddenly stopped.