After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

As the eldest princess of Leyang in the Dajing Dynasty, she should have gotten used to this kind of scene earlier.

Struggles for imperial power and factional strife within the court.

The invisible smoke of gunpowder has created the cruel reality that lies before our eyes.

If running away would help, she would run away.

Now, let’s face it.

Faced with these ordinary people who were sacrificed at will because of the fight between bigwigs.

She didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of her.

This heavy burden is the responsibility she must face as the eldest princess.

"The son has met his mother."

Yan Shouzhuo brought the third brother and greeted Qin Yaoguang.

Looking at the two people's eyes that were obviously after crying, Qin Yaoguang felt a little comforted.

Fortunately, she came through in time, and they were not the kind of people who didn't care about human life as in the original book.

Now, even though fate is so unfair to them, they still have the compassion and spirit of youth in their hearts.

"Good boy."

Qin Yaoguang reached out and stroked the tops of their heads, gently soothing their emotions.

Needless to say, her actions speak louder than a thousand words.

The third child presented the roster he had checked: "Mother, they are all here."

Qin Yaoguang took it and looked at each name carefully.

She couldn't remember it, but this was the only trace of the dead person left in the world.

She deserves to be taken seriously.

After a while, she returned the roster to the third child and asked him to copy it again and return it to the elder.

As I stepped into the courtyard, I was overwhelmed by the overwhelming grief.

"Stop crying, your highness is here."

"That is Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Hurry up, come and greet me."

Everyone reminded each other in a low voice, wiped their tears, and bowed to her.

Ordinary people, who were unaware of etiquette norms, knelt down in the snow and kowtowed based on their most rudimentary understanding.

"I pay my respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

In the courtyard, the voices of men, women, old and young were mixed.

"Everyone get up!"

Looking at them, Qin Yaoguang wanted to say something, but in the end he just opened his mouth and couldn't utter a word.

Language has never seemed so pale and powerless.

A thin man supported the elder and walked to Qin Yaoguang.

The elder bowed repeatedly: "Your Highness, thanks to your rescue, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, tears welled up in his eyes.

"No need to say more, old man."

Qin Yaoguang opened her mouth and realized that her voice was hoarse: "Since you are here, settle down first."

She leaned slightly and told the village head, "Count the daily necessities they need and report them. Also, allocate a piece of wasteland for them to bury their people."

When the elder heard this, he knelt down and kowtowed again in excitement: "Thank you, Princess!"

It is impossible for migrants who have left their hometowns to return home.

It is a blessing to have a grave and a monument after death, so that future generations can have a place to pay tribute to you.

When he has the ability one day, he can come and move the grave.

Behind him, a crowd of people knelt down: "Thank you, Princess!"

As long as the simple people are given a way to survive, they will struggle to live in this world no matter how hard or tiring the life is.

Do a little bit of kindness to them and they will be grateful and remember you.

Qin Yaoguang's nose felt sore, and she said hurriedly, "Hurry up and get up."

How could she deserve such a great gift?

In the small courtyard shrouded in sadness, no one noticed that the sunlight had disappeared unknowingly, and thick lead-gray clouds once again dominated the sky.

"Your Highness!"

Fang Ting rode his horse across the stone bridge and rushed over: "Quick, let everyone hide!"

"Take shelter in a sturdy house!"

"The hail is coming!"

There was an ominous chill in the air and the wind.

Everyone was shocked and looked up to the sky.

When they reached the gate, Fang Ting pulled the reins and shouted, "Qingbai!"

Then he turned over and dismounted.

"Yes!"

Qing Bai's voice came closer and closer. He flew into the yard, hugged Qin Yaoguang around the waist, and carried her onto the horse that Fang Ting had just ridden. Fang Ting handed the reins to Qing Bai.

The master and the apprentice cooperated in perfect harmony, as if they had practiced the same movements countless times.

"Master, sit tight!"

Qing Bai whispered, then kicked the horse's belly and galloped towards the villa.

It's not as step-by-step as practicing, nor as leisurely as playing in the mountains.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder and the horse's back was shaken violently.

Qin Yaoguang hadn't yet come out of her sad mood and went straight into the exciting roller coaster mode.

She had to hold Qingbai's waist tightly to prevent herself from falling.

Closing his eyes and not daring to look at the scenery passing by so quickly, Qin Yaoguang was anxious and shouted, "Yan Shouzhuo, and the third brother! There are so many people!"

If the hail is as big as last night, it will be very dangerous!

How could she only care about herself?

"Master, rest assured, we have arranged everything!"

Qingbai answered loudly, and the gate of the villa was getting closer and closer.

When the hail warning was heard in the courtyard of the relocated households, the village head quickly asked people to take shelter indoors according to the preparations made in advance.

The guard on duty on the stone bridge picked up the hat from his feet, put it on, and hid under the stone bridge.

Fang Ting grabbed Yan Shouzhuo and the third brother like an eagle catching chicks, held them between his arms, and rushed towards the villa.

The dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower.

People on the ground were in chaos, and they all followed the previous instructions and looked for sturdy houses to take shelter.

"Mother, why hasn't Mother come back yet?!"

Lao Wu was guarding the door.

If Chun Ning hadn't held him tightly, he would have rushed out long ago.

Yan Jinyin twisted a silk handkerchief into a twist, but her heart just couldn't calm down.

The second brother didn't say anything, his lips were tightly pursed, and his hands were clenched into fists at some point.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, galloping from the foot of the mountain.

"It's mother!"

Lao Wu noticed Qin Yaoguang’s feather cap with his sharp eyes and jumped up from his place with excitement.

As a result, Chun Ning could no longer hold him back.

Watching Lao Wu rushing forward like a wild horse.

Yan Jinyin breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest gently.

The second brother turned around and told Peng Yan: "Go get a basin of hot water."

When they arrived at the gate, Qingbai pulled the reins and the horse snorted and stopped.

Qing Bai was the first to dismount, and then took Qin Yaoguang with him.

In just seven or eight minutes, they reached the gate of the villa. This was the first time Qin Yaoguang had experienced such a speed, and her legs felt a little weak.

If it weren't for Qingbai's help, she wouldn't even be able to get off the horse.

"Mother!"

Lao Wu stood in front of her with great energy: "Mother, please come with your son!"

Fang Ting used his inner strength to issue a hailstorm warning, and the entire imperial estate could hear it.

Qin Yaoguang let out an "ah", and Qingbai helped her walk quickly inside.

As long as you enter the villa, you will be safe even if you are just in the corridor.

The buildings here are more solid than anywhere else in Zhuangzi.

As soon as I stepped into the door, the second child handed me a freshly wrung hot towel: "Mom, please wipe your face first."

The horse was so bumpy that her hair was messed up and her face was covered with dust.