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Under the command of the guards of the city, everyone supported each other, slowly divided into several teams, and then sat in the mud and waited.

In fact, as long as you have a bite to eat, why not wait a little longer? What they fear is starvation, expulsion, and hopelessness.

"Oh, let's just wait a little longer, just wait a little longer. Soon there was food to eat...... "Dirty mother with a child in her arms."

She pursed her thirsty lips and pressed her face to the child's face.

"Nannan, Nannan......" She called a few times, but received no response. The child's face was very hot, even his breath became very weak, and his whole body seemed to be light and fluttering, and he would be blown away by the wind at any time.

"Wake up!" The woman's voice was choked, and some of her wept silently.

She has been on the run with her children since the floods. The rain was non-stop, and their clothes were wet all the time, and they were cold and cold against their bodies. Moreover, because the imperial court did not organize disaster relief, they could only gnaw on the leaves and grass on the roadside, drink dirty water on the ground, and did not even have a mouthful of hot water. On such days, adults can stand it, but children can't stand it.

Before coming to the capital, Nan Nan said weakly that she really wanted to drink a bowl of hot water and warm her body, but the rain was very cold on her body......

However, now outside the gate of the capital, hot water is available immediately, and there is hot porridge to drink, but the child can't open his eyes.

"Save my child, my baby is sick, please, save my baby!" The woman crawled on her knees on the ground with the child in her arms, and moved step by step to the commander who was defending the city. She was afraid that if she waited any longer, the child would not be able to drink hot water at all, and she would be about to die.

However, she was also afraid of angering the soldiers defending the city, fearing that they would draw their swords against each other and make her and her daughter behead each other, so she could only kneel on the ground, curl up in the muddy water, and pray in the most humble posture.

All around were numb and indifferent gazes.

Something like this, on the way to escape, has happened I don't know how much.

Someone's child is sick, someone's parents are sick, and someone's wife or husband is sick. Some people had diarrhea and did not have the strength to travel, some were suffering from a cold and fever, and some were injured in the floods. However, almost all the sick and injured people ended up being thrown halfway through......

It's not that there is no mercy, but that you can't!

There were people everywhere, at first there were turf and leaves, but eventually the victims gathered more and more, and even the leaves were eaten. To stay on the road is to die, and only by constantly moving forward can it be possible to live!

"Be honest! Get back in here! Otherwise, today's porridge and rice will be gone! The soldier didn't draw his sword, but his attitude was not very good.

The number of victims was too large, and there was a lot of pressure on them. Although the queen said that she would provide disaster relief, how much food do you have to eat in a day for so many disaster victims? Heavy rain will continue for a day, and the victims will be endless. One day, the capital will run out of food......

"Please, please!" The woman flinched, but instead of retreating, she kept kowtowing.

The soldier kicked her in the side, knocking her sideways and almost falling off the child in her hand.

Everyone just looked at her coldly, and no one spoke for her.

The woman hugged the child tightly, looked up at the rain in the sky, and wept loudly and heartbreakingly.

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When the carriage arrived at the gate of the city, it was such a scene.

The gates were wide open, and two rows of sword-wielding soldiers guarded the gates. Outside the city gates, the victims lined up in several long lines. In the midst of the victims, a woman was holding her child and crying like madness.

Han Xin lifted the curtain and jumped directly from the carriage. She didn't even wear a robe, and she didn't care about the raindrops falling on her body, she only glanced at the noise at the city gate, and looked around looking for Shi Jiao'e.

"The Queen Mother! Where are you, Queen Mother? Han Xin shouted while dodging the puddle on the ground, jumping and jumping towards the city gate.

"Princess! You slow down......" Wanxi flipped out her coat and chased after her quickly.

Han Lang was still sitting in the carriage, pouting unhappily, watching his sister walk away, still refusing to come down.

"Mother, I'm here to help you with disaster relief!" Han Xin stood under the city gate and shouted at it. Her eyes were sharp, and at once she saw her mother, standing on the top of the city gate, holding a longbow, looking into the distance.

"Xin'er!" Shi Jiao'e turned her head, her face was slightly pale, and her tense emotions relaxed.

"Don't run around, I'll help the queen mother boil water and cook porridge for the victims." Shi Jiao'e still carried a bow and arrows, and quickly walked off the lookout.

She had already seen it just now, Zhou Bo was hurrying here with a team of soldiers carrying several huge stone pots. It didn't take a cup of tea for the soldiers to set up a stone pot and boil the hot water first.

"Noble lady! Please, save my daughter! When the woman saw Shi Jiao'e, it was as if she had seen a savior, holding her daughter who was already unconscious, and quickly moved to this side.

"Noble Bodhisattva, you also have a daughter, so show mercy and save my daughter!" She was still far from the city gate, but she desperately shouted at the top of her voice, trying to get Shi Jiao'e's attention.

At this time, she no longer cared about angering the soldiers defending the city. In order to be able to save her daughter, she even risked her life.

"Untouchables dare!" The soldiers who defended the city were furious, and drew their swords to cut them.

That's the Queen! If this pariah disturbs the queen, he can't afford to lose ten heads!

"Let them come!" Shi Jiao'e commanded in a deep voice.

In fact, she had already seen what had happened on the lookout just now. It's just that in this tense situation, saving people is not a good choice.

Sure enough, after Shi Jiao'e let the woman over, there was a riot in the entire refugee ranks.

"Nobleman, save my son!" His son, unable to bear his thirst, drank dirty water from the ground, and had been having diarrhea.

"Noble, save my wife!"

Noble, save my husband......"

"Noble, save my old mother!"

Almost everyone has someone they care about, who is either weak or sick and needs special care.