The first thing Fu Moyu did after bringing Nie Linyu back was to "punish" her well, after all, she left herself and ran away to stay with other men for so long, this was something he couldn't tolerate, even if that man was her brother.

The next morning, Fu Moyu and Nie Linyu hadn't gotten up yet, the two of them were busy until late last night, and now they both need to take a good rest.

The two of them hugged each other and slept together, and the sun sprinkled on their bodies, making this scene even more warm.

But the good times don't last long, and there will always be people who don't open their eyes to interrupt the beauty.

A few knocks woke both of them up, and Nie Linyu muttered twice and buried himself in the quilt.

Fu Moyu got dressed and walked to the door, he wanted to see who was bothering the two of them.

Fu Moyu opened the door, only to see a maid standing outside the door.

"What's the matter?"

Nie Lin said in a daze, she vaguely felt that someone was hugging her, and she didn't need to look at it to know that it was Fu Moyu coming.

"Your imperial brother sent someone to tell you that today he is going to give porridge outside the West Gate to help the victims, and he wants to invite the two of us to come with him."

Fu Moyu kissed her forehead lightly and said a little unhappily.

"My imperial brother is really a good man."

Nie Linyu sighed, and she shrank into Fu Moyu's arms.

"So, you're going?"

Fu Moyu asked, listening to his tone as if he was very unhappy.

"If you go, I'll go."

Nie Lin naturally heard it, and she naturally wouldn't make the person she loved the most unhappy for a brother who had just recognized her husband for a short time.

"Let's go together, we just don't have anything to do."

Fu Moyu's tone softened a lot, and his mood was much happier because of Nie Linyu's answer.

When it was close to noon, the two of them went out of the city, and they came to the west gate, where they happened to see the place where Qinglan sent porridge.

"It's really hilarious."

Nie Linyu said that beside her and Fu Moyu was Qinglan. He was originally supervising the soldiers' porridge pies, and as soon as he saw Nie Linyu and Fu Moyu coming, he came to look for them.

"Well, these are all refugees from Qingcheng, and it's really miserable, listening to what they said, people have begun to eat people in Qingcheng."

Qinglan smacked his tongue and said, he didn't expect this famine to be so serious.

Nie Linyu nodded, the queue in front of him to receive porridge could not be seen at a glance, it can be imagined that the number of people affected by the disaster is huge, these are just refugees who fled to the capital, and there are many more people who remain in Qingcheng.

"What is the situation now, is there any riots?"

At this time, Fu Moyu spoke, and he looked at the team leading the porridge, as if he was thinking about something.

"Not yet."

Qinglan said that time passed minute by minute, and he had been distributing porridge here for several hours, but there was no shortage of these refugees who received porridge.

However, as time passed, things began to happen in the porridge procession, and there were constant complaints from refugees that they had waited too long and that the amount of porridge they received was different.

At first, Qinglan didn't pay attention to it, but slowly, these complaints turned into a commotion, and there were refugees who wanted to grab the porridge, and some people even attacked the people who sent the porridge.

"Brother Huang, what should I do?" Yunnan

Nie Lin asked Qinglan in a panic, she didn't expect it to evolve like this.

"It's okay, I'll just take care of it."

Qinglan walked over with a gloomy face, he pacified the rioting people, but there were constantly people trying to snatch the distributed porridge.

"Guard! Catch me the people who shouted the most! ”

Seeing that the riot was getting worse, Qinglan let out a loud shout, and the guards who were watching from the side rushed into the crowd and arrested several of the refugees who had shouted the most fiercely at first.

All of a sudden, the commotion of the crowd also stopped, and the refugees looked at Qinglan and the refugees he had captured, and they felt a trace of danger.

"Who instructed you to make trouble?"

Qinglan asked righteously, his top priority now is to stabilize the situation, and the best way to stabilize the situation is to make an example of the monkey.

"No one instructed us, we just wanted to drink porridge!"

One of the captured refugees shouted loudly, and his shouts resonated with several other captured refugees.

"Who are you trying to deceive if you want to drink porridge and create a riot here?"

Qinglan sneered.

The refugees shouted loudly, trying to exonerate themselves. The shouts of these arrested refugees aroused the response of many refugees present, and the crowd was excited for a while.

"Stop sending porridge immediately, the guards will control this place for me, if anyone dares to grab the porridge, it will be killed!"

Qing Lan saw that the situation at the scene was already a little uncontrollable, so he simply stopped pieting porridge.

When those refugees heard that there was no porridge, they were just about to start grabbing the porridge, but what stood between them and the porridge was the bright sword in the hands of Qinglan's guards.

Although the refugees were very dissatisfied, they were still very rational in the face of the sword, and those refugees did not act rashly again.

"Very well, bring these people who caused the riot down to me, and make sure they spit out who is behind them!"

Qing Lan saw that the scene was under control, so he went to deal with the refugees who had been arrested.

I saw that the refugees were dragged to a bungalow, and a few minutes later, the guards dragged out with a few bloody corpses.

"Your Highness, they have also been recruited, and they are all spies instructed by other countries."

One of the guards said to Qing Lan, these are obviously made up by Qing Lan, but it doesn't matter if it's true or not, the important thing is that his prestige has been established.

Then Qinglan ordered the corpses to be hung on the wall to warn the refugees who received the porridge, so that the porridge could continue.

"But they're just a bunch of refugees, you see they're all scrawny, how can they be spies."

Nie Lin whispered to Fu Moyu, she was a little disgusted by Qinglan's approach.

"It's not their identity that matters, it's just a reason to kill them, your imperial brother needs a few examples to warn those refugees who receive porridge, and these refugees are just very unlucky to become those role models."

Fu Moyu explained to Nie Linyu that he could understand Qinglan's approach.

"It's cruel."

Nie Lin whispered, she shrunk her neck,

"There is no way, this is the plot of those in power."

Fu Moyu whispered, there was an incomprehensible depth in his eyes, and no one could tell what he was thinking.