The things that have been dealt with by the city lord of Yicheng are almost in the evening, and it will be too late to put food now.

Fortunately, she has the sign of the Wing City City Lord's Treasury in her hand, and it is more convenient for her to act.

Feng Qingyan really didn't plan to do it, but this Wing City City Lord was too troublesome.

The treasury was so far away from the courtyard where she lived, and in order to confuse her vision, the city lord had people carry it through the courtyard where she lived.

Feng was arrogant, and it wasn't that he couldn't see the city lord's intentions.

In order to avoid a series of troubles in the future, she had no choice but to threaten.

In Feng Qingfang's eyes, she was really merciful to her subordinates, and it was merciful not to take her life.

But the city lord of Wing City and those servants looked at it with deep fear.

"Your Highness, we have set up a porridge shed outside the City Lord's Mansion, and the people have passed, can Your Highness go and have a look?"

The people she brought from the Tainu's Mansion were much more pleasing to the eye than the City Lord's Mansion no matter how you looked at it.

Feng nodded wildly, and the gaze that looked at the entourage was also dyed with a smile.

"You go and call the lord of the city and let her come over and watch the soup soup ......."

The entourage listened to Feng's frivolous words, and respectfully responded and retreated.

Feng Qing's madness is also simple, doesn't this city lord of Yicheng like to be greedy for ink? She let her watch the money and food she had embezzled disappear little by little.

When Feng went out lightly, the water near the porridge shed was already surrounded and impassable, and the city lord of Yicheng had a bitter face, sitting on the side and watching the people receive the porridge.

The meals in the City Lord's Mansion were all stopped by Feng Qingfang, and all the large and small kitchens were making porridge and steamed buns.

Even the city lord of Yicheng did not have the privilege of eating her past delicacies from the mountains and seas.

Each person who came over could receive a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns, and those who didn't have enough to eat had to wait until everyone had finished receiving them.

Although there is no oil star, it is better than an empty stomach.

Most of them are people who have not eaten enough for several days, and they know best what their city lord looks like, they are already dead in their hearts, and they live for a few days with a heart of starvation.

But now that they were told that Her Royal Highness had come down to Yicheng and was giving porridge in the City Lord's Mansion, they were very grateful in their hearts, so they almost offered Feng Qing a madness.

When Feng Qingfang came over, the reluctance on the face of the city lord of Yicheng was hurriedly put away, and he walked in front of Feng Qingfang and saluted her respectfully.

The servants also stopped working in their hands, and Feng nodded at them and stood aside.

Feng Qingfang doesn't sit, where does the city lord of Yicheng dare to sit?

Feng Qingfang in the crowd felt that someone was watching her, but when she turned around, the person lowered his head.

Feng looked at the black pressure frantically, and didn't care, the person's gaze was not malicious, and she didn't delve into it anymore.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

A little boy asked, tugging at the corner of his brother's coat.

The little boy was too low to see the person in front of him, but the boy could see clearly.

The stunningly beautiful woman in front of her was the one who gave them the pastries today.

He didn't expect to see her here, and he secretly felt a little happy in his heart.

"My brother saw the benefactor who gave us food......

The young man said with a little gleam in his eyes.

He and his brother still had mud and dust on their faces, making it difficult to see what they looked like.

But at this time, his eyes are very good-looking because of the look.

Feng saw him at a glance through the crowd.

Feng Qingfang felt that it was not easy to see such clean eyes in this Yicheng, so he looked at it a few more times, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

The young man felt Feng's frantic gaze, and when he saw her smile at him, his face began to burn, if it weren't for the dirty face that he couldn't see clearly, his big red face must have been revealed.

He just rushed over, and he didn't see others saluting Feng Qingmad, and he didn't know Feng Qingmad's identity.

The people on the side only cared about queuing up to receive porridge, where would they bother to talk to him about these idle things.

Both of his parents died in the flood, and if it had not been for the fact that his parents lifted him and his brother up and put them on a tree, his brother would not have been spared.

Watching his parents die, if he didn't have to take care of his younger brother, he probably wouldn't be able to support it.

"Brother, brother, is that good-looking sister? I want to see the winter solstice as well......"

The little boy took the boy's hand, and there was a little excitement in his eyes.

The boy nodded, a shy smile on his face.

He didn't speak, but picked up the little boy.

Feng Qingfang watched the entourage soup soup in the porridge shed, with a smile on his face from beginning to end.

She already had a plan for this disaster in her heart.

If the people's houses are destroyed, they will not have food and a place to live.

It is still necessary to build houses first, and then distribute food.

An old woman took her little granddaughter and received porridge and steamed buns but did not leave.

Instead, he put the meal aside and knelt in front of Feng Qingfang.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness saved us! Her Royal Highness is such a good person......"

The old woman began to cry as she spoke, and these words also spoke to the hearts of others.

So in front of the porridge shed, there was a voice of everyone kneeling on the ground and thanking Feng lightly.

The boy and the boy also knelt down, and the boy's heart was like a wave.

His face also turned a little pale, he didn't expect that this benefactor who saved them would have such a noble status.

Also, if it weren't for the royal family, how could he be so good-looking, and this all-round bearing is not something ordinary people can have.

Feng looked at a large number of kneeling people with a little discomfort on his face.

Still, she did a good job of evoking a proper smile.

"Hurry up, Your Majesty sent Gu here today, you are a member of my Feng Jing Country, Emperor Feng is merciful, and will never abandon her people!"

Feng Qingyan has never been appreciated by so many people, and she never thinks she is a good person.

Where are there any good people in the Demon Realm? They just kill and plunder.

She's just doing her job in her position, at most she's just doing what she wants.

But even if she is saving these people, she never feels that she is a good person, and she does not want to be a good person.

She hid the discomfort on her face and continued to watch the people receive the porridge.

Due to the abundance of manpower, the kitchen kept sending porridge and steamed buns, and the distribution speed was also fast.

The boy and the boy also came to the front, he took his things and raised his face to thank Feng lightly when he looked at Feng Qingfang.

Feng Qing was stunned for a moment, she hadn't paid attention to them in the first place, if she hadn't paid close attention, I'm afraid she wouldn't have recognized who this young man was.

"The benefactor saved the grass people, but the grass people didn't know that the benefactor's identity was so noble......"

The young man looked at Feng Qing and pulled a somewhat reluctant smile.

Feng's frenzied face was a little inexplicable, but he didn't delve into the meaning of his words.

These words were just a moment of emotion for the young man, and he didn't care when he saw that Feng was frivolous and didn't answer him.

He didn't think that she would answer herself.

After all, she is Her Royal Highness, and she is the most noble person in the world except for the Phoenix Emperor and the Phoenix Queen.

And he, even if he is rescued, is still a talented son.

And now he is a fatherless and motherless commoner.