TV Series: When the Villain Chooses to Stand by

Chapter 253 Return of the Pearl Buddha 21

Nan Chu looked at Yan Ning lovingly as he was playing with the cat, and heard the system scream in his mind.

"Ah~ idiot."

"Well, what's going on?"

"Host, this little girl has the latest batch of systems. She might have gotten too excited and ran to the wrong place."

"These five princesses were originally not very active. The people other than the protagonist can be painted at will. Their situations are similar, so the binding is successful."

After saying that, he felt that such behavior was too shameful, so he tried to make amends.

"You know, the initial binding is the same, and the signals emitted by people in desperate situations are similar. You can't blame it entirely."

Nan Chu had imagined all kinds of conspiracies and tricks in his mind, but he never expected that this was a trick created by the novice system itself.

I suddenly felt sorry for my unlucky granddaughter, and I didn’t know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

"If I remember correctly, most of the initial systems are for the super-rich or those who enjoy pleasure. With her status, is there any need for her to enjoy pleasure? Can she spend the target amount of the system?"

The system thought Nan Chu wanted to help, and it jumped happily in the space.

This is the first time that it has been in the same space with other systems, and it can finally enjoy the joy of supporting its younger generations.

"Yes, the host has a good memory. Only by enjoying the best of everything and healing the sufferings of the past can a new life begin."

Nan Chu rolled his eyes quietly. Gifts without price tags are the most poisonous candies.

"You just said that it showed Yan Ning the entire plot. Is that the whole story?"

"No, the main character only appears rarely in the part where his younger brother died young and the empress disagreed with the emperor and was eventually deposed."

"Its energy is too low. I'm worried about the little girl and the protagonist clashing, so I avoided it."

The system was still expecting what Nan Chu would do, but the next second it discovered that the two sides had lost connection again. In anger, it had to return to its own playground.

What if this is the last time of your life? You might as well enjoy it.

Nan Chu integrated all the information and was relieved after confirming that Yan Ning did not harbor hatred towards Xiao Yanzi and the others out of thin air.

If such a young child is shrouded in hatred, there is a great possibility that he will grow up in a wrong direction.

Not long after, Qing'er took Yan Ning out of the palace.

This time their destination is the outer city.

"Sister Qing, where are we going?"

When Yan Ning left the palace today, he discovered that there were five full carriage frames following behind him. They were covered with thick oil paper and it was impossible to see what was inside.

Usually they would go out of the palace to play and experience the prosperity of the inner city.

The route at this time is obviously different.

The children in the same carriage also looked at Qing'er with shining eyes. They had already seen all the fun things in the city, so was there something new this time?

The wet nurse sat in the corner holding the three-year-old Seventh Princess, looking out the window worriedly.

The carriage was full of children born to the Empress. Concubine Ling didn't want her Seventh Princess to go along, but the Empress Dowager specially sent someone to pick them up, so she had to agree.

Qing'er was also a little uneasy at this time, but she didn't show it on her face.

"Don't worry, you'll know when you get there."

This morning, the Empress Dowager suddenly asked her to take the children to go out of the city to have a look, and also brought a lot of winter clothes and food.

This was also Qing'er's first time encountering these things, and she was thinking about how to control the situation all the way.

As Nan Chu instructed, Aunt Gui brought them to the shanty town in the south of the city. Not far away was the overpass, which was bustling and lively.

Yongqi was the oldest, and his eyes almost popped out when he passed by the overpass.

He had heard the old man selling candied haws mention before that the best acrobatics were performed here on the overpass.

Seeing the bustling crowd getting farther and farther away, Yongqi looked at Qing'er disappointedly, "Sister Qing'er, why don't we stop here?"

Qing'er smiled and rubbed his head, comforting him: "Let's not go this time. If you like, I'll go with you another day."

"Then we have an agreement."

When Yongqi got her assurance, that feeling of loss was instantly swept away.

When the carriage stopped, everyone stood there in a daze as soon as they got off, even Qing'er was in a trance for a moment.

The simple hut shivered in the cold wind, and a mess of sticks and stones were piled on the thatched roof, as if it would fall down at any time.

Piles of weeds mixed with mud were patched up on the wall.

If you look down, you can see thin layers of ice in the puddles.

The surroundings were eerily quiet. It was already noon, but there was no trace of life.

The sound of carriages and horses seemed to cause some movement, and Qing'er soon saw curious eyes through the gap.

"Sister Qing'er, what are we doing here?"

There was a subtle excitement in Yan Ning's voice, as if she had found a way to complete the task.

Her relatives lived the most affluent life, leaving her no room to develop.

It is not reasonable to reward the palace maids lavishly in the palace, but here, she obviously has a place to use her talents.

Qing'er glanced at Aunt Gui beside her and found that no one around her had any intention of moving. She knew that today's affairs were entirely up to her.

She shook the hand she was holding with Yan Ning, signaling her to let go first.

"Wait a minute, let me go take a look, okay?"

After saying that, he took two steps forward and knocked on the dilapidated wooden board in front of him. It seemed to be a door.

"Is there anyone in there?"

Qing'er asked several times before a response came from inside, "What are you doing here, sir?"

The voice was a little weak, and also a little alert. It was obvious that the other party was a young child.

Qing'er's voice became gentler.

"I heard the children here don't have thick clothes or food in the winter, so I brought some to take a look. Could you please open the door?"

Nanny Gui and Nanny Sang beside Yan Ning looked at each other, and saw shock and helplessness in each other's eyes.

The master brought food and clothes and asked the guards to shout and the people inside would come out obediently.

It's so cold, why bother wasting time talking to them here?

But it is rare, as she is obviously a noble lady raised in seclusion.

Seeing this scene, she was not panicked, nor did she show disgust or aversion. Instead, she had the patience to speak kindly to the people inside. After all, she was a princess raised by the Empress Dowager, so she had a kind heart.

The wet nurse beside her tightened her arms and held the Seventh Princess even tighter.

The Seventh Princess was curiously turning her big eyes around to observe her surroundings, not feeling uncomfortable at all.

When the children in the room heard that there was food, they immediately became noisy, and soon an urgent "wait a minute" was heard.

Qing'er didn't have to wait too long before a crack appeared in the dilapidated wooden board.

The person who opened the door was a half-grown child who looked only slightly older than Yongqi.

Qing'er's eyes swept over his thin clothes and finally stopped at his cracked and bleeding hands.

She took a deep breath to suppress the bitterness in her heart, then squatted down to look at the other person at eye level.

"What's your name? How many people are there here? I brought some food."

"My name is Hu Zi. There are twelve of us here. Food? Is it for us? There are no girls here, so we can't sell them..."

Hu Zi looked hesitantly at his brother and sister-in-law who were huddled in the corner, and pursed his lips as if he had made up his mind.

He lowered his voice and said, "Kind gentleman, if you can give them something to eat, please sell me. I still have some strength and can do some work."

Qing'er followed his gaze and saw a dozen children huddled together in the corner, covered with thick straw, with only a few heads sticking out.

Several of them had their eyes closed, and it was unclear whether they were asleep or fainted.