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When Ji Zhen saw that the Medicine Pavilion was tight on manpower, she brought Cui Er and Dong Mei to take a look at the shop, but Lin Bei was still a little unhappy: "Outside, there are many refugees everywhere. It's better for you not to leave the house, Miss!"

"I heard that our Medicine Pavilion still has a group of seriously ill victims, so we should go and take a look. Seeing that the new year is getting closer, if we don't get rid of this disaster soon, won't it drag on until the new year?" Although Ji Zhen had tried his best in his previous life, at the very least, he had never suffered before.

Reaching the Medicine Pavilion's entrance, Ji Zhen saw that the entrance was blocked by people, and after thinking about it, she still went to the place on the west side of the city where they were supposed to settle down. There were all sorts of grass tents set up by victims of disasters, unable to withstand the bone-piercing cold wind at all.

When Ji Zhen looked at the bowl of porridge in front of him, it was unexpectedly clear to the bottom. The bowl of porridge in front of him only contained a few grains of rice, but even though it was such a thing, the victims still fought to get it.

Having lived for two lifetimes, this was the first time she had seen such a scene, but she really couldn't bear to watch it any longer. However, she could feel their emotions, which made her want to live even more desperately.

"Just who sent this person!?" How was this helping the victims, it was clearly gathering them together to wait for death! If this goes on, more and more people will die! "

Ji Zhen was originally standing by the porridge shed, and looking at her clothes, she seemed to be dressed in wealth and nobility. Her words were also accompanied by anger, and her voice had naturally become louder, to the side, both the victims and the yamen runners had heard her words.

One of the bailiffs standing at the side could not help but open his mouth and say, "This place is being carried out every day. We don't know how many people are frozen to death or starved to death.

"This is the porridge of disaster relief!" The clear voice carried a sense of familiarity, causing Ji Zhen's entire body to stiffen as she did not dare to turn her head. She knew that this person had finally arrived, and just like in her previous life, she slowly turned around to see a person that she could not be more familiar with.

"That's right!" The man who was preparing the porridge with the spoon suddenly stopped, and looked at the man behind Ji Zhen provocatively: "This kind of porridge is already considered not bad, as long as the person doesn't die of hunger!" His tone was filled with contempt for the victims. He looked at the gruel that the victims were bowing their heads and bowing their heads. The official's eyes were about to grow to the sky.

"What is it? Didn't they ask the officials of the Hanzhou City to cooperate in the disaster relief? "I guess you're asking for at least half a bowl of rice porridge. See if you can scoop up half a bowl of rice from this pot of porridge!" There was a monstrous anger in that person's voice. The things in the pot were probably only slightly better than clean water.

"Who said that!" When the official scooped up the bottom of the pot, he discovered that the spoon only had something that was stuck to the bottom. He even shook the spoon in front of him, "Did you see that? "If it's not rice, then what is it?!"

"You!" The man's eyes were blazing. He raised the collar of the official and was about to punch him.

Who knew that this official was not afraid of him at all? He clamored, "Beat me! If you beat me up, the city guards will arrest you in a moment. You dare to openly assault a serving official. You must be tired of living!"

He had never seen such a scene before, but you weren't just worrying over nothing. If you couldn't stand it, then go home and find your rich dad for some relief. Why are you chatting with him like this?

Who knew that this person would actually punch out with his fist and even kick over the pot of porridge that was originally filled with porridge? He was so angry that the official picked up the spoon and was about to hit him on the head, but before he could hit him, he heard this person take out a shiny golden sign from his chest. "I'm Third Prince. I'm here on His Majesty's orders to be in charge of disaster relief. Everyone needs to listen to his orders!"

This man was the Third Prince, Xuan Hao, who had swindled Ji Zhen in her previous life. Ji Zhen looked at Xuan Hao, who was holding a gold medal, and although his eyes were filled with anger, Ji Zhen, who had accompanied him for so many years, could still see it in his eyes. This man had a hint of desire in his eyes when everyone was bowing to him, that was probably the reason he was so keen on obtaining the throne back then.

However, Ji Zhen had never felt such sorrow before. Looking at these withered and desiccated people, it was only when they were lifting up the bowl that Ji Zhen felt that they looked like living people.

At least this way, he would know that this civilian was suffering and would be able to go back to arrange for the disaster relief as soon as possible.

Just as Ji Zhen was about to turn around and return to her residence, Xuan Hao suddenly stopped her. The tears in Ji Zhen's eyes and the tender affection on her face tightened her heart, as if she had seen this person somewhere before. But no matter what, she could not remember where.

Originally, Ji Zhen had already paid respects when he took out the gold plate, and already knew his identity. If she did not pay attention to him now, it was likely that she would be rumored to have committed the crime of disrespecting the prince.

"Your Highness." Ji Zhen bowed down lightly. After all, she was also a princess with a title on her body and was at the same level as the prince who could not be conferred the title of king.

But Xuan Hao didn't know what to say, and just stared blankly at him. Although Ji Zhen hated him dearly in his previous life, she really didn't have any thoughts towards him now, so even if she hated him she wouldn't be able to muster up any energy, "If anything happens to your highness, my daughter will take her leave first."

Just like that, Ji Zhen led the servants and disappeared from Xuan Hao's sight. That beautiful face did not reveal the slightest bit of emotion towards him, and this caused Xuan Hao's heart to be filled with interest.