Ximen Yourong walked around the front yard and back hall, and she found a well behind the palace, and there was water in the well.
There is a firewood shed not far from the well, with a lot of firewood and charcoal in it.
Ximen Yourong walked closer to the well and took a closer look. Then she tried to fetch some water, but unfortunately she was a bit clumsy and failed to fill the small wooden bucket with water after several attempts.
It's really interesting to say that although she didn't have rich clothes and food since she was a child, Mistress Ximen always had a maid who did rough work to help her and her mother in the yard.
Therefore, she didn't really need to do menial work by herself since she was a child. When her mother was still alive, she spent most of her time doing what she liked.
She could thank Mistress Ximen for not interfering in the fact that she was free to do what she wanted.
Furthermore, her mother never said the pedantic saying that "it is virtue for a woman to have no talent" like other mothers. Her mother wanted her to be knowledgeable and talented!
Therefore, she has always been better at interpreting famous ancient books, reciting poems, painting and other knowledge that few women are involved in, such as the embroidery work that her daughter is good at.
That's why, at this moment, she was unable to even fetch a bucket of water. In the end, Xiang Qing changed jobs with her, and she held the child in her arms.
Xiang Qing neatly fetched a bucket of water and asked:
"Miss, are you thirsty? But you can tell that no one has lived here for a long time. I don't know if the water is clean?"
"Don't worry, the water is very clean. This is actually a blessed place!"
"Blessed land?"
"Don't you see that the flowers, plants and trees around here are growing very well? There is also dense moss growing around the well, which proves that the water quality and environment here are very clean."
Xiang Qing looked around, and she suddenly smiled and said:
"That's right, I have completely forgotten what Miss is capable of. If there is anything wrong with the water, Miss will definitely know it at a glance."
Ximen Yourong didn't answer, she just told Xiang Qing:
"Go and see if there is a container that can boil water. Let's boil some hot water to drink and warm ourselves up."
"Okay, I'll go find it right now!" Xiang Qing said and ran to the front hall.
Ximen Yourong hugged the still crying child and coaxed it, but the child was just hungry and coaxing could not solve the problem at all.
Just when she was tired and helpless, several bees suddenly buzzed around her. She saw them all flying in the same direction, and she subconsciously followed the direction in which the bees flew.
When she rounded a corner, what appeared in front of her were several tea trees that were much taller than people.
The most important thing is that the tea trees are full of white camellia flowers. No wonder bees gather here.
Ximen Yourong carried her child to the tea tree. She looked at the stamens of the camellia. To her delight, there was a lot of nectar on the stamens. She immediately picked one and carefully put the nectar into Ximen Ruozun, who was crying.
Let him suck it in your mouth.
Ximen Ruozun was indeed hungry. As soon as he touched something edible, his crying immediately stopped and his mouth made urgent chirping sounds, which showed that he was really hungry!
Ximen Yourong picked the camellias that were full of nectar one after another and let Ximen Ruozun suck them.
Seeing his two little hands instinctively holding the camellia on his mouth and sucking it, and looking satisfied and happy, Ximen Yourong finally smiled lightly, and she whispered:
"Ruozun, it seems that God is kind to you. So, you must be strong and survive!"
In other words, both their aunt and nephew will live. If she dies, Ximen Ruozun will not be able to survive, at least until he reaches adulthood. Without her, he will definitely die!
Ximen Yourong looked up at the dry sky. At this time, all the Ximen clan might have died.
From then on, Dachengguo no longer had the Ximen family who could call the shots, and only their aunt and nephew relied on each other to fight against the murderous intention that might come at any time.
If she were alone, she would still be sure to find a chance to escape from this ridiculous turn of events, but the child in her arms restricted her dream of flying far away. Unless she cruelly left him behind...!
"Grrrr... eh..."
Maybe he's not hungry anymore. Ximen Ruozun, who is holding flowers in his hand, has already started to play and eat. He looks so cute without crying!
Ximen Yourong looked at her nephew who was giggling at her. She felt guilty for being selfish for just a moment. She took out her handkerchief and wiped the child's face which was full of nectar and saliva.
Somehow, Ximen Ruozun's little hand suddenly grasped Ximen Yourong's little finger. She tried to pull away, but Ximen Ruozun held on tightly and refused to let go. His little strength immediately made Ximen Yourong
There is an inexplicable feeling!
Looking at Ximen Ruozun's big, innocent eyes, Ximen Yourong sighed deeply. Perhaps since she and her mother received Dou Zhen's favor, this child was secretly connected to her fate!
From now on, whether she repays her kindness or whether she has to bear the moral shackles she has to bear, she will bear the life of this child!
"Miss, miss, where are you?"
As Xiang Qing's call came, before Ximen Yourong could answer her, Xiang Qing's figure appeared.
As soon as he saw Ximen Yourong holding his child and standing under a tree full of camellias, Xiang Qing complained peacefully:
"Miss, you scared me to death. I thought you disappeared."
"Ruo Zun was so hungry that I found food for him, but he was gone before he knew it."
Ximen Yourong chuckled. No wonder Xiang Qing was anxious. Although the palace was old, it was very big. It was at least several times bigger than the small courtyard where she lived in Ximen Mansion. It would take some time to walk around it.
"Where is there anything to eat here... Hey, how come you behave so well, young master?"
Xiang Qing took a closer look and found a pile of camellias lying on the ground. It seemed that they had not fallen to the ground naturally.
Looking at Ximen Ruozun's little face again, which was stained with some yellow pollen that hadn't been wiped off, she immediately understood and said happily:
"Miss, you are really amazing. Now the young master doesn't have to go hungry!"
Ximen Yourong looked at the camellia trees, she smiled and said:
"Xiang Qing, go find a container to collect all the nectar on the flowers, and take off the petals as well."
"Okay, I get it. I just found a few small jars. I'm going to use them to collect nectar."
With the nectar of these tea trees, water and firewood, these can temporarily solve their urgent needs.
At this time, in another palace in the palace, a dark shadow that flashed like a phantom suddenly fell directly in front of Dongling Yuanyong who was lowering his head and writing something.
I saw him kneeling down in front of Dongling Yuanyong, bowing his head and holding his hands in silence.
Dongling Yuanyong didn't stop writing. He didn't even look at the phantom, because he knew that the person in front of him was Wuhen, the shadow detective who came back from "Leng Yue Palace".
As he put down the pen in his hand, Dongling Yuanyong raised his eyes and looked at Wuhen and asked softly:
"how?"
The number one film scouts around him were all dispatched, so he thought highly enough of Ximen Yourong!
I don’t know if she is satisfied with the empty “cold palace” he specially arranged for her!