Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Mu stood up and told the crew of junior royal maids and eunuchs, “Alright, pack up. We’re going home.”
Everyone cheered in unison, and they nimbly cleared away the tables, chairs, benches, barrels, etc., hoisting them back into the food pantry.
The shopkeeper of the food pantry stood at the entrance with his workers with a smile and bowed respectfully, preparing to see out the crown prince and crown prince consort.
Suddenly, a granny with a lame leg totteringly walked over with a cane. She was holding a broken bowl and called out hastily, “Wait a moment, wait a moment. I-I still have not got-gotten grain.”
There was a big, festering sore on the back of the granny’s hand. A dark and stout little one around seven to eight years old was also trailing behind her, his pitch-black eyes looking curiously at Qiao Mu and the others.
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“Sorry, Granny. Today’s rice distribution has already ended. You have come too late.” A tall royal maid strode up and stopped this pair of grandmother and grandson so as to prevent them from rushing over and offending the eminent people inside.
When the granny heard this, tears started splattering from her face. “We, we live at the rundown temple in the eastern district. We had hurried over when we heard the news, but I did not expect that it would still be too late.”
Upon thinking of this unhappy affair, the granny couldn’t help her emotions and started bawling.
That royal maid gazed at the granny with sympathy and subconsciously turned to look at the stoic-faced crown prince consort.
The young crown prince consort observed the granny and her grandson before asking with creased brows, “How much can this broken bowl of yours hold?”
The royal maid was elated and quickly took out a rice sack and stuffed it in the granny’s hands. “Granny, the crown prince consort is letting you go get rice.”
When the granny with a lame leg heard this, she immediately said while crying and smiling, “Th-Thank you, thank you.”
She had originally wanted to walk up to Qiao Mu, but when she saw Qiao Mu and them dressed up so magnificently, she feared that she would dirty the eminent people’s clothing and incur their distaste. She hobbled several steps forward before stopping again and looked embarrassedly at the royal maid that was talking to her before.
That royal maid immediately understood when she saw this. “Ah, alright, I’ll help you get it.”
Yet she did not expect that as soon as she finished speaking, their stoic-faced young crown prince consort would roar, “Come over!”
Everyone: “…”
The granny was surprised, but she quickly hobbled over while holding her young grandson’s hand before she could ponder over it.
Standing by his little wife’s side, the crown prince couldn’t help but find it amusing when he heard her roar. He turned to look at this little fellow.
Why was this scene so comical?
The granny shook as she opened the sack that the royal maid had given her. Suddenly, she saw rice spilling out from this celestial maiden’s lustrous and jade-like hand into her open sack.
Her young grandson next to her blinked his black eyes and stretched his neck frantically to peer at the rice sack. “Wow!”
After the sack got filled up with rice, the granny wiped her tears emotionally as she tied up the mouth of the sack. She cupped her hands repeatedly toward Qiao Mu and company while saying, “Thank, thank you little miss. Thank you young sir. It’s enough, it’s enough to feed my grandson and I for a long time. Thank you, your eminences, thank you.”
Qiao Mu flicked her finger, and a small jade bottle landed in the granny’s hand. She said expressionlessly, “Take the white pill orally, and dissolve the red pill with warm water before applying it externally on your sore. It will heal completely in two days.”
The granny widened her eyes, stunned.
