The Peerless Concubine of the King's Favorite

Chapter 99 Official Banquet, Civil Violence, A Different Night! (1)
"How about I stay with you?" Shui Qianliu said suddenly.

"What!" Chu Qing was taken aback.

"I'll stay with you." Shui Qianliu repeated, but this time his tone was a little more serious and persistent.

Originally, Chu Qing thought he was just joking, but now...

"Are you okay?" Chu Qing looked at Shui Qianliu suspiciously.

Shui Qianliu shook his head slowly, there was nothing but a clear reflection in his deep eyes: "You can stay for your family, why can't I stay for you."

"It's different!" Chu Qing lost her voice.She didn't know what happened to Shui Qianliu suddenly. He said such things to her. Didn't he hate her?
Shui Qianliu laughed dumbfounded. It was rare for him to tell the truth, but he was taken as a joke.

He held up the wine jug in his hand, and the clear liquor flowed down, forming an arc in the air, and flowed into his wide-open mouth.

Chu Qing looked at the man in front of him, and really couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

The wine spilled from his mouth, flowed down from the corner of his mouth, outlined the outline of his cheeks, and wet his clothes along his neck.When the pot of wine was finished, Shui Qianliu threw the porcelain pot into the courtyard, and the pottery hit the stones and broke into several petals.

Wiping the wine off his face with a flick of his sleeve, Shui Qianliu leaned back with his hands on his head.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Chu Qing stared at Shui Qianliu with wide eyes.

Gently closing his eyes, Shui Qianliu raised his lips: "Drunk, sleep."

"Even if you want to sleep, go to sleep in your own place! This is my roof, not your house." Chu Qing was anxious, is this man so casual?

"I said I would stay with you until the epidemic is lifted." Shui Qianliu didn't even open his eyes.

Chu Qing was taken aback for a moment, pursed her lips and remained silent.

She had already seen that Shui Qianliu was not joking, but was serious about staying: "Are you just joking with your own life like this?"

Shui Qianliu opened a gap in his eyes, looked at Chu Qing, saw her frown tightly, and smiled faintly: "I regret my life, but there are some people I don't want to lose." After speaking, he closed his eyes again.

I regret my life, but some people don't want to lose...

For some reason, Shui Qianliu's words made Chu Qing's heart beat violently.

After the rainstorm, there is a severe drought.

This year, Anning City, a fertile place in Southern Chu, experienced more tribulations than in previous years.

The rain brought a lot of filthy things buried in the soil, and these things were exposed to the hot sun before they could be disposed of, which eventually triggered the epidemic.

In just three days, everyone in Anning City was already in danger and in chaos.

The government has ordered the city to be closed and entry and exit are strictly prohibited.Fortunately, Mr. Liu knew the situation and did not escape. He took the servants of the government and stayed in the city. On the one hand, he maintained order in the city, and on the other hand, he waited for the order of the court.

Pouring the porridge from the long spoon into the bowl held by the dirty hands, Chu Qing didn't pay attention to the other party's thanks, but just looked at those hands and frowned.

"A Li, if you're not used to it, go back to the room and rest." Li who was beside her noticed her expression and said in a low voice.

Raising her head, meeting the eyes on her mother's veil, Chu Qing shook her head slowly, without saying anything, and continued to give porridge to the next victim.

Ming Liu beside him was also helping to give the steamed buns, and several servant girls from the Chu family were busy among them.

Behind him was the gate of the Chu family's house. From time to time, the male servants brought out steaming steamed buns for the mistress and young lady to distribute to the refugees in the city.

Even so, there were still too many monks and too little porridge. When the sun slanted slightly, the white porridge in the cauldron had bottomed out, and there were only a few steamed buns left in the box, the refugee team standing outside the gate of the Chu family could not be seen.

After a busy day, Chu Qing felt back pain.Looking up, looking at the endless queues and the pungent smell of wormwood burning all around, it really feels like a chaotic world.

This is the first time I have encountered such a situation.

With a wry smile in his heart, Chu Qing poured the last bit of porridge into a child's bowl, announcing the end of today's porridge giving.

Waiting hard, but in the end there was no food, which caused depressive cries and desperate sighs to appear in the team.

Chu Qing and Li Shi looked at each other, feeling a little helpless in their hearts.

Although the Chu family is a little rich, it is not an extremely rich family.There is still a large family in the family who needs to be taken care of. We can do our best, but we can't completely solve the problem of the victims' hunger.

"Thank you, female Bodhisattva... Thank you, female Bodhisattva..."

The people who had been favored by the Chu family before, knelt down and thanked them after they were full. After Mrs. Li greeted them to get up and promised that there would be a meal tomorrow, the people reluctantly left.

But those who didn't get the food continued to stand unwillingly.

It seemed as if he planned to wait here overnight, or hoped for a miracle to happen.

In Anning City, not only the Chu family donated porridge, the government also had a porridge shed in the government, and other wealthy households also provided relief.However, it is still not enough.

"Hey! Hu's family is serving porridge, everyone hurry up and line up!"

In the distance, someone shouted.

The content of these words once again brought hope to the desperate refugees.

The crowd started to become chaotic, rushing to the Hu family's porridge shed, fearing that it would be too late, and just like the Chu family, they rushed to nothing.

Many people were pushed to the ground and trampled, especially the frail old women and children.

In front of the Chu family's gate, there was chaos and crying.

Chu Qing frowned, and told his servant: "Hurry up and save her."

A few servants in the family looked at each other a few times, looking timidly at the crowd who were torn apart in the chaos, and flinched.

No one stepped forward, and the marks between Chu Qing's eyebrows became deeper. He turned his head to look at the servant who bowed his head behind him, and said coldly: "What are you doing in a daze? It's useless to keep a servant who doesn't listen to the master's orders."

The servants froze for a moment, their faces turning pale.

If they were expelled from the Chu family at this moment, what would be the difference between them and these hungry victims?
Losing the family's blessing and possibly being injured directly, they resolutely chose the latter.

Under Chu Qing's threatening eyes, the servants gritted their teeth and charged forward, desperately pulling away the chaotic crowd, and rescued the old people and children who were trampled under their feet.

After Mingliu exchanged glances with the girls, the former said, "We're going to help too."

After finishing speaking, a few maids rushed over, picked up those who were rescued by the servants, and helped them to sit on the steps of the Chu family's gate.

These seriously injured people were rescued, but they could only hug each other and let out low-pitched cries.

They were all strangers at first, but because of this sudden disaster, they became sympathetic people.

(End of this chapter)