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Lin Ye took Xiao Douzi's hand and they went onto the ice together.

Xiao Douzi stood at the edge of the ice rink, with the bright white ice surface beneath her feet. A deep blue light emanated from the depths of the ice, like a giant mirror placed under her feet.

The little boy held onto the railing with one hand, while his other hand gripped his tightly, his five little fingers digging into his palm through his gloves.

She lifted her foot, wiggled her toes back and forth on the ice a couple of times before daring to put it down.

Once both feet landed on the ice, Xiao Douzi froze completely.

His legs were taut and straight, trembling slightly from the knees down, and his center of gravity unconsciously leaned backward.

"Godfather—!" Her voice was shaky, and the last syllable trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid, Godfather is holding you." Lin Ye slowed down, almost inch by inch, and moved her forward.

They took very small steps, the blades on the soles of their shoes barely leaving the ice, making a soft, rustling sound as they sliced ​​through it.

Xiao Douzi's gaze was fixed on her toes, and she even held her breath, not daring to look up.

"Little Douzi," Lin Ye suddenly called her, his voice softening, "look at Duoduo."

Xiao Douzi subconsciously looked in the direction Lin Ye indicated—

Duoduo had already let go of the railing, and Mu Chenfeng was holding her hands as they slowly slid forward.

She turned her head and saw Xiao Douzi looking at her. The slight tension on her face instantly turned into a bright smile, and she waved to her with one hand.

"Ling'er, look! I've got it!"

Xiao Douzi paused for a moment, then his cheeks puffed out slightly, and his competitive spirit flared up.

Duoduo is learning so fast, I can't let her fall behind!

She turned her head, her lips pressed into a line, staring at the bright white ice in front of her, and tightened her grip on Lin Ye's hand.

Then I took a deep breath and took a step.

It didn't fall.

She took another step, her ice skate leaving a shallow white mark on the ice.

"Godfather!" She looked up abruptly, her fear replaced by surprise. "I did it! I took two steps!"

Looking at her nervous yet excited expression, Lin Ye felt a surge of emotion welling up in his chest.

"Our little one is really amazing," he bent down, leaned close to her ear, and whispered mysteriously, "She learns much faster than her godfather did when he was a kid."

"Really?" Little Pocket's eyes widened.

"Of course it's true. When has your godfather ever lied to you?"

A big smile spread across Xiao Douzi's face.

She seemed to have received a shot of adrenaline, and her courage increased significantly afterward.

Although she still held onto Lin Ye's hand tightly, her steps were much smoother than before. She even started to imitate Lin Ye, using the inside edge of her ice skate to gently push herself forward a little.

Lin Ye led her around the ice rink twice, and Lin Ye gradually regained his footing.

He glanced down at the little guy, who was now able to glide at a normal speed while being led by him. Although his posture was still a bit stiff, at least he was no longer trembling and his center of gravity was much more stable.

"Little one, want to try gliding a bit faster?"

Little Douzi hesitated for a second, then nodded emphatically: "I want to!"

Lin Ye increased his speed slightly.

He pushed off with his feet, the ice blade slicing through the ice, sending up a small clump of fine ice shards. He leaned forward, shifting his weight onto the balls of his feet, and carried the little bag straight through the center of the ice rink.

The wind brushed past her ears, blowing the few stray hairs on Xiaodouzi's forehead backward.

Her eyes widened, her pupils reflecting the rapidly receding steel beams of the dome and the streaks of light streaming in through the skylights.

My mouth opened into a small "O" shape, and my breath was cut into segments by the wind.

Then, Lin Ye heard a small, cheerful laugh.

Then, the laughter grew louder and louder, as clear as a string of silver bells ringing out across the empty ice rink.

"Hahaha, godfather—you're so fast—!"

Her voice was drawn into an upward arc by the wind.

Lin Ye smiled, but his footwork remained steady.

He carefully held Xiaodouzi's hand to control her speed, preventing her from rushing too fast.

Between their hands, he could feel the slight heat from her fingertips burning with excitement, which seeped through her gloves and felt warm and cozy.

……

The Great Flame Kingdom, beneath the heavens.

The people who witnessed this heartwarming scene were genuinely happy for each other.

[Commoner Sun Fu: Oh my... Look at how happily the eldest princess is laughing, it makes my mouth water too.]

[Wang Wu, a commoner: When there's hope for the future, I can't help but smile! Hahahaha!]

[Commoner Qian Xiu: Absolutely! Before, that damned Shu Jingwei raised taxes every year, and the grain from my few acres of barren land wasn't even enough to pay the rent. Now it's much better! Not only have the taxes been reduced by more than half, but the imperial court has also sent people to teach us new farming methods. I heard the harvest will at least double!]

[People's Weekend: It's only because Immortal Lin got General Wang Meng to defeat that female demon that we can finally live in peace!]

[Commoner Wang Dazhuang: I've made up my mind, following Immortal Lin and General Wang is definitely the right thing to do!]

[Commoner Zhang Liang: I hope that all the children of our Great Flame Kingdom can be like the Crown Princess in the future, laughing heartily and running steadily forward!]

……

Shu Jingwei and her companion had already arrived at the street that Shu Rou had scouted out in advance.

The sun had already risen, and several clumps of wild grass were growing vigorously in the corner, their lush green shoots peeking out from the cracks in the stones.

Several old locust trees along the street were covered with locust flower buds, each one standing on the branch and hidden among the tender green leaves.

Ancheng is not a big city, and this street is not the main street of Ancheng. There are not many stalls and not many people on the street.

Occasionally, one or two pedestrians would hurry by, wrapped in spring clothes, their shoes making a muffled "tap-tap" sound on the stone slabs.

But by this time, several beggars had already squatted at the base of the wall and in the corner, wearing tattered clothes and with unkempt hair, all looking up at the sky.

Upon seeing the newcomers arrive, they only glanced at them before turning their gaze back to the sky.

Shu Rou bit her lip, and beads of blood seeped from her chapped lips.

With so many people, once they get the money, there's no guarantee that no one will be envious and try to take advantage of them.

But we still have to give it a try!

Their stomachs had been empty for too long; it felt like they were carrying a wad of waterlogged cotton, making them feel heavy and sluggish.

These days, no ordinary family would waste a single grain of food.

They needed to find food, or they could try their luck outside the mansions of the wealthy after mealtimes.

Some wealthy people, wanting to maintain their reputation, will bring out their leftover food at lunchtime to give away.

But it's not just beggars; many people who are so poor they can't even afford to eat also come to beg!

The servants who gave alms always preferred to give the food to the people who were dressed a little better first, and then let the beggars share the leftover scraps.

To put it nicely, they're giving them a share; in reality, they're letting them fight for it themselves!

With her disability and small size, she couldn't possibly snatch anything.

Or, like now, wait by the roadside for people to give them money and food.

I heard that the sucker coming today is the youngest son of a wealthy family in the city. His father ran away during the war and hasn't returned yet.

His grandmother was a Buddhist and wanted him to do good deeds to pray for his father's well-being and accumulate merit.

Shu Rou pouted. They all abandoned them and ran away, yet they still pray for him? They must be out of their minds.

However, this benefited the beggars, as they heard that the distribution of wealth would continue for three days.

The two found a spot away from everyone else and sat down against the wall, placing a broken ceramic bowl in front of them, and began to wait quietly.