Dressed as a sickly villain's white light

Chapter 115 A Yuan
"Okay, let's cut the hay now. We can make straw mats." The old woman seemed to be uneducated, and her words were straightforward.

Bai Qingyue smiled gently.

"Grandma..." A timid little voice came from behind the door, and the old woman hurried over to pull a black and thin little boy out: "A Yuan, quickly kneel down and meet the queen."

The child looked timid, but he knelt down obediently: "See...the queen..."

"Get up quickly, how old are you?" Bai Qingyue squatted on the ground, eyes level with him, held his little hand and looked at him with a smile.

The little boy seemed to be infected by such gentle eyes, and whispered: "Five years old."

Bai Qingyue nodded: "Then you have to eat well, grow up quickly, and protect grandma and her family."

Bai Qingyue gave the little boy a big silver dollar.

The little boy had never seen this kind of thing before, and he didn't know what it was. He held it in his hand and looked at his grandma in a daze.

The old woman knelt on the ground: "Thank you queen! Thank you queen!"

The old woman turned her head and said to the little boy named A Yuan: "When I grow up, I will serve the King and Queen of Chu just like your parents, even if I die in battle! Do you understand?"

A Yuan nodded: "Okay..."

Bai Qingyue was stunned, she stood up and looked up at the old woman: "A Yuan's parents..."

The old woman smiled and said, "As a native of Yunzhou, defending Yunzhou has always been my duty. The queen is kind. We really appreciate you coming here."

Bai Qingyue's heart was infinitely shocked, it was an indescribably strange emotion.

"Do you have any wish that I can help you?" Rather than promise nothing, it is better to be realistic.

Bai Qingyue has never been a person who comes to lie.

The old woman looked at A Yuan: "The old man is getting old and sick all over, but this child is too young..."

Bai Qingyue stepped forward to hold the old woman's pulse, her heart and lungs really had serious problems...

"Your illness needs to be recuperated. In this way, starting tomorrow, I will send someone to deliver you two doses of medicine a day. I will come back for a follow-up visit in a month." Bai Qingyue looked at little A Yuan, and she liked it very much, but The child is too young and has already lost a close relative. If he is separated from his grandma again, the wound in his heart will be huge.

"Live a long life." Bai Qingyue left a message, and then left with Zhao Qingchi Fengli.

The old woman knelt on the ground holding the silver ingot and couldn't get up for a long time.

Bai Qingyue secretly wiped away her tears: "When will the war end?"

Feng Li and Zhao Qingchi looked at each other, feeling equally sad in their hearts, no one wanted the end of the war more than they did.

"The queen is sincere and kind." Zhao Qingchi smiled slightly.

Bai Qingyue didn't speak, feeling very restless in her heart, and even felt powerless. The monsters have a huge population, and their reproduction is even worse. If human beings want to survive, they have to fight non-stop with monsters. When will it be the end?
I only hate that she is not as good as Lingyun. If she has the power of Lingyun, maybe she can protect one party with her own power.

I went to the next house, and the greenhouses were all covered. It seemed that everyone was very cooperative. After visiting many houses, everyone did a good job. From their words, they showed their love for the officers and soldiers.

It can be seen that there is a lot of help on weekdays, and it can also be seen that the Yunzhou bureaucracy is still very useful and direct.

After all, she only issued it the next day, and the nearby people have already completed construction, and Bai Qingyue can't go to places that are too far away.

The full-fledged economy must develop.

Yunzhou is blessed with natural advantages. In spring and summer, medicinal herbs grow and prosper. In fact, these herbs can be developed. If people in Kyushu agree with these medicinal effects, why not use them as a means of profit?

Anyway, with the prescription formula in hand, no matter how hard they think, they can't copy these.

(End of this chapter)