Miracle Nuan Nuan

Seeing the thoughtful look on Jiang Nuan's face, Jiang Yunsheng smiled. He had achieved his aim.

Now he could move on to the next step of his plan.

Jiang Yunsheng guided Jiang Nuan in another direction.

Jiang Nuan noticed nothing amiss. She merely felt that there were fewer and fewer people on the streets, and the shops were thinning out as well. After they walked a little farther, there were no shops at all.

Then she saw several long lines.

Every person standing in those lines was dressed in rags that barely covered their bodies. Some were so thin that a gust of wind seemed enough to knock them over.

Jiang Nuan immediately recognized them as the ten thousand refugees in the Capital Outskirts.

This was the first time Jiang Nuan had come face-to-face with such a harrowing sight.

Her former life in the palace had been miserable, but she had always had something to eat, even if some of it was spoiled.

After arriving in the modern world and entering an orphanage, she had also been able to eat her fill.

Now, however, she saw many people who still went hungry after finishing their allotted porridge. They pulled bark from their pockets and gnawed on it, even eating with relish. Without seeing what was in their hands, one might have thought they were enjoying a feast.

The sight left Jiang Nuan heavyhearted.

Right now, a snow disaster had brought them here. Once war broke out, there would be even more people like them.

And from what she remembered, droughts and floods would follow one after another over the next few years.

Before witnessing this side of life, Jiang Nuan had been perfectly content, thinking it was enough for her and the people she cared about to have full stomachs and warm clothes.

But now that she had seen it, the education she had received would not let her stand idly by with her hands tucked in her sleeves.

She wanted to try to change this world, yet felt she was not capable enough.

And so Jiang Nuan fell silent.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunsheng did not disturb her. He waited while she thought things through.

[Guagua, do you think I have what it takes to change the world?]

Jiang Nuan instinctively turned to the system for an answer.

[Of course you do! My host is the best!]

Guagua answered without hesitation. That was truly what it believed.

Hearing Guagua's words lifted Jiang Nuan's spirits considerably.

If even she stopped believing in herself, then there really would be no hope.

She had received twenty years of education in the modern world, had been given the chance to be reborn again, and even had Guagua's help.

If she could not succeed with all that, then there was probably no one under heaven who could.

Besides, she was now a princess of Great Xia, and the Crown Prince was her own older brother. From the look of things, her scumbag father doted on her quite a bit too, which made it much easier for her to act.

Once she made up her mind, Jiang Nuan felt as though the shackles around her heart had fallen away.

[Guagua, will you create a miracle with me? Shall we change the world together?]

[Of course! Guagua will always be by your side, host!]

After hearing Guagua's firm reply, Jiang Nuan broke into her happiest smile since her rebirth. She was even in the mood to joke:

[Guagua, tell me—my name is Jiang Nuan, and my nickname is Nuan Nuan. If I create a miracle, wouldn't that make it Miracle Nuan Nuan? Hahahahaha~]

With that, Jiang Nuan burst into laughter in her mind, and Guagua laughed along with her.

Only Jiang Yunsheng was utterly baffled, unable to understand what was so funny. Still, seeing that Jiang Nuan had worked things out, he smiled too.

He had always known his daughter was a kindhearted person.

[If we're going to change the world, let's start with settling these refugees.]

Jiang Nuan had always been quick to act. Once the thought took shape, she began observing the refugees.

And that look really did reveal something amiss.

When reading history books in the past, she had learned that some wealthy people would sneak into lines of disaster victims to get relief grain, even though they had no shortage of food or drink.

So Jiang Nuan began wondering whether the same thing happened in Great Xia.

She started watching closely.

It was actually quite easy to tell whether someone was a refugee.

Without enough food or warm clothing, they were utterly listless, and most were very thin.

Those who were not refugees, however, were full of vigor even when dressed in refugees' clothes. Most had glossy, well-fed faces; one glance was enough to tell they had never gone hungry.

[Those people are going too far! There's already so little relief grain, yet they're still coming to snatch it when they have plenty to eat. Shameless! I'm going to teach them a lesson today!]

Hearing this, Jiang Yunsheng could not help feeling a little eager to see how Jiang Nuan would teach them a lesson.

This situation had always existed, but no suitable measures had ever been taken, for fear of unrest among the refugees.

Attempts had been made before, but those people had incited the refugees to cause trouble, resulting in even greater losses. In the end, the matter had simply been dropped.

Guagua knew this history too and said outright:

[Host, are you planning to mix sand into the relief grain?]

[Exactly!]

Hearing that, Jiang Yunsheng instinctively wanted to stop Jiang Nuan. He feared that the moment sand was mixed into the relief grain, the enraged refugees would rise up and attack her.

Yet as Jiang Yunsheng watched Jiang Nuan, he saw that she looked entirely confident, as though she already had the whole plan mapped out.

That left him torn. This was Nuan Nuan's first attempt to make a change. It would be bad if stopping her crushed her spirit.

He might as well let her try. He would bear all the consequences.

With that thought, Jiang Yunsheng fell two steps behind and murmured a few words to the guard following him.

Just as Jiang Nuan was considering how to act, she noticed someone walking toward the porridge distribution point. He scooped two handfuls of sand from the ground and tossed them into the porridge without hesitation.

His action immediately stirred up a storm.

This guard could hear Jiang Nuan's thoughts. He did not approve of her proposed method, but an imperial command could not be defied, so he could only steel himself and carry it out.

Seeing the looks from some of the disaster victims, as though they wanted to devour him alive, he felt his heart hammering like a drum.

He even began to resent Jiang Nuan a little.

The Ninth Princess was just a little brat. What could she possibly know? And His Majesty was actually indulging her nonsense!

"Oh, honorable lord, protector of the people! We're so pitiful! The snow disaster already left us homeless, and now even our porridge has sand mixed into it! Is there no justice left in this world?"

A woman had just reached the front of the porridge line. Seeing the sand thrown in, she immediately slapped her thigh and began wailing.

At her words, the people farther back who had not seen the guard's actions clearly also began to stir.

"What's going on? We're only allowed this tiny bit of food, and now they're mixing sand into it? These officials are rotten to the core! They're trying to kill us!"

"Exactly! Since ancient times, who has ever heard of mixing sand into grain? They're deliberately bullying us!"

"No! We have to protest, or they'll think we're easy targets!"

With certain people fanning the flames, the entire line of refugees began to show ominous signs of erupting into a riot.