"Thank you, living bodhisattva, for saving us from suffering! May we ask this young lady's name? We will always remember your great kindness."
After handing out all the buns, Ye Tangtang climbed into the carriage and left without telling them her name.
This was what they called doing good deeds without leaving a name, wasn't it? Who would have thought that one day, she would be such a good person too?
"Tang Tang, you spent all the money in your purse buying food for those people, didn't you?"
Ye Mushuang pointed at the little girl's deflated purse. It had been full of gold sycees when they left. But this ninth sister of hers had always loved money most. How had she brought herself to spend it on those people?
"It would be even better if these gold sycees could save lives. If one gold sycee could save one life, I have lots and lots! I'll bring more out for them to spend next time."
She only wanted gold sycees so she could find handsome young men. But those people would starve to death without gold sycees, so perhaps she should give up looking for handsome young men.
"I never imagined you had such a strong sense of what's right, Tang Tang. But there are so many refugees. You can't save them all."
Ye Tangtang lifted the carriage window curtain and looked at the countless refugees crouching in the snow outside, their skin cracked from the cold. There were also so many adorable little babies. They were so tiny, yet they had nothing to eat. It was heartbreaking.
"So many people here have no food. I'm going back to tell Emperor Father about this."
Ye Mushuang shook her head. "Tang Tang, Emperor Father is busy with affairs of state. He might