This Isn't Egg Yolk, It's Not Considered Breaking the Rules

Kongjue couldn't bear to see her worry about these things at such a young age.

Hence, he placed his hand gently on her shoulder.

"They'll get better. The imperial court has already sent troops over. These people who are sick will be treated soon."

Gu Nuo'er nodded obediently. Her voice was soft and her black eyes were glistening.

"They'll definitely get better!"

She would also try her best to help!

It was soon evening.

The setting sun was like blood, splashing on this originally calm and peaceful village.

Smoke was ignited in every family as people started cooking.

During the day, under Gu Nuo'er's encouragement, everyone's hopes for survival were rekindled.

Gu Nuo'er sat on a small stool in front of the door.

She held a small bowl filled with porridge and ate it together with pickled vegetables.

Auntie Yu's son saw that Gu Nuo'er was eating so happily.