Chapter 656: The Taste of Suffering

ould be lacking in water and too dry. Plus, your emotions just got excited, the blood vessels in your nose burst, that's why you had a nosebleed."She took two cotton balls, moistened the cloth and tre...Fāng Jǐnxiù silently brainwashed herself in her heart.

Once the food supply arrived, this young master left Xizhou. A few kind words won't hurt!

Fu Ming was indeed angry.

"Fang Jinxiu, what are you doing here in this remote and impoverished corner Is this your home"

The villagers, seeing Fu Ming speak to the Divine Physician Lady with such disrespect, all glared at him angrily. Shen Li silently raised his sword, watching anyone who dared approach.

Fang Jinshu saw that this wouldn't work, the villagers were all around her, and she couldn't properly speak with Fu Ming.

Then he turned to look at the big bull.

"Big Shot, Young Master Fu is truly my friend. The supplies I brought you this time were all donated by Young Master Fu."

“You may not be rude to him.”

When the villagers heard that their food supply was actually donated by the young master right before them, they blushed with shame.

Rustic men are straightforward and lack cunning. Upon learning they've bound a benefactor, they'll all feel embarrassed.

This was the first time Fu Ming had seen this kind of noodle soup, and he found it very fresh.

The first to swallow his pride and apologize to Fu Ming was Daniu.

He knelt down in front of Fu Ming with a thud, kowtowing three times, thump-thump-thump. Fu Ming was completely dumbfounded by his actions.

Just now this fellow was being vicious toward him, but only when he learned that these rations were sent by him, he immediately knelt down and apologized

"Young Master Fu, it was this servant who was blind and couldn't recognize Mount Tai. I apologize!"

Seeing Daniu kneel, others also followed suit and knelt down to apologize to Fu Ming.

Fu Ming had long been accustomed to the sight of people kneeling and kowtowing before him. Fang Jinxiu saw that he was not flustered, unlike her, who was unaccustomed to being knelt upon. She hadn't experienced life where she needed people to kneel before her all the time.

But he wasn't happy or excited just because people were kneeling to him.

It seemed as though someone kneeling before him was an ordinary occurrence.

Two words popped into Fang Jinxiu's mind involuntarily.

Royal.

Besides, is there any other family whose members are so accustomed to being worshiped

Fang Jinshi also hoped that she had overthought it.

Fu Ming found these people annoying and quickly asked Shen Li to send them away. He also told Shen Li to guard the door.

Only when everyone else had left the house did he leisurely stroll around, inspecting his surroundings with undisguised disdain on his face.

"With your abilities, this place could never possibly be your home."

"What are you doing here"

Fāng Jǐnxiù stared at Fù Míngjùn's handsome profile, her eyes twinkled as an idea struck her.

"Young Master Fu guessed right, I'm not from this village."

"If you want to know what I'm doing here, why don't you come and see for yourself"

If he were truly a descendant of royalty, he should take more time to look at his great Xi's subjects and see what hardships they are enduring.

"Fuming was curious and nodded, "Alright, let's go take a look."

"By the way, they call you Divine Physician Empress. Aren't you secretly running some kind of mysterious organization in the common folk"

"I'm telling you, this is forbidden by the imperial court. If you get caught, you'll be in serious trouble."

Fang Jinshu rolled her eyes at him, but then turned her head and put on a gentle smile.

"No, no, I'm just an ordinary person. I happened to know a little bit of medicine and helped treat the villagers when they were sick. They're just making a fuss."

During their conversation, Fang Jinshu had already led Fu Ming to the ancestral hall of this village.

The open space beside the ancestral hall was filled with graves, one after another, densely packed.

Fu Ming's pores stood on end, and he couldn't help but tighten his cloak, moving closer to Shen Li.

"What are those"

Fāng Jǐnxiù smiled and answered, "A graveyard."

"All the villagers who died were from this village during this winter."

Dead, so many dead

Fu Ming's face turned pale.

Fang Jinshu pushed open the doors of the ancestral hall. The pungent smell inside hit Fu Ming's face unexpectedly.

He took a deep breath and hurriedly held it in. Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore, turned his head and ran into the snow to vomit loudly.

"What, what flavor is this!"

It's not just a plain smell, nor is it just the smell of medicine.

The moment the door opened, a strange mix of smells rushed towards him. On closer sniff, there seemed to be even the metallic tang of blood.

Fang Jinshu walked to his side, sighed, "Young Master Fu, it's the taste of hardship."with contentment; merchants traded their wares, while vendors hawked their goods.Streets and alleys are very lively.Yuanbao and Dong'er, one with features as delicate as porcelain figurines, even pret...