On everyone's faces, there was a hint of anger in the impatient expressions.
Seeing the two carriages coming, everyone's brows became even tighter.
There is a Jinlou Bieyuan in Crane City, which is the royal palace, so there are many pick-ups here. Ordinary people have seen it a lot, and they can almost tell the shape of the carriages used by the royal family.
And the carriage in front of him was used by the royal family.
Originally, everyone was a little angry, all because the emperor brought the rebels here, making them unsafe. Now, after a few days of fighting, the rebels were about to massacre the city, and the city gates were closed to prevent them from leaving the city. Escaping, wouldn't they be buried with them
In this case, everyone naturally rejects and even resists the royal family members.
Everyone is already ready to move, just waiting for the people above to come down.
But the next moment, they saw a young and pretty girl lift the curtain and help a slender, thin, and even haggard woman in plain clothes.
Suddenly, everyone was stunned.
Nan Yan got up from the carriage, stood still, looked at the people around her, a faint smile appeared on her pale face.
For a while, everyone didn't move.
If at this moment, a man or a well-dressed woman got off the carriage, they would all rush forward to seek justice for themselves, but such a pale and slender woman made them a little at a loss.
After Nanyan stood still, he turned around and carried a person down from the carriage.
It turned out to be a five or six-year-old monk.
He was wearing a gray, washed white monk robe, with sleeves rolled up to the elbows, revealing his fleshy arms, and trousers tied on his legs, looking serious and cute.
Everyone didn't know what to say.
And the gentle, modest and peaceful smile on Nanyan's face seemed to have a kind of magical power, which instantly calmed the restlessness in everyone's hearts.
Everyone looked at them quietly.
Ran Xiaoyu, Ye Zheng and the others walked to the side of the carriage, took out a few bundles from inside, and followed Nan Yan.
And Nanyan took Mingxin's hand and walked forward slowly.
The avenue was originally crowded, but wherever they went, the people there moved aside one after another to make way for them.
Nan Yan didn't say much, and walked forward calmly.
On the contrary, Ye Zheng and Ran Xiaoyu, who were following behind her, were carrying their burdens, their palms covered with cold sweat.
Just halfway, Nan Yan ordered the group of people following them to detour to the gate of the city and not to follow them, no matter how much Ye Zheng and Ran Xiaoyu tried to persuade her, she insisted.
Now, there are only four of them, three, one, and one.
If those ordinary people rushed up, they could tear them alive.
However, these people really didn't move at all, Nan Yan just led them all the way to the city gate smoothly.
As soon as he approached the city gate, he saw pools of blood on the ground.
There were also some people with wounds on their faces and bodies, sitting on the side of the street with bruised noses and swollen faces. Everyone's faces were more angry than those people before. When they stared at Nanyan and the others, they were full of guard.
Nan Yan winked at Ran Xiaoyu.
Ran Xiaoyu nodded, then walked over with the burden in her arms, and walked up to the injured people: "Everyone is injured, here is the medicine that can heal the wound."
She opened the bag, and there were indeed some wound medicines inside.
Everyone froze for a moment.
At this time, Xiao Ming said in his heart: "Sister Xiaoyu, I will help you."
After speaking, he ran over, picked up the wound medicine and delivered it to the injured people.
The mentality of the common people is also simple. As long as they are rational, they are more tolerant to women and monks, and they are not even so vigilant. At this moment, a pretty woman brought them wound medicine, and a fleshy little monk Come to distribute medicine to them, and everyone's wariness will naturally decrease.
Xiao Mingxin also took the medicine and helped to apply it on the injured person's face.
The young man hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you, little master."
Ming Xin smiled sweetly: "You're welcome, this is what a monk should do."
The atmosphere became more relaxed.
Everyone looked at Nanyan again, she walked to the gate of the city, and many of the soldiers guarding the city were injured in the riot just now, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and some were bleeding, so she asked Ye Zheng to deliver the medicine.
The soldiers came up one after another to give thanks.
Seeing Nan Yan like this, the common people were also a little puzzled and guessed her identity. At this moment, Wen Ye, who was patrolling on the tower, saw this scene and hurried down: "Imperial Concubine! Why are you here?"
Concubine? !
These two words immediately shocked everyone.
None of them thought that this calm, slender woman was actually a royal concubine!
In other words, in order to canonize her, the emperor even disregarded the imperial edict left by Emperor Gao, and changed course to promote the New Deal? !
It was heard that the emperor favored her so much that it couldn't be more favored. The common people had heard about it, and they were also guessing in their hearts about her appearance.
I didn't expect-
Look at her calm smile again, although she is not the peerless beauty that everyone thinks, but she exudes a very comfortable aura, which makes people forget the vulgarity, and can't help but want to listen to her , look at the way she smiles.
However, there are still ungrateful people in the crowd.
As soon as they heard the word "noble concubine", someone immediately stood up: "noble concubine? Why are you here pretending to be a concubine?"
Nanyan stood on the steps, and when she heard this voice, she turned her head slowly.
It was a woman in her forties and fifties who looked very strong.
Beside her were some women of the same age, probably from the same village, all dressed similarly, with a hint of resentment on their faces because of anxious and dissatisfied expressions, staring at Nanyan.
Upon hearing this, Wen Ye immediately took a step forward.
"Don't be rude to the concubine!"
Nan Yan stopped him as soon as he raised his hand, walked down the steps, and said with a smile: "I came here because I heard that you had a misunderstanding with the soldiers defending the city just now, and all of you were injured, so I sent it for you." It's just medicine."
"You don't need to be hypocritical!"
"that is!"
"Fake kindness!"
Nan Yan still smiled: "The wound medicine is here, whether it is fake or not, you will know after using it."
The women couldn't help but look back.
The few young men who were beaten to the point of bleeding did stop the bleeding immediately because Xiao Ming took medicine for them, and the wounds did not hurt so much.
Moreover, they couldn't be fierce against such a quiet woman.
So he muttered, and murmured: "Many, thank you, concubine, for giving me the medicine."
Nan Yan smiled and said: "You don't have to thank me. I just hope that everyone will not have any misunderstandings. If one of your own people hurts your own people, then it should be too wrong."